Chapter 334: Chapter 217: The Emperor of the Divine Path, Crossing the Sea in the Flying Boat _2
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This is a catastrophe that could exterminate a clan!
âThatâs it?â
Feng Qingâan raised an eyebrow, unsatisfied with the judgment he had just heard.
âWhat about those noble children who also participated? From your description, it seems there wasnât just the Xiao Family involved.â
âThe punishment of the other families is more or less the same as my Xiao Familyâs. All the young ones involved were sentenced to death that night. Their souls were drawn out and sent to the Underworld prison for punishment!â
The City God replied.
âAre they really being punished? Or are they enjoying fortune and peace in the Underworld?â
Feng Qingâan had a peculiar look at the City God.
With the protection of the divine ghosts passed down from generation to generation, what sort of horror would thousands of years of accumulation bring? This Fengtian City, is it truly the Fengtian City of Da Jin, or the Fengtian City of the noble families?
âOf course theyâre being punished. I myself have suffered a blow from your brotherâs sword. How can they be enjoying a good life?â
The City God replied coldly.
As an ancestor, he would protect the younger generation of his family, but those who almost brought their family disaster deserved no protection.
âIf you donât believe me, young master, you can go and see the prison for yourself.â
âWhatâs there to see in that? Regardless of whether theyâre being punished or living comfortably here, isnât it all up to you, City God?â
Feng Qingâan knew the Underworld well; every blade of grass, every brick and tile, was at the mercy of the City God standing in front of him. The existence of this region was also because of the City God. If a divine ghost fell from its position and no one took over, the region would gradually collapse.
âIt seems the young master is not satisfied with what happened back then!â
âCity God, why donât you tell me, in everything that took place that year, be it the Underworld, the government offices, or even the five great families, was there any part of it that was satisfactory?â
Feng Qingâan, calm and composed, looked at the commanding City God.
âIf my elder brother hadnât just happened to pass through Fengtian City, this matter would have been swept under the rug, wouldnât it? Those innocent common people wouldâve died without knowing whoâd caused their calamity!â
âYou are right, if it wasnât for your brother, I would have remained unaware of what happened. I only heard that there was a demon causing trouble in the city and ordered the head official of the Punishment Department to investigate!â
âWhatâs the surname of that Shrine Official?â
Feng Qingâan, asked what seemed like an irrelevant question.
âShi!â
âTsk!â
Feng Qingâan showed a look that indicated things were exactly as he suspected. The noble families were entrenched, whether it was the court of the living world or the realm of the Underworld, they had their people everywhere.
The little demon fox, even though she had turned to the path of the demon, was just a plaything for peopleâs amusement. Even if the anger in her heart surged to the sky, she could only vent her frustration on commoners. She was not innocent.
However, if only she was beheaded, that would be a major injustice!
The demon fox indeed deserved to die, but those noble children who forced her onto the path of demons deserved death even more!
âSo, other than the blow my elder brother gave you, the Fengtian Underworld didnât make any additional explanations?â
âYes!â
âWhat is it?â
âAll the Yin Officials who kept silent and intended to cover up the truth were dismissed from their positions. For the next ten years, among the Fengtian Underworld, noblesâ people, one of the three will be saved!â
âA cure for the symptoms, not the cause!â
Feng Qingâan couldnât help shaking his head, but considering that his elder brother accomplished all this in a single night, it was actually quite impressive.
After all, the accumulation of power by the noble families over so many years made their submission and respect quite a feat. Surely you couldnât just kill everyone from people to divine ghosts, from top to bottom, right?
ââŠâ
The City God was silent at Feng Qingâanâs words.
On that night, both the Fengtian Underworld and the five major noble families in Fengtian City conceded too much, many people and divine ghosts lost everything before catching up, falling from the clouds to the dust.
As a result, this sensational event in Da Jin was sneakily covered up by the five major families working together in silent agreement. Only a handful of family leaders were aware, while most people were cluelessly watching the main branch of their families being demoted or even executed suddenly.
âLord of the City God, I heard that youâve been in this position for a thousand years?â
âWhat do you mean, Second Young Master?â
The City God sensed something amiss.
âLord of the City God, donât you find it boring to witness the same events unfold before your eyes for a thousand years? Donât you want to venture out into the wider world to explore and see? No matter how vast Fengtian city is, you must be too familiar with it!â
Feng Qingâan said with a smile.
âI donât find it boring!â
The City God responded somewhat coldly.
âIs that so? It seems that even after a thousand years, you, Lord of the City God, are not tired of Fengtian City. If it were me, I would be sick of it after five years, itching to hand over my position to someone else and go off on my merry way to other places!â
âAre you suggesting that I should abdicate in favor of a more capable person?â
âA thousand years, donât you think thatâs too long? Having been in this position for so long, you may consider it as yours, numbing your senses. Are you really unaware of the things that happened back then? Were your subordinates really capable of blocking your sight and hearing that easily?â
The white-robed young man said with a gentle smile.
If a mortal emperor claimed that his civil and military officials blinded his sight and hearing, Feng Qingâan would believe it. But he, who had just witnessed that towering figure, couldnât believe that the City God would be unaware of what was happening in Fengtian city.
Was he unaware, or did he not wish to know? Sitting on the throne of godhood for too long, what did the busy, bustling city dwellers, merchants, scholars, etc. mean to the City God in his eyes?
âI truly did not know. If I knew about this, before your elder brother opened the gate of the Underworld, I would have executed him!â
The City God responded,
âIf I were really covering for my descendants, you wouldnât be seeing me right now!â
âThatâs true.â
Feng Qingâan had to admit this point. The only thing one could criticize about the City God was his oversight.
Aside from this, there was nothing else to be said. Otherwise, his older brother would have executed the City God long before. Even though gods could revive themselves through offerings, Feng Qingâan didnât believe that it would work against his older brotherâs sword. If it had worked, then the River Water Monarch wouldnât have fallen back then.
âYoung Master enjoys traveling. In the future, when you get the chance, you should visit the East Divine Land. The abundant offerings there reach towards the heavens, shoulder to shoulder with the great sun. And the Divine Emperor of Taoism sits on high, overlooking the countless citizens. Not to mention a thousand years, even ten thousand years wouldnât be too long!â
Having paid a heavy price three years ago to barely satisfy the elder brother, the City God, who was dealing with this Second Young Master now, felt as if he was nitpicking.
He had only sat in the position of the City God for a thousand years. Could that be considered too long? How heavy was the price that the Xiao Family paid back then to support his rise to power? Now, he was asked to abdicate in favor of the capable?
Who was this more capable person? Would his successor do a better job than he had? He required himself to act like a gentleman in his lifetime, and even more cautiously after his death when he ascended to godhood. He had never done any wrongdoing.
Although he had made some omissions which led to a tragedy in the city, he was after all a god reborn through offerings. He wasnât omniscient and omnipotent; how could he take care of everything perfectly?
Even a saint would not require anyone to go through life without making any mistakes!
So who in this world could live a life without mistake?
âDivine Emperor of Taoism? If I have the chance, I will go see and broaden my horizons!â
After pondering, Feng Qingâan stopped picking on him. He could only say that this City God hadnât done a perfect job, not that his work was bad. If he were truly not up to par, his older brother would have removed him three years ago.
Thatâs the way of the world, one should not always expect perfection without any flaws. One can only ask the other party to do their best.
âI heard that Young Master Feng was thinking about becoming an apprentice to practice?â
The City God didnât want to continue discussing this issue with the Second Young Master Feng and abruptly changed the topic.
âDoes the Lord of the City God have any advice for me?â
âYou enjoy traveling. If youâre joining a sect, you should choose one that can maintain the Cross-sea flying boat as your first choice. This way, you can make use of the sectâs convenience to travel to other lands!â
Even though the conversation with Feng Qingâan was unpleasant and merely looking at his face made him feel a chill in his heart, the City God still offered his advice.
These two brothers with similar appearances were absolutely not to be trifled with, whether it was the elder brother or the current Second Young Master Feng that many true men of Taoism were eagerly trying to win over.
âCross-sea flying boat?â
Feng Qingâan had to admit, even though he didnât feel any affinity towards this City God, who was the strongest ghostly figure he had ever met, his words expanded his horizons quite a bit.