The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 346 - 308: Meeting Hostility with Cool Defiance

Chapter 346: Chapter 308: Meeting Hostility with Cool Defiance

Imperial Capital, inside the Emperor’s Pool.

Through Spirit Vision and Spirit Listening, every word Qin Xuexiao said, every action he took, Chu Huaixu saw and heard it all.

Many things suddenly connected together.

He’s not a fool; anyone with some sense could guess this is the handiwork of the Ancestor Emperor and guess the purpose behind his actions.

Only Chu Huaixu didn’t expect that the hero of an era, the Founding Emperor who left behind countless legends in the Profound Yellow Realm, would resort to such means?

It seems that in his eyes, the face of the Moon Country is not important.

The turmoil stirred up by this event, the people who would die, the series of impacts between the two countries—all these are not important.

However, upon further reflection, for a man capable of founding a nation, do these... count as important?

Or rather, for a "ghost" who has been dead for hundreds of years but desires to be resurrected, what in the world could be important?

"What he wants might just be an [identity]."

"Through Qin Xuexiao, through Old Niu, let everyone know that I, Chu Huaixu, am a Moon Country person."

If he indeed succeeds in possession, then naturally, this body would contain the Emperor’s Divine Thought.

A Mirror Country person gaining immense benefits inside the Emperor’s Pool, even absorbing the Emperor’s Divine Thought and a portion of the Moon Country’s national fortune carried within the Array, is inherently unreasonable.

If it’s just the Emperor’s Divine Thought, it could still be forcibly explained somehow.

But if you add a few strands of national fortune, then it’s a kind of solid evidence in disguise.

As long as there’s a seemingly reasonable [identity], then that’s enough.

After possession, the Ancestor Emperor can naturally control this body and then declare externally his willingness to stay in Moon Country.

If your Daoist Sect refuses to release him, what can be done? Even if all of the East Continent refuses to, what can be done?

As long as it seems plausible on the surface, Moon Country can take action to forcibly keep the person.

Indeed, in terms of overall strength, East Continent actually slightly surpasses West Continent.

But this, after all, is in the Imperial Capital of Moon Country!

"What I need is merely time."

"Through the Mourning Garment and two strands of Power of Origin, along with many contingency plans I’ve left."

"It won’t take long before I can restore my Cultivation to Third Realm Great Perfection."

"Then, I might even touch upon the legendary states beyond Ninth Realm!"

He will always be the number one in the world!

He will still be the strongest in the world and remain undefeated!

In the era when a great catastrophe is looming, everyone would have to unite under him.

At that point, what does the possession matter; even if exposed, it would be inconsequential.

- I am the grand scheme!

Moreover, the Ancestor Emperor truly needs Chu Huaixu to have a moment of mental lapse.

"This kid’s mind and spirit are indeed too solid."

"He actually didn’t feel panic!"

Others might think Chu Huaixu has a great disposition, but with the Ancestor Emperor’s Eye Power, he could see the special nature of this kid’s Sword Intent.

"Plus the special power resting within his Sea of Consciousness and the Dao Seal granted by the Dao Ancestor..."

"If there were no opportunity to exploit, it would indeed be troublesome!"

"Perfect possession, I want nothing less than perfect possession!"

Before, the Ancestor Emperor already thought he had given him due credit, but he didn’t expect, despite all preparations, he still underestimated him.

Even now, Chu Huaixu’s mind and spirit remain solid.

The Ancestor Emperor knows he isn’t worried about exposing his identity.

If Chu Huaixu feared this, he wouldn’t have acted so confidently in front of Qin Xuexiao.

But no matter.

The good show has just begun.

"Mu Bingjiu, in front of you now, there are two paths, you have two choices."

"But regardless of which you choose, Chu Huaixu will undoubtedly die today!"

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In the Martial Arts Arena, everyone’s gaze was focused on Niu Yuanshan.

Those unfamiliar with him only thought this chap had a standard square face and a balanced, stable appearance with thick eyebrows and big eyes, giving a sense of trustworthy reliability.

Just this appearance and temperament alone make him way too suitable to be a spy, right?

"Who is this guy?"

"I see he’s wearing a Steward’s waist token."

"Indeed, one cannot judge a book by its cover, looks decent but..."

"Hmph, born with the face of a good guy."

People from East Continent naturally showed no favor toward such hidden spies; their hearts couldn’t help but curse them and wish to kill them swiftly.

As for Western Continent Moon Country people, they also didn’t understand why Young Master deliberately brought such a dark matter to light suddenly, at this timing.

Isn’t this making it universally known!

Though placing spies isn’t something unusual, when things come to light, East Continent people would definitely ridicule us for our underhanded tactics.

So, even the Moon Country folks looked at Niu Yuanshan with a not-so-welcoming gaze, suspecting whether something went wrong with the spies, causing a big incident forcing the Royal Family’s hand?

However, those truly devastated inside turned out to be more among the Daoist Sect people.

"Niu Yuanshan?"

"How could it be Niu Yuanshan!"

Chu Yinyin, who rarely gets involved in sect affairs, was utterly stunned within.

Nangong Yue remained quite composed but even he slightly frowned.

As for those Daoist disciples, they were even more incredulous.

"Steward Niu!" Many couldn’t help but exclaim.

The Daoist Sect’s rules differ from some sects; even the most talented disciples must start as Outer Sect Disciples and then advance to the Inner Sect purely on merit, without exceptions.

In other words, every Daoist disciple here is quite familiar with Niu Yuanshan.

In everyone’s mind, he truly was an Ox of the Daoist Sect.

Every dirty and tiring chore was done by him, treating every disciple with warmth and kindness, his diligent dedication remained unchanged for over ten years.

Whenever anyone had issues needing Outer Sect management’s attention, most people’s first reaction was to find Steward Niu.

——Reliable, safe, easy to deal with.

If you ask these Daoist disciples in the Outer Sect, who do they respect the most among the management?

The number one, without a doubt, is Niu Yuanshan!

He treats the sect disciples as juniors, and the disciples treat him as an elder.

Therefore, when he slowly stood up, many people even thought: "What a joke?"

Old Niu stood up with an unchanged expression.

He didn’t even feel much surprise in his heart.

In fact, he didn’t know what he would face next.

Yet his heart was incredibly calm.

Perhaps it was because of years of training from the organization, or perhaps for other reasons?

Niu Yuanshan even felt a sense of relief, as if he had been waiting for this moment all his life.

But when the exclamations of the Daoist disciples sounded behind him, with those incredulous calls of "Steward Niu," his old face showed a change in expression for the first time, and his eyes changed instantly.

As mentioned before, Old Niu could almost name every disciple of the Outer Sect.

So much that, by listening to these voices behind him, he could distinguish who was speaking, and the image of the disciple’s face would appear in his mind.

Every voice was like a knife.

Strangely, no one was blaming or insulting him right now.

But precisely because of these incredulous voices, they felt like knives!

They were cutting Mu Bingjiu to shreds, piece by piece.

Until... the voice of Steward Mo Qingmei beside him, trembling as it spoke:

"Senior Brother Niu..."

Niu Yuanshan shuddered all over.

He didn’t even dare to turn his head to look at her.

A woman so good, with so many years of affection.

Mu Bingjiu.

Can you bear it?

...

...

On the high platform, Qin Xuexiao continued to act according to the instructions of the Emperor’s Divine Thought.

"Mu Bingjiu, why are you standing there, come up." He looked down at Mu Bingjiu coldly and said.

Mu Bingjiu turned and began to walk towards the high platform.

"Senior Brother Niu!" Mo Qingmei, sensing something was wrong, spoke again, but her tone was different from before.

Yet Mu Bingjiu did not pause at all in his steps.

Only when they brushed past each other did his Adam’s apple move slightly, with words stuck in his throat, but in the end, he said nothing.

Even if he had said a single "sorry," those three words would have seemed too light compared to the years of admiration from the woman.

He walked up to the high platform, standing in a place where everyone could see.

Qin Xuexiao, like a puppet of the Ancestor Emperor, continued to follow the instructions.

But in reality, this Young Master, born into the Imperial Family, had already planted a seed in his heart, and at this moment, he actually felt a sense of comfort.

"You wretched servant, do you know your sins are grave?"

"Kneel." He said coldly.

Listening to these words, Mu Bingjiu felt no ripples in his heart.

He felt neither humiliation nor anger.

He was originally a death warrior cultivated by the organization, his life given by the Royal Family, merely a dog of the court.

A servant kneels to his master, as is right and proper.

When Qin Xuexiao came to the Daoist Sect, he had already paid respects.

And on that day of paying respects, he was even excited and thrilled inside.

At this very moment, he is Mu Bingjiu.

Mu Bingjiu could naturally kneel.

Mu Bingjiu was meant to kneel.

Even now as he stands in front of thousands, even now as countless eyes are upon him.

The people of the organization have loyalty carved into their bones.

Mu Bingjiu, after all, is a cultivator of the Third Realm Great Perfection.

His five senses are far stronger than that of ordinary people.

Standing on the high platform at this moment, he could still hear the voices of discussion below.

Among them were naturally curses, disdain, disgust...

To say he is universally condemned would be an understatement.

Yet his broad-faced features remained extremely calm.

After leaving the ranks of the Daoist Sect, with each step he took towards the high platform, his heart grew more tranquil.

Clearly, it was the same face, but his expression and demeanor had changed.

He seemed to return to being the promising talent highly valued within the organization.

Aloof, cold.

In the face of universal condemnation, he responded with indifference.

Mu Bingjiu turned to look at Qin Xuexiao, listened to his command to kneel, and replied, "Yes."

But before kneeling, he suddenly paused for a moment.

Then, he reached out with his right hand and forcefully tore off the Daoist Steward badge hanging at his waist.

He held it up with both hands and turned in the direction where Nangong Yue and Chu Yinyin were seated.

Next, he used his spiritual power to send it slowly towards where Elder Nangong was.

Mu Bingjiu could kneel, Mu Bingjiu should kneel.

But Niu Yuanshan could not, and should not.

After doing all this, Mu Bingjiu let his knees sink heavily to the ground.

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