Chapter 736 – Better to Not Have Met (2/2)

This also meant that the relationship between him and Shang Xingzhou did not need to be one in which one had to kill the other.

If he remained in the capital, he would assuredly become the source of disorder unless he decided to lead the Orthodoxy in battle against the Imperial Court.

He would naturally not do this, as he could not find a single reason for doing so.

Did he really want to seize the throne from his senior brother?

As for evils…he was well aware that Shang Xingzhou had enough confidence to return his accusations with questions. The Imperial Court was newly established, so even if it wanted to commit evil, it hadn't even had a chance. The ugly evils at present were all Zhou Tong's, and no matter how much affection Chen Changsheng felt for her, it was appropriate to attribute the majority of Zhou Tong's evils to the Tianhai Divine Empress.

Chen Changsheng looked at Shang Xingzhou and asked, ”And you, Master? Does Master understand Martial Uncle's meaning?”

Shang Xingzhou did not reply.

After his long conversation with the Pope on that night, and then when he saw the Black Dragon walk out of the snow, he came to completely understand Yin's meaning.

Just when had Changsheng become his heart obstruction? Perhaps it was also on that night in the Mausoleum of Books?

When he had picked that infant out from the wooden basin in the stream and sorrowfully said that his fate was bad, it was because he already knew the fate of this infant.

Before Chen Changsheng was even born, his sun wheel had been shattered, and then his body had been filled with an unimaginable quantity of Sacred Light by the people of the other continent, ensuring that he could never live past the age of twenty.

When he had spoken to Chen Changsheng about defying the heavens and changing fate, he had naturally been deceiving him. He had never once thought that Chen Changsheng could succeed in changing his fate, no matter how astonishing his talent. He had only had several years left between the time he left Xining Village and the age of twenty. Even if Zhou Dufu were reborn or Wang Zhice regained his youth, they could not have possibly accomplished such a feat.

Reality proved that his view was correct. By the night in which the coup of the Mausoleum of Books took place, Chen Changsheng was still unable to successfully defy the heavens and change his fate, and was bereft of even a sliver of hope. He believed that Chen Changsheng would die, or be eaten by Tianhai, or reach the natural termination of his life. Yet unimaginably, Tianhai, taking everyone by surprise, took another choice.

If one said that this was a chessboard that he had laid down, Tianhai's death was the winning play. He thought that he had gained victory in this chess game, yet when he looked upon the chessboard, he realized to his shock that a piece that should have died was still standing on the board.

A chess piece that should have died was still alive, and the once-dull endgame had instantly undergone countless transformations.

This piece on the chessboard already seemed to have escaped the bounds of the board, a fact that deeply disconcerted Shang Xingzhou.

Thus, on the Divine Path in the face of the rising sun, he made a decision.

He needed Chen Changsheng to die as quickly as possible, for this chess piece to disappear as quickly as possible.

So on the Divine Path, he did not even glance at Chen Changsheng.

And thus, so many events took place in the aftermath.

Only after that long conversation did he begin to vaguely understand.

Because of this chess piece's relationship to him, because of the Dao that he cultivated, he had placed too much importance on the chess piece and wasted far too much energy on it.

Yin had spoken correctly.

Since both sides loathed each other…

Meeting was far inferior to not meeting.

Shang Xingzhou turned and began walking out of the Orthodox Academy.

Just like on the Divine Path of the Mausoleum of Books, he did not look again at Chen Changsheng.

Then ten-some blue-clothed Daoists followed him.

All of this happened too suddenly without the slightest sign.

Just then, a voice rose up without warning in Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness.

”Walk a little farther.

”Do not let the capital see.

”Do not let the world see.

”Do not let me see.”