A Man in the Snow: Starting with a Sword Challenge to the Northern Liang Prince's Palace

"Respectfully seeing off our Master."

Ye Yun bid farewell to this first Confucian sage with Confucian etiquette.

Looking at the Confucian aura constantly flying out around him, he did not try to forcibly grab it.

This can be considered the last act of respect for his cheap master.

This central figure of the Central Plains' cultural heritage ultimately failed to fulfill his dream.

"Master, go in peace! Any immortal who dares to descend to the mortal realm will be punished."

"Your disciple will show you the world and, with your share of the journey, reach even greater heights."

Ye Yun knew that his master certainly didn't want to ascend to higher and farther places to see if there was anyone more knowledgeable than him.

Just before Zhang Fuyao transformed into a rainbow and disintegrated, he gave Ye Yun a fortuitous opportunity: his righteous sword energy dissolved the numerous malevolent energies left on Ye Yun's body due to excessive killing.

The noble spirit of a scholar, the complete insights of a Confucian sage.

If Ye Yun were to truly attain sainthood through studying, he could probably do so in just a few years.

His swordsmanship and swordsmanship have reached the pinnacle of human skill, and he has also mastered the strengths of both Taoism and Confucianism. All he lacks is the Vajra of Buddhism. However, his physical strength is no weaker than any Vajra physique.

What's lacking is a bit of Buddhist luck.

"Unfortunately, the system hasn't recognized him as the best in the world yet. Since it doesn't recognize him, then he'll challenge them one by one."

Ye Yun glanced at the East Sea Martial Emperor City and said.

The strongest being in the world is none other than the Martial Saint Wang Xianzhi.

Ye Yun had just stepped out of the Moral Forest.

There were two people waiting for him.

Ye Yun looked puzzled. The two men were not young and were dressed differently from the other students at Shangyin Academy. They must be teachers or something similar here.

"Ye Yun, I am Qi Yanglong, the Grand Master of Shangyin Academy."

A refined-looking man with wise eyes introduced himself.

"My surname is Wang, and I am mainly responsible for many daily affairs of the Shangyin Academy."

The long-bearded man next to him introduced himself.

It turns out to be these two people, the main leaders of the Shangyin Academy, with countless disciples under their tutelage.

Especially Qi Yanglong, who seems to be the Grand Preceptor of Li Yang.

"What is it?"

Ye Yun asked calmly.

"Although the sage has left, you are his disciple. Before he left, the sage instructed you to stay and become the Grand Master of the Shangyin Academy."

Unlike other martial arts practitioners, Qi Yanglong was not afraid of Ye Yun, this demon, and stood calmly in front of Ye Yun.

Ye Yun immediately recognized that this person was already at the peak of the Great Celestial Phenomenon Realm, just one step away from becoming a Saint.

He pondered for a moment and realized that his master had arranged everything long ago before leaving the mortal world and infusing him with the righteous sword energy, all for this very purpose.

"I wonder what Qi Jijiu's view is of the world today."

Ye Yun spoke up.

I want to know how this future "national craftsman" of the Liyang Dynasty will choose.

I choose you.

Qi Yanglong did not hesitate and gave a definite answer directly.

Why did you choose me?

Ye Yun pursued the strongest martial arts in the world and had no interest in matters of the imperial court.

"A few days ago, Emperor Liyang asked me to come out of seclusion and wanted me to serve as the Imperial Preceptor. Now, Emperor Liyang is nearing the end of his life and has not yet designated an heir to the throne."

A chaotic war is about to break out in the Li Yang royal family. You killed Xu Xiao, the King of Bei Liang. Although Chen Zhibao is the new king, his position is illegitimate. As far as I know, Bei Liang does not have a dragon vein.

Xu Fengnian's fate is unknown. The Northern Barbarians are stirring up trouble. Taking advantage of the chaos in the Li Yang royal family, they sent many experts to assassinate officials in the Li Yang court.

The great war between Liang and Mang will soon break out completely.

You are the son of Ye Baikui, the military strategist of Western Chu, and a disciple of a sage. Your martial arts are unparalleled. I wish to invite you to sit on the throne of Qin, to end this tripartite balance of power, and to bring the world under your rule.

Qi Yanglong bowed with great enthusiasm and said.

The Grand Master of Shangyin Academy must have considered these words very carefully.

"No, I want to hear the truth. Why did you choose me?"

Ye Yun, however, was not buying it.

He swallowed the black dragon raised by Zhao Huangchao. The Zhao royal family, which had lost a lot of fortune, would perish sooner or later without the nourishment of the dragon vein's fortune; it was only a matter of time.

The current emperor, Zhao Chun, probably doesn't have many days left to live. Before he dies, he still wants to tie the Shangyin Academy to the Zhao family's broken ship.

"Hahaha, as expected of the successor chosen by the First Sage."

"Firstly, the Shangyin Academy was founded by the First Sage, and you should protect it. In the future, all the students of the Shangyin Academy can be used by you."

Secondly, a major war between Liang and Mang is inevitable. With Liyang beset by internal and external troubles and the Eighth Prince wielding power, who will ultimately benefit?

Thirdly, while the master of Huishan Xuanyuan appears to be Xuanyuan Qingfeng, it is truly you. Xuanyuan Jingcheng was able to establish itself in Western Chu because of you, and in just four years, it reached the pinnacle of martial arts. Furthermore, you secretly possess your own power base. Therefore, I hope even more that you can become the future ruler of the world.

Qi Yanglong's wise eyes seemed to want to see through Ye Yun, but the young man remained completely unmoved.

Could it be that he truly didn't want to be an emperor?

What you said is very appealing, but unfortunately my heart is not in the court.

Ye Yun refused outright.

The throne, seemingly the pinnacle of power, is actually subject to many constraints.

With his current level of martial arts cultivation, why should he be bound by others?

The long-bearded chief priest behind him said with a smile, "As far as I know, whether it's the immortals of the three religions or a martial artist, they all need enough luck to achieve anything."

Luck?

Ye Yun was silent for a moment: "This Shangyin Academy, as the premier academy under the Imperial Academy of the Liyang Dynasty, secretly supports me, a descendant of the Western Chu, without fear of being seen as a thorn in the side by Liyang."

"Hahaha, Shangyin Academy is the academy of the Liyang Dynasty, but it is not bound by imperial power. As for the thorn in our side, with you, Ye Yun, here, Liyang dares not make a move."

Qi Yanglong reassured Ye Yun.

At this moment, Ye Yun was also scheming in his heart, thinking about how he could truly unify the entire world.

It gathers the Spring and Autumn Period fortune scattered throughout the Northern Liang, Northern Mang, Li Yang, and the Jianghu.

All this good fortune is now in my own hands.

Doesn't that mean he has seized all the fortune and destiny of the world?

By gathering the fortune of the world into one's own body, one's own cultivation will surely surpass the terrestrial celestial realm.

"Alright, I'm willing to become the Chancellor of Shangyin Academy. Before that, I need to go to Tai'an City. There's a move I need to make."

Ye Yun finally agreed to Qi Yanglong's request.

As for why Qi Longyang chose him, there must be some influence from his master Zhang Fuyao.

It turns out that this first Confucian sage was even more ruthless, directly aiming to support him to become the ruler of the world and completely control his destiny.

Since it was introduced by the sage of Confucianism, Confucianism will only become more prosperous and live longer in the future, and its calculations will be more sophisticated.

"Then I wish you success, Master Ye."

The two performed a Confucian ritual for Ye Yun.

Ye Yun nodded, took a step, and disappeared.

"Wow, this is truly divine intervention!"

Wang Jijiu sighed.

"When the sages were liberated, the Confucian spirit was restored, and we all have the opportunity to become sages through studying."

"It's just a pity that my apprentices are probably in mortal danger."

Qi Yanglong sighed.

As a Confucian scholar, I naturally understand that the change of dynasties is a new dynasty built on piles of corpses.