Chapter 1136 – Leaving Alive (2/2)

Linghai Zhiwang and Daoist Siyuan glanced at each other and pretended not to see.

Just returned from the Bear tribe and taking up her new post, Archbishop An Lin gave a bitter laugh and said no more.

This place was Xunyang City.

All the prestigious figures were standing on the city wall.

As the spring deepened, the plants also flourished. The snowy plains of the north were warming, so that grand undertaking was finally set to begin.

After several centuries, the Human race was about to set out on another northern expedition.

The emperor personally offered a libation and escorted the army from the Imperial Palace to the boundary of the capital.

Pope Chen Changsheng traveled with them all the way to Xunyang City.

The plains outside Xunyang City were covered in people, as dark and dense as the tide.

All of these people were going to meet their death, so this tide was the world's most powerful wave.

Tens of thousands of valiant spiritual senses and killing intents gathered together surpassed even the fiercest of west winds. Even if the Golden Dragon returned to the Central Continent and saw this killing aura rise to the skies from a thousand li away, it would still be startled away and not dare to approach.

Ten thousand Orthodoxy cavalry, sixty thousand black-armored cavalry and even more ordinary soldiers were gathered here. The Six Prefects of the Li Palace, the twenty-three Divine Generals of the Great Zhou, three thousand priests, and the elites of South Stream Temple were all being sent forth. All of Mount Li's Sword Hall was gathered here, as were the experts from the various sects, the Guardians and masters from the noble clans. And there was still Wang Po, Huai Ren, the Mount Li Sect Master, Mao Qiuyu, and the Prince of Xiang. With all these experts of the Divine Domain ready to move at any time, this momentum was no less than that of the northern expedition from several centuries ago.

Tens of thousands of soldiers began to march, and as they set forth, the plains grew quieter and quieter, the atmosphere more and more somber.

No one laughed, and no one paid any attention to what had happened earlier.

Tang Thirty-Six looked toward a mountain range to the west and frowned. ”I didn't expect the Prince of Xiang to be willing to set off with the Army of the Left.”

Xunyang City was the place from which all their arrows would be fired. Such a critical staging ground required an expert of the Divine Domain to oversee it.

Cao Yunping had excellent relationships with all sides and had an honest and amiable personality. As someone deeply trusted by everyone, he ended up being chosen.

The Prince of Xiang had spent most of the last ten years at Blue Pass, acting very low-key.

This naturally wasn't because his son Prince Chen Liu was being held hostage in the capital. It was because the situation demanded it.

Everyone thought that he would try and vie for this position, but to their consternation, he had not spoken a word.

It would be easier to understand if it were the Prince of Zhongshan. This irritable prince would assuredly charge at the very front of the army for the pride of the Chen Imperial clan.

”There are many surprising things going on. For instance, you actually grew a beard.”

Chen Changsheng looked at Tang Thirty-Six's face and shook his head. He still couldn't get used to it.

Tang Thirty-Six explained, ”My elegance is far too great. I grew a beard to somewhat conceal it and also to avoid attracting too many girls.”

His personality truly had calmed down in the last few years, and he cursed in public far less than he used to, but his narcissism remained unchanged.

But it could not be completely attributed to narcissism. His words contained a little truth, a tinge of helplessness.

The Old Lady of the Mutuo clan had fallen seriously ill last year, and once she recovered, she seemed to see beyond secular affairs. Yet she still could not relinquish her most beloved granddaughter, so she ran off to Wenshui and stayed in the Tang clan's old estate, shamelessly staying for three months in the bid to negotiate a marriage with the Tang clan. Tang Thirty-Six didn't dare return home, and he also didn't dare to stay at the Orthodox Academy. In the end, he decided to follow Su Moyu and pass the turn of the new year at Xiling's Ten Thousand Years Pavilion.

Chen Changsheng said, ”I hear that the young lady is breathtakingly beautiful?”

Tang Thirty-Six replied, ”The Mutuo clan has always had many beauties, but am I really one of those superficial fellows who only pays attention to looks?”

Chen Changsheng said, ”Yourong knows that lady and says she has an excellent personality. And besides, for the sake of efficiency, you should meet her.”

Tang Thirty-Six sneered, ”I would dare to gamble that these weren't her original words.”

Chen Changsheng froze for a moment before saying, ”Her original words were that you didn't match up to that lady.”

Furious, Tang Thirty-Six flicked his sleeves and left.

He descended the city wall, took the reins, mounted his horse, and rode off into the north.

In this entire process, he did not even glance at Chen Changsheng.

”Come back alive!”

Chen Changsheng yelled out.

Even though countless people were looking at him, he seemed not to notice.

Tang Thirty-Six waved his hand, not even turning around.