Chapter 129: Seventeen Years
help" Dou Mian stood upright in the air, drawing his sword and questioning."Thank you so much." Jiang Wang replied quickly.With his heart now at ease, Dou Mian turned and stepped into the welcoming p...Jiang Wang has left for a long time.
In a spacious and bright study.
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The current Duke of Huai is writing furiously.
The pile of pending documents towered high, seemingly never-ending...
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He always seems to have too much to do.
The son again died in battle, and the grandson also died in battle.
None of this had made his spine bend even a little.
He just worked quietly, as he had for many years.
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After writing furiously for a while, he suddenly seemed to remember something, paused for a moment.
“Give Lu Shuanghe a message.”
"If he can't manage his own people, then don't bother."
He said that casually, then lowered his head and continued writing.
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There was no sound in answer from the room.
But the will of the Grand Duke of Huai in Chu State would undoubtedly be implemented throughout Chu State... even the entire Southern Regions.
There is a mountain inside the territory of Yue, and the mountain has no name.
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There was an academy on the mountain, and the academy had no name.
But because this place is inhabited by the retired high official of Yue Guo Gao Zheng, who is well-known among the high-ranking officials of Yue Guo.
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At that time, people called it Hidden Phase Peak.
However, the mountain gate is always locked and few people walk the mountain path.
This place does not entertain visitors.
For years, only the moonlit mountains and wind remain.
A man in a high official's cap and ceremonial robe walked along the mountain path. His face, which was not particularly handsome, was as rugged as the path itself.
In fact, Jiě was not born ugly. When he was young, he raised insects and was stung by a venomous one, which left his face disfigured. Although the venom wore off, his appearance changed. This is what he looks like after years of raising insects.
However, with his family background and his power, he wouldn't be troubled by his appearance anyway.
...Two guards at the Tenglong realm followed behind.
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To call them guards is a misnomer; more accurately, they were servants. After all, cultivators at the Tenglong Realm's level couldn't possibly protect him from Ge Fei.
One holds a qin (a seven-stringed zither), the other a sword.
To follow him humbly was a display of status.
The qin is excellent, and the sword is also excellent.
The failure of the Shan Hai Realm did not cause Ge Fei's status to decline.
This generation of the Ge clan, no one could rival him.
> He is considered the most talented young person in all of Yue Guo. Looking across the entire nation, there isn't another youth who could rival him. Even going back a hundred years to the present day, only Gao Zheng when he was young could be said to surpass him.
> Yue Guo, this place, its pond is too shallow to raise a dragon. Someone like He Fei, a genius who wouldn't be considered weak even in Chu Guo, really doesn't need to worry about his peers in Yue Guo.
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But, struggles are never divided by age. The pressure he faces is sometimes the pressure of the entire Ge family.
At such a time, he ascended the steps, facing the mountain wind. His Confucian robes billowed, his pace was leisurely, and his demeanor was composed.
It is known to all that he was a disciple of Gao Zheng, the retired prime minister.
It's been a few days since I returned home, this is the first time I've come to see Teacher... If I don't come again, it would be really out of line.
Gev Fei wasn't the kind of person to ignore a summons, so he came.
"Master."
The guards holding their swords strode forward a few steps, a white thousand-mile voice transmission shell in hand. He respectfully said, "There is news from the mountain below that Yi Shengfeng of Nandou Hall wishes to pay you a visit."
Ge Fei, with a flick of his large sleeves, said, "No."
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The guard immediately relayed, "Young Master says he won't see you!"
It was only a short while.
A panicked voice echoed from within the Sound Transmission Box spanning a thousand miles: “He climbed the mountain!”
"Is this man crazy" Ge Fei furrowed his brow and waved his hand. "Go, go, go, all of you stop him and tell him I'm not here! What kind of person comes visiting and forcefully barges in!"
The guards holding the sword and the lute looked at each other, just about to turn away.
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A sound, like a ripping through space, raced from the mountain foot up to its waist.
The renowned reputation of the Ge family, why dare not to meet my invincible edge
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This voice was like the clang of gold and iron, with a kind of compelling sharpness.
To dare to intrude upon the territory of Yue, to storm the hidden Xiang Peak, and to overpower the direct descendant of the Ge family—this in itself is a sharpness that wounds.
Its sound has reached here, and the person is following the sound closer.
There's no escaping this any longer.
Ge Fei stopped his steps, squinted, and looked back.
But behold, the winding mountain path stretches far into the distance. On this rugged path, a man strides forward with great steps.
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A jade crown adorned his head, and a long sword hung at his side.
His countenance was stern, his brows furrowed with sharpness.
His eyes were like a still lake.
Infinite killing intent surged beneath the lake.
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The whole person was like a sword hidden in its sheath for many years but now almost ready to burst out!
Gēfēi, with the bearing of a scion of a noble family, immediately barked, "Is everyone in Nandou Hall so uncultured You are..."
This man, who reeked of killing and was chasing after someone's cries, without a word, transformed into a sword light and leaped. In the blink of an eye, he was gone!
Such a brilliant person.
He ran away at the sight of being criticized!
The mountain path was silent for a moment, only the wind rustling through his long robe.
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Ge Fei remained silent for a long time.
Suddenly, she let out a soft chuckle. "Well, well, look who it is," she said with amusement. "Seems like you're trying to make a quick exit."
He looked at the guard beside him: "What's wrong Do I look scary"
The sword-wielding guards only remember shaking their heads, frantically shaking their heads.
The guards who held the lute were plunged into a kind of unspeakable terror: "N-no...there isn't."
Gev Fei walked a few steps at random and came to the guard holding his sword. He let out a soft sigh, then suddenly drew his long sword like lightning!
The cold light has dissipated.
Bang bang!
Two bodies lay on the ground.
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Ge Fei knelt down, took out the Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Box that he had been guarding, pressed it lightly, inputted Yuan, activated the communication formation, and then said to the other side of the Sound Transmission Box: "Yi Shengfeng broke into Yinxang Peak, disturbed my master's practice, killed my guards, and took my name card to issue a summons. I want him wanted nationwide."
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He then threw the voice transmitter in his hand without waiting for a response from the other side.
As he rose, he had already cut him down with a single sword.
He hesitated for a moment, the anger in his eyes still seemingly uncontainable. With a backhanded slash of his sword, he cleaved the undamaged qin that lay on the ground in two.
The strings are broken, and the body of the qin is cracked.
Then he casually tossed the sword, which had just slain two men, aside.
Clang! Clang!
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The blood-stained sword rolled down the mountain path.
Gev Fei grinned.
"That's a bit too unlucky, isn't it"
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He looked up at the sky, lost in thought for a moment.
Then he took a step, continuing towards the summit.
At first, my steps were a little unsteady, as if I was hesitating and thinking. But the more I walked, the more determined I became.
Tap, tap, tap.
The boots stepped on the stone steps up the mountain, and finally reached the top.
>The building on the mountaintop is hardly a study hall, as there are few scholars within. There aren't even many books.
>From its form, it looks more like a Taoist temple.
Unfortunately, this place doesn't practice the Way either.
No gods, no ghosts, no entanglements.
The gate was tightly shut, with an iron ring shaped like a beast's head barring the way. It had already rusted, and the red paint on the gate had long since peeled off.
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Gao Zheng suddenly retired that year, the reason for which remains a mystery to this day. And the time spent locked up on this nameless mountain has never provided an answer.
Perhaps there will be none in this lifetime.
Ge Fei walked to the side door, gently pushing open the slightly ajar door panel. With a groaning squeak under its weight, he stepped into the courtyard. The tall banyan tree stood silent and imposing.
The courtyard was once again filled with fallen leaves.
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This place doesn't allow other people to visit, and there has never been a servant to attend to me.
Gao Zheng had no wife or children, and after retiring from office, he also cut off contact with his friends and neighbors.
In these seventeen years, only Ge Fei has come here.
Therefore, all these fallen leaves in the courtyard, on ordinary days, were just swept aside by the sweeping brush when someone came to sweep the floor.
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A broom made of bamboo, lay against the wall, its color faded and withered.
But Ge Fei had only walked past.
He stepped on the fallen leaves and walked in, the rustling sound echoing as he passed through the empty courtyard.
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The leaves are swirling in the wind.
He vaguely felt a sense of unease.
Where does it come from
"Whew..."
He let out a long sigh and continued walking forward.
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His aura was very calm.
But his eyes were black one moment and white the next.
After fluctuating so much, it finally returned to its usual appearance—slightly raised and not very spirited, a pair of eyes that matched this face well.
He crossed the main gate and stepped onto a narrow stone path. Winding its way for some time, it led him to the backyard.
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The backyard was just as deserted, with cobwebs in the corners.
He walked a few steps, glanced around slightly, and had already found the small gate in the backyard. He walked over and gently pulled open the wooden door.
So, he saw the back mountain.
A wooden door opened to the mountain cliff.
All that is like painting, mingled in time, reflected in the eyes.
A smooth white stone chessboard, an old man sitting in front of the board, frowning in deep thought.
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His brow was furrowed so tightly, as if it had been sewn together with invisible thread, as if it held an endless amount of sorrow.
He was solitary and austere, like a stone sculpture.
After him and the chessboard, there were high cliffs and clouds.
He was playing chess on a cliff, but although the board had nineteen lines running across it, there wasn't a single piece.
This feeling, this scene, this person.
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A kind of voiceless loneliness, a kind of eternal solitude.
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Who was he playing against And what move did he make
The man walked forward.
"Sit down." Gao Zheng suddenly said.
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Although the fine lines on his forehead are already somewhat prominent, his chiseled facial features still reveal some of his youthful charm.
That year, he must have been a handsome man.
Of course, like all beautiful things in the world, it was worn away by time.
He although said a word, said a character.
But this sentence seemed to have nothing to do with him.
His eyes were still fixed on the chessboard, his face clouded with worry. One couldn't tell what he was troubled about.
After thinking for a moment, Ge Fei sat down opposite him.
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Gao Zheng contemplated the empty chessboard for a long time.
Just as the expression of impatience began to show on Ge Fei’s face, the famous minister from Yue spoke up.
Over the past seventeen years, Ge Fei could only stand on the sidelines and watch; he was never allowed to take a seat at the chessboard.
"I hope he can understand, but I also don't want him to understand. I wonder if you can understand this contradiction"
Gao Zheng raised his head and looked at Ge Fei across the chessboard, his eyes very calm: "Chaos Zhu Jiu Yin"
Ge Fei's face changed drastically!
His eyes changed in an instant. His left eye was pitch black, devoid of whites, while his right eye was as white as snow, lacking a pupil. A terrifying aura awoke within him! It surged! It flared!
The blood surges, and the muscles are filled with power.
For a moment, heaven and earth seemed like a prison, murderous intent rising like wolf smoke.
But Gao Zheng just looked at him very calmly.
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The sky did not grow dark, nor did it become brighter.
Everything seems to be the same.
Or, he can't change anything.
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The silent confrontation lasted for some time.
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A piece of moss on the edge of the high cliff has fallen off.
Ge Fei suddenly smiled: "Why don't you call me Ge Fei"
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His terrifying aura instantly converged, and his eyes returned to normal.
He sat opposite Gaozheng, looking very gentle.
“Ge Fei won’t sit on this stool, won’t sit opposite me.” Gao Zheng said lightly.
Ge Fei immediately stood up and walked to the empty chessboard, pretending to be in deep thought. Then he asked, "Master, I don't understand. Who are you playing against"
An empty chessboard holds no answers.
Gao Zheng didn't give either.
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The Prime Minister who led the Meteor Immortal Alliance, once consulted the Dusk Drum Academy, and was hailed as the greatest statesman in Yue country's history, now seems to be just an old man living alone in the mountains.
He even spoke slowly, just saying: "Ge Fei hates cobwebs, fallen leaves and dust. From the age of five, he would help me clean up. I remember that time... he was not as tall as a broom."
His eyes were distant, as if piercing through time. Imitating the carefree and confident tone of a child, he said: "I am not as tall as a broom, but I wish to sweep across the world!"
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He narrowed his eyes and answered himself, "If a house is not swept clean, how can one sweep the whole world"
And now, sitting opposite him, this revolutionary said seriously: "I'll remember to clean up later."
Gao Zhe seemed to sigh, but it was as if he hadn't.
He was just sitting there, after all, speaking slowly: "You're too tense."
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He looked up and asked, "Why can't Ge Fei feel the danger"
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Turning to meet the old man's gaze, Ge Fei smiled and said, "You're right."
“You’ve lived in Yue Guo for so many days, the status of Ge's direct descendant can give you enough convenience. And you haven't even tried to understand me more, rashly trying to control me, making me cover for your identity... You are too arrogant.”
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Gao Zheng emphasized slowly, "In this world, you have no right to be arrogant."
Ge Fei lowered his head in acknowledgment: "You've taught me a lesson."
The two of them were just like a normal teacher and student.
One teaches seriously, one learns attentively.
“Pride is an obstacle to survival, and anxiety is the beginning of failure.” Gao Zheng said: “You need to solve these two fundamental problems first.”
Ge Fei said: "Please give me some advice, Master."
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“Just start doing things.” Gao Zheng said casually, “Go down the mountain now. Don’t kill anyone, and don’t use any force beyond what is necessary to resolve the mess you made today. You killed people, so you need to account for it. You need to take care of their aftermath and cut off any possible conflicts with Nandou Hall...”
"Understood." Ge Fei seemed thoughtful.
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“That’s all for today.” Gao Zheng said, turning back to gaze at his empty chessboard.
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Gevfei slowly raised his head, a smile playing on his lips: "You truly are an excellent teacher."
“Firstly, I am from Yue Country,” Gao Zheng said calmly.
Gev Fei stood up straight, bowed respectfully, and then turned to leave.
This trip was very different from what he had expected, but it was still rewarding.
Great harvest!
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When he got to the wooden door, he suddenly thought of something and turned back to ask, "By the way, how did you find me"
"That's knowledge for the next lesson," Gao Zheng said, looking at his chess pieces without raising his head.
"I haven't answered you yet, I wonder if I am the primordial chaos or Zhú Jiǔyīn."
"That doesn't matter," Gao Zheng said.
Ge Fei looked at his profile as he sat alone by the chessboard.
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It's like seeing a faded meticulously detailed painting.
He only saw a sorrowful old man.
I wonder why he is so worried.
His furrowed brows, like rivers, like mountains, like a desolate autumn scene... only I don't know if within them there is even a glimmer of sorrow stirred by that five-year-old.
"I am not even as tall as a broom!"
After all, that was truly seventeen years.
>e blink of an eye, he saw his own long blade had severed the opponent's head.By this point, the battle had progressed beyond his comprehension. No amount of further contemplation could grasp its subtl...