Chapter 175: Take Care of Yourself, Only Then Can You Take Care of the World

Chapter 175: Take Care of Yourself, Only Then Can You Take Care of the World

Now that Sisi had left, it was also time for the tomb of the Sword Emperor to be sealed once again.

This was actually proposed by Zhao Changhe from the beginning. The tomb of the Sword Emperor could not be left exposed indefinitely. If someone were to accidentally stumble inside and end up awakening the Sword Emperor, that could lead to a catastrophe. Moreover, with the possibility of Maitreya launching an uprising and Gusu being right on the front lines, if he were to ever occupy it one day, there was no doubt that he could cause a calamity.

Tang Wanzhuang fully agreed with him. Thankfully, Sisi gave the Demon Suppression Bureau tremendous assistance with this matter, helping them look for the various spatial nodes that they could use to re-conceal it into a dimensional fragment.

The Demon Suppression Bureau had done similar things in the past, so they had some experience in this regard. Thanks to Sisi’s familiarity with the restrictions in place in the tomb, they eliminated the need to meticulously survey everything. Today was the day that they were going to implement the plan.

Sisi left without even saying goodbye to Tang Wanzhuang because everything had already been settled. It seemed as if she had only been staying here to wait for Zhao Changhe’s latest sword manual.

Or perhaps it was just to see him once more and throw out a harsh line about wanting to enslave him before finally leaving? Diiscover new stories at novelhall.com

No one knew.

After their falling out a few days ago, Zhao Changhe did not feel anything particularly special in his heart. He thought her antics were within his expectations, and breaking off their relationship was a natural outcome. What feelings could he have?

He just felt slightly regretful that there was no one he could tease and flirt with as openly anymore, but getting to experience having Tang Wanzhuang stay by his side for a while was not any less satisfying, and that greatly helped him alleviate that regret.

However, when Sisi really left, Zhao Changhe occasionally recalled those fleeting moments when her eyes spoke so loudly. As he watched her leave, he felt the urge to speak out with some anger and resentment.

Thus he realized that he ultimately still had some regrets toward her.

Because she was also involved in looking for treasure and conflicts, he had somewhat hoped to see another Xia Chichi, but she was not Chichi after all.

Boom!

The tremors ahead of him awoke him from his thoughts.

On the edge of the pit left over where the sword pond had been, the Demon Suppression Bureau had assembled a hundred people. They had gradually carved out array diagrams and placed various objects of unknown use around the area over the past few days to construct a huge array.

Tang Wanzhuang stood at the core of the array with a divine sword in hand. She was suspended low in the air, her clothes fluttering.

She can really float, I wonder if she can actually fly if she goes all out, thought Zhao Changhe.

Not only was she floating in the air, but she was doing something that looked quite mystical to the viewers.

A soft light that resembled water spread around her, diffusing into the surroundings, linking up with the nodes of the array. Suddenly, massive energy erupted at the center, and amid the rumbling sound, light that resembled water filled the sky. The refracted light was in fact the effect of a distortion in space, and the passage suddenly seemed to twist and turn, its end no longer visible.

From what he had just witnessed, her full power was truly terrifying. His original idea for re-sealing the tomb had just been to plainly conceal it and place some illusions around it to make it harder to find. What she had actually done was on a completely different scale—she had folded and distorted space, truly isolating the tomb from the world once again.

Even though she did have the help of the array and the combined efforts of many people, her immense power could not be denied.

It was a pity that she could not act rashly, otherwise Zhao Changhe felt that she could have just gone and chopped off Maitreya’s head at her level. No wonder everyone is deterred by the person ranked first on the Ranking of Heaven. If Xia Longyuan were to go berserk, who could stop him? But then again, that wouldn’t solve anything. The nation is decaying. Relying on individual martial strength to kill the leaders of other forces would not address the root of the problem.

As these thoughts circulated in Zhao Changhe’s mind, he found himself not knowing what else to say for a moment, so he could only go for some platitudes. “Then you should rest more. I think that besides pushing yourself too far in your cultivation, you’ve also been overworked mentally. That must have also had an impact on your well-being.”

Tang Wanzhuang remained silent.

Of course it had an impact, and quite a significant one at that.

Zhao Changhe continued, “You told me to tone it down for a while and suggested I learn the four arts. Well, I think that you should take it easy yourself, too. You shouldn’t bother with the Maitreya Cult in Jiangnan for a while. Just listen to the guqin, read books, and have a good rest.”

Although Tang Wanzhuang knew that Zhao Changhe was accustomed to talking nonsense and flirting and that he wasn’t a child, she could not help but feel slightly amused by his words. She felt as if she was an adult looking at a child admonishing them. She chuckled and asked, “Listen to the guqin? Who’s going to be playing it? My maid or you? “

Zhao Changhe replied calmly, “If you want to hear me play the guqin, then I’ll play it for you. I hope you will be entertained.”

Tang Wanzhuang was taken aback for a moment and looked at him with a strange expression.

Zhao Changhe remained expressionless. “You always say that others are like children, but I think you’re the one acting like a child right now. You should take care of yourself first. Only then can you start paying attention to others, and then you can take care of the world. Just look at those in the Demon Suppression Bureau. I honestly think that if the Great Xia did not have you, barely any of them would still be willing to serve it.”

Tang Wanzhuang suddenly said, “And what about you?”

“I don’t plan to serve the Great Xia, but as long as you’re here, I at least won’t oppose it. So, live well, first seat.”

Tang Wanzhuang’s beautiful eyes lingered on his face for a while before she gently coughed and whispered, “Then... play the guqin for me.”

Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment. At this moment, the guqin-carrying maid peeked in from the doorway.

Without even turning her head, as if having sensed her presence, Tang Wanzhuang asked, “Have you fixed the string?”

“...Yeah, but...” The guqin-carrying maid cautiously glanced at Zhao Changhe. “Won’t he just break it again if he were to play it... Maybe I should just play for you instead, young miss. I’ve gotten quite good at it!”

Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly. “Even if the strings break, it’s still music. What’s the point of worrying about good or bad? Let him play it.”

1. An Chinese mythological figure who lives in the heavens and is said to be the incarnation of daffodils. ☜