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Chapter 1104 Peace Talks Imminent
These truths obviously cannot be told to Lian Feihong and others, because it would be difficult to explain the source of the inferences.

This led to a situation where a group of people gathered together, but could not reach a conclusion no matter how they discussed it.

Suddenly, someone rushed in from outside, his face flushed with excitement, "Great news! The royal family has yielded!"

Starting with the royal uncle, the Three Gentlemen, Five Gentlemen, and Eight Gentlemen, representing the royal family, sought peace with the aristocratic families and proposed that the feudal lords could voluntarily abdicate in exchange for the aristocratic families not pursuing the matter further.

In other words, the original plan to depose the feudal lords and establish new candidates had to be changed.

Lian Feihong was originally vying for the position of the next feudal lord, but if the negotiations succeed, he will become the abdicated lord.

Yes, that's right, it's the abdication of the emperor, who has passed the throne to the next ruler.

For the lord who committed a grave mistake, this was a dignified outcome, and the royal family was able to escape unscathed, without having to flee overseas to avoid trouble and become members of the maritime warriors.

Given the size of the royal family, even if its wealth and resources shrink, it is still one of the world's top aristocratic families. After enduring for thousands of years, it can still join the ranks of aristocratic families and wait for its eventual resurgence.

After much thought, the other party's act of seeking peace is reasonable and the optimal solution under the current circumstances.

"Although the eighteen aristocratic families are still debating, they have generally agreed, with the main disagreement lying in the terms offered..."

Upon hearing this, everyone understood perfectly well that it was simply a matter of how much meat to cut from the royal family and how to divide it on a plate.

Lian Feihong was thrilled. Dawn was on the horizon, and given the current balance of power, he was the most likely candidate to become the Zen Master.

In his excitement, he didn't forget to ask, "Where will the negotiations take place?"

"The Imperial Palace for Sacrificial Rites!"

Ah!
"Is the sacrificial palace still closed?"

The confidant who came to deliver the message shook his head. "Although he is still imprisoned, Feng Feishang, who was guarding him, has already left. The royal family said that on the day of the negotiations, the palace gates will be open and both sides can enter!"

Zhou You's gaze passed through the eaves, over the overlapping rooftops, and looked up at the palace. It was empty; there were no more giant swords or figures.

Without the powerful Heavenly Sect guarding it, the Sacrificial Palace is about to open, like the sky clearing after rain, suddenly bright and clear.

But can the negotiations really proceed smoothly?
"Young Master, why don't I go and pay my respects to the Divine Sword of the Southern Heaven and sound him out?"

Zhou You whispered to Lian Feihong that he was volunteering.

"I almost forgot, you are still a disciple of the Sword Sect. Don't come empty-handed. Wait half a day, and I'll prepare some suitable gifts for you!"

Lian Feihong acted quickly; in the blink of an eye, the gifts were all prepared, even though it was only half a day.

Zhou You glanced at the gifts quickly and realized that aristocratic families were all highly skilled at gift-giving, and every single one of the gifts they prepared was perfect.

After bidding farewell to Lian Feihong, he went to the secluded place of Tiannan Divine Sword to pay his respects.

The Tiannan Divine Sword was renowned throughout the world, but his secluded place was not bustling and few people came.

It's not that there are few visitors; on the contrary, there are too many. If we could open up to everyone, the ground would probably sink three feet under their feet.

Outsiders cannot enter this place; it has always been a well-known forbidden area in the capital and is not open to the public.

When Zhou You arrived, he wasn't supposed to be allowed in, but he introduced himself and said that he was also a disciple of the Sword Sect.

Just then, the second son, Jian, was there. He came out, met with him briefly, and then took Zhou You inside.

On the way, the second son, Jian, asked directly, "You're here on behalf of Lian Feihong!"

"Ok?"

Zhou You could tell from the tone that there must have been quite a few guests visiting recently. He nodded in acknowledgment and said, "We dare not trouble the Sword Sect, but the Heavenly Sacrifice Palace is about to open, and we have no idea how to proceed. We have come to ask for your advice!"

"Then you've come for nothing. The Sword Sect focuses solely on cultivation and breakthroughs, having long since severed all worldly ties."

The second son, Jian, said, “Just tell him what you want; he won’t listen and won’t give you any reply!”

Zhou You's shoulders trembled slightly. "Could it be that the Sword Sect is about to ascend to sainthood?" "You have witnessed it in the Southern Frontier. You should know how difficult it is to ascend to sainthood. Every step must be taken with utmost care and caution, as if walking on thin ice."

The second son, Jian, sighed, "We disciples are at a critical juncture. All we can do is protect our master and safeguard his teachings."

When Zhou You saw the Tiannan Divine Sword again, he finally saw it more clearly, and after becoming a Grandmaster, he saw a completely different appearance.

The Heavenly Southern Divine Sword is like a mountain peak shrouded in mist; parting a layer of mist reveals a wondrous sight.

"Half Saint!"

Zhou You's heart trembled. If he hadn't been holding the Half-Saint Yin Blade, he wouldn't have been able to sense the familiar power level from the faint aura emanating from the other party.

It turns out that the Tiannan Divine Sword had already touched the threshold of a half-saint, and had already surpassed the peak of the Tian'o Tian Sect.

No wonder he lives a secluded life, never venturing out. With his current level of cultivation, he could break through to the Martial Saint realm at any moment. Compared to those power struggles and battles, he is like a speck of dust on a beautiful jade, easily blown away.

"Daqian, you're here! Come over and talk to me!"

When Tiannan Divine Sword saw Zhou You, his eyebrows twitched twice, and the wrinkles around his eyes relaxed into a smile.

The second son, Jian, was startled. Shocked, he couldn't understand why his master valued the other so highly.

"Go down. Feng Feishang is being chased by an unknown force and is having difficulty escaping. Go and lend him a hand."

Tiannan Divine Sword ordered the second son, Jian, to step down, inadvertently revealing a great secret.

Zhou You wondered who was so bold as to dare to chase after a disciple of the Tiannan Divine Sword Sect, and who else had the strength to do so?

After the second son, Jian, left...

"I know why you've come, but what can an old man like me do? Let fate decide!"

This sentence expresses an attitude of detachment.

Zhou You was slightly disappointed. Although he had expected this, the Tiannan Divine Sword remained silent, and the chaotic situation in Dijing remained unresolved.

Suddenly, he heard the other person say, "Stab me with your sword!"

Zhou You was slightly taken aback, then realized that he was going to test his skills, and drew his Mo Shou sword.

"excuse me!"

Now that I know the opponent is a half-saint, there's no need to hold back. I'll just unleash my strongest sword strike with all my might.

Zhou You even used the imagery of the butterfly of time, connecting the past, present, and future with a single sword stroke, with the invisible butterfly spreading its wings to outline the complete origin and end of the event.

A glint of sword light landed in the palm of the Heavenly Sword Master, lifting it up as if it were a firefly. He clicked his tongue in amazement, "How interesting!"

Three words, "How interesting," don't sound like a description of a killing sword technique at all.

"Okay, you may leave now!"

The Heavenly Sword covered the sword light with its backhand and nodded slightly to Zhou You.

Zhou You clasped his hands in a fist salute, turned around, and left.

I don't know how much time has passed!

The Heavenly Sword opened its palm, its sword light extinguished, leaving nothing but emptiness. It breathed softly, its eyes fixed intently on the sword with a curious and inquisitive gaze.

With a soft crack, a tiny fissure appeared on the crisscrossing wrinkles of the old palm. The fissure was as fine as a hair and as thin as a cicada's wing. Although it did not cut any blood vessels or cause any bleeding, it precisely sliced ​​through a layer of skin.

"wonderful!"

Tiannan Divine Sword let out a breath, "The wild disciples are more promising than the domesticated ones. Could it be the will of Heaven?"

(End of this chapter)