Chapter 1980: Gods of Wealth and Paupers [Finale]
Chapter 1980: Gods of Wealth and Paupers [Finale]
“Is this… Emperor Qin?”
Xie Ziran was momentarily stunned, then realized who the young man at the door was. Her eyes widened, and she subconsciously wanted to open the door, but the next moment, a figure suddenly darted out.
Nangong Wumeng pressed both hands against the Taoist Temple’s door, forcefully shutting it.
Flushed and stammering, she said, “You, you, you, you, you!”
“What are you doing here?!”
“Comp, comp, compete in what martial arts? Whose hand are you seeking in marriage?”
“Who, who’s getting married?!”
Before Li Guanyi appeared, when those Martial Artists arrived, brandishing swords and fists, arguing noisily, Nangong Wumeng sat lazily in a Grandmaster’s chair, completely uninterested.
She had naturally broken through to the rank of Taoist Grandmaster.
The few innate talents in the Taoist School Palace often sat idly there, wanting to whisk this woman back to the Academy, to become one of the next generation’s Palace Masters, but they faced several rejections.
When asked, Nangong Wumeng would calmly say, “The Taoist path is harmonious and carefree, what need is there for a Palace Master? If someone truly becomes a Palace Master of the Tao, then their insight on the Great Path must be extraordinary.”
“But if one’s insight is truly extraordinary, why would they care for a title?”
Purple Sun Master was speechless.
“The head of the Academy holds an extraordinary position.”
Nangong Wumeng picked up a cup of tea and smiled, “I have three treasures: first, compassion; second, frugality; third, not daring to be ahead of all under heaven.”
Thus, the two innate Taoists regretfully left.
When Xie Ziran gained a bit of respect for her teacher, the person spat out a mouthful of hot tea and asked if this was the reason she didn’t go there, Nangong Wumeng looked at Xie Ziran with a ’foolish apprentice’ expression.
“Of course, it’s because I’m lazy.”
“Silly disciple.”
A Taoist Heart that has once fought in vast battles around the world, with extensive combat experience, wielding a Divine Weapon, the Yin Yang Reincarnation Ruler.
It can be said that even typical Eighth Layer Heaven Martial Grandmasters would find it hard to gain the upper hand against Nangong Wumeng, and the Eighth Layer Heaven Masters are those old hands who, despite their martial skills, are still perceptive and insightful.
Nangong Wumeng of the Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect? The world’s most beautiful?
An elder from Jiangnan kicked the younger generation descendant on the butt who wanted to sneak down to see this great event of the Martial World, cursing: “Damn Tu Shengyuan, who doesn’t know this girl is the next Palace Master of the Taoist School, the true companion of Emperor Qin.”
“Are you planning to dig a pit for the Martial World and push all the Martial Artists in, and let the Iron Cavalry of Great Qin trample them into mud?! Tu Shengyuan, may your sons be born without anuses!”
“Bah!”
“You ungrateful bastard.”
“Damn, go sit at a table with Yan Daiqing from the Western Regions!”
Clans with long histories and Eighth Layer Heaven guardians treated this as Tu Shengyuan’s scheme for Emperor Qin to wipe out their Martial World sects.
None came.
The people present, though many in number, were not even enough for Nangong Wumeng to handle. She habitually and lazily didn’t take them seriously, instead still gazing at the clouds in the sky.
Until a wooden sword appeared, until the sword’s aura shook the surroundings, she was stunned, then suddenly appeared at the door from her reclined position, pressing her hands against it with determination, blushing furiously.
Li Guanyi twitched his lips.
“What are you doing!”
Nangong Wumeng’s lips trembled as she said, “I, I don’t know!”
“Then open the door!”
“I won’t!”
Li Guanyi laughed angrily, it seemed only Nangong Wumeng maintained her original demeanor. Even he, on the path forward, gradually transformed, becoming more composed, but Nangong Wumeng remained the same.
Nangong Wumeng stammered:
“In any case, I, I’ll… you stay outside for now.”
“I need to calm down first!”
“Calm down, after I calm down, I’ll go find you, really, really oh Your Majesty.”
Li Guanyi suddenly smiled and said: “Mr. Lei returned and said you wouldn’t come out of spite, saying you’ve traveled across the country for me, so both publicly and privately, I should come here personally to invite you back.”
What???
Nangong Wumeng felt as if struck by lightning.
She suddenly remembered when Mr. Lei left, bowing and smiling, and she realized she had been deceived. Even if that guy had grown fat, even if his hair had turned gray, even if he now looked like a mature politician.
But Mr. Lei was still Mr. Lei.
He was the one shouting about putting his memorial tablet above the founder of Beast Taming Manor, proudly forming the Exotic Beast Legion, a cunning bastard!
The so-called initial members of the Qilin Army, the ever-resourceful Mr. Lei.
“That bastard!!!”
Nangong Wumeng gnashed her teeth in frustration.
Her head almost steaming, she vigorously blocked the door. Why was she doing this? She didn’t know, it was instinctual avoidance, suddenly recalling childhood, when her teacher picked her up from the river, smiling softly yet sadly, with a hint of concern, softly calling her name.
“Stop dreaming, protect yourself.”
“Run, run…”
“The Martial World is dangerous.”
So she was always accustomed to hiding, but this time it seemed unavoidable, because the cunning Emperor Qin cheekily wedged his foot into the door’s gap, then crashed his shoulder against it.
“Hey, what are you hiding from?!”
Li Guanyi leaned in, while Nangong Wumeng widened her eyes, just like when she was a child, facing pressure, instinctively wanting to retreat, wanting to avoid, wanting to put off making such an important decision until later.
She backed away, but Xie Ziran suddenly understood.
Blinking his eyes, he tossed the broom in his hand to the side, then ran two steps behind the teacher, pressing both hands forcefully on the teacher’s waist, trying hard to push forward: “Teacher, don’t run away!”
Nangong Wumeng said, “I’m not running away!”
Xie Ziran said, “Then what about the luggage and parcels at home?”
Nangong Wumeng was stunned, Li Guanyi stepped forward, the wooden sword roared like a dragon, Nangong Wumeng wanted to retreat, the next moment, Li Guanyi’s palm reached out and grabbed Nangong Wumeng’s wrist.
A warm and powerful palm gripped tightly.
Li Guanyi stepped forward half a step, entering this small world, the Taoist Temple was quiet, flowers and leaves fell from the trees, Nangong Wumeng staggered back, in her gaze, the Emperor still seemed like the young knight who had stormed into the Dragon Pond and Tiger Cave with just a sword back then.
He broke into her world.
Li Guanyi walked into the Taoist Temple, his hair slightly swaying, the two could hear each other’s breathing, Nangong Wumeng was forced into a corner, Li Guanyi held the wooden sword, slightly leaned forward.
It was only at this time that Nangong Wumeng realized the changes over time.
When they first met, that young man was now a head taller than her, as he leaned forward, his sleeves slightly billowed in the wind, with a faint feeling like a mountain pressing down, her heart beat very fast.
Li Guanyi said, “So, a duel.”
“Let’s begin.”
Li Guanyi’s wooden sword swung out, the flowing wind swayed, the trees in the Taoist Temple slightly shook, flowers and leaves rolled and fell, Xie Ziran widened his eyes slightly, then saw the wooden sword sweep across.
The Sword Qi stirred the wind, rolling down the falling flowers and leaves, the wooden sword just blocked Xie Ziran’s eyes, the next moment, Li Guanyi slightly leaned forward, not giving Nangong Wumeng a corner to escape.
Their lips collided.
Nangong Wumeng’s face flushed red, the hair near her forehead already damp, wisps of white smoke rising, her eyes almost lost focus, dazed, deep within her heart, the scared little girl who had hidden since childhood seemed to hear the sound of something breaking.
If there was such a young knight in the past, carrying a sword, boldly breaking in, she would certainly like him, right?
Li Guanyi exhaled, looking at Nangong Wumeng, said:
“We’re going back.”
Nangong Wumeng was about to say something.
Li Guanyi said, “Don’t refuse.”
“Don’t speak.”
“No excuses.”
Li Guanyi and Nangong Wumeng had known each other too long, over ten years, he was entirely familiar with what reaction she would have, her heart was evasive and concealed, he knew without pushing her to the limit, she’d never reveal the truth.
Li Guanyi asked, “A question, will you go with me?”
Nangong Wumeng flushed red.
She took a deep breath, softly said like a mosquito, “Okay.”
Li Guanyi released his grip, the woman retreated two steps, delicately beautiful, reached out to smooth her black hair at her temple, even with a disguise, one could see her beauty, Nangong Wumeng looked at Li Guanyi, clasped her hands together, softly said:
“Actually, I also really like you.”
“Little guy, but…”
Yin Yang Qi suddenly changed, Nangong Wumeng soared into the sky, Qinggong exhibited, Divine Weapon boosted, swiftly soared, said: “But, if you want to catch me, don’t dream!”
“I swear I’ll just be gone for a while, will soon give you an answer, also, I really like you, it’s not a lie!”
Xie Ziran’s expression gradually solidified.
She suddenly realized, her teacher was a coward at critical moments.
This guy, a beautiful but useless person, damn it!
Xie Ziran clenched her teeth, but saw Emperor Qin not anxious at all, even seemed interested looking at her, Li Guanyi looked behind Xie Ziran, saw a White Tiger Dharma Form shaking its head.
’…A new White Tiger Heavenly Destiny, yet not murderous.’
’Mastering the Inspector Qi of Metallurgy?”
“Nangong really, can be picked up by anyone.”
Xie Ziran froze, then saw a slight smile on Li Guanyi’s face, the next moment, heard the teacher’s voice from the sky.
“Ah!!!”
In the sky, Nine-colored Divine Deer’s radiance flowed, Nangong Wumeng’s smug face solidified, the next moment, Li Guanyi soared into the sky, Nangong Wumeng’s waist was encircled by Li Guanyi.
Nangong Wumeng flushed red, looking at Li Guanyi, Li Guanyi slightly smiled at her, raised his brow, youthful and spirited: “How many years do you think we’ve known each other?”
He carried her on his shoulder, smiled and said:
“We’re going back!”
Nangong Wumeng’s arms and legs flailed: “Emperor Qin, Emperor Qin’s abducting a civilian girl! Don’t you care about your reputation!”
Li Guanyi said, “Using Emperor Qin’s renown, to exchange for you is worth it.”
“Going back means a wedding, you can’t escape this lifetime.”
Nangong Wumeng muttered, heard Li Guanyi laugh softly: “But, Li Guanyi can occasionally roam the Martial World with Nangong Wumeng.”
Nangong Wumeng ceased to struggle, lay on Li Guanyi’s shoulder, her face extremely flushed, eyes flowing, clenched fist, gently patted his back, muttered: “Damn it…”
Li Guanyi wielded the Wooden Sword Dragon Map, took a deep breath, as he drew the sword, Long Wind swirled, the Sword Qi filled the entire Martial World, Murong Longtu’s last sword inviting this Martial World to witness.
Li Guanyi with one sword invites martial knights to drink a cup of joyful wine.
Red clouds stretched far.
Celebrating together.
(End)