Sheng Fu

Chapter 1260 Fear and Fearlessness

The next day.

In the early morning, Bai Xiaowei pushed open the door and saw the courtyard covered with glistening silver frost.

The swirling snowflakes and the morning mist create a refreshing and invigorating atmosphere.

Bai Xiaowei rubbed his temples and slowly walked towards the central courtyard, his mind filled with many thoughts, yet he had no clue what to do.

Inside the courtyard, Shen Jun and Gu Yue had already brewed tea, and the tea steamed in the air. On the table were also breakfast items that Shen Jun had brought from the breakfast shop, such as steamed buns, oil tea, and meat pies.

The three cabinet leaders had a simple breakfast.

Gu Yue let out a soft breath and said, "Red lanterns have been hung in the streets and alleys. The end of the year is getting closer and closer. Looking at the bustling and prosperous capital, I feel a sorrow that I cannot express."

Shen Jun remained silent.

Li Hongshan informed the three cabinet leaders of the intelligence late last night. They thought about it all night and could only come to one conclusion: this time, it was just a gamble, but the premise was that the people had to be fooled first.

The new policy does not allow for deceiving the people.

But this time, I had no choice but to lie.

This is not only deceiving the people, but also deceiving their own conscience.

The real reason these three bigwigs couldn't sleep at night was that they themselves didn't know whether the future would be bright or bleak.

Given the current situation, they will most likely face a bleak future.

After the new policy was implemented, these three people also did a lot of things in a bold and decisive manner. Their beautiful political ideals took root and sprouted in their hearts, making them like fearless and passionate young people, and they were determined to do a lot of great things that would benefit the present and future generations.

But then the cold water came out of nowhere.

And they poured two buckets of cold water on it at once.

"If the sky falls, so be it. Life is just a passing phase," Shen Jun said with a look of utter despair.

As the two chatted, they simultaneously heard familiar footsteps echoing in their minds.

“If you want to die, you can die now. There’s no need to be sentimental. If you want to live a good life in the future, you’d better kowtow to the Demon Lord and the God Emperor as soon as possible.” Bai Xiaowei’s voice came from outside the house, and the footsteps gradually became clearer and stronger.

Gu Yue and Shen Jun quickly got up to greet them.

Bai Xiaowei glanced at Shen Jun, somewhat impatient. Shen Jun looked at the table and quickly brought tea and water to Bai Xiaowei.

After taking his seat, Bai Xiaowei casually picked up a steaming hot xiaolongbao and started eating it with relish, as if today was just an ordinary day.

Gu Yue casually brought the oil tea to Bai Xiaowei. The two cabinet ministers looked like two experienced lackeys in front of the Prime Minister.

In fact, within the cabinet, these two men did indeed fulfill their duties as lackeys to Bai Xiaowei quite a bit.

After taking a few bites, Bai Xiaowei picked up his teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

The Prime Minister hummed and said, "Everything is as usual. There is no need to worry about the future. The God Emperor and the Demon Lord are bound to fight eventually. Immediately issue orders to all prefectures and counties to prepare in advance to appease public opinion."

"If the sky falls, so be it."

Even if you're going to the execution ground tomorrow, you still have to have a good meal today.

Gu Yue and Shen Jun felt a heavy weight in their hearts, and looked at Bai Xiaowei with slightly blank expressions.

Bai Xiaowei rolled his eyes at the two of them: "Half-step Wanduan, who has a solution?"

"We don't even have the right to enter, yet we're here feeling melancholy, acting all patriotic and concerned? A poor kid like us has to worry about whether the landlord is doing well?"

Gu Yue and Shen Jun were helpless.

But after thinking it over, I can only decide that it doesn't matter.

The capital of the Spirit Clan. Inside the imperial study of the palace.

Bei Hanfei sat in the center, holding the infant master in her arms, with King Linghe and King Zhen'an below her.

The Prince of Zhen'an had a scraggly beard and slightly unfocused eyes, but the King of Linghe didn't care about his emotions and didn't bother to comfort him.

The Empress Dowager of the Spirit Clan lowered her head and gazed tenderly at her son, a storm raging within her.

I never imagined that the great struggle would end up like this.

"We will follow the will of the Human Emperor, which is also the will of Jun'er," Bei Hanfei said with a determined look in her eyes.

It was originally a conflict between nations, an eruption of war and strategy.

In the end, it all depends on the luck of three or four people. Upon careful consideration, it is indeed somewhat bizarre. There is no belief in bearing the fate of all people, nor is there a distinction between good and bad morality. Yet, each person has an absolute reason not to lose.

King Linghe glanced at King Zhen'an and said with a deathly calm, "I will control public opinion; you stabilize the morale of the army."

"Make yourself look presentable, don't be all scruffy."

Prince Zhen'an pursed his lips, hesitated, and then nodded with deep shame.

Two half-step myriads, who can withstand them?

Although Yuwen Jun was hopeful.

But now, Yuwen Jun's hope is like a lonely lamp in the cold night, a faint flame on a desolate snowfield, and they are naturally extremely uneasy.

Can this tiny spark ignite a prairie fire, creating a raging inferno?

Only this tiny spark could become their fragile hope.

Linghe Wang lowered his head slightly and began to speak slowly: "As far as I know, the Demon Realm does indeed have a supreme treasure called the Netherworld Tower, which is the Demon Realm's national treasure. Its killing power is still unknown, and there is no record of the Netherworld Tower in ancient books."

"Tomorrow, you should discuss with that Xiu Shenzhu clan chief and exaggerate the destructive power of the Netherworld Tower to an immense degree, so that the rumors spread from Sky City to the entire Spirit Race world."

"Although it's just a consolation, at this critical juncture, any straw can become people's last hope and bottom line."

Prince Zhen'an nodded emphatically and said, "Don't worry."

The prince with heterochromia thought of Zhongyi, but unfortunately, Zhongyi could not stand in the open.

The Spirit Clan also possesses a national treasure, known as the Myriad Spirit Bell, which can only be transformed into supernatural powers by those who possess the true essence of all spirits.

"It's all to bolster our courage," Ling and Wang said with a silly grin, pursing their lips.

Bei Hanfei, however, said with a firm look in her eyes: "I am a woman. Perhaps in your eyes, I do not understand politics. Perhaps you also think that women's ideas are too naive and romantic at times."

"But I always felt that Yuwen Jun would stay until the end."

“He is our hope, and you don’t need to be so pessimistic.”

"In this world, there will always be some seemingly impossible, yet incredible things that happen."

“If neither of you can muster the spirit, then Yuwen Jun is truly fighting alone.”

"The war is not over yet. Neither the God Emperor nor the Demon Lord can stand alone. When two heroes fight, it will naturally create opportunities for a third party."

"We need to pull ourselves together and get our blood pumping."

"Everything we do is not to embolden ourselves, but because we inherently possess fearless courage and a pure heart."

"Furthermore, it's nothing more than the annihilation of all living beings."

"But if our hearts are already dead before all living beings have been annihilated, wouldn't that be a huge joke?"

The two powerful princes were stunned by what they heard, their hearts filled with countless ripples...