Chapter 70: Homesickness Grows Stronger Near Home

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When returning from Qi to Yun, he adjusted his route, simply bypassing You. This added a little distance to the journey, making it longer than before, but surprisingly, it took less time.

After all, that white-haired boy who descended from the Dengyun Stage back then only had the cultivation of the Zhoutian realm. Now he is a master of Shen Tong's inner mansion, and wherever he goes, he can be considered a powerful figure.

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Of course, because we passed many forces along the way, and it was always necessary to be on guard, we couldn't travel at the fastest speed.

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Jiang Wang wasn't a flashy person, and he preferred to keep a low profile. They also had the ability to protect themselves most of the time, so there were no major setbacks along the way.

On the twenty-fourth day of October in the year three nine one eight, Jiang Wangyue achieved a small breakthrough and defeated Lei Zhanyan, becoming famous throughout Qijing. On the same day, he left Linzi alone with his single sword, silently vanishing into the distance.

By the twenty-first day of winter, Jiang Wang had set one foot within the borders of Yun Country.

Within the Illusory Realm of Emptiness, Jiang Wang's ranking within the Inner Mansion realm had yet to break into the top hundred. Of course, this was also related to his relatively few visits to the Sword Discussion Platform. However, Jiang Wang could also feel that after reaching the Inner Mansion realm, the speed at which the Sword Discussion Platform completed battle matching had noticeably slowed down.

This should explain that the number of Inner Mansion Realm cultivators in the Profound Illusory Realm is far less than that of the previous few realms.

And his blessed land fell to the thirty-eighth ranked Xiaoyao Mountain.

The First Inner Treasury has reached three thousand chambers explored, venturing into the far reaches. No more secrets can be found within, but understanding oneself a little better is always a good thing.

So-called cultivators are nothing more than those who explore the heavens and earth outwards, and explore themselves inwards.

After surviving the tribulation of the vast sea, his soul power surged again, significantly boosting his efficiency in exploring the inner chamber. However, as he ventured deeper, it became increasingly arduous. His soul, venturing too far, risked being trapped within.

In general, both swordsmanship and Taoism have seen stable improvements, but overall, because the second inner palace has not been opened, there hasn't been a qualitative improvement.

And all the way, waking and sleeping, walking and stopping, moving forward, it was as usual, nothing changed. He was still unshaven, ragged and decadent.

To be precise, he was even messier than before he left. After all, tens of thousands of miles of travel inevitably stained his clothes. He wasn't much for washing up anyway.

The country of Yun is mountainous, and the mountains are extremely high.

Carving mountains into cities wasn't a particularly remarkable feat in the cultivation world, but for an entire nation built on top of mountains, it was something Jiang Wang had never seen before.

The various mountain cities within Yun Guo are connected by cable cars. The innermost capital city is directly linked to the four main cities via a rainbow bridge. All residents of Yun Guo live amidst clouds, mountains, and mist.

When Jiang Wang first arrived in Yun Guo, he was deeply impressed.

But after wandering for so long, returning to Yun Country, that feeling of amazement was gone. After all, I had seen too many magnificent sights. Just the suspended Temple in the forest, for example, was more awe-inspiring than these mountain towns.

After arriving in Yun Guo, Jiang Wang did not go to Yun Cheng immediately, but first found an inn to rest.

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All the inns and restaurants that Jiang Wang had chosen along the way were of average quality. Only this inn in Yun Guo was probably the most high-end in the entire city.

And what he wanted was still two upstairs rooms, the price was jaw-dropping.

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The business in Yun Guo was booming, with every imaginable pastime available. The high-end options were truly out of this world.

Of course, what puzzled him forward was not this.

"You said you wanted to see your sister, why did you stop here"

“My surprise is still to come, so I have to wait another day.” Jiang Wang smiled happily: “Besides, I’m going to see An An soon. I can’t be messy, I have to burn incense and bathe, change into a clean set of clothes.”

A conflicted expression played across her face, somewhere between envy and admiration. She pursed her lips and scoffed, "So high-maintenance!"

After that, he returned to his own room.

But that evening when Jiang Wang went out to set up the "surprise," he happened to run into Xiang returning to his room.

But I saw him clad in thick robes, with a jade pendant at his waist and his hair neatly combed. Even his scraggly beard had been carefully trimmed, though the workmanship wasn't very refined...

The whole person has been completely transformed.

At first glance, he looked a bit younger. Of course, upon closer inspection, it was still that lifeless, gloomy fish face.

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Jiang Wang laughed and looked at him: "So fussy"

“Heh!” He strode into his room, chin held high, and slammed the door shut behind him with his heel.

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In this world, “reunion” is sometimes a luxury.

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For some people, it is not only luxurious, but also fragile, cold, and unattainable.

Sometimes it’s better to make it luxurious, so no matter what the cost, there's at least a day when it can be achieved. No matter how extravagant the price, there is at least the possibility of redemption.

But any sane person knows that in the human world, the meaning represented by the word "would rather" generally cannot hold true.

A gigantic warship sailed on the vast Qingjiang River.

After Emperor Zhuang ascended the throne, Qingjiang Water Prefecture remained as it always had. For years, the entire 800-li stretch of the Qingjiang River belonged to the water tribes. Whether merchant ships or Zhuang Kingdom's navy traveled through it, they all needed to register their passage.

Now there is no need for such things. All the mountains, rivers, grasses and trees within the borders of the state of Chu belong entirely to the state of Chu. Therefore, the soldiers of the state of Chu should be able to come and go freely anywhere within its borders.

Of course, if one is not afraid of death, perhaps someone could use the eternally tormented Fenglin City domain as a retort to this statement—within the territory of Zhuang Nation, after all, there are lands that do not belong to Zhuang Nation. They are wounds that have been brutally ripped open, exposed as ugly scars within this nation.

It's a pity that those who are unafraid of death are ultimately a small minority. This has never been mentioned by anyone.

And now the Bai Gu Dao has vanished without a trace, almost completely wiped out. The Spirit Monument standing outside Fenglin City seems to offer some solace.

This is a thriving place, a rapidly growing and universally joyful nation. After all, those who wouldn't be happy are no longer here.

On the surface of the clear river, this warship carried soldiers who had just been withdrawn from the border of Zhuang Mo.

After Zhuang Gaoqian personally intervened with the might of his true nature, forcibly seizing ten cities from Mo State, large-scale warfare along the border between Zhuang and Mo ceased. However, minor skirmishes have never truly stopped.

After all, these ten cities were only ceded recently, and it hasn't been long enough for the soldiers of the foreign country to get used to this fact.

With the secret support of the Qin state, Mo country was not worried about a large-scale invasion from Zhuang state. Small-scale conflicts were not prohibited, and the Mo court would even encourage them. The humiliation suffered by the people of Mo country needed an outlet.

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Every time border skirmishes kill one or two soldiers from the Zhuang Kingdom, the common people of Mo are overjoyed for a long time.

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From a broader perspective, these sustained small-scale clashes between Mo and Zhuang are exactly what Qin desires and even secretly promotes. By supporting Mo, Qin reaps huge profits while also hindering Zhuang's growth. Of course, these machinations remain hidden from public view.

On the deck, a general sat cross-legged in solitude.

It was a general with a full bushy beard, who looked quite old. Although he wasn't on the battlefield at this time, he was still wearing his armor. The armor was a dark red color, dyed by blood repeatedly, and could no longer be washed clean.

Sunlight and water colors, the general remains silent.

He stood alone on the deck in silence all the way, but when the waterway passed a certain fork, he suddenly got up and went back to the cabin without a word.

The deputy general, leaning against the ship's railing, sighed deeply in his heart.

He knew his general, who couldn't bear to see his homeland.nary people trying to make a living.But no one knew what kind of drastic changes awaited them.Biwu County.A secret courtyard.Let me know if you have other text you'd like translated!Led by Ma Xiong,...