Sheng Fu

Chapter 1211 Honesty and Choice
Huo Mu and Qing Yue felt a surge of vigorous energy coursing through their hearts...

With the Empress Dowager's explicit instruction, there was no need to be restrained anymore.

For these two soul masters, it was naturally a good thing to increase their master's power.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the two bowed their heads, speaking humbly and earnestly.

Bei Hanfei also spoke frankly without any reservation: "Thank you both for your hard work. No matter how you govern the country, there is only one principle: all my spiritual people should be able to live in luxury and be equal."

The Eldar are truly exhausted from this era of great conflict.

Let Yuwen Jun slowly savor those magnificent scenes to come...

Living a good life is more important than anything else.

Inside the Dream Capital.

Jing Peiyao has already returned to Changmao Prefecture to guard it, so there is no benefit for her to stay here any longer.

Yuwen Jun, Gu Cheng, and Bei Hanmeng gathered by the waterside pavilion.

The aroma of tea wafts through the air, but the feeling of drinking tea in the past is gone.

Bei Hanmeng quietly watched Yuwen Jun, as did Gu Cheng.

The young regent's face was still deathly pale, but the light in his eyes was brighter and more captivating than that of the boy he once was. The hardships of the past years had not tarnished the youthful spirit he once possessed.

A surge of turmoil welled up in Bei Hanmeng's beautiful eyes, and she suddenly spoke as if possessed: "Now that you have become one of the most powerful people in the world, what are your thoughts?"

Gu Cheng looked at Bei Hanmeng with a panicked expression.

This issue is far too sensitive.

After the late emperor's death, the Spirit Clan completely lost its qualification to contend for final victory, and for a long time to come, the power of the Spirit Clan will lean towards Yuwen Jun.

Yuwen Jun's will has become an undeniable and vigorous force in this great struggle.

The Demon Realm is in his hands, and so is the Spirit Race.

Gu Yong died at the hands of the Demon Lord, and the late Emperor died at the hands of Mu Chun. They shared a common enemy and a common vision. Although the situation was passive, Yuwen Jun's personal fortune had reached its peak.

Yuwen Jun's hand, which was holding a teacup, hovered in mid-air. He raised his eyebrows slightly, then quickly regained his composure and slowly placed the teacup on the table.

Some things we have to face sooner or later, and some things we have to say sooner or later.

Continuing to hide it and pretend it's a snake is pointless.

Yuwen Jun readily agreed, saying, "I don't feel much emotion. There is indeed a slight possibility of conquering the world, but it's only a slight possibility."

"But what drives me forward is not my ambition, but the countless expectant eyes."

"Ambitions are also there, namely, to fight the Demon Lord openly and fairly, defeat the Demon Lord, and usher in a golden age for the world."

"But in reality, it's very difficult to do."

"The Realm of Myriad Ends is too mysterious, and no one knows what the place of origin is like."

"This great era of struggle is not only a contest for power, but also a quest to reach the pinnacle."

Bei Hanmeng pondered for a moment, while Gu Cheng lowered his head, unsure how to respond to the clear words.

After an unknown amount of time, Bei Hanmeng said decisively, "We will support you!"

"This time, we'll go all in on you."

"Whatever the cost, we will accept it with equanimity."

"If you are the one who ultimately unifies the world, it would be a good thing for my Spirit Clan people."

It's not impossible for the Dragon Clan to rule the world. Yuwen Jun suddenly felt a heavy weight on his shoulders and subconsciously stood up and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your kindness. I will certainly do my utmost."

Seeing this, Bei Hanmeng chuckled and said, "Little guy, you've finally shown your fangs."

Gu Cheng laughed and joked, "You really couldn't hide it anymore!"

"Unfortunately, you're the only one we can bet on."

"If I had other options, I definitely wouldn't choose you."

Bei Hanyong is too young. By the time Bei Hanyong grows up, the Great Struggle will probably be over.

Yuwen Jun slowly raised his head, pursed his lips, and was conflicted. But looking into Bei Hanmeng and Gu Cheng's sincere eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "Actually, you have another option."

Upon hearing this, the two men immediately became serious.

The conflict on Yuwen Jun's face was genuine; he wouldn't say something so inappropriate at such a moment.

"Who?" Bei Hanmeng asked, her brows furrowed and her eyes blazing.

After much deliberation, Yuwen Jun decided to keep the matter confidential, solemnly saying, "This matter is between us only. You may tell your master's wife, but you must not tell anyone else."

"Otherwise, factional strife will inevitably break out within the Spirit Race."

"Everything shall be based on the late emperor's decree before his passing."

Bei Hanmeng's chest heaved, her breathing became increasingly erratic, and beads of sweat appeared on her fair forehead.

“It involves the internal affairs of the Spirit Clan, so we are naturally aware of the situation. You can speak freely and boldly. I am also very interested to know who my blood relative, whom I have never met, is.” Bei Hanmeng said, her body trembling.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Bei Hanmeng.

Gu Cheng also stared wide-eyed at Yuwen Jun in disbelief.

"Zhong Yi?" Bei Hanmeng's eyes widened in disbelief.

My understanding of Zhongyi was limited to his past service in the Lingmi Guard, which was directly under His Majesty's command. At first, I thought that the late Emperor believed Zhongyi was a promising talent and thus made a rash move.

Unexpectedly, the two had such a connection.

"Yes, he has initially cultivated the Myriad Spirits True Essence, but his identity cannot be made public; it can only exist as the foundation of the Spirit Clan." Yuwen Jun lowered his head and slowly revealed the truth.

Bei Hanmeng's body went limp and she almost fell to the ground. Gu Cheng quickly reached out and put his arm around her waist, gently comforting her, "This is actually a good thing."

Zhong Yi's existence adds another possibility to the Spirit Race world.

Bei Hanmeng was so angry that she gasped for breath and said, "No wonder my father sent Zhongyi to your Hengchang Sect. It turns out he wanted you to protect Zhongyi and pave the way for his cultivation."

"No wonder Zhongyi was chosen as the commander of the Imperial Dragon Army. We always thought that Zhongyi was just a confidant of Father. It just so happens that he is a young man, which makes it easier for him to communicate and exchange ideas with you."

“So that’s how it is!”

After revealing this secret, Yuwen Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have you already begun to cultivate the Myriad Spirits True Essence?" Bei Hanmeng stared directly into Yuwen Jun's eyes and questioned him.

Yuwen Jun nodded and gently advised, "He has great potential, and his future achievements may not be inferior to those of the late emperor. I spoke with him last night, and if he is willing, I can give him the position of regent."

"My ideals are not necessarily connected with the future vision of the Eldar."

"But he refused. He just wanted to grow up alone and pursue the ultimate path alone."

Bei Hanmeng suddenly felt her body go limp and collapsed into Gu Cheng's arms. Perhaps the atmosphere was serious at the moment, but Gu Cheng's heart was soft.

Gu Cheng felt sorry for Meng'er at this moment, and unconsciously hugged her even tighter.

Yuwen Jun sighed and said, "The causes and effects are different for each person, but this matter can be forced, yet it cannot be forced."