Chapter 750: Chapter 214: Refugees Overflow, Great Zhou in Turmoil (Please Subscribe)
Cheng Guang and Ning Qianxue, after greeting Granny Qianhua, left the Taihao Sword Sect that very night.
Granny Qianhua did not hold on to them out of reluctance or any other emotion, nor did she ask Cheng Guang and Ning Qianxue to stay longer in the Taihao Sword Sect.
She merely said a sentence, asking Cheng Guang and Ning Qianxue to visit more often if possible.
When Granny Qianhua uttered these words, an image involuntarily surfaced in Cheng Guang’s mind.
—— “Caring for the Empty Nest Elderly”
In the end, Cheng Guang, taking Ning Qianxue and Qing Luan with him, left the Taihao Sword Sect.
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On the Flying Boat.
Cheng Guang, with his hands clasped behind his back, stood on the deck of the Flying Boat, his gaze stretching towards the distant scenery.
Cheng Guang had not informed Ning Qianxue about matters involving the Huashan Sword Sect and Dongfang Chiguo Tianwang, among others.
It was not that Cheng Guang intended to keep anything from Ning Qianxue; he simply felt there was no need to burden her with such knowledge.
Even if Ning Qianxue were to be made aware, it wouldn’t make much of a difference.
Cheng Guang reckoned that if he did tell her, Ning Qianxue’s tender heart might not be able to bear it.
After all, comprehending the fact that Cheng Guang himself had subdued Dongfang Chiguo Tianwang was one thing.
But to say that both Guangyin Buddha and Cleansing Thought Buddha had submitted to Cheng Guang…
Ning Qianxue would likely be thoroughly baffled.
Reflecting on this, Cheng Guang, following the Flying Boat, steered in the direction of the Great Zhou Dynasty’s capital.
Under Cheng Guang’s watchful gaze, the Great Zhou Capital gradually came into view.
At the same time.
In the southwest direction from the Great Zhou Capital, the silhouette of Great Tang Chang’an City could also be discerned.
The emergence of Great Tang Chang’an City had captured the attention of numerous powerful entities and forces in the Four Directions Mortal World, stirring up a tempest.
Had it not been for the people of Great Tang guarding its surroundings, Great Tang Chang’an City would not have remained as tranquil as it currently was.
Cheng Guang, standing atop the Flying Boat, looked off into the direction of Great Tang Chang’an City from afar.
With just a glance, Cheng Guang could discern the convergence of many powerful figures surrounding Great Tang Chang’an City.
Those figures were mostly from various prominent families and influential clans.
Although their powers were respectable, they paled in comparison to Great Tang and posed little threat to Great Tang Chang’an City, to Great Tang, and to the Great Tang Emperor.
As long as the surrounding strong figures did not seek death, it appeared they were too lazy to concern themselves with these lesser powers.
Cheng Guang’s gaze merely flickered towards Great Tang Chang’an City for a moment before he retracted his attention.
For Cheng Guang, there was no need to pay heed to Great Tang Chang’an City at the moment.
He intended to return home first to drop off Ning Qianxue and Qing Luan, and would attempt to reach out to the Great Tang Emperor afterwards.
This time, the system task required him to subjugate the Great Tang Emperor, which was no small feat.
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On his own, it was nearly impossible to accomplish.
If he could manage to leverage the reputations of Guangyin Buddha and Cleansing Thought Buddha to coerce the Great Tang Emperor into submission, there might still be a chance.
When that time came.
Whether the Great Tang Emperor truly submitted or merely feigned subservience, Cheng Guang’s objective would be achieved either way.
The system task should likewise be accomplished.
After all, given the nature of his system, even if it could distinguish whether the Great Tang Emperor’s submission was genuine or not…
As long as the Great Tang Emperor submitted and agreed to join the newly established Great Ming Dynasty, there was nothing that could be done.
As Cheng Guang contemplated this, the Great Zhou Capital was already beneath his feet.
Cheng Guang controlled the Flying Boat to gently descend without making much noise, stirring little commotion.
Even though Cheng Guang had minimized his arrival noise, a few Primordial Spirits within the capital still cast their scrutiny his way.
Sensing those probing Primordial Spirits, Cheng Guang’s eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of surprise flickered within the depths of his gaze.
“What’s going on?”
“When did so many Sky-Men emerge in the capital?”
No matter how little disturbance Cheng Guang had caused, there were only a few who would notice.
Only Sky-Men or beings of higher status could detect Cheng Guang’s presence.
Cheng Guang could hardly believe that mere moments after his arrival, several Primordial Spirits had already probed his way.
This indicated that a sizable number of Sky-Men were now gathered in the Great Zhou Capital.
What were so many Sky-Men doing congregated in the Great Zhou Capital?
Cheng Guang was perplexed.
After all, even in the heyday of the Great Zhou Capital, the number of Sky-Men had only been few.
When Wu Shang of Emperor Zhou was in power.
In the Great Zhou Capital, only Wu Shang was known as a Sky-Man to the public.
Had times changed so swiftly?
Cheng Guang had only been to the Taihao Sword Sect and back, and the number of Sky-Men in the Great Zhou Capital had escalated several magnitudes?
Cheng Guang couldn’t help but marvel at the rapidity of change.
He paid no further attention to the probing Primordial Spirits around him.
Even if the people in the capital knew of Cheng Guang’s return, what of it?
Having ventured out, Cheng Guang’s perspective had broadened significantly.
Ordinary Sky-Men at this time were beneath his notice.
Ignoring the surrounding Primordial Spirits’ scrutiny, Cheng Guang directly descended into Duke Zhen’s Mansion.
As Cheng Guang’s figure completely vanished into Duke Zhen’s Mansion, disappearing from the range of the few observing Primordial Spirits.
Those several Primordial Spirits lingered where Cheng Guang’s Flying Boat had just been, silently exchanging no words.