High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 221 - 136: A Finger Descends from the Heavens, Sealing Zangfeng State (Double - )

Chapter 221: Chapter 136: A Finger Descends from the Heavens, Sealing Zangfeng State (Double Chapter)

The Female Saint of the Yang Kingdom spends her years in quiet contemplation within the Grand Ancestral Temple, avoiding the outside world.

It is widely known that she only appears during the coronation ceremonies of successive Emperors, otherwise concerning herself little with worldly affairs.

Wen Chi, during this visit, although confident because of the "Elixir of Longevity," did not expect Wang Shu Yuanjun to take the initiative to appear.

After all, except for the times in his youth when he was naive and entered the Grand Ancestral Temple unaided, having met her a few times and receiving some guidance, Wen Chi’s relationship with Wang Shu Yuanjun was not considered intimate.

Although he calls Wang Shu Yuanjun "Granny," it is because her seniority is so great, almost beyond normal honorifics, and because the direct Royal Family does not want to lose their irreplaceable blood ties, thus using a rather vague term.

In reality, for a saint at least two thousand years old, Wen Chi was merely one, albeit a likable one, among many juniors like carps crossing a river.

Thus, seeing her take the initiative to appear now, Wen Chi, who had endured years of hardships and maintained a calm demeanor, couldn’t help but feel a surge of joy.

He had not informed his brother, the current Emperor of the Yang Kingdom, Wenxian, when he entered the Grand Ancestral Temple of Rui’an State on his own, the meaning clear as day.

If Wang Shu Yuanjun intended to remain neutral, then she should have continued to stay out of it.

If she intended to defend the current legitimate rule, she should have rebuked Wen Chi and told him to leave the Grand Ancestral Temple immediately, leaving Rui’an State forthwith.

But she chose to appear and inquire.

Does this imply that...she favors Wen Chi, who once received her guidance?

Regardless of whether Wang Shu intended this, the ambition Wen Chi had hidden for many years was now almost uncontrollable due to this joy.

He knelt on the ground, his voice trembling incessantly:

"That Ji Chengtian, willing to wait for the gap when a saint reincarnates, seeks the Elixir of Longevity, which is now in Zangfeng State of the Yang Kingdom, and it is soon to be in my grasp!"

Wang Shu’s hand remained atop Wen Chi’s head, feeling slightly cool, as she silently pondered for a moment:

"Elixir of Longevity... I see."

The Female Saint sighed, "After you obtain it, what do you intend to do?"

Wen Chi dared not lift his head, took a deep breath, and said:

"I have heard that in days past, the Grand Ancestor labored to establish the Yang Kingdom, working tirelessly, personally leading in battle, fighting for ten years, driving the Sixteen Southern Barbarian Kingdoms back three thousand miles with just one horse and rider, marking a boundary of ten thousand miles, his grandeur and magnificence unmatched!"

"I have served in the army for decades, followed the Grand Ancestor’s footsteps, measured those ten thousand miles of borders, and personally sketched every Boundary Stele he erected."

"No matter how rampant and malevolent the Southern Barbarian Blood Calamity Sect may be, upon seeing those Boundary Steles, they flee in disarray, without exception!"

Wen Chi’s voice was full-throated, erupting from his chest with ample breath, not like that of an elder man: "This is the prestige that our Yang Kingdom’s Grand Ancestor earned through his prowess!"

Wang Shu’s voice softened, tinged with reminiscence:

"He truly was a hero of remarkable character."

Wen Chi continued: "Among the Boundary Steles erected by the Grand Ancestor himself, the last Mountain and River Stele is the most famous, for it bears his handwritten inscription."

"He made a grand wish on that Boundary Stele—may the land and rivers endure forever, and peace prevail on earth."

Wang Shu remained silent.

The hand on Wen Chi’s head had left at some unknown point.

"However..."

He lifted his head slightly, his words firm and unmistakable: "Two thousand years of wind and rain have passed; his inscription remains, but the land and rivers have changed, and the world altered!"

"Even with the Grand Ancestor’s unparalleled Divine Power, such a heroic figure, he only lived to be eight hundred!"

"The span of life and destiny is a shackle on all beings, which none can defy."

"But now, the Elixir of Longevity has resurfaced, it is a true opportunity; overturning the celestial capstan is not impossible..."

Wen Chi took a deep breath, expressionless as he uttered words bordering on blasphemy: "My brother is merely a spineless weakling basking in the fruits of others’ labor!"

"For decades, it has been me who fought on all fronts, reclaiming for the Yang Kingdom the territories lost for millennia, but what about him?"

"He sits comfortably on high, enjoying luxury, doing nothing."

"But as I grow old, I must relinquish military authority, set aside my lofty ambitions, feign indulgence in debauchery as a washed-up old fool, just to keep my life!"

Wen Chi excitedly raised his head and, after decades, finally saw the true visage of this "Granny Wang Shu" once more. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

The woman standing before him was donned in stark simplicity, attired in nothing but black and white, a white silk hat cascading down her back, with a vivid black silk flower adorning the inner brim.

Beneath the soft hat, a serene and elegant face gazed down at the junior before her.

This was Wang Shu Yuanjun, the Female Saint of the Yang Kingdom.

Rumored to be the consort of the Yang Kingdom’s Grand Ancestor, she remained in the Grand Ancestral Temple without taking a single step outside, guarding his tomb.

The vague impression from Wen Chi’s childhood suddenly grew clear.

At that time, his father Emperor brought Wen Chi and his brother Wenxian along to pay respects to their ancestors. With boyish disregard, he strayed deep into the Grand Ancestral Temple and in front of a memorial tablet encountered a woman clad in mourning white.

Recklessly, he approached and called the woman "elder sister."

The woman turned around, her expression somewhat disoriented, and spoke a sentence.

This sentence, Wen Chi later forgot, only recalling that he was punished by his father Emperor to face a wall and reflect for an entire year.

But at this moment, inexplicably, he remembered it once more.