Achieving the Dao from the Hundred Schools of Thought

"Nonsense! My loyalty to Your Majesty is as clear as day! How could I possibly be associated with a traitor!"

Upon hearing Fan Li's words, Wu Zixu immediately spoke up in rebuttal.

Wu Zixu had long heard of Fan Li's great reputation in the Yue Kingdom. Today's events had exceeded Wu Zixu's expectations; if he allowed Fan Li to continue his disrespectful behavior, the king would inevitably distance himself even further from Wu Zixu!

"Prime Minister Wu had long been aware of Ling Yu's disloyal intentions, yet he condoned Ling Yu's assassination attempt on the King! Therefore, although this matter was committed by the Yue people, it was caused by Prime Minister Wu!"

Fan Li's words were all reasonable, and Wu Zixu was speechless for a moment.

"This old minister is willing to die alongside Goujian! No matter how Fan Li tries to deny it, the fact remains that the Yue people harbor rebellious intentions!"

King Fuchai agreed with Fan Li's words, but his face remained expressionless, and he did not express his opinion.

Wu Zixu's official position was now gone, and he would never have the chance to manage anything again.

If Wu Zixu is put in an awkward position at this moment, he might take advantage of his age and bring up the deceased King Helü.

"How can Prime Minister Wu be punished the same as the Yue people for his momentary oversight?"

Fuchai sighed and suppressed his displeasure, letting the matter drop.

But Wu Zixu was unmoved and continued to press the matter relentlessly.

"Your Majesty, how can this assassination attempt be let go? Is it enough to simply execute a mere soldier? Your Majesty cannot be humiliated! I beg Your Majesty to grant Goujian death; this old minister is willing to die with you!"

"snort!"

Fuchai looked displeased; his suppressed anger was almost uncontrollable. He turned around, flicked his sleeves, and walked back to the dragon throne.

Goujian, who had been standing there in a daze, seemed to have just come to his senses and muttered to himself.

"Yes, how can Your Majesty's majesty be offended? Your Majesty is a hegemon, a great ruler destined to conquer the Central Plains!"

After Goujian finished speaking, he turned around and picked up the broken blade.

"Your Majesty! Lingyu came to Gusu with my son's permission. The assassination attempt on Your Majesty is inextricably linked to my worthless son!"

Goujian, his face filled with grief, staggered toward Shiying, his voice growing increasingly resolute.

"Your Majesty, Goujian's life or death is unimportant; Your Majesty's dignity is paramount! Please allow Goujian to wash away Your Majesty's shame!"

"Goujian, stop!"

Fuchai's intervention came a little too late.

Without the slightest hesitation, Goujian raised his hand and plunged the broken blade into Shi Ying's heart.

Shi Ying's eyes were blank; he never understood why Goujian would kill him, even in death.

"Goujian!"

Inside the Wu King's palace, only Fuchai's shouts remained.

Everyone was stunned by Goujian's ruthlessness.

Even tigers don't eat their cubs, let alone a king!

Fan Li had already guessed that Goujian would do this, but he was still stunned for a few moments when it happened.

Fan Li was the first to regain his senses after Shi Ying, who had fallen to the ground, stopped breathing.

He knelt down immediately, his words earnest and his voice filled with sorrow.

"Your Majesty, our Crown Prince is dead, and only the King of Yue remains of the Yue royal family! Please, Your Majesty, spare the King of Yue!"

"Fan Li! My death is not a pity, Goujian!"

The Yue king and his ministers all knelt on the ground, awaiting Fuchai's judgment.

King Fuchai, a man of great talent, was shocked for a moment, but then regained his composure.

He was just in a bad mood.

The crown prince of a vassal state came to visit his father, but died in the Wu King's palace.

When this news spread, what did the court officials of Yue think?

They will surely think that I, Fuchai, cannot tolerate the people of Yue!

If we kill Goujian now, everyone in Yue will feel insecure and will not submit to Wu.

Goujian... must live.

"You may leave, I am...tired!"

"Your Majesty..."

"I'm tired of talking! Doesn't the Prime Minister understand?!"

Wu Zixu looked unwilling and wanted to say something more, but Fuchai choked him back.

Thus, the farce came to an end.

The only happy person was Bo Pi, who was standing next to him.

……

The next day, in the cave.

"Fan Li, after you return, spread the word about the Crown Prince's death."

Remember! It was Fuchai who assassinated my crown prince!

Goujian showed neither sorrow nor joy, and solemnly gave Fan Li his instructions.

"Furthermore, warn those courtiers with disloyal intentions to rein in their ulterior motives."

"The state of Yue is a defeated state. The fact that it hasn't fallen is entirely due to me, Goujian, serving as a slave to Fuchai! They want to emulate the Tian family, deceiving the royal family to control the government? They don't even know if they have the ability!"

Fan Li remained silent, then nodded solemnly.

Facing Goujian now, Fan Li felt a sense of fear.

"Return immediately upon finding the King's Sword! With Ying dead, Fuchai is now in a predicament."

"I only need a pretext, and I, Goujian, can return to Yue."

At this point, Goujian's lips curled up, but his eyes revealed hatred.

Fan Li's body stiffened involuntarily, and a word came to mind.

madman.

"Your subject obeys!"

Fan Li went to see Bo Pi that very day to inform him of his return to Yue.

Traveling day and night, using all his magical abilities, Fan Li traveled non-stop for ten days and finally arrived at Zhuili, a border city of the Wu Kingdom.

Fan Li, unwilling to cause any more trouble, left without entering the city.

As I passed by the Minjiang River, I was stopped by a voice.

"Dr. Fan, why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhuang Weiyang!

Fan Li looked toward the source of the sound and saw Zhuang Weiyang lying lazily under a tree, watching the smoke rising from the chimneys across the river, looking quite relaxed.

Zhuang Weiyang's technique of concealing her breath has improved again!

Even though they were already within five zhang of each other, Fan Li, a second-level cultivator, couldn't detect the man's aura!

Fan Li suppressed his surprise and bowed.

"Fan Li has important matters to attend to and time is of the essence, so I have not been able to visit the Second Young Master and General Zhuang in the city. I hope General Zhuang will not take offense!"

After Fan Li finished speaking, he immediately bowed and took his leave.

Zhuang Weiyang stared at Fan Li's retreating figure, feeling somewhat bewildered.

Why are you in such a hurry? What are you going to do?

Zhuang Weiyang shook her head, ignoring it, and turned back to Zuili.

Another half month has passed, and most of the spells that could be used to clear the dungeons have already been used.

【技能：风（10000/10000）、火（10000/10000）、山（10000/10000）、御（10000/10000）、势（3022/10000）、主政（1/10000）、水战（6542/10000）、林（居中调和，不可提升）心（易）不可提升】

[Supernatural Power: Blood and Qi Furnace]

[Current Progress: Tiger Bone Refinement (12/100000), can increase the power of "One Ox" and "One Tiger" of the same realm.]

"Alas, my supernatural powers have broken through, but my inner fire can't keep up. At the current rate of digesting the demon core, it will take at least two years!"

Zhuang Weiyang sighed helplessly.

"It's really frustrating that my progress in strength has slowed down! Master hasn't appeared in my dreams lately either, I wonder how he is now."

Both of them belonged to the Hundred Schools of Thought, and Zhuang Weiyang originally wanted to ask the Master for some advice.

However, the Master has not appeared in my dreams recently.

Over the past two weeks, Zhuang Weiyang's strength has reached its limit in the first realm.

In terms of military strategy, he has already mastered the art of moving the earth with a single thought and stopping a raging storm with a single thought.

The Qi and Blood Furnace has also broken through to the second level, thanks to the power of a tiger!

"The biggest gain was actually completing the first stage of the Qi and Blood Furnace cultivation. My Qi and blood don't need to be controlled; they just keep circulating throughout my body."

Since breaking through the Qi and Blood Furnace, Zhuang Weiyang's Qi and Blood flow has been completely fixed.

When his blood and qi surged, they strengthened his flesh and skin in accordance with the operating method of the ancient bull demon species.

"However... even if you're strong enough in one realm, you're still just one realm. I, Zhuang Weiyang, am someone who will cross realms to kill enemies!"

"How can you defeat someone at the first level without breaking through to the second level?"

Zhuang Weiyang sighed with a worried expression. As dusk approached, she hurried back to the courtyard and drifted off to sleep once more.

But then they saw Confucius in the dream classroom, also looking worried.

"Master, what's wrong with you—?"