Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 328 The True Origin of the Small Mountain Village

Facing Zhao Gongming's questioning, Ye Feng was too lazy to bother with a response. Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Shi Yehong felt compelled to speak up, "Indeed, the Northern King's words were a bit much just now, but what he said is also true. He proposed establishing the Martial Academy three years ago, but it was rejected by both the Utility Pavilion and the General's Mansion."

"At that time, the Northern King had no choice but to create the Martial Alliance on his own. Seeing it starting to show some results, Xuanyuan Nation realized the importance of establishing the Martial Academy and wanted to restructure the Martial Alliance for that purpose. Just think about it, the Martial Alliance is the Northern King's blood, sweat, and tears.

If it were to be commandeered like this, would any of you feel at ease?"

Meng Changtao from the four said, "Of course we understand that the Northern King would not feel at ease, which is why we are gathered here tonight to discuss this matter. Moreover, the General's Mansion has always been rooted in martial training, and most matters related to Martial Dao in Xuanyuan Nation are handled by the General's Mansion.

The Martial Academy surely can't just disregard the General's Mansion, right?"

Duan Tian of the Great General's Mansion nodded heavily, "Exactly, the Martial Academy's organization can't go without us. As for the headmaster, well, that's one thing, but among the two deputy headmasters, one must come from our General's Mansion!"

Zhao Gongming stood up abruptly, slamming the table, "All this discussion will lead to no conclusion. One thing I must clarify is that upon the establishment of the Martial Academy, there will be four Supreme Elders, two from the Utility Pavilion, and two nominated by the Nine Great Sects. That has been decided!"

"As for the headmaster and deputy headmaster, they will be selected at the upcoming World Martial Arts Tournament. Therefore, the only matter up for dispute are the few instructor positions. It's decided by the Utility Pavilion that the Northern King will nominate two, and the other two will be selected from the Great General's Mansion. This matter is settled!"

At this point, Zhao Gongming turned his head to look at Ye Feng and said, "I know this might not be fair to the Northern King, but based on the previous principles, Northern King, you can propose other terms as compensation."

"This is the wish of the two elders!"

With that said, Zhao Gongming took his seat again, and no one else spoke up. Since it was the wish of the two Supreme Elders, there was nothing much to say. Who in the secular realm of Xuanyuan Nation could ignore the words of those two elderly figures?

Ye Feng pondered for a moment, then said, "Since that's the case, I have two conditions: first, from the Utility Pavilion's Treasure Vault, I want to choose one treasure weapon; second, I want five spots in the soon-to-be-opened Outer Battlefield."

"Five spots in the Outer Battlefield is not a problem. As for choosing a treasure weapon from the Treasure Vault Pavilion, that needs to be reported to the two elders," said Zhao Gongming before turning and walking away, evidently going to convey the message to the two Supreme Elders.

At this moment, in a small wooden courtyard behind the Utility Pavilion, filled with a bamboo forest, the two elders, Tang Bai and Zhuge Wuming, were sitting at a stone table, playing a game of Go.

Tang Bai held the white pieces, Zhuge Wuming held the black. The two took turns, and since they were just entertaining themselves, no one was taking it too seriously.

"What do you think about that young Northern King?" Zhuge Wuming suddenly asked unexpectedly.

"Northern King Ye Feng?" Tang Bai frowned reflexively.

"What's your opinion?" Zhuge Wuming raised his head to look at him.

At that moment, Tang Bai put the black piece he was holding back into the treasure box without an immediate answer. He slowly stood up, hands clasped behind his back, pacing as he looked around at the lush bamboo forest, sighed deeply, and then spoke.

"You probably have already seen the origins of the Cultivation Technique that the boy practices."

Zhuge Wuming couldn't help but smile, "I was the one who saved him; of course I can tell."

Tang Bai coldly said, "If you've already figured it out, then why bother asking me!"

It was evident that Tang Bai was quite angry, even the tone of his voice revealed a deep dissatisfaction with Ye Feng.

Zhuge Wuming still smiled, "Do you think the catastrophe from three thousand years ago will happen again?"

Tang Bai enunciated each word, "What I fear is not the replay of the catastrophe from three thousand years ago. After all, Xuanyuan Nation has already learned its lesson once, and we can take precautions. Isn't that the very reason we're establishing the Martial Academy early and promoting Martial Dao on a large scale?"

Zhuge Wuming still wore a smile and countered, "If you're not worried about the catastrophe from three thousand years ago repeating itself, then why would you bother asking me?"

Tang Bai sighed deeply, "What I'm worried about is the return of that person from three thousand years ago. Don't you know, the Cultivation Technique the Northern King is practicing is the very Martial Arts Study passed down from that figure three thousand years ago?"

At this, Tang Bai slowly raised his head, gazing into the vast night sky, and continued, "The person from three thousand years ago, while he unified Xuanyuan Nation and established an immortal legacy, which no one would deny, his later actions... burning books, burying Confucianism alive, and exterminating all other Dao Traditions."

"Furthermore, the construction of the Great Wall of Heaven and the mass production of soldier chamber pots, as well as the rampant civil engineering, caused misery for the people. Do you really want to see such a tyrannical rule of one man reestablished and repeated?"

Zhuge Wuming fell silent, just as the other had said. If that were really the case, Xuanyuan Nation would undoubtedly plunge into a state of utter misery, which would equate to a regression in history.

Not only did the Utility Pavilion not wish to see such an occurrence, but the entirety of Xuanyuan Nation and even the members of the Nine Great Sects certainly did not wish to see it happen.

The burning of books and burying of Confucian scholars from three thousand years ago was undeniably the most significant blow to the legacy of the Nine Great Sects, even leading to the severance of some of their Dao traditions.

Tang Bai abruptly turned around and continued, "Moreover, during this period, I sent secret agents to thoroughly investigate. Before the Northern King had grown in stature, he had visited a small mountain village in the Northwest."

"He had visited the small village before?" Zhuge Wuming, with his square and honest face, couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.

"Indeed, the boy hadn't stood out at all back then, quite unremarkable, but ever since he returned from the Northwest, he suddenly transformed, as if he became a completely different person.

His power improved by leaps and bounds, so there is good reason to suspect that the Cultivation Technique he practices was passed down to him by that old man from the Northwest!" Tang Bai declared in a grave tone.

Zhuge Wuming also slowly rose to his feet, his face turning from surprise to solemnity as he pondered, "If that's really the case, then we truly cannot afford to take it lightly."

Tang Bai suddenly snorted coldly, "That little mountain village in the Northwest, the criminals of three thousand years, their origin is unknown to most in the world, but you and I are very clear. Weren't the ancestors from that small mountain village the close confidants of a certain individual from three thousand years ago?"

"If it wasn't for that close confidant who could no longer bear the emperor's tyranny and betrayed him, along with the people of the Nine Great Sects who opened the Great Wall of Heaven, the Alien Races from the Alien Space-Time would not have invaded Xuanyuan Nation in large numbers, resulting in that catastrophe three thousand years ago!"

"It was also because of this reason that the close confidant felt immense regret, becoming the nation's criminal, swearing that their descendants must guard the Great Wall of Heaven generation after generation. This led to the continuation of that small mountain village in the Northwest under the name of criminals for three thousand years!"

Having said this, both Tang Bai and Zhuge Wuming fell silent. That episode from three thousand years ago involved far too many significant relations, and even for them, the elders of the Utility Pavilion, it was difficult to exactly reconstruct the scenario of that time.

Of course, if that old man from the Northwest who smoked the large tobacco pipe were here, he would certainly scoff at their words.

The world only knows the vast national resources consumed in the construction of the Great Wall of Heaven, which even led to countless civilians being rendered homeless or dying in vain. But how many people can see the result?

If it weren't for such a Great Wall of Heaven to hold back, the Alien Races from the Alien Space-Time would have already invaded the lands of Xuanyuan Nation, which would have certainly caused even more misery for the living beings.

In addition, regarding the burning of books and burying of scholars, back then, whether it was Confucianism or Daoism, all of the Nine Great Sects, in their pursuit of immortality, did not hesitate to try to forcefully open a channel to the Alien Space-Time. It was only for the stability of the overall situation that such actions were taken by the person in charge three thousand years ago.

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Speaking of the pursuit of immortality, that person from three thousand years ago could be said to be the most obsessed, even more so than the members of the Nine Great Sects, which eventually led to his relentless pursuit of the immortal sects from the Alien Territory, becoming indifferent to worldly matters, and ultimately being destroyed.

"We've strayed too far, after all, it is a matter of three thousand years ago, and the era today is not the same as it was then. The thoughts of our country's people have progressed, and are incomparable to those from three thousand years ago. So, there is no point in comparing the two, and we need not compare them anymore."

Zhuge Wuming suddenly chuckled, deftly steering the conversation back on track.

Tang Bai said, "Then let's get back to the point. What's your opinion on that boy, the Northern King?"

After serious thought, Zhuge Wuming reached a conclusion, "I think he is not bad, at least not right now. Therefore, I believe that we should not judge the present with the lessons of past history, nor should we rashly predict a person's future."

Tang Bai couldn't help but laugh, "There you go again with your dialectics, your little tricks. I'm not making wild predictions based on history alone. There's a pattern here. That boy has practiced the Cultivation Technique of that person from three thousand years ago and inherited his legacy.

According to the pattern, it is very likely that he will become the second version of that person in the future!"

Zhuge Wuming was still chuckling, "Don't worry, if that child really does become the second version of that person, you don't need to say anything. I'll be the first to act and end his life."

But no sooner had he finished speaking that Zhuge Wuming suddenly fell silent with a wry smile, shaking his head, "If it really came to that point, you and I might not be able to handle him. A paradox, this is indeed a paradox!"

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Tang Bai chuckled, "I am different from you. You've always been kind-hearted, and it has always been me playing the heavy. If that boy reveals even the slightest sign, I'll eliminate him with the force of a Thunderclap and nip him in the bud, like tonight. The boy's actions tonight were extremely vicious, nearly exceeding my tolerance.

Fortunately, after he achieved his goal, he did not directly settle accounts with the General's Mansion; otherwise, he would have surely died tonight!"

"Furthermore, if the boy does not agree to the reform of the Martial Alliance tonight, he must die as well. Someone so selfish and self-centered, if allowed to grow in power, is undeniably a grave danger. Therefore, I must kill him!"

Ye Feng had no idea that tonight he had walked a fine line at the Ghost Gate, but fortunately, he prioritized the greater good, with everything for the sake of Xuanyuan Nation.

At this moment, the antique mobile phone on the table in front of Zhuge Wuming suddenly vibrated, and he said, "Here it comes. I suppose they have come to a decision over there. Let's wait and see how the boy, the Northern King, chooses and if he disappoints you!"