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Chapter 499 Unmemed
🕑 Added 2019-08-18 23:40:57 +0000 UTCI forgot to find one. Sorry.
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Hooked sword in hand, Goujian strode across the dry desert sand and approached his foe with careless ease. A pretense, of course, for only a fool would dare take a Great General lightly, much less the famed Gao Changgong. Renowned for his part in single-handedly breaking the siege of Luoyang, there would be new songs sung and dramas written about the tenacious Major General once his most recent exploits came to light. Evading capture when the Western Bridge fell, Gao Changgong marched his army of fifty-thousand soldiers east to take and hold Shen Sha, where the sixty-seven year old Hero of the Empire mounted an effective defence against the Defiled hordes for two full months. When the gates finally fell, the Defiled found an empty shell of a city waiting for them, with every man, woman, and child having long since evacuated to Heaven knows where.
But this was not the end of Gao Changgongs tale. Two weeks later, the Major General and his army appeared outside the Defiled-held coastal city of Taktala, and in a single night, slaughtered all its defenders and razed the city to the ground, denying the Enemy its massive fleet of ocean faring trawlers and its storehouses pack full of preserved provisions. While not so crippling a blow for the cannibalistic Defiled, this single attack gave Changgong enough supplies to disappear for months, and disappear he did, but not for long. Once word of his exploits spread, many flocked to his side bringing weapons, provisions, and local knowledge, all of which this Great General of the West used to organize an effective province-wide guerrilla resistance which proved a thorn in the Uniters side for the past year. Based out of hidden military installations, these insurgents slaughtered tribesmen and set fire to granaries, stole weapons and sabotaged factories, doing anything and everything they could to spit in the eye of the Enemy even at the cost of their own lives. While many Imperial Warriors were guided to the Truth in this past year, the exact details of the military installations were kept secret from all but the highest echelons of command, for even soldiers whod served in those bases didnt know their exact locations, so Changgong had remained hidden for well over a year.
Until now.
Following their ignoble defeat in Sinuji, Goujian acted on his thoughts and took steps to distance himself from young Gen whod proven himself an unworthy disgrace. Instead of staying by the boys side to watch him devolve into a debauched, gluttonous, reprobate, Goujian put his skills to the test hunting down Imperial insurgents, a task Mao Jianghong was poorly equipped to handle. While the Sanshu native had a few minor victories to his name, Changgong and his guerrillas were running roughshod through the Western Province before Goujian took over, but after a lifetime spent exposing hidden Defiled, finding Imperial soldiers was as easy as turning his hand.
Using skilled spies, experienced trackers, and carefully laid traps, Goujian uncovered no less than eight bastions of Imperial resistance in past months, but instead of destroying each nest of Imperials he came across, he kept them all under watch and sent his spies in to infiltrate their ranks. Most failed and were killed outright, but he persevered. After three months, his efforts finally bore fruit when he captured a high-level Officer working with the insurgents, a Brigadier named Shaoyi.
That idiot boy Gen had captured another Brigadier almost a month before Sinuji, but instead of questioning such a valuable prisoner, he indulged in his lust and killed the female Officer out of hand. Such a blunder, Goujian must have been blind to think Gen had potential...
It took almost a full week of torture to extract the information he wanted, but all men have limits and Shaoyi was no different. Armed with the location of Gao Changgong himself, Goujian brought an army of Chosen and tribal auxiliaries to surround the hidden base situated by the mountain passage between the Northern and Western Provinces, cleverly disguised beneath a supposedly abandoned fishing village on the Northwest coast of the Azure Sea. Despite uncovering no signs of life, much less a hidden army, Goujian had an Earth-Blessed Transcendent to collapse the escape routes hed extracted from Shaoyis interrogation before offering a challenge to the commander in charge, hoping to bait out a juicy target and use his improved Martial prowess to catch Changgong off guard.
Until moments ago, he hadnt even been certain the Major General was still here, but with the Imperials trapped and outnumbered, this Great General of the West had no choice but to come out of his hole and respond to Goujians call for single combat. With his dark skin, strong jawline, prominent brow, and bushy eyebrows, Changgong was a westerner through and through, even wearing standard infantry armour and wielding a typical western quarterstaff as his weapon. Unlike the rattan sticks found in the hands of herders and farmers however, the Major Generals Spiritual Weapon was three meters of steel-encased Spiritual Lead which weighed at least forty kilograms, if not more. A powerful weapon few could wield, but Changgong used it with ease to smash through gates, walls, and Defiled alike.
A fine weapon carried by an accomplished warrior of the Empire, which made him an ideal subject to test Goujians recent progress.
When only a mere twenty meters separated them, Goujian paused his advance when Changgong raised his staff in warning. So, the Confessor, finally shows, his true colours, the distinguished hero said, even sounding like a typical westerner with his slow, ambling drawl, pausing every few words as if to think of what to say next. Unsurprising to see the Mad Dog, fighting alongside Defiled, but at least this Gao, has the honour of taking your head. Looking past Goujian, Changgong studied the army of Chosen with a scowl and asked, Brigadier Shaoyi is dead, I presume? Or has he too, betrayed the Empire?
Smiling, Goujian shook his head. Defeat me, and perhaps you will find out. No sense giving away free information, for if he believed Shaoyi a traitor, then it would exert hidden pressure on the Major General and force him to reflect on everything the Brigadier knew and mightve shared. Taking a step forward, Goujian brandished his hooked sword and said, Enough of your stalling. My blade yearns for the blood of traitors.
Letting loose with a booming bark of laughter, Changgong hefted his staff onto his shoulder and said, Muddle-headed old fool. You fight, for the Defiled, so whom amongst us is the traitor?
I fight for So enraged by his foes ignorance, Goujian almost missed the cues as Changgongs staff lanced towards his head. Unable to parry the attack, he gathered his Domain to Deflect it aside, and only barely succeeded in keeping his head intact. A single attack was all it took to show the difference between them, and Goujian was sorely outmatched. Devoting all his attention to his defences, he gave ground before the domineering Great General and avoided the powerful thrusts and sweeps of the quarterstaff. Round and round the weapon went, twirling about in a hypnotic display of skill and strength, shrieking through air and crashing into dirt while Goujian danced away. It was a poor match-up, but even without the advantages of range and power, Changgong would still be a formidable foe, which was exactly what Goujian wanted.
While he only had a small chance of victory, he was confident he could preserve his life and escape if need be, for the secrets of Heaven had become clear to him. Without a doubt, Goujian was most proficient at Concealment, but it had little use in direct combat as evidenced by his near-death experience at the hands of Twinned Dragon Jukai. Despite hiding within the chaotic melee, the formidable warrior has spotted Goujian and almost took his life with a single blow, but after less than a dozen exchanges, Goujian turned the tables and beheaded his more skilled opponent. At the time, he thought he owed his victory to a sudden Insight to the Forms, but it was so much more. As evidenced by the name, Concealment was used to hide ones presence from onlookers, but why must it be limited to all or nothing? There was no reason why Concealment wouldnt work on a smaller scale, and if so, then it was easy to imagine what would happen if one lost track of their opponents weapon in the midst of a duel.
Which was exactly what happened in his match against Jukai, partial Concealment, a method he instinctively utilized to catch Jukai by surprise with an unexpected offensive.
Rather than Concealing his entire form, which left a large void in his opponents perception and all but gave away his true location, he merely Concealed a few movements which obscured his movements and went largely unnoticed until it was too late. It was a difficult skill to practice, since Goujians perceptions remained unaffected by his Concealment, but according to the many sparring partners hed enlisted, it was as if he had six arms and three weapons, his arm moving in one trajectory before rapidly switching to another and appearing where it should not be. His speed didnt change, but his partial Concealment clouded his opponents perception of his movements just enough to shroud his next move in mystery. The skill wasnt without flaws, because if he tried to Conceal too much, his opponent would see through the overall deception and be on his guard, while too little left his tricks exposed. A game of millimetres, for life and death were separated by a margin of error that small, but after a lifetime spent studying the minds and habits of men, Goujian walked the razors edge with ease.
Limiting his partial Concealment to his hands alone, he stuck to jarring, abrupt changes in movements to throw his opponent off. Feint left, move right, fake an attack and retreat. Display an opening where he was ready to respond, or launch an obvious bait which turned out to be a real attack, these small tricks allowed Goujian to exchange blows with a Peak Expert unrivalled by any but the best of the best. In fact, this partial Concealment was more effective when used against a skilled opponent like Changgong, for a lesser warrior might not see the weaknesses in Goujians defences or mistake the feint for a real attack. Round and round he went exchanging blows with Gao Changgong, pushing his new skills to the limit to see how far they could bring him. Once mastered, he imagined partial Concealment could even allow him to draw his sword, attack, and sheathe it again without anyone noticing, a true assassins technique which suited him well.
Gao Changgong lived up to his reputation however, unravelling the mystery of Goujians deceptive movements in less than twenty exchanges, but even then there was little that could be done to counter them. Unable to discern truth from falsehood, Changgong had no choice but to treat every illusory attack or exposed flaw as real, for they very well could be. It wasnt as simple as ignoring Goujians hands and attacking elsewhere, because the Major General wasnt fighting with only victory in mind. If he were willing to die alongside Goujian, then both their fates would be sealed, but in his arrogance, Changgong believed his life too valuable to exchange for Goujians, a mistake which would cost him dearly once this duel ran its course.
Victory had never been Goujians purpose here. He was merely using Changgong as a whetstone and keeping him busy so the Earth-Blessed Transcendent tunnelling into the underground base would go unnoticed.
A hundred exchanges passed by in a matter of minutes, then they exchanged two hundred more without uttering a single word, but still Changgong pressed on, wielding his powerful staff with tireless ease while Goujians arms grew heavy with fatigue. Twirling his weapon with an audible thrum, Changgongs expression was unreadable even to an old hand like Goujian, but he knew the Major Generals stamina could not last much longer. Under Heavens Impartation, hed spent the past nine months slowly renewing his aged body, and combined with hearty meals for ample sustenance, he was in peak physical form, so if he was tired, then Changgong was undoubtedly nearing exhaustion.
How much worse off would Goujian be if he tried to match the Major General blow for blow? How did Changgong compare to the other Great Generals of the Empire, warriors whose names were known across the lands as the strongest warriors of their generations? By age, Goujian was closer to the likes of Nian Zu, Shuai Jiao, and Du Min Gyu, but he knew he still had a long ways to go before rivalling them, so what of the younger generation? Though unable to match up with the terrifying Crouching Tiger Han BoDing or Sword King Ryo Dae Jung, Changgong couldnt be too far off, which meant Goujian was only a few steps from reaching the Peak. Once there, with his ageless body warding off the ravages of time and Heavens Impartation guiding his steps, he might even one day shatter the Void and become a Divinity himself.
And Gao Changgong believed his life too precious to exchange for Goujians. Such hubris to look down upon the Future Emperor of the Azure Sea.
Your smile, Changgong said, breaking the silence for the first time since the match started without slowing his attacks. It offends me. Then the staff grew large in Goujians eyes and he saw his death.
With a thunderous impact, he was thrown almost thirty meters away and landed heavily on his feet. Standing between him and Changgong was a black-armoured Transcendent, a humanoid warrior of Heaven who served as Goujians guardian and the Uniters mouthpiece. Yellow-green lifesblood dripped from its grievous wounds, its right arm and shoulder lost in exchange for Goujians life, a trade which showed just how far he still had yet to travel before reaching the Martial Peak. You... you were hiding your strength!
Hmph. Planting the butt of his staff in the dirt, Changgong stood tall and sneered. Steel gates and stone walls, this Gao has brought down, yet a mongrel torturer thinks he can stand in my path? Pei. A mad dog you are, and feared you were, only it was not you we feared, but the master behind you. Holding up four fingers to emphasize his point, he declared, Forty moves, and not one more, you would have lasted, better than this Gao expected from the cowardly Confessor. No more than ten now, since this Gao has seen through your tricks.
The pieces fell together. You were delaying for time.
As were you. With a mocking smile which cut Goujian deep, Changgong taunted, Best if you return to your previous profession, for you can only claim superiority to the weak and uneducated. A Brigadier, in possession of vital information, vanishes without a trace, and you expect this Gao to sit and wait for death? A fool thinks he knows all, but a wise man knows he knows nothing. Be warned fool, for should we meet again, this Gao shall end your life, and count it as justice served.
Taking to the skies, Gao Changgong Cloud-Stepped away, dashing south-west before disappearing into the distance. Still shaking from his close brush with death, Goujian turned to the Transcendent for clarification, and as expected, the Uniter was watching.
Three Months You Toiled, And What Have You To Show For Your Efforts? Nothing. This Sovereign Would Profess Disappointment, Had He Expectations to Begin With.
A stinging rebuke, and not just because of the Uniters painful means of communication. Since Changgong expected to be discovered, the other eight bases would have long since been emptied as well, and it would be an arduous task to track them all down again. It went without saying that the Earth-Blessed Transcendent was already dead, alongside the vanguard force of Defiled tribesmen, but those were but a pittance compared to the time and effort wasted here. More than three months of hard work had gone into tracking Gao Changgong down, but now he and his army were in the wind once again, so who knew how long it would take to find them again? I will immediately set to work following their trail. Changgong escaped to the south-west, but it was an obvious bait. I suspect his people escaped by ship and headed north in hopes of seeking safe passage into the Northern Province.
It Matters Naught. Heavens Net Is Wide And None Can Escape Its Mesh. Return, For This Sovereign Has Another Task In Mind, One More Suitable For Your Skills.
Understood. Though it irked him to take orders from another, Goujian had no choice but to swallow his pride and obey. Even with Heavens Impartation to guide him, it would take time for him to grow in strength and surpass the Uniter, years at least, if not decades. Until then, he would bide his time and play his part well, which suited him just fine since he had yet to find a suitable Empress to bear his heir, much less gather enough Chosen loyal to his cause. After MuYangs betrayal, Goujian didnt trust the handful of agents who stuck by his side, and even his beloved Disciple YuanYin had grown distant of late, but no matter. The foundation for his future Empire would be carefully laid, brick by brick, and Goujian had all the time in the world to prepare.
The next morning, he left his army behind and Cloud-Stepped away with an escort of Transcendents and Peak Experts. It was afternoon when he arrived in ShiBei, with the new years festivities still in full swing, a foolish notion put in play by young Gen. Ever since his return from Sinuji, Gen had disgraced himself time and time again, his erratic behaviour confirming Goujians decision to abandon the boy correct. Having crippled his long-hated foe Falling Rain, it appeared as if Gen had lost all motivation to continue his training and decided to indulge in depravity instead. Caring nothing for age, gender, or appearance, he would gather up a group of playthings and lock them in his room with him for days at a time. After sating his lust, young Gen would then turn to other indulgences and feast upon his tired playthings, usually whilst they were still alive. From an outsiders perspective, he was no different from the barbaric Defiled tribesmen he surrounded himself with, preferring their company to the Chosen of Heaven who retained full control of their faculties.
Disgraceful is what it was, truly disgraceful.
Unfortunately, this reprobate still enjoyed the Uniters favour, so there was little Goujian could do but hide his distaste as he strode into the boys quarters. More Transcendent than human, Gen lounged shirtless on his cushioned divan and displayed his dark metallic torso for all to see, with serving girls and boys surrounding him to attend to his every need. Even Yuanyin was here, shirtless and ashamed while unwilling to look his Mentor in the eye. Goujian, Gen greeted, wearing a lackadaisical smile. Do you desire strength?
Taken aback by the unexpected question, Goujian scoffed and replied, Of course. What self-respecting warrior doesnt?
Then take this Sovereigns advice. The arrogant little shit had adopted many of the Uniters habits, including the egotistical manner in which he addressed himself. Pointing at the playthings scattered about the room, all in various stages of health and undress, Gen grinned and said, Pick a few lambs and indulge yourself, truly indulge. You are a promising subject, but too repressed and restricted by your morals and scruples. Small wonder since you spent a lifetime clinging to misguided Imperial beliefs of honour and ethics blinding you to the Truth, but Balance, true Balance, will only come once youve experienced all that life has to offer, including the hedonistic excesses you so disdain. You shouldnt, because they are so wonderful, this Sovereign almost forgot how much fun could be had. As if it were an afterthought, Gen added, The razors edge, Mentor calls it, saying too much indulgence is poison, but too little leaves the soul weak and malnourished, and Mentor is a wise and powerful man.
For some strange reason, the boy found his statement hilarious and cackled with delight, and the playthings around him laughed along so as to please their master. A sign of his declining mental state no doubt, but Goujian cared not one whit. It seemed Yuanyin would also disappoint him, but such was life, so he waited for Gens laughter to die down and said, Sage advice, but this one is here to work.
Of course, of course. Stopping to think, Gen closed his eyes and fell still as if fast asleep, only to come awake a few seconds later. This wasnt the first time hed exhibited such strange behaviour, but again, Goujian attributed it to his growing insanity and ignored it. Mentor, Gen said, giggling once more, Wants you to use your connections to learn where Falling Rain will be stationed on the front lines and what troops he brought with him.
Ridiculous. The boy is crippled. Why would he be stationed anywhere?
He will be there, Gen said, smiling like a child with a mouthful of candy. Events have conspired against him, and now that hes come out of his shell, this Sovereign intends to finish what we started. Falling Rain will either join us or perish, for he is too useful a tool to set aside and too dangerous a foe to be left to grow.
Madness, sheer madness. With three broken Spiritual Weapons, Falling Rain wouldnt even be able to walk without assistance, and still Gen and the Uniter would waste their efforts on him. Very well, Goujian said, flicking his sleeves in wordless displeasure. Is there anything else the Uniter requires of this one?
Yes, Gen said, tittering at a joke only he understood. The Uniter wants you to ready your things. You will be joining this Sovereign on the march.
Understood. Without looking at Yuanyin again, Goujian turned around and strode out the room, intending to be done with this foolishness as quickly as possible so he could return to matters of importance, like tracking down Gao Changgong. Even though most of Goujians intelligence network had been dismantled by MuYangs bitter betrayal, there were a handful of Chosen informants still scattered amongst the front lines, not to mention the few contacts hed made while masquerading as a farrier, so finding Falling Rains location should be simple enough, and even easier still to lie to Gen about the strength of Rains defenders. The Bekhai proved themselves a dangerous foe, and while Gen was slowly losing himself to madness, his prodigious talent meant it would be best if he died sooner rather than later. In fact, the longer this stalemate lasted, the happier Goujian would be, for when the sandpiper and clam go to war, it is the fisherman who benefits. Let the Imperials and Defiled waste their strength against one another, for once their strength was spent, Goujian would swoop in and help himself to the spoils.
For now though, perhaps a bit of indulgence wouldnt hurt, because if experience had taught him anything, most of his heirs would prove disappointing, so it would be best if he trained them in batches...
- End of Volume 27 -
Comments
EndlessTurtle
Shattering Void to become Divinity, and we know from Gam that last step to becoming Divinity extremely dangerous. Since the Core before creation of Natal Palace is also described as void. I get a feeling that shattering your core after developing Domain is how one attains Divinity
EndlessTurtle
Shattering Void to become Divinity, and we know from Gam that last step to becoming Divinity extremely dangerous. Since the Core before creation of Natal Palace is also described as void. I get a feeling that shattering your core after developing Domain is how one attains Divinity
Aethric
Think the resistance pockets are a great addition, well done on that; didn't even think about martial warriors surviving behind enemy lines. We see the survivors delaying the seafaring portion of the defiled army is a portion of the reason the defiled can't truly amass for a central push, that and whatever resistance they've put up makes a lot more sense why the defiled didn't just continue onward in a SC2-style zerg mob.
CentaureHeart
Great chapter ! It's very nice seeing some not crazy cannibals winning something in the West at last. Goujian is dumb as fuck. Zhen Shi is going down a slippery slope, always talking about walking the razor's edge but now he indulges in his pulsions too much. The fact that Zhen Shi knows Rain is going to the front line is also worrying, it could hint that the Yang are mixed with him or that someone in the Imperial Clan is Defiled (which we already suspected with what the Abbot said). Also now I'm afraid that Rain will only barely recover by the end of the next volume or maybe even later...
Patrick Lin
Thanks for the volume, Ruff! Looking forward to seeing Rain back on the front lines and recovering C:
Patrick Lin
I don't think it makes sense that he did research to fix a broken core, at least not his own. Otherwise I doubt he would have the support or strength to do the research at all.
Malcolm Tent
They're like cannibalistic cockroaches. I wish they would just die already.
Tyrell Facey
U know what I now see that there is a good chance Rain is actually following in Zhen Shi's footsteps. It wouldn't surprise me that for his crimes the Imperial clan crippled Zhen Shi instead of killing him and he used his research to fix himself. Either that or Zhen Shi did his research in order to find out how to fix a crippled core in the first place. Whatever the reason I'm pretty sure he noticed the same thing Rain did about the lack of Martial warriors despite the fact that the defiled have a shitload of Chi users.
Andrew
Thank you!
