Chapter 676 – A City Sealed (1/2)
Chapter 676 – A City Sealed
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
To tear open the letter would be to grant death to others, then welcome death himself. But Chen Changsheng truly did not care.
Just as he had said to Eunuch Lin, he was at present truly not afraid of death, as there were no longer any matters he could not let go.
All the people and matters of this world had no meaning to him, because three days ago, he came to the sudden realization that his own existence had originally been itself meaningless.
He stood at the destroyed door of the library, holding the letter, quietly waiting for that moment.
The autumn breeze curled above the lake. A belt of light seemed to extend across the great banyan tree, which was still a flourishing green, a stark contrast with the golden-yellow leaves on the grass.
Time slowly passed, and the Orthodox Academy remained in peace.
Chen Changsheng raised his head to look at the gate, his eyebrows slowly rising, just like the fallen leaf that had just been swept up by the wind.
The thunderous downpour of hooves had stopped at some point. The distant plumes of dust beyond the wall slowly settled and no longer rose.
The gate remained tightly shut, the walls unharmed. The leaf that had just fallen back into the waters of the lake attracted the pursuit of several fish.
All was peaceful. No one had charged into the Orthodox Academy.
Nobody appeared, not the black-armored heavy cavalry or those killers and experts of the Great Zhou Army and the Department for Purging Officials concealed outside the wall and in the forest.
Su Moyu and those students and teachers of the Orthodox Academy who were firmly guarding the gate had an even closer view.
They had seen Eunuch Lin's miserable appearance and could faintly guess at what had happened in the library. They were in shock at Chen Changsheng's hidden strength, and also understood what choice he had made.
The Orthodox Academy had reached its most crucial moment.
After Eunuch Lin left, the gate to the Orthodox Academy was tightly shut once more. Unexpectedly, the world outside the gates suddenly turned quiet.
They were very tense, and this sudden peace did not make them relax. They only felt it very strange.
The thunderous hooves earlier had been real, had been heard by everyone present.
The chilling murderous intent had also been real, the cold thoroughly penetrating through their uniforms.
The sword glows flowed like water, reflecting an autumn aura.
The sword array of South Stream Temple changed once more. Ye Xiaolian drifted out of the center of the array and came to the front, asking Su Moyu, ”Just what is going on out there?”
Su Moyu revealed a determined expression and walked forward, his two hands pushing open the gate.
As the gate opened, a figure appeared before the teachers and students of the Orthodox Academy.
Light spilled through the gates, accompanied by two streams of clear breeze.
An old man stood on the stone steps in front of the Orthodox Academy, his back towards them, his two broad sleeves lightly dancing in the wind.
Su Moyu was somewhat shocked. ”Principal Mao?”
He was 'Two Sleeves in the Breeze' Mao Qiuyu, the once-Principal of the Heavenly Dao Academy. He was now Archbishop of the Hall of Illustrious Persons, but students of the Six Ivies like Su Moyu were still accustomed to addressing him as Principal.
Before Su Moyu could awaken from his shock, he was stunned once more by the other figures present.
The archbishops known as Daoist Baishi, An Lin, Daoist Siyuan, and Linghai Zhiwang were all standing in front of the Orthodox Academy.
Of the Six Prefects of the Orthodoxy, five were present.
Soon after, Su Moyu saw some even more familiar figures.
They were the current principal of the Heavenly Dao Academy, Zhuang Zhihuan; the Archbishop of the Temple Seminary; the absolutely loyal professor of the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Green; and also his previous teacher, the Principal of the Li Palace Academy.