Remould the Glory of Sword Art
Chapter 52 - 52 52 Little National Master

52: Chapter 52 Little National Master 52: Chapter 52 Little National Master Late into the night, as the candle wicks burned out, no one knew what had transpired in the Wave Viewing Pavilion that night.

Jiang Qihu, reeking of alcohol, left in a carriage and returned to his residence, then dismissed his attendants.

Alone, he sat in the courtyard amidst the rustling fall of wilted leaves, which landed on the stone table, the pond, and atop the sheath of his saber.

Jiang Qihu pressed a hand to his forehead, sinking into the darkness surrounding him.

After a deep, long sigh,

Jiang Qihu spoke softly, “Since you’re here, why not show yourself?”

In the darkness,

a shadow gradually emerged.

Xie Xuanyi, wearing a mask, slowly approached the stone table and unceremoniously took a seat.

Although the Jiang Family owned many residences in Lichao City, Jiang Qihu favored this one the most…

It was here that, ten years ago, Xie Xuanyi had evaded the pursuit of the Great Chu Imperial City’s enforcers.

As he had expected, once the banquet at the Wave Viewing Pavilion ended tonight, Jiang Qihu returned here to rest.

“I am Jia Liu,”

Xie Xuanyi cut to the chase, revealing his identity.

The Dragon Wood Venerable had instructed Jia Liu to take the token and go directly to that “important figure” who betrayed the Qing State.

That person…

was none other than Jiang Qihu!

The Bai Ze Secret Realm was off-limits to ordinary folks…

but Jiang Qihu was no ordinary person.

As the saying goes, a tiger father does not beget a dog son.

Jiang Lie, in his later years, was blessed with a son named “Qihu.” Jiang Qihu displayed an extraordinary talent for martial arts from a young age, and despite his youth, he was matchless in Qing State; he even made it into the top five of the Heavenly Pride List during an era brimming with geniuses…

such a record was quite impressive.

Jiang Qihu had wanted to be a great hero like his father, defending the frontier.

Unfortunately, the Dachu Royal Family dismissed the garrison commander.

Because of clan reasons, he was coerced into entering the Imperial City, under the watchful eyes of the royalty, and became a member of the Refining Department…

This was not necessarily a good thing.

Allowing the son of Jiang Lie into the Refining Department had the undertone of a chess move meant to balance and entangle, but Jiang Qihu caught the eye of the Little National Master, Chen Jingxuan, and made swift progress.

He not only improved his cultivation rapidly but also became the youngest Deputy Director of Imperial City in history.

This position and status placed him far above millions of others.

He even surpassed the achievements of Elder Jiang back in the day.

No one would have thought.

That such a promising and loyal successor… would be the traitor who sold out Qing State and betrayed Da Chu.

Xie Xuanyi, from a distance, quietly observed Jiang Qihu.

Similarly,

Jiang Qihu was also watching Xie Xuanyi.

“The Demon Country is indeed in a hurry.”

He massaged his forehead and let out a long breath of alcohol.

He had sensed the presence of this young man before he had even stepped into the residence, so he had intentionally sent away his attendants, leading to this private encounter between the two.

Jiang Qihu said mockingly, “The You Hai King’s banquet has just ended, and you’re already here for a meeting…

Isn’t the Dragon Wood Venerable afraid of being discovered?”

In this Lichao City, eyes were everywhere.

“The Primordial Instrument can’t be monitoring you,”

Xie Xuanyi leaned back in a relaxed manner, “You are the Little National Master’s favorite, unhindered from the Imperial City to Qing State… You are the last person the eight hundred miles ban would suspect, as well as the last person the Primordial Instrument and ubiquitous eyes would tail.”

These words evoked a strange feeling in Jiang Qihu’s heart.

He narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing closely.

This Jia Liu seemed quite young.

At first glance, he didn’t possess much Primordial Energy, seemingly only at the level of the second realm…

But for a spy of the Demon Race entrusted with a significant task, the power of the second realm was surely not enough.

It must be said, his cultivation was well concealed.

Jiang Qihu took another careful look.

Hmm?

Why is it still the second realm?

Jiang Qihu’s eyes, originally clouded with a slight drunken haze, suddenly became clear as he abruptly stood up, sending a shower of red leaves fluttering down and stirring up a strong gust of wind within the courtyard.

“You are not a spy from the Demon Country.”

The voice of Jiang Qihu was as cold as ice.

Overflowing with killing intent, almost solidifying into reality, the stone table under his hand had already cracked and shattered, the fractures spreading out inch by inch.

“Of course I am.”

Xie Xuanyi leaned back slightly, distancing himself from the stone table.

He took out the ring, displayed it under the moonlight for a brief moment, then put it away again.

Xie Xuanyi said, “According to the arrangement between Dragon Wood Venerable and your side, I have reported the name ‘Jia Liu’ and taken out the unique Divine Soul Demon Artifact…

This alone should prove that I am the ‘spy’ who was supposed to meet with you in Lichao City.”

Jiang Qihu’s expression changed unpredictably.

“However, I have not come for the Bai Ze Secret Realm tonight.”

Xie Xuanyi also stood up.

The red leaves, shaken by the force emanating from Jiang Qihu, flew up and landed on his black robe.

Xie Xuanyi, draped in red leaves and dew, gave a slight bow and said softly, “Lord Jiang, I am here tonight, in fact, to have a few words with the ‘Little National Master’.”

“Do you know what you’re saying?”

Jiang Qihu couldn’t help but laugh at this statement.

Who is the Little National Master?

Matchless in talent, above ten thousand in status, sitting alone in the Imperial City, single-handedly steadying the nation’s fate.

Such a person is not someone a minor spy from the Demon Country could just see and talk to as he wishes, right?

Xie Xuanyi also laughed.

This request…

was indeed presumptuous and foolish.

But it was not impossible.

“Lord Jiang has just rushed over from the Imperial City, so I presume you’ve only just parted with the Little National Master?”

Xie Xuanyi spoke unhurriedly, “Chen Jingxuan’s divinations are exhaustive, his predictions divine; I’m afraid that before departing, he would have already instructed Lord Jiang on how to deal with the You Hai King at the night banquet…”

Jiang Qihu’s smile momentarily froze.

“With his personality, aside from repeated admonitions…

He most likely left you with one or two silk bags.”

Seeing Jiang Qihu’s expression, Xie Xuanyi knew he had guessed correctly.

He gestured invitingly with his hand and said, “Regarding my presumptuous request, why don’t you take a look at the silk bags on you before making a decision?”

Jiang Qihu looked at Xie Xuanyi with a much more solemn expression.

This fellow, he knows me well, and he understands the Little National Master…

“I know the Refining Department has a treasured item called the ‘Ruyi Order,’ which allows soul communication as long as both parties leave a wisp of Soul Fire.”

Xie Xuanyi caressed the demon ring in his hand, smiling as he spoke, “Alternatively, you could directly use the ‘Ruyi Order’ to contact Chen Jingxuan and clarify the current situation.

Perhaps…

he is the one who wants to have a chat with me?”

Such Divine Soul communication treasures were not exclusive to the Demon Country.

Within the Da Chu, many major sects and great families had similar means of interaction like the “Ruyi Order.”

“…”

Jiang Qihu fell into contemplation.

He silently reached into his waist pouch, found the silk bag, and then with a surge of force in his palm, his Primordial Energy ignited into fierce flames, burning the silk bag…

The message of his Divine Soul followed the flames and slipped into the Soul Sea.

After a long silence,

Jiang Qihu looked at Xie Xuanyi with complex emotions, then he took out the Ruyi Order.

The instant he ignited the token with his Soul Fire,

from the Imperial City, a mellow, tranquil voice came through…

“Qihu, give the ‘Ruyi Order’ to him.”