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75: Chapter 69: The Great River Flows East (Please Subscribe!) 75: Chapter 69: The Great River Flows East (Please Subscribe!) The wind and waves grew stronger, and even though the large ship anchored in the middle of the river, it still could not stop drifting with the waves.

The maidservants on the big ship had been dispersed a day earlier.

Now, only three people remained on the entire ship.

Jiang Qihu kept one hand on the hilt of the long sword at his waist.

He intently stared at the vortex in the center of the river, silently waiting for the “blood light” his master had spoken of to appear.

Ye Qinglian leaned against the ship’s mast, arms crossed over her sword, eyes closed in meditation.

The You Hai King, alone, sat at the bow of the ship.

He had ordered a jade desk to be set across the ship ahead of time, with fine wine laid out, and now he sat in front of the desk, pouring and drinking by himself.

His luxurious brocade robe was soaked by the dirty waves, but he didn’t care.

“Brother Qihu!”

After an unknown period, the You Hai King suddenly started speaking with a smile, “Do you know why this ship is named ‘Conqueror’?”

Jiang Qihu was startled, then shook his head.

The Conqueror…

This large ship had only been built nearly ten years ago, and if I remember correctly, it was also nearly ten years since Chu Lin started to frequently travel abroad, taking this ship to explore the North Sea.

“Forty years ago, I sat with my royal brother aboard a small boat, also at the entrance of the Carp Tide River and the North Sea,” the You Hai King looked up and murmured softly, “On that day, the weather was fine, and my royal brother said that one day, he would surely drive out the barbaric tribes to the north, conquer Da Li in the south, vanquish foes for thousands of miles, and expand the territories of Da Chu beyond tens of thousands of miles!”

Every word of this speech was powerful and resolute.

Ye Qinglian, who had been meditating with her eyes closed, opened her eyes and looked at the You Hai King.

“Back then, my royal brother was still young, to be precise…

back then, my royal brother was not yet my royal brother,” Chu Lin said with a low chuckle, filled with emotion, “But from a long time ago, I had firmly believed that every word he said would come true.”

Forty years ago, Da Chu truly was in a golden age.

It wouldn’t be long until the Dachu Dynasty would witness the birth of peerless twins and the emergence of many geniuses!

Ye Qinglian remembered, in that generation’s debates between the South and the North, selecting the proud talents, Da Chu was far ahead of Nanli—

It’s just a pity that all these prosperous scenes were shattered ten years ago!

The emperor passed away, and the kingdom’s fortunes were severed.

It’s hard to imagine, a great dynasty that monopolized the fortunes of the world, had in just ten years, gone from full bloom to withering and ruination.

Jiang Qihu’s gaze became somber.

He heard from his father that forty years ago, right after the Dachu Dynasty had recovered from the “bitterness” of the poisoned wine battles, the entire kingdom was in disrepair and desolation.

Despite the slump, not only the noble families but also the sects experienced a surge of fortune, countless geniuses were born, and heroes were as numerous as carps crossing the river…

If the late emperor was still alive, then conquering thousands of miles and establishing an everlasting foundation might not have been an empty promise.

“The great river flows eastward, washing away all…”

The You Hai King let out a long sigh as he tossed the wine cup into the river.

His sighs carried a mix of three parts irony, three parts cold detachment, and three parts melancholy.

“All has passed.”

“All has passed.”

This cup he offered not to himself, but to his royal brother who had died young.

It was also for the bold and expansive words once spoken upon the river.

And for the once-grand dream of empire, now shattered with the wind, covered in scars and wounds.

“These years I’ve often thought about how much longer those ‘old things,’ those ‘big shots’ in the Imperial City, will continue to wallow in ignorance, before they are willing to wake up—”

You Hai King changed the subject.

With a worried expression, he sighed, “Do they not understand?

If we don’t finish off that woman soon, Da Chu’s foundation will be ruined.”

He paused slightly after saying this.

Chu Lin looked expectantly at Jiang Qihu, his eyes full of anticipation, “Qihu, brother…

the others in Imperial City might not understand this, but your master must understand, right?”

Jiang Qihu froze suddenly.

It was unclear when, but the atmosphere aboard this broken warship had become exceptionally somber, and even breathing seemed to become difficult.

Jiang Qihu put on a brave face, but could only muster one phrase: “Prince…

be careful with your words.”

After the late Emperor’s death, the Great Chu Imperial City went through a period of extremely intense struggle and contention, eventually resulting in the relatively stable situation today.

The Imperial City division he was part of was serving the “that woman” You Hai King spoke of.

Noble families, sects!

Even such transcendent entities as the Dao Sect or Da Sui Sword Palace still had those they dared not offend!

The reason was simple.

In the world of Cultivators, the fist is the ultimate reason!

The power of the Dachu Royal Family was even stronger than the Dao Sect and Sword Palace—

Of course, the one in charge of the Royal Family, the “Sovereign of the Four Territories,” also had sufficient strength.

Given the current circumstances,

It was really inappropriate to make such remarks.

Especially…

in front of him, the Deputy Director of Imperial City.

“Sorry, a drunken man’s words are a sober man’s thoughts.”

You Hai King rubbed his forehead and chuckled, shaking his head as if to apologize for his earlier indiscretion.

But the next moment,

he spoke softly, “So…

Qihu, brother, does your master, who is said to have a profound understanding of the world’s affairs, really not understand such a simple truth?”

“Lord Chu.”

Jiang Qihu’s expression grew colder, and his gaze towards You Hai King was now unfriendly, “You’ve drunk too much.”

“Too much?”

“How much is too much?”

“Not too much at all.”

You Hai King slapped the jade case, stood up tall, his spirit soaring to the skies, “The day the Emperor and I drank together, we went through ten jars of wine!

How much is this now?!”

Looking at the half jar of wine that remained,

Chu Lin laughed at himself, “This wine, it’s of poor taste.”

The inferior wine of the past was once a delicacy of the human world, a drink one could enjoy tirelessly.

Now, even though he had nectar and ambrosia, he could not taste the flavors of the past.

With a “bang,”

You Hai King carelessly flung the jar of wine, shattering it midair, its contents mixing with the muddy waves of Carp Tide River.

“Jiang Qihu.”

Chu Lin no longer addressed him with a term of endearment.

He placed his hands on the railing, slowly turned, his back against the railing, and said with a smile, “I still understand your master.

A long time ago, I had great expectations of him because I knew Chen Jingxuan understood everything, saw everything clearly.

But now, I’m very disappointed because I realize that he might have a clear heart, but he chooses to do nothing…

He’s no different from those ‘old fossils’ in Imperial City.

If one day he truly becomes the State Preceptor, it’s likely he’ll still be the same.”