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Chapter 232: The War Rekindles, One Year Later, A Way to Escape
🕑 Added 2024-11-15 16:24:39 +0000 UTCThe earth boiled as fire from the ground surged, thunderous clouds raged, and heavenly flames descended.
Outside Yang City, it was a scene of utter devastation.
The region surrounding Yang City was also in various states of upheaval.
At the first sign of the Ten Suns Rising, high-ranking warships were deployed from Yang City.
Since even officials of the Fifth Rank could barely survive this disaster, those below the Fourth Rank were forbidden from venturing outside the city to assist others.
But that didn’t mean lower-ranked officials were idle; apart from maintaining stability within Yang City, a large number of Fifth and Sixth Rank Shennong were stationed at the city's borders, attempting to expand Yang City's safety perimeter.
Zhao Xing also joined their ranks.
At this time, his Fortune level was still fluctuating, but it only wavered between Derivation Three and Derivation Five, never falling below Derivation Three.
Meanwhile, outside the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven, things had exploded into chaos.
The entire Da Tong Prefecture was stirred up, as the corresponding location of the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven was none other than Five Plate Mountain within Da Tong Prefecture.
Now, at the stronghold outside the Cave-Heaven gate on Five Plate Mountain, people on each warship were utterly shocked.
The lake at the entrance had begun to boil violently, shrinking to one-tenth of its original size in an instant.
The ground around it cracked, and waves of scorching heat surged skyward from the lake’s surface.
This even affected the celestial phenomena over Five Plate Mountain in Da Tong Prefecture.
However, the unusual celestial events were quickly suppressed.
At the same time, news of the Ten Suns Rising rapidly spread.
"What? Is this a mistake? The Ten Suns Rising occurred within the Cave-Heaven? Wasn’t it said that it would no longer happen? Didn't the Cave-Heaven upgrade?"
"It's absolutely true. The Military Realm has already issued a warning; even Fifth Rank officials are forbidden from leaving Yang City! Because there’s a high chance of death! Even the barriers on warships below the Seventh Rank can't withstand the searing heat of the Ten Suns!"
"To hell with it! I just bought a slot!"
"Hurry, refund that slot!"
"It's over! My son just went in..."
"Father, brother..."
Some were crying out in shock and grief, while others breathed sighs of relief.
"Thank goodness my slot wasn’t confirmed. I truly owe that commissioner who refused to pull strings for me."
"I just spent five million on a slot but hadn’t had the chance to go in yet... Still, it’s better to lose money than lose my life..."
"I was only one moment away—had I gone in a minute later, I'd be in there now. Thank the heavens!"
…
On the fifteenth of August, Liu Tianning returned to Yang City, and Zhao Xing breathed a sigh of relief.
On the twentieth of August, the rescue warships returned one by one.
Simultaneously, the Military Realm announced that there were no survivors outside Yang City.
The rescue operation concluded, leaving only stabilization efforts at the city’s outskirts to continue.
Standing at the edge of Yang City, Zhao Xing looked up at the sky. Though it was still the Ten Suns Rising, the tenth sun was already starting to dim.
He closed his eyes and entered a dream state.
"Compared to my previous life, the power of the Ten Suns Rising this time is significantly weaker."
"In the previous life, the rescue team returned after just three days with virtually no one left to save, whereas this time, it took seven days."
"In the previous life, it started at the end of August and continued until mid-September. Now, before reaching September, the tenth sun is already dimming. I predict it will reduce to the Nine Suns Rising by early September."
"Though the grand scheme hasn’t changed, the subtle influences are indeed earth-shattering," Zhao Xing mused.
He was confident that the current Ten Suns Rising had not claimed as many lives as in the previous life.
With its weakened power, the Military Realm had more time for rescues! Furthermore, Liu Tianning issued a warning in advance, demonstrating a swift response.
It was enough time for most people near Yang City to retreat.
There was also the matter of timing.
The Ten Suns Rising occurred on the thirteenth of August this time, instead of the end of the month. This gap of several days meant that not as many people had entered the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven.
"Lastly, the change in responsibility," Zhao Xing noted silently.
"In the previous life, Xuan Tian Sect's actions probably went unnoticed and were deemed a natural disaster!"
"Although some officials still faced consequences, natural disasters were considered acts of God. Since the officials within the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven responded promptly, the impact wasn’t significant."
"But now, it’s a man-made catastrophe, which makes all the difference. I’m afraid many people are going to have a hard time."
"But Liu Tianning will undoubtedly be recognized for his merit. The Military Realm’s Fortune Disk will surely reexamine the results, and without Liu Tianning, the outcome would be entirely different."
"Old Liu returned on the fifteenth, and his Myriad Techniques Building Ship saved over 3,700 people!"
"Many people's destinies changed, and this change is owed to Liu Tianning."
"Old Liu’s merit is my merit, and my goal is achieved."
The benefit of this venture lay in Liu Tianning.
Since his backer was Liu Tianning, a strong backer meant he grew stronger as well.
With Liu Tianning gaining favor, Zhao Xing’s status as his disciple would naturally rise.
Especially for families with high-ranking experts, this favor couldn't be left unreturned—they wouldn’t be able to sleep at night without doing so.
More importantly, Zhao Xing had stayed out of direct involvement, so when the Military Realm conducted post-incident inquiries or the Southern Barbarians and various sects focused on the matter, their attention would be on Liu Tianning and Lord Luohou.
"The risk I took was small, but the hidden benefits are huge." Zhao Xing opened his eyes. "Now, we just wait for the results to be processed."
…
On the night of the twentieth of August, after the rescue operation concluded.
Lord Tianyan received the results of the officials' investigation that night.
"The disaster in the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven was bound to happen. However, the Xuan Tian Sect's cultists hastened the event," an elderly official with white hair reported solemnly to Lord Tianyan.
"So, are you saying that the Ten Suns Rising would have occurred even without interference from the Xuan Tian Sect?" Lord Tianyan asked.
"Based on the Fortune Disk's deductions, yes," the elder nodded. "However, how it will be classified still depends on the decisions of the central administration and His Majesty."
"I understand." Lord Tianyan accepted the official document handed to him, his expression grave.
If it were a purely natural disaster, the penalties would not be too severe. However, if human interference was involved, it changed the nature of the incident entirely.
Given the personality of his imperial brother, a significant number of officials were likely to suffer, and even Lord Tianyan himself would likely face repercussions.
…
As the court awaited the central government’s final judgment, Zhao Xing was not idle. He monitored the list of casualties to see how many people he knew had died.
First, there was Ji Ziyun. He survived, but his rank fell from a perfect Sixth Rank to the Seventh Rank.
That was already fortunate; as a member of Liu Tianning’s team, he was easier to locate when Liu Tianning’s rescue team arrived, which ultimately saved him.
Among Yi Rong, Nangong Ye, and Qi Yuangjun, only Nangong Ye survived.
Qi Yuangjun and Yi Rong, two Seventh Rank heroes who had previously shone in the first phase of the Southern Barbarian War, did not make it through.
As for Cai Jin and Feng Qiu, Lu Bang's two disciples, only Feng Qiu survived, while Cai Jin perished.
Other martial talents Zhao Xing had met during his training, like Fu Ying, Zhang Jie, and Hu Bing, were not so fortunate. However, Chen Shijie survived.
Shi Yong, Zhuang Zhiqing, Cao Shuang, Jiang Tianming, Feng Qiu, and Li Feng were among the lucky ones to survive.
Helian Lie and Zhuo Li from the Lieyang Army were also casualties.
And even the son of Guard Commander Wei Yuan, Wei Hong, had lost his life.
…
Zhao Xing recognized many names on the casualty list.
It even included prominent figures like Wen Shaoyang and Yu Ziqi.
"Such a pity about Yu Ziqi, that swordmaster…" Zhao Xing shook his head, sighing at the thought that these two had managed to secure spots later when some quotas had opened up, without him even knowing.
Some names on the list even caught him by surprise.
"Lu Yuanwei injured? He was also in the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven?"
"The 'Son of Fortune' himself struck by a meteor and losing an arm."
"Lu Yuanwei was the main commander at the Green Gang Crystal Mining Area. I can’t believe he was injured…"
Over on the Extreme Night Sea side, Pei Yuanchang was alive, as was the thirteenth prince, Ji Chen, but Prince Ji Dan, King Liang’s youngest son, was not so lucky. Ji Ye was also still alive.
"How did Ji Dan die? With his strength and equipment, he should have survived…" Zhao Xing was puzzled, though, in the face of many Fifth Rank deaths, a mere Ji Dan was hardly notable.
Li Fuhan and Yun Yi, two other renowned talents, were also among the survivors, and Yun Yi had even messaged Zhao Xing to ask if he was hurt.
Swordmasters are sincere people by nature, and with no authority to view the death list directly, Yun Yi had reached out personally to check on Zhao Xing.
After a brief reply, Zhao Xing quickly made his way to a residence area.
Han Bing was unharmed, but Wang Ji had sustained injuries.
In Wang Ji's courtyard, Zhao Xing found Han Bing and Che Shi Hai visiting Wang Ji.
"How is Lord Wang?" Zhao Xing asked upon arrival.
"Not good," Han Bing replied, "Wang Ji fell to the early stages of the Seventh Rank. Right now, he’s just stabilizing his injuries, but full recovery is uncertain."
"How could it come to this?" Che Shi Hai chimed in, "Is it a matter of rare medicine? I still have some funds…"
"It’s not about money," Zhao Xing shook his head. "He was wounded and fell in rank, piercing through his official Fortune protection."
"What does that mean?" Che Shi Hai was confused for a moment.
"This relates to the imperial Fortune rank system," Zhao Xing explained. "A Sixth Rank official who sustains serious injuries without dropping rank would not normally be in critical danger."
"But when they fall in rank, dropping to the Seventh Rank, those injuries become severe. Official rank and personal cultivation must align," Zhao Xing continued.
"What happens if they don’t?" Che Shi Hai asked, astonished.
"The consequences are severe," Zhao Xing said gravely. "It means the official’s Fortune protection has been pierced."
"In the short term, an official cannot rely on personal effort to rise again. Moreover, most officials advance based on imperial Fortune."
"The court then faces two choices: one, to use even more imperial Fortune to restore this official with a mere Seventh Rank cultivation to his Sixth Rank status; or two, to grant the official early retirement, as government and military affairs cannot be put on hold."
"Either option incurs significant loss to imperial Fortune," Zhao Xing explained.
"So piercing through the Fortune protection is that serious?" Che Shi Hai’s face paled, "What will happen to Lord Wang, then?"
"It depends on the situation," Zhao Xing replied. "If this were within the heartlands of Da Zhou, the loss in Fortune would be temporary, as the Fortune would remain within Da Zhou's pool, with the Dragon Veins of the Nineteen Provinces continuing to gather."
"While the immediate expense is high, in the long term, the actual cost is minimal. Think of it like losing a coin and then regaining it—you still have one coin. In that case, the court wouldn't suffer much as that Fortune would eventually return to the treasury."
"But if one falls in rank from injuries sustained on foreign battlefields, the imperial Fortune spent on you is lost permanently."
"Moreover, while destruction is easy, rebuilding is hard. Falling in rank from battle injuries is much more difficult to recover from, often requiring double the resources to restore one's rank."
"The higher one’s rank, the greater the loss!"
"If the battlefield itself is eventually captured by the enemy, the enemy's Fortune pool would expand, as they would gradually absorb the Fortune of the land and grow."
"Certain extreme conditions can even cause permanent loss of Fortune within our own territories."
"And those with strong Fortune?"
"The same," Zhao Xing replied.
"The way of the world is inherently inclined toward entropy," Zhao Xing remarked, "unless..."
"Unless what?" Han Bing asked curiously.
"Forget it, nothing," Zhao Xing replied, deciding to drop the subject. Sharing too much information could do more harm than good for his two friends.
Sensing his reluctance, Han Bing smoothly shifted the topic in line with Zhao Xing’s direction. "The court will suffer a substantial Fortune loss in this disaster."
"This natural calamity will undoubtedly result in a purge of officials to appease the grievances of noble families and the aristocracy."
…
On August 27th, the official announcement was issued.
It acknowledged both the natural disaster and the man-made calamity.
The penalties were exceedingly harsh.
The previous night, Zhao Xing had already heard about it from Liu Tianning at the Myriad Techniques Palace.
"Lord Lingde will be dismissed from office, demoted from Third Rank to Fourth Rank, stripped of five ranks of meritorious titles, and his title reduced to Marquis."
"Lord Tianyan has resigned as the Grand Inspector of the Military Realm, no longer holding battlefield oversight authority. He was also stripped of his Second Rank official position, retaining only his role as Intendant of Feng Tian. Forty-nine officials were demoted and retired."
"Lord Luohou will lose two ranks and be fined one hundred thousand shields."
Zhao Xing was stunned, "Why was Lord Lingde punished so harshly?"
Liu Tianning explained, "In the tenth year of the Jingxin Era, Lord Lingde was appointed by the Emperor as the Grand Inspector of the Ten Sun Military Realm, also serving as the Governor of Ten Sun Cave-Heaven."
Anticipating Zhao Xing’s confusion, Liu Tianning added, "This means that, in name, Lord Lingde was the primary official responsible for the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven, while Lord Luohou and Lord Tianyan were special envoys appointed to assist him."
The revelation left Zhao Xing speechless, realizing that Emperor Jing’s arrangement practically set up Lord Lingde to take the fall.
Thinking it through, it did seem quite plausible.
Emperor Jing sent the three lords to oversee the Cave-Heaven, knowing it would offend many, whether due to the nobles and aristocratic families pressuring for influence in the initial Southern Barbarian War or the scramble for quota slots in the current crisis within the Cave-Heaven.
Both Lord Luohou and Lord Tianyan were highly capable individuals who the Emperor relied on for critical tasks.
If things went wrong, naturally, it would be Lord Lingde—a weaker king—who would be the scapegoat.
After probing Liu Tianning about Lord Lingde’s service record, Zhao Xing discovered that Lord Lingde was no stranger to taking the fall.
During the Dingxin Era, he had held the role of governor across four regions: Nine Heavens Yingyuan, Da Tong, Da Yuan, and Anping Prefectures.
In the two hundred years of the Dingxin Era, frequent skirmishes with the Southern Barbarians led to intermittent raids across the river.
Lord Lingde repeatedly bore the blame, with each incident ultimately being pinned on him.
In two hundred years, he had been demoted and reinstated four times, yet, ironically, he was still granted the title of Prince.
"No wonder they call him Prince Lingde," Zhao Xing mused. "To embody the spirit of self-sacrifice for the greater good and shoulder all blame truly reflects noble virtue."
This incident marked the fifth time Lord Lingde had been stripped of his official status.
Lord Lingde, barely holding onto the rank of Third Class, had now been reduced to Fourth Class entirely.
This time, however, Emperor Jing seemed more serious than before, as Lord Lingde’s title was stripped entirely—a rare move. In previous incidents, he had never faced such a harsh punishment, leaving it uncertain whether he could rise again.
As for Lord Tianyan, while his punishment was severe, it didn’t affect his foundational standing. Lord Luohou faced only financial penalties, which barely impacted his power base.
In this situation, the officials responsible for predicting and preparing for disasters and managing resources—the Fate Officers and Shennong Monitors—bore the brunt of the blame. Lord Luohou's official role was primarily to ensure military discipline, so even if human factors contributed to the calamity, the official interpretation deemed him blameless. According to the Military Realm’s Fortune Disk calculations, he was even credited with accomplishments.
However, at such a tense time, it was naturally impossible for the Emperor to reward Lord Luohou publicly; that would have to wait for a year or two, using a different pretext.
While the three lords faced punishment, many lower-ranking officials in the Military Realm also saw severe consequences. The senior officials of Yang City’s Shennong Monitors were completely replaced.
Fan Zhaoli, the Earth Division’s Supervisor, and Mei Zhiru, the Heaven Division’s Supervisor, were both removed from their posts and likely to be transferred out of the Cave-Heaven entirely.
Though they might not face demotions, a transfer from the Cave-Heaven's Fourth Rank to an external Fourth Rank position would still effectively be a demotion.
The purge was extensive, but a small number of individuals were formally recognized and rewarded for their meritorious service.
Liu Tianning informed Zhao Xing, "By next summer, the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven is expected to be restored. At that time, I will likely be promoted to a formal Fourth Rank position, though the specific title has not yet been confirmed."
Others who received commendations alongside Liu Tianning included Gong Tiansi, the overseer of the Myriad Form Earth Palace, General Huang Yi, and officials Zhang Song and Li Yuan of the Fourth Rank.
These individuals had all contributed to the rescue efforts during the disaster.
However, no one had saved more lives than Liu Tianning himself!
Moreover, Liu Tianning’s actions in issuing an early warning provided him with further merit. This wave of actual promotions, honorary titles, and noble rewards, combined with the debts of gratitude owed to him by noble families and officials, ensured that Liu Tianning was undoubtedly the greatest beneficiary.
Returning to the Eighteen Locust Willows Courtyard, Zhao Xing closed his eyes to sleep.
"Liu Tianning gained the most from this incident, and with his power growing, I, as part of his faction, benefit as well. This gamble was worthwhile, and the days of constant anxiety were not in vain."
"Moreover, old Chen’s life was saved, which proves that fate can indeed be altered to some extent, putting my mind at ease."
"Going forward, with the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven as a precedent, I now have more examples to reference."
Upon waking, Zhao Xing resumed his usual routines, joining the collective efforts in stabilization and repairs.
…
On August 27, the official announcement was released, detailing every aspect of the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven's disaster, from the natural catastrophe to the man-made elements.
Lord Lingde’s title was revoked, and he was dismissed, along with corresponding accountability measures for officials involved in the tragedy.
The political landscape across Da Tong, Nine Heavens Yingyuan, Anping, and Da Yuan Prefectures was filled with gloom, and a new wave of comprehensive investigations began across the four great Cave-Heavens.
Soon, the news spread beyond Da Zhou, reaching even the Southern Barbarians.
In contrast to the despair in Da Zhou’s political circles, the four royal courts of the Southern Barbarians were celebrating, especially the Holy Light Court, which felt avenged.
After all, Xuan Tian Sect was the national religion of the Holy Light Court!
However, the Blood Spirit Sovereign, the mastermind behind the incident, felt no satisfaction.
"Too few died. The impact didn’t meet expectations. While it served as a deterrent, Da Zhou discovered it was a man-made disaster."
"Future attempts to overthrow the Cave-Heavens will be far more challenging."
The operation had been marginally successful, but the costs had exceeded expectations.
The Blood Spirit Sovereign knew he had completed the mission, but it wasn’t executed as flawlessly as he had hoped.
This would also be difficult to explain to allies.
If things had gone as originally planned—launching the attack at the end of August or early September—he could have informed Prince Liang in advance to withdraw some of his people.
But plans rarely kept pace with changes. With no time to notify his allies, he had no choice but to launch an indiscriminate attack.
He had initially hoped to win Prince Liang over as an ally, but with the prince's son dead in the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven, his son had indirectly perished at the Blood Spirit Sovereign’s hands.
Although Prince Liang might not care too much, opening a rebellion by sacrificing the ally’s son was still a strange way to start.
Additionally, if Da Zhou had remained unaware of the conspiracy, the Blood Spirit Sovereign could have used this knowledge to have a greater impact on Prince Liang, proving the strength of the Xuan Tian Sect.
Now, while there was still some deterrent effect, it fell short of the original grand vision.
“Damn Liu Tianning! How could he have discovered this?” he cursed.
"Could the ant we identified in our early divination actually have been him?"
The Blood Spirit Sovereign, pale-faced, reviewed the intelligence report on Liu Tianning.
After a thorough review, he relaxed slightly. Liu Tianning’s background, personal power, backing, and abundant Fortune all fit the profile of a disruptor.
Accepting this as fate, the Blood Spirit Sovereign believed that the natural order had decided the outcome. Yet, as he looked over the intelligence on Liu Tianning’s direct disciples, he frowned.
"Hm?"
"This Zhao Xing..."
Suddenly, the Blood Spirit Sovereign recalled a time when one of his split souls encountered an official during operations in Nanyang Prefecture.
"After only a few years, this minor official has risen to the Sixth Rank and become Liu Tianning’s personal disciple?"
The Blood Spirit Sovereign prepared to perform a divination.
But before he could form the necessary hand gestures, he began coughing up blood.
“Forget it. A minor Sixth Rank has no bearing on the grand scheme.” The Blood Spirit Sovereign had been momentarily intrigued, but now, in his weakened state, he decided the cost was too high to continue. He soon forgot about Zhao Xing entirely.
Descending into the depths of the temple beneath the altar, the Blood Spirit Sovereign entered an underground palace.
The palace glowed, nearly identical to the one beneath the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven.
However, this palace contained a new addition—a statue standing in the blood pool.
"Prince Liang," the Blood Spirit Sovereign addressed the statue, "are you satisfied with my Xuan Tian Sect’s display of power?"
His words held a double meaning, referring both to the creation of a spiritual idol for Prince Liang and to the recent Ten Suns Rising disaster.
Emerging from the statue, Prince Liang, Ji Mingxian, appeared. His aura had become even more obscured and violent.
"Satisfied? Blood Spirit Sovereign, my son was killed in the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven because of your scheme!" Ji Mingxian shouted.
"A great man does not mind small sacrifices. Surely, Prince Liang, you don’t value a single son above all?" the Blood Spirit Sovereign responded with a calm smile. "As a result of this incident, the court will undergo a thorough purge. The noble families and aristocrats, squeezed dry of blood but receiving no benefits, will surely resent Ji Mingjing."
"Prince Liang, you now have the chance to win over the nobility. Many positions will be vacant soon—positions that your allies can fill."
"At the same time, the four royal courts and various Southern Barbarian tribes will spread news of Ji Mingjing’s tyranny."
"The heavens do not favor Ji Mingjing. The nineteen provinces are destined for a new ruler. Why shouldn’t it be you, Prince Liang?"
Ji Mingxian scoffed, "With such petty tricks, do you really believe you can shake the foundation of Da Zhou?"
The Blood Spirit Sovereign, perceiving Ji Mingxian’s hesitation, realized that the Prince had indeed been shaken.
The last time they had met, Ji Mingxian had dismissed the Sovereign’s interference in his family matters.
This time, however, he was contemplating the possibility of rebellion. Although he considered it unlikely, the fact that he was even considering it was progress.
Seizing the opportunity, the Blood Spirit Sovereign said, "Prince Liang, you are the chosen one, the Heaven-appointed Son of Destiny! If you don’t believe me, let us make a wager!"
Ji Mingxian narrowed his eyes, waiting for the Blood Spirit Sovereign’s explanation.
"In the current Southern Barbarian War, Ji Mingjing is doomed to fail! And it won’t take long. If my sect’s prophecy proves inaccurate, I will give you three Blood Soul Pills at no charge. Even if you leave Da Zhou, you’ll live freely!"
"But if our prophecy is correct and Da Zhou suffers defeat, its Fortune will wane, and you, Prince Liang, can rise to power. At that time, not only will my Xuan Tian Sect support you, but the entire Southern Barbarian forces will as well, helping you seize the nineteen provinces!"
…
In Yang City, at the Eighteen Locust Willows Courtyard, Zhao Xing observed his Fortune levels fluctuating between Derivation Four and Derivation Five.
"The crisis has indeed passed," he thought, "but the latent threats remain."
It was now mid-September of the eighteenth year of the Jingxin Era.
Emperor Jing had undertaken extensive military and political reassignments across the five Cave-Heavens, the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Prefecture, Da Tong Prefecture, Da Yuan Prefecture, and Anping Prefecture.
Prince Liang’s faction had once again emerged on the Southern Barbarian battlefield. According to Liu Tianning, even the Fate Officers had significant ties to Prince Liang.
Zhao Xing closed his eyes and drifted into a contemplative dream.
"Yesterday, Emperor Jing formally decided to continue the troop training, but this time, earning military merit will be much harder. Firstly, the Southern Barbarians are resisting more fiercely, and secondly, Prince Liang’s faction is becoming too influential."
"In two years, Prince Liang will once again be appointed to command the Southern Barbarian campaign, wielding authority over the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Prefecture, as he did during the Dingxin Era."
"On the surface, Emperor Jing appears to trust his own kin rather than enfeoffed vassals, but he’s actually setting a trap to see if his little brother truly intends to rebel..."
"Whether or not Prince Liang rebels this time, I must leave before the twentieth year of the Jingxin Era," Zhao Xing concluded.
It made no difference whether Prince Liang decided to rebel; the outcome of the Southern Barbarian War would remain the same.
Prince Liang only rose in rebellion after witnessing Da Zhou’s impending defeat.
Even without any additional instability, Emperor Jing’s forces would not prevail against the Southern Barbarians.
The timing simply wasn’t right.
"The Ten Catastrophes of the Grand Shaman, which severed the connection between Heaven and Earth, will activate the Sacred Mountains of the Southern Barbarians. This will trigger the Primordial Qi surge and the Spirit Qi revival, marking a critical turning point. In such a period, conquering the South is impossible…"
Zhao Xing reinforced the seals within his memory palace, then exited the dream.
As his status and Fortune grew, he had to reinforce the seals on memories of his previous life.
When an ordinary person dreams, no one notices, but as an ant transforms into a dragon, even a dream could attract the attention of higher powers.
"I’ll keep a low profile from now on," Zhao Xing resolved. "I’ll earn some more merit and then make my exit."
In late September of the eighteenth year of the Jingxin Era, following Lord Lingde’s dismissal and Lord Tianyan's relinquishment of multiple duties, the court appointed new replacements. Prince Xin, Liu Yong, and Prince Anning, Ji Anming, assumed these vacant posts, while Lord Luohou retained his position.
Liu Tianning was temporarily assigned as the Inspector of Ten Suns, a Fourth Rank position, along with additional duties as Military Logistics Supervisor between the Nine Heavens Yingyuan and Da Tong Prefectures.
This role as Inspector of Ten Suns was several ranks higher than his previous Fifth Rank as Supervisor. Previously, his authority was limited to specific tasks assigned by Lord Luohou. Now, his expanded jurisdiction included the entire southern theater, giving him control over the troops within the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven. His responsibilities grew beyond merely overseeing finances to include governance on military discipline, desertion, merit assessments, and more. His range of authority was now broader and firmly established.
As the Military Logistics Supervisor responsible for transporting military supplies between two major prefectures, Liu Tianning held a highly lucrative and influential role.
How powerful was this position?
In the past, Zhao Xing had witnessed a Sixth Rank Logistics Supervisor, Lu Tingzhi, at Fire Dragon Pass. He was a notorious figure, known for amassing wealth through corruption, and even Sixth Rank officers treated him with utmost respect.
Now Liu Tianning, ranked Fourth, was effectively several levels above Lu Tingzhi, with authority that commanded the respect of top officers, including Yang An, a Fourth Rank general who now respectfully referred to him as "Lord Liu."
With his new authority, Liu Tianning had the power to allocate resources, sometimes determining the very survival of military units.
…
On the day before Liu Tianning officially took office, Princess You Ruo and Ji Zixuan departed. Murong Xue had already left with her mother, Murong Qing.
Before leaving, Ji Zixuan visited Zhao Xing at the Eighteen Locust Willows Courtyard to say farewell.
"Senior Brother, I’m leaving," she said softly. "Thank you for everything over these past months. I will always remember it."
Zhao Xing regarded her calmly. "No need for thanks. It was all your own hard work."
Indeed, Ji Zixuan had worked tirelessly for every opportunity Zhao Xing had provided her, grasping at each chance with an eagerness that contrasted with Murong Xue’s more hesitant approach.
In Ji Zixuan's eyes, there was a glint of gratitude mixed with respect. These few months had felt like a lifetime, and after surviving the Ten Suns Rising, she felt she had aged years in spirit.
To her, Zhao Xing was not just a senior disciple but a mentor who had guided her through the worst, with whom she shared a mutual sense of purpose. Zhao Xing's encouragement and appreciation inspired her deeply.
"Take care, Senior Brother," she said, her voice carrying a tone of reverence. "I’ll await your good news at Bishui Sect."
"Farewell, Junior Sister," Zhao Xing replied.
…
In early October, the Shenwei Army received orders to advance toward the Southern Barbarian front. Zhao Xing soon found himself back at the Southern Barbarian Battlefield, arriving once more at the Soul Sacrifice Fortress.
This time, as a high-ranking officer, Yang An inquired if he wanted to command a unit independently.
However, Zhao Xing declined, opting instead to serve under Long Xiao as a logistics and support officer. Together, they received the soldiers who had previously served under Wen Shaoyang, while Chen Shijie was assigned as Deputy General to Liao Rulong.
Compared to the previous year, not much seemed to have changed on the surface, yet everything felt different.
The combined forces of Long Xiao and Liao Rulong now numbered over 120,000, while Xia Jing’s troops had increased to 100,000, a benefit indirectly brought about by the disaster in the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven.
Meanwhile, Jiang Ming, commander of the Zhenhai Army, had become subordinate to these two larger forces.
With Zhao Xing’s presence at Soul Sacrifice Fortress, many other armies expressed interest in cooperation, including the Phantom Army, Yuanhua Army, Danxia Army, and Hujiao Army. However, Zhao Xing declined their offers.
There were two reasons for this: First, with Liu Tianning newly promoted, the situation was not yet stable. Prince Liang’s faction was eyeing Liu Tianning, with some forces hoping to pressure him and others seeking to win him over. The political landscape was complex, and as Liu Tianning’s disciple, Zhao Xing could not afford to leverage his teacher’s name for personal gain or allow himself to be used by others.
Second, after the Ten Suns Rising disaster, Zhao Xing had become cautious and wanted to avoid standing out. If he were placed in a high-profile position, retreating would become even more challenging.
…
By late October, the army was fully organized and began advancing towards the Green Gang Crystal Mining Area, taking cities along the way.
By the end of November, they had seized Linggui City, Guize City, and fourteen other cities.
The Southern Barbarian Military Merit Ranking reopened, with Zhao Xing now ranked among the Sixth Rank officers.
By the end of November, he was within the top ten thousand.
In early December, as the army pushed forward, Zhao Xing remained in the rear, overseeing the supply lines for over 200,000 soldiers and maintaining logistical stability.
Due to the lengthy break in fighting, the Fire Demon Clan’s defensive lines had been reinforced.
His old adversary, the Soul Master, had already been relieved of command after retreating from Linggui City, replaced by the "Fire Feather" lord, a member of the royal line of the Golden Feather Court.
As Xia Jing, Long Xiao, and Liao Rulong’s forces pressed on toward Fire Dance Pass, they faced fierce resistance, and both sides began sustaining significant casualties, leading to a prolonged stalemate.
On December 5th, Fire Feather personally led a force of 10,000 troops in a surprise attack on Zhao Xing’s supply base, hoping to achieve a decisive victory.
On December 6th, however, Zhao Xing and Long Xiao ambushed the attackers instead.
Fire Feather was slain by Zhao Xing, and his remaining commanders scattered in disarray.
Seizing this opportunity, Xia Jing and Liao Rulong captured Fire Dance Pass.
Though Zhao Xing had hoped to stay low-profile and earn some quiet merit, he had no choice but to accept 200,000 military merit points, pushing him into the top 5,000.
…
In December, the army regrouped.
Just a thousand miles ahead lay the Green Gang Crystal Mining Area, heavily fortified by over a million enemy troops—a daunting force that Xia Jing’s combined army could not overcome alone.
They awaited reinforcements from the western line led by Lu Yuanwei, as well as the northern forces from the Hujiao Army, Xuanjia Army, and Lieyang Army, to launch a three-sided assault.
However, history began to diverge at this point.
With Lu Yuanwei wounded, his troops struggled to break through Yang Qilin's second line of defense.
Meanwhile, the northern forces surged forward with unstoppable momentum, with 300,000 troops joining Xia Jing and Liao Rulong at Fire Dance Pass.
"The weakened power of the Ten Suns Rising and its early onset allowed the nine units in the Ten Sun Cave-Heaven to retain many mid-level officers, enabling the northern troops to advance more quickly."
"In contrast, Lu Yuanwei's forces are advancing more slowly," Zhao Xing analyzed.
With the Military Realm’s Fortune Disk having already reviewed the original course of events, Zhao Xing knew that speaking openly was no issue, as these details were now public.
Interestingly, the Ten Suns Rising event had also significantly boosted morale among the Southern Barbarians, far more than it had for Da Zhou’s forces.
After a long stretch of losing battles, the Southern Barbarians were thrilled to see Da Zhou’s homeland devastated, a boost in morale they desperately needed.
Looking at the casualty reports from recent months, Zhao Xing noted that not only the Shenwei Army but the entire Southern Barbarian front was suffering heavier losses than in the first phase.
Emperor Jing’s resolve was unwavering, and despite the mounting casualties, the number of troops on the frontlines had only increased.
"With the rising casualties, the rate of accumulating merit has slowed since much is now deducted," Zhao Xing observed.
Even as a logistics officer, he felt the intensity of the Southern Barbarian resistance, as his supply lines were constantly harassed.
Despite earning substantial merit, deductions for lost resources were frequent and severe.
By February of the nineteenth year of the Jingxin Era, Da Zhou had yet to conquer the last bastion of the Fire Demon Clan’s territory.
As the East and West forces continued their advance without waiting for Lu Yuanwei, the war grew more intense.
The Shenwei Army and Xuanjia Army suffered significant casualties.
At his supply base, Zhao Xing was continually receiving injured soldiers, leading to an increasing demand for medicinal supplies.
Some injuries were beyond treatment, with soldiers permanently reduced in rank, causing the number of combat casualties to rise.
By June of the nineteenth year of the Jingxin Era, even Xia Jing and Long Xiao had suffered multiple injuries.
Combined casualties had surpassed 27,000 across the three main units as they fought around the Green Gang Crystal Mining Area.
The battle had turned into a grueling war of attrition.
"General! A new batch of wounded has arrived!" Che Shi Hai burst into Zhao Xing's quarters, "There are 3,546 of them this time."
"Take them to the medical camp for treatment," Zhao Xing directed before turning to Han Bing. "Are we running low on medicinal supplies?"
"We’re holding out," Han Bing replied, "but the medical personnel are exhausted."
"But didn’t we get reinforcements for the medical team last month?" Zhao Xing asked, looking around. "Where’s Yuan Yang? Get him over here."
At this stage, even Zhao Xing’s temper was beginning to show. The constant strain of battle had everyone on edge.
"Lord, I don’t think Yuan Yang will be able to answer," Han Bing replied with a wry smile. "He hasn't slept in fifteen days and collapsed last night in the medical camp. He’s currently receiving treatment himself."
"The new medics from last month lack battlefield experience. The medical camp is operating at full capacity, and pushing them further would be inhumane."
Zhao Xing exhaled deeply, massaging his temples.
"Sir, we’re already performing excellently," Han Bing reassured him. "You’re setting high expectations for yourself. Our casualty recovery rate is much higher than that of the Xuanjia Army or Hujiao Army."
Lower recovery rates in other units meant more of their wounded died.
A truly effective medical team had a high casualty recovery rate, as they managed to save most of their injured.
"Take me to the medical camp," Zhao Xing decided, intent on checking on the injured soldiers personally.
But just as he prepared to leave, his communication mirror trembled.
Xia Jing's excited voice came through.
"Great news! The Western Line has made a major breakthrough!"
"Lu Yuanwei has defeated Yang Qilin, breaking through the second line! Zhao Xing, victory is within reach!"
Pulling up the military dispatches, Zhao Xing found confirmation of the Western Line’s success, including Lu Yuanwei’s victory and his slaying of Yang Qilin, along with over 50,000 enemy casualties.
"Lu Yuanwei truly broke through the Western Line," Zhao Xing noted, finally able to relax. The general’s reputation as the foremost commander in mid-tier battles was well-earned.
…
By the end of June, in the nineteenth year of the Jingxin Era, the Shenwei, Xuanjia, Hujiao, Lieyang, Shenlei, Yuanhua, Phantom, Danxia, and Heilong Armies—143 units in total, organized into three grand armies—completed the encirclement of the Green Gang Crystal Battle Zone from the east, north, and west.
In August of the same year, Western Commander Prince Yanda was killed, his army of 800,000 annihilated, earning Lu Yuanwei the title of foremost mid-tier commander.
The eastern and northern fronts also made significant progress.
By early September, the Golden Feather Court issued an order to abandon the Green Gang Crystal Battle Zone.
In October, the last stronghold of the Fire Demon Clan fell, and Da Zhou took control.
With this, the entire Fire Demon Clan territory was officially under Da Zhou's dominion.
Standing above the Lanjiang River, which stretched for miles, Zhao Xing observed the scene in silence. Towering waves rose up, with fierce azure winds whipping through the skies above.
"This is the downside of invading the Southern Wilderness," Xia Jing grumbled from atop his mount, a formidable winged dragon. "Every time we overcome a natural barrier, another one appears—if it’s not a mountain range, it’s a massive river."
"As soon as the Shennong and sorcerers stabilize this tributary of the Lanjiang and our navy arranges the transport vessels, we’ll be able to cross. In about three months, we’ll be pushing further into Golden Feather Court’s territory!" Xia Jing was brimming with excitement. "Zhao Xing, we’re living in historic times, achieving feats that will be remembered for generations!"
"Xia Jing," Zhao Xing said, gazing at the distant horizon, "have you ever considered… stopping here?"
Xia Jing paused, glancing over. "Not really. We just won a major victory, and it’s time to press forward!"
Seeing Zhao Xing’s silence, Xia Jing grew concerned. "Are you tired? You’ve been working non-stop. It might be best to take a break."
"Don’t worry. We still have three months before we can move forward. Take time to rest. Leave the duties to your deputies."
"Alright," Zhao Xing nodded thoughtfully, retreating back to camp with his mind set on the upcoming decisions.
…
Looking over the Southern Barbarian Merit Ranking upon his return to camp, Zhao Xing scanned his standing.
[Name: Zhao Xing]
[Army: Shenwei Army]
[Position: Lieutenant Colonel (Superior Sixth Rank)]
[Merit Points: 3,702,154]
[Rank: 1,521]
The impressive three million merit points left Zhao Xing a bit stunned. Despite having tried to stay out of the limelight, the battle at Green Gang Crystal had pushed him from zero to over 3.7 million merit points.
With Fortune at the Derivation Five level on the battlefield, every kill seemed to come to him naturally.
His merit points were enough to secure at least a Fifth Rank position, possibly even a Marquis title.
"I tried to stay as low-profile as possible, but the battlefield seems determined to push me into the spotlight," Zhao Xing mused. "Even while stationed in the supply camp, the Fire Feather lord still came to attack, practically delivering himself to my blade."
"Back in March, I didn’t even specify which herbs to plant, yet my subordinates found seven rare Sixth Rank herbs in Linggui City, as well as a fertile land patch."
"Conveniently, the Military Realm then issued an advancement task for these exact herbs, handing me a further 500,000 merit points without me lifting a finger."
"The early successes might have been luck, but these later instances feel downright uncanny."
"It’s as if someone is intent on elevating my status, crafting tasks specifically tailored to me."
"When I face danger, Military Realm intelligence updates immediately. Informants suddenly appear with key information," Zhao Xing pondered. "Something feels off about this campaign."
The war effort as a whole was slow, with progress marked by fierce resistance.
While he remained a straightforward supply officer, it seemed as if an unseen hand was constantly elevating him toward the top 1,500 ranks.
Zhao Xing had discreetly consulted Liu Tianning about it, but his teacher swore he hadn’t intervened.
"So who’s backing me into this position?"
The answer wasn’t hard to deduce—it could only be Prince Liang’s faction.
Only a faction of Prince Liang’s power could influence the design of advanced merit tasks.
"Whether or not Prince Liang is involved, I’ll treat it as though he is," Zhao Xing concluded. "If he intends to use this as leverage against me, I might as well turn it to my advantage."
With his current position making it nearly impossible to withdraw, Zhao Xing devised a plan to gain control over his own fate.
Leaving the battlefield by leveraging Prince Liang’s faction could yield quick and stable results. Resorting to underhanded tactics like embezzlement or infighting would only damage his reputation, and Liu Tianning wouldn’t condone such behavior.
But if he openly criticized Prince Liang, that might be the solution.
His approach could be summarized in eight words: "Criticize Prince Liang, sell out to win favor."
By openly denouncing Prince Liang, he could provoke the faction’s ire, potentially leading to his dismissal from the front lines.
Even if he were temporarily demoted or lost a rank, he would retain his core titles. Since only Emperor Jing himself held the authority to strip him of his noble title, he would be safe from lasting damage.
Alternatively, he could request Liu Tianning’s help to withdraw, but that would risk labeling him as a deserter. If the Southern Barbarian campaign went poorly, critics could argue that he abandoned his duties and left others to suffer in his stead.
However, if he was removed for criticizing Prince Liang, it would leave no stain on his honor.
As a County Advisor, he couldn’t address the Emperor directly but could send formal petitions to the local Prefecture authorities. His advisory position allowed him to offer policy recommendations at the prefecture level, acting as a kind of moral overseer.
With his plan clear, Zhao Xing prepared to draft his letters.
"I can’t directly accuse him of crimes or provide explicit evidence, especially since I don’t have any solid proof. If I file a formal accusation and fail, it would reflect poorly on me."
"Subtlety is key," he mused.
Drawing inspiration from past incidents with Yang An, Zhao Xing began drafting his petition to challenge Prince Liang’s authority.
To His Excellency, the Prefect:
I, Zhao Xing, humbly submit this plea, hoping for your favor:
Prince Liang, Ji Mingxian, as a venerated royal, seeks to seize control of military, legal, and political powers—an unprecedented overreach that no loyal subject could condone...
Under his command, officials of dubious virtue, including former leaders of the Black Dragon Army, have acted with unchecked corruption...
Previous incidents in Cloud City saw Commander Shao Wanjie engage in theft, murder, and treasonous collusion with enemy forces. His protector, Liu Junliang, exploited these actions, rendering the city’s administrative systems paralyzed for decades.
Further still, Qian Shougang, in defiance of all military codes, inflicted harm upon his allies, seizing supplies, actions that mirror those of the Southern Barbarian enemy.
When the upper ranks behave so, what does it say of their leader? Would granting Prince Liang ultimate authority not imperil our lands, embolden corruption, and sap the spirit of our troops?
Completing his arguments, Zhao Xing concluded with a respectful closing line:
I, Zhao Xing, bow and submit this humble plea to your Excellency.
After completing the draft, Zhao Xing made careful revisions, ensuring the tone was severe yet respectful. He then copied it onto official documents, adding his personal seal, marked as County Advisor.
He didn’t stop at one copy but prepared multiple letters.
Arriving at the central camp, Zhao Xing approached the statue of Dai Zong, a deity of swift communications, and lit incense.
"Great Immortal, I invoke an urgent request."
Dai Zong’s image blinked to life, “Where shall I deliver these?”
"To the Prefects of the Nine Heavens Yingyuan, Da Tong, Anping, and Da Yuan Prefectures," Zhao Xing listed. "And also to the esteemed advisors, Zhang Qing, and Dan Tai Ming, and to various high officials with advisory power."
Dai Zong raised an eyebrow. “Quite a list of dignitaries, all officials with the Emperor’s ear?”
"Indeed." Zhao Xing tossed his documents into the incense burner, watching as each was dispatched to its destination.
After completing this ritual, Zhao Xing dusted off his hands and left the hall.
"What are you up to, burning all those documents?" Xia Jing, Long Xiao, Liao Rulong, and Pu Zhong entered the hall.
"Nothing much," Zhao Xing replied calmly. "Just preparing to impeach Prince Liang."
"Oh," Xia Jing nodded, then froze, his eyes widening. "Who? Prince Liang?! You’re impeaching Prince Liang?!"
"Yes, Prince Liang, Ji Mingxian," Zhao Xing clarified, "Did I not make myself clear?"
Xia Jing gaped in disbelief. "Brother, what on earth are you thinking?! Why provoke Prince Liang?"
"Isn't he set to assume full control over the Southern Barbarian campaign and govern the four prefectures?" Zhao Xing replied calmly. "Rumor has it the Emperor’s decree is imminent."
"Sure, that’s the rumor, but what does that have to do with you?" Xia Jing asked, exasperated. "Are you trying to ruin your career?"
"Do you not recall what happened to Yang An?" Xia Jing pressed.
"Watch your words, Xia Jing!" Long Xiao interrupted, pushing him aside. "Who are you calling foolish?"
Liao Rulong also regarded Xia Jing with disapproval.
Sighing, Xia Jing realized his outburst had upset them. "Sorry, I spoke out of turn. But Zhao Xing, what you’re doing is career suicide!"
Zhao Xing’s tone turned resolute. "How can one man wield such excessive power? As a County Advisor and a soldier on the front, I must speak honestly if I am to continue fighting with a clear conscience!"
Xia Jing stared at him, searching for any sign of irony, but Zhao Xing’s words were serious.
Unable to counter his logic, Xia Jing reluctantly nodded. "Fine, you’ve sent the letters. Let’s see what fate has in store for you."
And with that, Zhao Xing’s letters dispersed across Da Zhou, sparking murmurs of a political tempest that would shake the nation.
On the first day of the October, Zhao Xing's accusations against Prince Liang, Ji Mingxian, reached the hands of high-ranking officials, sparking waves throughout the court.
Within days, debates erupted among the nobles and officials.
However, while Zhao Xing’s accusations caused a stir, they posed no immediate threat to Prince Liang’s position. Ji Mingxian’s faction was vast, and any serious challenge to his authority would require significant backing, far beyond what a Sixth Rank officer like Zhao Xing could muster. Still, his letter had succeeded in drawing attention.
The Prefect of Da Yuan and Prefect of Nine Heavens Yingyuan both took notice of the letter, forwarding it to Emperor Jing with remarks emphasizing the need for balance in military power.
Emperor Jing read Zhao Xing’s letter but gave no immediate response. However, his silence only fueled speculation, especially among those wary of Ji Mingxian's growing influence.
In the court’s inner circle, this was seen as a signal.
As Zhao Xing had anticipated, Ji Mingxian’s supporters soon retaliated. On the third day of the October, he received a summons to the Prefectural Office of Da Tong, where he was met with intense questioning by officials allied with Prince Liang.
“Zhao Xing, are you aware that by challenging Prince Liang’s authority, you are opposing a figure appointed by His Majesty himself?” demanded one of the senior officials.
"Yes, I understand," Zhao Xing responded calmly, "but loyalty to the Emperor requires me to speak out if I believe there’s an imbalance in authority that could lead to corruption or harm to the state."
His measured words, though defiant, were crafted carefully to avoid direct criticism of Emperor Jing’s decisions. Zhao Xing subtly maintained that his loyalty was ultimately to the Emperor's vision of a balanced court.
The officials exchanged glances, their expressions dark.
One of them leaned in, his voice laced with warning. "An official of your rank should know his place. Be careful, Zhao Xing, for speaking out of turn can ruin careers."
"I appreciate the guidance, Your Excellency," Zhao Xing replied with a slight bow, "but I believe His Majesty values officials who are willing to speak the truth."
By the end of the day, the officials relayed their findings back to Prince Liang’s faction. It was clear that Zhao Xing was prepared to weather their pressure without backing down.
On the fifth day of the October, the court received another shock.
Several influential officials, who were previously silent, began voicing concerns over Prince Liang’s expanding authority, echoing Zhao Xing’s sentiments. Zhao Xing’s letter had indeed struck a chord, igniting a broader conversation.
The support of these officials brought additional weight to Zhao Xing’s stance, preventing Prince Liang’s faction from silencing him outright. Prince Liang’s allies were now forced to consider a more subtle approach.
Prince Liang himself, upon receiving the news, was unimpressed. He viewed Zhao Xing as a minor irritant, someone not worth his personal attention. However, the growing dissent within the court was another matter entirely.
“Let him bark,” Ji Mingxian remarked dismissively to his closest advisors. “This Zhao Xing thinks he can disrupt my plans. Let’s see how far he gets.”
But while Ji Mingxian’s public stance was one of indifference, he couldn’t ignore the broader implications. Over the following weeks, he quietly worked to reassert his influence, reminding his allies of the privileges they enjoyed under his patronage.
Meanwhile, Zhao Xing resumed his duties at the Shenwei Army supply lines, awaiting the court’s reaction. He knew his challenge would not immediately remove Prince Liang but hoped it would sow enough doubt to hinder his unchecked authority.
As the October drew to a close, the temperature on the Southern Barbarian front cooled, and the winter rains brought some respite from the grueling battles.
By mid-October, Zhao Xing received word from Liu Tianning.
"Zhao Xing, the situation in the court has shifted. Several high-ranking officials are calling for a restructuring of military command."
Liu Tianning’s voice carried a rare tone of approval. “Your letter has stirred things up.”
"It was only a minor contribution," Zhao Xing replied humbly.
"Minor or not, you achieved what few others dared attempt," Liu Tianning said, nodding. "But be careful. Prince Liang’s faction will not forget this. You’ve gained some allies but also made powerful enemies."
"I understand, Master," Zhao Xing responded. "I’ll remain cautious."
In the weeks that followed, Emperor Jing issued a decree ordering a partial restructuring of military command across the Southern Barbarian front. Prince Liang’s influence was subtly curtailed, with authority redistributed among several generals.
Zhao Xing's indirect impact was undeniable, and he knew his actions had marked him in the court’s eyes. However, he accepted this, understanding that his current path required a balance of boldness and prudence.
As winter came to an end, the Southern Barbarian front remained tense but stable.
The coming year would bring new challenges, both on the battlefield and in the complex politics of Da Zhou. But Zhao Xing was ready, resolved to navigate both with the same tenacity that had carried him this far.
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