I Can Strengthen Infinitely

Chapter 548: Chapter 315: Leaving the Palace

When Bai Ningxuan saw Qin Yuesheng suddenly appear without a sound, she happily rushed up to greet him.

Having not seen him for a while, she missed him greatly. She immediately leaped into his arms.

"Did you take care of your matter?" Bai Ningxuan asked with a smile.

"Yes, I made some progress. Next, I plan to leave here and go to Chang’an."

"I already knew about this. Let’s go together!"

Qin Yuesheng reached out to grab Bai Ningxuan’s cheek and smiled, "Not yet. You have to stay here for a while and help me manage these White Lotus Sect members."

As soon as Bai Ningxuan heard this, her expression turned unhappy: "What’s there to manage about them? It’s more fun to be with you."

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future; for now, listen to me." Qin Yuesheng spoke extremely seriously. Seeing his expression, Bai Ningxuan realized that this was something she probably couldn’t refuse.

"I’ve always listened to you," Bai Ningxuan said softly.

"Yes, I know you have, you’re very obedient," Qin Yuesheng said, stroking Bai Ningxuan’s fair face. "Once I solve the matter in Chang’an, I’ll come back to find you immediately."

"Alright."

...

With the death of the White Lotus Sect Leader, if they couldn’t be kept together, the White Lotus Celestial Pavilion would instantly crumble like a pile of loose sand even though Qin Yuesheng used the Life and Death Ice Seal to control them; it’s unlikely it would restore to its former state.

The White Lotus Saint Sect secretly supports many rebels across the land, diverting a lot of the Great Tang’s attention. So currently, Qin Yuesheng couldn’t let the White Lotus Saint Sect fall apart.

Without the rebels supported by the White Lotus Saint Sect, they would stand no chance against the Great Tang.

The next day.

After bidding farewell to Bai Ningxuan, Qin Yuesheng took a boat northwards, heading straight toward Chang’an.

The White Lotus Celestial Pavilion is situated in the southeast of Central Plains, while Chang’an is in the very center, a considerable distance away. If relying solely on carts and horses, it would take over a month to reach Chang’an City.

Qin Yuesheng couldn’t wait that long. Having become a Grandmaster, his inner strength surged like a vast ocean, wave upon wave ceaselessly rolling. Using ’Across a Step to the Horizon’ was exhilarating and didn’t present the issue of excessive inner strength effects.

In the sky, Qin Yuesheng sped along like a shooting star, covering three thousand zhang in the blink of an eye, leaving even the birds behind in his wake.

Maintaining this speed, he could reach Chang’an City within ten days.

Upon reaching the Grandmaster Realm, one can distinctly feel the vast change in power level. If Martial Artists were still mere mortals, then Grandmasters indeed have a hint of the immortal about them.

...

The Yunchuan River, located ten li beside Chang’an, flows downstream into the Gusu River in Jiangnan, serving as a relatively direct route from the Central Plains to Jiangnan.

At this moment, on the great river, a massive dragon-head ship sailed downstream, surrounded by twenty double-decked ships, grandly escorting the main vessel.

Having such a grand arrangement indicates an extraordinary background. If high officials were present, they would instantly recognize this dragon-head ship as the emperor’s vessel, only usable by members of the royal family.

However, atop the highest point of the dragon-head ship, An Dianlian, dressed in ordinary clothes, sat in a chair made of warm jade, sipping waxberry wine and gazing into the distance.

The scenery was picturesque, with clear mountains and waters, a seamless blend of heaven and earth.

Beside him, two maidservants lightly waved peacock feather fans, sending gentle breezes to An Dianlian.

As long as Ah Jiu hadn’t returned to Chang’an, An Dianlian felt uneasy. Before setting off, he specially sought an audience with the Ninth Eunuch, pledging he would go to Jiangnan to capture the Ninth Princess, declaring he would hang himself if unsuccessful.

Thus, An Dianlian harbored a resolve to die, determined to achieve victory.

The twenty double-decked escort ships formed a spectacular sight, blocking the entire river heavily; any opposing vessel faced impossible passage.

An Dianlian cared not a bit, being one who had already secured his head in his waistband, naturally becoming reckless and brutal. Now, besides the Ninth Eunuch and Grandmasters, there was no one he dared not to affront.

A lone, modest boat bobbed leisurely in the river’s center, with a fisherman at the stern wearing a bamboo hat, holding a fishing rod, with a bamboo basket beside him for the day’s catch.

Suddenly, a massive wave was stirred by the drink, making the small boat extremely unstable. Alarmed, the fisherman quickly removed his hat to peer into the distance. However, his advanced age meant poor eyesight, allowing only a glimpse of a quickly approaching black mass, on the verge of collision.

Boom!

With little time to react, the fisherman only felt the boat collided heavily, instantly flipping and plunging into the river, vanishing with the fisherman and boat.

After a while, only a few broken boards remained on the river’s surface, returning it to tranquility.

...

The Ten Eunuchs secretly influencing the court had long enraged many righteous martial world figures, but with the Unrooted Sect stationed in Chang’an, anyone but the strongest faced death upon entry.

Thus, gradually, no one showed interest in infiltrating the imperial city to assassinate those treacherous eunuchs and party members.

But this didn’t mean there were no informants from the martial world inside the imperial city.

Many loyal officials, troubled by the Ten Eunuchs’ immense power, dared not oppose them publicly and instead privately allied with martial world figures to exchange intelligence, preparing for a day to counterattack.

Now, the opportunity had arisen.

An Dianlian, who rarely left Chang’an, unexpectedly mustered a team hastily this time, using the emperor’s dragon-head ship to personally head to Jiangnan.

This was incredibly good news for the loyal officials and righteous individuals.

An assassination attempt against An Dianlian was likely today.

With the release of a carrier pigeon from inside Chang’an, the martial world became abuzz, unfolding a grand scheme to kill the eunuchs.

Changfeng Manor.

Ranked thirty-ninth in the world, Scholar Changfeng, Hong Tianyun, glanced at the message in his hands, his face red with excitement.

Despite possessing the Ninth Layer of the Internal Power Realm, his heart always yearned for peace, to eliminate the eunuch party and restore prosperity to the common people—his lifelong aspiration.

Years ago, Hong Tianyun and a friend infiltrated the imperial city to assassinate the Ten Eunuchs. But they underestimated the eunuchs’ strength; not only did they fail, the duo found themselves surrounded.

To allow Hong Tianyun a chance to escape, his friend sacrificed his life, ultimately perishing in the imperial city.

This only strengthened Hong Tianyun’s resolve in opposing the Ten Eunuchs.

After years of waiting, the opportunity had finally arrived.

Apart from Hong Tianyun, many Jianghu forces hostile to the eunuch party across the Central Plains, upon receiving intelligence from their sources, mobilized comrades, disciples, and allies, heading to the Yunchuan River midsection, plotting an ambush on An Dianlian. A covert mission to slay the eunuch was quietly underway.

An Dianlian couldn’t imagine his route was already leaked by the officials in Chang’an.

But even if aware, he would disregard them, being one of the most formidable among the Ten Eunuchs. Even the other nine couldn’t fully grasp his strength, inevitably causing some unease.

Only An Dianlian knew, seven years ago, he’d already reached the Tenth Layer of the Internal Power Realm.

He’s constantly sought ways to enhance his essence, but progress remained slow.

Such is the challenge of the Grandmaster Realm.

Highlighting the excellence of the Golden Core Path.

Perhaps no one else in the world, upon becoming a Grandmaster, could achieve such ease as Qin Yuesheng.

Sitting in his chair, An Dianlian suddenly sensed something amiss, scanning the surroundings. The serene canyon shores seemed suspiciously calm.

With a keen eye, he spotted a furtive figure on a rock, dressed simply, likely a Jianghu person.

"Oh!" An Dianlian raised an eyebrow, feeling intrigued by the development.