405 A Sword About to Wake Up

In Xunyang City, there were currently only two parties with thequalifications, or perhaps the confidence, to oppose Zhu Luo's might. Thosewere Xue He with the Northern Zhou army and Hua Jiefu with the Orthodoxybranch. From Zhu Luo's appearance, the Li Palace's attitude was exceptionallyclear. Now the Divine Empress had agreed that Su Li should die, so Su Li reallywas going to die, only…Zhexiu was still imprisoned in the Zhou Prison. Mo Yufound herself somewhat incapable of confirming just what the Empress thought ofChen Changsheng. In the end, she could not hold it back and raised up the doubtin her heart. "If Chen Changsheng persists in defending Su Li, what then?" The Divine Empress calmly replied, "You must not forget what sort of personZhu Luo is." Of the four surnames of Tianliang, Liang Household had silently endured for athousand years, and then in that great chaos ten-odd years ago, their spirithad been snatched away by Su Li's single sword. Although the present LiangWangsun was very outstanding, it was already impossible to reconstruct theformer magnificence of the Liang Household. The Wang clan was alreadyhalf-collapsed. Its old mansions had long since become a stretch of ruins. Evenwith a person like Wang Po of Tianliang, they had still been compelled to movesouth. Only Zhu Luo had good relations with the old Imperial clan and was alsoextremely close to Mei Lisha. His moving against Su Li in Xunyang City, withouteven needing to ask, was assuredly the will of the Li Palace. As a matter ofcourse, he would definitely not allow Chen Changsheng to die. As for what if an accident occurred? The Storms of the Eight Directions wereexceedingly outstanding experts. After Su Li was heavily injured, Zhu Luo wasthe sole supreme existence in Xunyang City. He had complete grasp over thesituation, so how could an accident occur? Mo Yu understood everything and onlythen did she truly relax. Gazing at the Empress's beautiful and dazzlingprofile, she thought to herself,and what about you? Does the Empress want Chen Changsheng to live or to die? Some people die in order to kill others, like Liang Xiaoxiao. Some people meetdeath in order to save others, like Chen Changsheng or Wang Po. There was also someone who was doing their utmost to live so that they couldhelp others live. That person was Qiushan Jun. When the clues about the Garden of Zhou had appeared on the continent, as thenumber one Ethereal Opening cultivator, Qiushan Jun received the plans of theFive Saints and entered some place. Under the encirclement of several demonexperts at the same level of cultivation as him, he wrested away the key to theGarden of Zhou. For this affair, he had disappeared for many days, missing outon the opportunity to attend the Grand Examination and enter the Mausoleum ofBooks to view the monoliths. He also did not know that the Mount Li Sword Sectand the Qiushan clan were determined to visit the capital to propose. Inaddition, he had been heavily injured during this affair and it was difficultfor him to completely recover. But this was all worth it, because the Garden ofZhou had landed in the hands of the humans, because by encountering desperatestraits, he had exploded with an unprecedented energy. The true dragon bloodwithin him awoke once more, letting him successfully break through into StarCondensation in one go. Just like before, he had once again shocked the entireworld. Who could reach Qiushan Jun? Chen Changsheng had taken the first rank of thefirst banner in the Grand Examination; in the Mausoleum of Books, he hadattracted an entire night of starlight; together with Xu Yourong, they were theyoungest upper level Ethereal Opening cultivators in history; but he stillcould not catch up to Qiushan Jun. There were some priests of the Li Palace aswell as people like Tang Thirty-Six that thought about this differently. Intheir view, Chen Changsheng was still young and he had only cultivated for oneyear, yet he was able to reach such a level of cultivation. If he wanted tocatch up to Qiushan Jun, it was something that would happen sooner or later,even so much that they believed that when Qiushan Jun was compared to ChenChangsheng, it had the feeling of the big bullying the small. But the fact of the matter was that Qiushan Jun was still not yet twenty andhe was younger than Gou Hanshi by one year. It was just that his true dragonblood and cultivating talent were too earthshaking, his conduct and bearing tooperfect, and he had grown famous too early, up to the extent that ChenChangsheng's supporters and Qiushan Jun's worshippers alike forgot this fact. To not yet be twenty and possess a Star Domain, just what sort of concept wasthis? This was a legend. As long as he could cultivate and live as tranquillyand courageously as he had in these past twenty years, then there was a highchance that he could become the second Su Li. No, in the view of countlesspeople, he was more earnest than Su Li, more trustworthy. The human worldrequired even more his type of person. But first, Qiushan Jun would have to survive. Black Robe had disturbed that rainbow that crossed ten thousand li and hadalso caused Qiushan Jun's injuries to worsen. Soon after, in order to stabilizethe rainbow, to reopen the Garden of Zhou as quickly as possible and let thehuman cultivators leave, Qiushan Jun had spent night and day incessantlypouring his true essence and the Qi in his blood into the rainbow, regardlessof his severe injuries. When the main gate of the Garden of Zhou finallyreopened, his mind relaxed a little. He could no longer endure and afterclosing his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep on the prayer mat. He did not truly fall unconscious, but rather used a secret technique of thepath of the sword that only he knew in all of Mount Li—Sword Rest. When Martial Granduncle Su Li had taught him swordplay for one month, thefirst thing Qiushan Jun had been taught was Sword Rest. A person in Sword Restlooked just like he was in a coma. The difference lay in the fact that a personin Sword Rest could still hear noises from the outside. But because all of histrue essence and essence blood had to be used to suppress and mend his injuriesand clear his Dao heart, there could be no other differences. Even if a singledrop of essence blood was used to maintain movement, even if he wanted to justmove a finger, it would cause his injuries to completely break out. To describeit in another way, the current Qiushan Jun was like a blind and paralyzed youthon a bed. The reason Qiushan Jun had so resolutely poured all his essence blood into therainbow was that he was concerned about his fellow cultivators in the Garden ofZhou, and worried about Junior Sister Xu Yourong. It was also because heclearly understood that even though he was making his injuries worse, he onlyneeded to maintain forty-nine days of Sword Rest to completely mend all hisinjuries. At present, many days had already gone by. The time when he would awaken from his Sword Rest was still several days away. He wanted to wake up in advance. Even if he were to suffer heavy injuries, hestill wanted to wake up. Because for many days, many noises had been continuously transmitted into hisears. There were cries of alarm, voices of concern, voices of discussion, and thenonce again cries of alarm. Third brother…died? Liang Xiaoxiao…died? His Dao heart received a heavy blow.He was aggrieved to the extreme, and at the same angered to the extreme.Justwho was it, just who dared to slay a fellow disciple of Mount Li! Just whodared to kill one my Seven Laws! Just who dared to kill my…junior brother! But he could do nothing. He could only listen to the trembling voice of theSect Master as well as the quiet voices that were gradually getting furtheraway. In the dark world of the Sword Rest, Qiushan Jun gradually regained hiscalm and was faintly able to perceive that there was something wrong with thismatter. After some days had passed, Junior Brother Qi Jian was brought back. He wascarried into the Sect Master's dwelling, right in the bed in front of him. Right now, in the highest peak of the mountains of Mount Li lay twounconscious disciples. Just who had done it? Just what had gone on in the Garden of Zhou? Qiushan Juncalmly and even callously pondered this. He was like a sword that was restingin its sheath, ready at any time to reveal its edge. He closed his eyes and heard many names. Zhexiu, Zhuang Huanyu…Chen Changsheng. Was it like this?