From the Valkyrie to the Endless

It was not until the door was closed again that Feng Muyu came to his senses and went downstairs in a daze.

In the living room, Shen Qing sent Zhao Yu to sleep, and sat on the sofa to open the documents. This kind of detailed information was always transmitted on paper, and there were too many loopholes in the security system on the Internet, which could easily lead to data leakage.

As he flipped through the information page by page, Shen Qing gradually had an idea in his mind.

Few of the top wealthy families are clean, and the Yang family is no exception, but it is much cleaner than Shen Qing expected.

Apart from some fighting among forces, there are no other extraordinary actions, and the main business now is only cross-border trade.

Yang Xiaozu's father died in the midst of power struggles and was assassinated. It has been almost twenty years since his death.

Yang Xiaozu started to get involved in the family business when he was ten years old. He was not only smart, but also had a great talent for cultivation. He had already reached the realm of manifestation at a young age. With time, he might be able to achieve great success.

Based on this information alone, Shen Qing has not found a reason to take action against the Yang family.

After a while, Shen Qing threw down the documents in his hand, leaned back on the sofa, and rubbed his eyebrows lightly.

Never mind. After all, it happened more than two thousand years ago. There is no point in harping about it in this life.

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The next morning.

The sunlight shines into the room through the gaps in the curtains, casting mottled shadows.

The shrill alarm sounded, and Zhao Yu reluctantly stuck her butt out. Her body wanted to get up, but her head was still sealed by the pillow.

The alarm rang three times before Zhao Yu half-opened his eyes. He silently reached out and touched the quilt beside him. As expected, it was already cold.

Zhao Yu got up, drew aside the curtains and opened the window. Suddenly, a cold wind blew in from outside the window. She couldn't help but shiver, and her sleepiness was mostly gone.

Winter is one step closer.

Zhao Yu walked into the living room and glanced towards the balcony. She was somewhat surprised not to see Shen Qing. When she turned around, she saw Shen Qing walking out of the bathroom.

She was already dressed neatly, and the slim-cut formal dress showed off her body curves perfectly. In order to fit the season and not appear too abrupt, Shen Qing also put on a layer of warm black stockings and a pair of simple silver-gray high heels.

Her face without makeup was still as delicate as ever, and the gold-rimmed glasses added a different kind of temptation, which made Zhao Yu stunned for a moment:

"Sister Qing, you seem to be getting more and more beautiful..."

"Hurry up, today is an early class."

Shen Qing glanced at the time and urged casually.

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Because Zhao Yu hesitated for a while, finally, the two of them entered the classroom one after the other, at the exact same time.

The auditorium was already full of people, with nearly three hundred seats, almost all of them occupied.

The composition of these people is quite complex. There are professors and teachers who are auditing the course, some so-called freelance writers on the Internet who have spent a lot of money and manpower to gain the qualification to audit the course, and even more are male college students whose heads are filled with fantasies of teacher-student love.

Even if you just look at it, it's pleasing to the eyes.

Shen Qing glanced around the classroom, and his gaze suddenly fixed on the end of the classroom, where a man wearing a mask was sitting upright.

Seeing this person, Shen Qing couldn't help but narrow her eyes. She didn't quite understand why Yang Xiaozu would come here to listen to her class.

Being stared at by Shen Qing, Yang Xiaozu couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. The mental pressure he was feeling at the moment was simply indescribable, but he had to come today.

Shen Qing just glanced at him and didn't say much. She had already made a decision about the Yang family's attitude last night.

As long as there is no more sick person in the Yang family, she will not take any action against them. If Yang Xiaozu wants to listen, then let him do it.

In today's class, Shen Qing originally just gave a general overview of Da Xia's history, which was considered to put an end to her short teaching career.

But after meeting Yang Xiaozu, she changed her mind and focused on two secrets that were not recorded in history.

One is that as early as more than 5,000 years ago, Daxia had already known about the existence of the descendants of gods, and the original intention of establishing Daxia's God Catching Bureau was to catch gods.

The second is the burial place of Yang Zongxian, the fallen emperor of Daxia, after he was killed.

This has been an eternal mystery.

After hearing this, Yang Xiaozu, who was sitting in the back row, couldn't help but stand up.

The imperial mausoleum of Daxia had long been dug out during years of war. Now that Shen Qing had been told the burial place of his ancestors, it was undoubtedly an unspeakable favor to him.

In this world, only Shen Qing knows where Yang Zongxian was buried. She also learned it from the diary left by Zhao Yu.

That year, she took Yang Zongxian's head to offer sacrifices to the Shen family. Afterwards, the head was sent to the people guarding the tomb and buried aside. Considering that he was an emperor after all, they also gave him a wooden body.

Later, Zhao Yu relocated the tombs of the entire Shen family, leaving only Yang Zongxian's lonely grave.

Shen Qing only gave a general coordinate. Now, more than two thousand years have passed and the topography has changed, but with the means of a cultivator, it is not difficult to find Yang Zongxian's tomb.

In this world, there are actually not many people who really care about history. The only history that is well known is the history after the Xin Dynasty. Not many people care about what happened before that.

Just like the people attending class now, most of them come for Shen Qing's face, and perhaps the pair of legs wrapped in black. Perhaps only the older professors and Yang Xiaozu would be interested in the truth of history.

"Everyone, today's class ends here. After that, the class will be suspended indefinitely. If we are destined to meet again in the future, we may have a chance to meet again."

After he finished speaking, Shen Qing slowly walked out of the classroom regardless of the uproar in the classroom.

Someone in the classroom chased out, but Shen Qing's figure disappeared in an instant.

In the classroom, Yang Xiaozu was nowhere to be seen. No one knew when he left this noisy place.

Half an hour later.

Beside a lake in Yunhai University, Shen Qing sat alone on a bench under the shade of trees, looking at the sparkling lake in front of him, a little dazed for a moment.

While attending class, it was also time for her to reminisce. Every time at this time, she would always think of Zhao Yu, and it was inevitable that she felt a little difficult for a while.

She suddenly understood a little bit about how Zhao Yu had spent the decades after she left.

A figure walked up to Shen Qing with his head lowered.

Shen Qing didn't move his eyes at all, still staring at the lake, and said lightly: "What are you doing here?"

Yang Xiaozu hesitated for a moment, then knelt down in front of Shen Qing with his knees softened. “Thank you for telling me where my ancestors were buried.”

"No need to thank me. There is only his head there, not a complete set of remains."

Shen Qing replied indifferently: "Tell me the purpose of your visit."

Yang Xiaozu clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:

"I just want to know whether it was you who personally destroyed the fate of Daxia, and...what kind of person my ancestor was."

He asked this question today with the determination to die. If Shen Qing really wanted to kill him, Yang would be vulnerable now. Instead of waiting to die, it would be better to choose a clearer way to die.

"Yang Zongxi used his own blood to contaminate the great national treasure of Daxia, and then notified the overseas Gangsha monks, forcing out all the cards of the Yang family. It can be said that the fate of Daxia was cut short by you, the Yang family, and it has nothing to do with me."

"I just killed Yang Zongxian, that's all."

Shen Qing narrated the story in a calm tone. After nearly three thousand years, she was almost in an objective position to judge the two brothers.

"As the Son of Heaven, Yang Zongxian has ruled over 80% of the people, and he has made no mistakes in governing the country. However, he has caused too many innocent people to die for his own selfish desires. Blood debt can only be repaid with blood, so I cut off his head to pay for his evil deeds."

After the words fell, Shen Qing's eyes dropped and stopped at Yang Xiaozu who was kneeling beside him:

"Any other questions?"

(End of this chapter)

120. Chapter 120 Heart

120.

2023-08-02

Shen Qing did not judge Yang Zongxian's good or evil too much, as it was meaningless.

A dead person no longer has any weight in her eyes.

During her time as a history teacher, she reviewed the entire history of Daxia again. From some court records of Yang Zongxian's early access to the throne, it was not difficult to find that he had certain talents in governing the country. Under his leadership, Daxia's national strength rose to more than one level.

For the common people at that time, the emperor was not greedy and lustful, did not disrupt the government and harm the country, and did not indulge in extravagance and lust. Compared with the kings of previous dynasties, he was even worse.

However, as time went by, Yang Zongxian gradually became distorted for some reason and turned Qianzhou into a hotbed for the awakening of the descendants of gods, causing hundreds or even tens of millions of people to die in the war.

This person has entered the devil's way and has almost lost his humanity. The only thing left in his eyes is spiritual practice.

Shen Qing had no sympathy or hatred towards Yang Zongxian. Even the related memories began to fade away in her mind and some of them could not be remembered clearly.

He was just a dead man who had passed away for more than two thousand years. It would be a waste of time to attack and criticize his actions. Shen Qing was too lazy to say more.

Yang Xiaozu knelt beside Shen Qing's legs, silent for a long time, dazed and absent-minded.

Shen Qing had no intention of waiting for him. He stood up and prepared to go find Zhao Yu. Suddenly, he wanted to see her very much.

"Senior, how do you plan to deal with my Yang family?"

Yang Xiaozu lowered his head, his expression unclear: "If it is the responsibility of our ancestors, the younger generations should share their responsibility and bear the consequences."

"You don't have enough space on your body for me to use the knife, so stay alive for now."

Shen Qing walked away without stopping.

"You have spared my Yang family's life today. It is a grace from heaven and you are magnanimous. But I cannot just pretend that nothing happened."

Yang Xiaozu suddenly stood up and followed Shen Qing, saying quickly: "If you don't mind, I, the Yang family, will take you as my leader in the future."

Shen Qing stopped, glanced at him, and said calmly: "What use do I have for you?"

"You're still in need of a good dog."

Yang Xiaozu replied without hesitation.

Hearing this, Shen Qing narrowed his eyes and took a closer look at Yang Xiaozu in front of him for the first time.

What Song Lingjia said was not wrong. The man in front of him was quite extraordinary. He had even completely abandoned the so-called self-esteem of being a descendant of the royal family.

The so-called mistakes of ancestors should be borne by descendants, which is nothing but an excuse, and Shen Qing does not believe it.

A man who can bend and stretch can be a husband.

Yang Xiaozu's thoughts were not concealed at all and could be seen almost at a glance.

He did not believe what Shen Qing said and still felt that Shen Qing had murderous intentions towards the Yang family. People's thoughts could change at any time. If they did not want to use force today, they might not want to do so tomorrow.