Chapter 611 Coveting the Throne (2/2)

Shen Lian replied, ”I will make the arrangements for him personally.”

Ah Lian was a little sad as she said, ”Sure, we will obey to your plans.”

Jiu Yue then interrupted the conversation, ”Master, you said you wanted to go and weigh the Queen Mother Wu Vessel. Is that for real?”

Shen Lian calmly asserted, ”Do I look like I was joking?”

Jiu Yue responded in a deep voice, ”I have heard of that vessel. It was said that the vessel was as heavy as the mountain and sea, and no one else beside Zhujia who made the vessel, was able to lift it. But I believe you would be an exception. It's just that after the incident earlier, Zhaoge may not be a friendly territory. Above all, please be careful.”

Shen Lian smiled, ”Looks like you have made some improvements. It was not a bad idea to take you out after all. But Ah Lian's daughter Fu Hao is still in Zhaoge. We definitely have to make a trip there.”

Ah Lian replied, ”Maybe we should forget about it. If something went wrong, I would not be able to redeem myself.”

Shen Lian commented, ”Nothing would go wrong.” Actually, Shen Lian sensed the danger in this. After all, Zhou was not as deeply rooted as Yinshang and Da Xia. However, if he, the Emperor, was not capable of being an invincible force of deterrent, he should forget about ruling the Netherworld nor becoming the showstopper of destiny.

Yes, the situation could be dangerous but it was a chance for him to show himself. The weight of the vessel could show what was the deal with this person called Shen Lian.

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In the city of Zhaoge, there was a mansion adjoining the palace of Shang. It was the Residence of the Grand Preceptor, a gift bestowed by Tianyi to Wen Zhong. Tianyi also allowed Wen Zhong to set up his own governing department and this was a treatment that most royalties did not have.

The incident at the ancient village shook the Residence of the Grand Preceptor. The beautiful nun across of Wen Zhong opened her eyes and said, ”Wen Zhong, your mind is not still.”

Wen Zhong responded, ”I do not know what was that commotion. What should we do if Shen Lian left Yinshang because of that?”

The beautiful nun was the Lady Mother of the Chariot. She left the Bi You Palace and came for Shen Lian. If Shen Lian did not enter Zhaoge, the price she paid for leaving the Bi You Palace temporarily would have been a waste.

Wen Zhong knew best the price his mentor had to pay and that was why he was anxious.

The Lady Mother of the Chariot had a change of her always serious character. She smiled and said, ”This is not something you can change regardless of whether he shows up or not. There is no need for you to be anxious. This has always been your shortcoming. If you are too much of an opportunist, you will not be able to experience the natural subtleness of the meaning of Dao. It is my fault for teaching you too much at the beginning and it eventually held you up.”

Wen Zhong responded, ”My Honored Master, I am happy from the bottom of my heart that you have taught me so much. I am more than satisfied even if I can't catch up to your footsteps.”

The Lady Mother of the Chariot condemned, ”You are always like that. Anyway, everyone has their own practices. As for Shen Lian, I really hope to have a heart to heart talk with him for once. Despite everything, the breath that he possessed was indeed a direct descendant of my honored master. If it was not for the recognition of my mentor, this breathe would have been deadly.”

After all this, the Lady Mother of the Chariot had cast aside all her burdens. If Shen Lian was there, he would notice that the Lady Mother of the Chariot was like a withered tree that came back to life. She went beyond the clones of Gods and Humans, just like a new starting point after the end of a karmic cycle.

This was not the progress of the Lady Mother of the Chariot. It was the relief of letting go of everything, the abandonment of the fuss of gaining and losing, and the rediscovery of the beauty of the meaning of Dao.

This was not her peak but this version of the Lady Mother of the Chariot was definitely the toughest of all.