I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!-Chapter 536 - 225: They All Deserve to Die! (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Chapter 536: Chapter 225: They All Deserve to Die! (Seeking Monthly Votes)

The main hall returned to tranquility.

Silver-white moonlight poured down, casting a trapezoidal glow through the mahogany door eaves.

Chen Yuan stood outside the reach of the moonlight, shrouded in the dim shadows of the darkened hall, even his silver-white hair appeared grey.

He looked at the empty courtyard outside the door, a faint coldness in his eyes.

Since the chaos at the banquet that day, from the moment Chen Yuan joined "Extreme Calm Heaven", he had stayed in the Duke Jingye Mansion.

But unlike his training of the Sword Dao in Wuliang Mountain, he spent more time reading various texts each day.

Mainly "Wei Dynasty Chronicles", "Kyoto Prefecture Chronicles", and "Tianyuan Continent Era Ceremony", mostly to understand the situations of the court, the Marquises, the civil servants, and the noble families.

From them, he discovered some clues.

However, several key parts were missing in these texts, so to investigate the hidden secrets, he needed to find an opportunity to contact the Left Chancellor.

In addition, Chen Yuan also read some military books to prepare for the upcoming Devoted Army training.

In his spare time, he would sit beside the Spring Rain Sword, looking through the window at the Sky-reaching Sword Pillar above Duke Wu An Mansion, spreading his Sword Intent to probe the situation in Kyoto Prefecture.

Through this, he also learned of Lu Fang’s recent actions.

"Lu Fang... competing with prodigies from various sects to improve his ’Prodigy Rankings’, and befriending martial world guests, noble family sons..."

"What is your true purpose?"

Chen Yuan remained in the dark, just like the task Lu Fang had instructed just now.

—Unite the censors to petition the Holy Emperor to confine Wang Yang to the Heavenly Prison!

"Wang Yang, debauchery, peculiar!"

Chen Yuan frowned slightly, recalling the scene at the banquet that day.

That day, the disciple of that Great Master had stood up to stop Chen Yi but was immediately suppressed by his younger brother.

It seems this University Scholar from Kyoto Academy was overly upright, lacking the shrewdness compared to Xie Dongan.

Although Chen Yuan himself wasn’t adept at mundane affairs and worldly sophistry, he could at least discern who not to provoke.

Just like Chen Yi that day, an ordinary person couldn’t have spoken then without meeting instant death, thanks to his younger brother’s restraint.

After pondering for a moment.

Chen Yuan thought again of what Lu Fang had said—Wang Yang’s debauchery in Kyoto Academy, causing him to frown deeply.

How could such an inflexible and unadaptable University Scholar suddenly degenerate to this?

Moreover, Wang Yang, being the last disciple of the Great Master, even if his character was set aside, his Confucian cultivation and knowledge wouldn’t be lacking.

How could he commit acts of debauchery in Kyoto Academy?

"It’s him!"

Chen Yuan could only attribute this matter to Lu Fang, though he wasn’t sure how the latter did it.

Could it be that Wang Yang was also a member of "Extreme Calm Heaven"?

No, it probably wasn’t!

After much thought, Chen Yuan still had no clue, returning to his desk and sitting down, his gaze falling on the Spring Rain Sword on the ground.

If it were his younger brother, he might be able to deduce a thing or two from this...

Since a young age, Chen Yuan knew Chen Yi was extremely intelligent, able to handle both martial arts and studies with ease.

While he himself was rather dull-minded, apart from brute force and resilience, he was not proficient in Martial Arts or Confucianism.

He never expected that such a self would find himself reading and learning after returning to Kyoto Prefecture.

One must admit, human destiny is quite mysterious.

Looking at the Spring Rain Sword, Chen Yuan’s face involuntarily showed a hint of sadness.

He thought of Chen Yi, and also of Ling Yinrong, if only those two could stand by his side, perhaps...

At this moment, a sound of coughing came from outside, steadily approaching from far to near.

The hunched figure of Zhou Tiance appeared at the door, one hand on the door frame looking at him.

"Yuan Er, you’re still not resting so late?"

Chen Yuan paused, stood up, and bowed, "Grandfather, I was thinking about the matters of tomorrow’s court session."

Zhou Tiance’s aged face showed a moment of recognition and then a smile, as he slowly walked in while comforting:

"The Holy Emperor will hand the Tiger Talisman to you tomorrow, and possibly give other orders concerning our Devoted Army, you simply need to agree to them."

As he spoke, Zhou Tiance coughed, sitting stiffly by his side, appearing as if his body was heavily injured.

"You’ve just succeeded to the title of Duke Jingye, it will take some time to get familiar, the Holy Emperor won’t be too harsh, rest assured."

Chen Yuan nodded, observing him, and asked with a hint of doubt, "Is Grandfather’s health getting better?"

Zhou Tiance’s smile paused briefly, his throat hoarse with phlegm, saying:

"This old man feels much comforted seeing the Zhou Family has a successor, this health is like a flicker of life, getting a bit better."

"Ah... I must admit, this old man is grateful to you, if you hadn’t agreed to succeed the title, I’m afraid I would have died feeling unfulfilled."

Chen Yuan pursed his lips without speaking, then poured two glasses of wine, handing one to Zhou Tiance:

"Grandfather, drink a little less."

Zhou Tiance took the glass, smiled, and said, "This old body can still hold out for a while, drinking a bit more is no matter."

With that, he took a sip and then drained the glass.

Chen Yuan also finished his cup, pondering, "Grandfather, I have a few things I’d like to ask about the Devoted Army... if you don’t mind?"

"No need for formalities within the family, just speak your mind."

"A few days ago, I inspected the current Devoted Army personnel, it seems that the soldiers recruited this time are more than previous times?"

"Yes, by thirty percent," Zhou Tiance coughed a few times, his cloudy eyes lowered, looking at the corner of the table:

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