The Virtuous King smiled, "I plan to appoint it as the General of Heavenly Sword Mountain. If we want this environment to fully recover, we definitely need it to make adjustments, and it can also achieve the Divine Repository through this. I just don’t know if Mountain Master An has any objections."
"Of course not," An Jing also highly recognized Weng Cuiyu. Like the others who came to help, the Northern Patrol Envoy always seemed to be around, waiting for the perfect moment to take action, whereas Weng Cuiyu embodied the spirit of relentless striving for promotion no matter the circumstances.
Now, Weng Cuiyu finally got its wish, to become the Demon General it had always dreamt of being. How could An Jing possibly stop it?
Weng Cuiyu’s future was settled, and the Virtuous King did not ask about things like ’Where did the Immaculate Wood go? Do you know the whereabouts of Shuo Yueying?’—questions to which An Jing knew the correct answers but would find difficult to respond to. Instead, he turned his head to look at Chenyinzi, who had been quietly present by his side the whole time.
Chenyinzi now stood at a distance near the Heavenly Sea, not only did he not come closer because of An Jing’s arrival, but he also maintained quite a distance.
This was not to say that he didn’t want to be close to An Jing, but rather that everything was over, and as the Manifesting Holy of the Bright Mirror Sect, he technically should not remain within the territory of Da Chen.
Foundation Establishment was the highest combat power commonly deployed in power struggles, Divine Repository was the highest for regional conflicts, and Manifesting Holy was the highest force available in large-scale conventional warfare—anyone higher, such as Pure Yang, could not be mobilized by mere conventional conflicts. If they took action, it would have to be at least a disturbance on the level of half a continent; any power would be unable to withstand a Pure Yang going mad, as that would inevitably lead to a catastrophe and total annihilation of life and land.
Without official permission, Chenyinzi’s entry into Da Chen was equivalent to declaring war, not to mention that just a short while ago, the Dust Li Five Sects and Da Chen had signed an agreement that neither side could send Martial Artists into the other’s territory, and could only fight in limited areas within the conflict zone.
Manifest Saint True Monarch, obviously, was not within the scope of ’limited combat’.
The reason the Virtuous King pretended not to see all this, and why Chenyinzi remained silent, was because they were waiting for a word from An Jing.
"Chenyinzi Grandmaster was invited by me to fight against the Heavenly Demon. He is truly the backbone of our North Mysterious Sacrifice Continent’s fight against the Heavenly Demons. Without the Grandmaster, the Exalted Great Heavenly Demon Bitter Silence would surely have been unsealed."
An Jing wasn’t exaggerating in the slightest, he was simply telling the truth: "According to the True Martial Alliance’s covenant, all parties must put aside all conflicts when confronted with the invasion of Heavenly Demons in the Present World, and focus on resolving the issue of the Heavenly Demon first—I believe Grandmaster Chenyin’s actions are in compliance with the True Martial Alliance’s covenant."
Hearing this, the Virtuous King also bowed to Chenyinzi, smilingly saying, "Senior, thank you for your hard work."
With Mountain Master An acknowledging him alongside himself as Town King, at least formally, there could be no reproach for Chenyinzi’s presence in Da Chen.
This was the official greeting, and the Virtuous King’s private greeting was even more direct: "So, Senior, are you planning to take Mountain Master An back now? Or will you wait a bit longer? If you don’t mind, you could also come to my Royal Residence for some tea."
The Virtuous King also knew that the relationship between King Jing and the Bright Mirror Sect was ambiguous, and as King Jing’s heir, he naturally wanted to establish some form of connection and channel with the Dust Li Five Sects—An Jing, although good, was still too young, and fostering a good relationship with Chenyinzi was beneficial for both parties.
"Thank you for your kind offer, Your Highness, but no,"
Chenyinzi bowed and seriously responded. He looked towards An Jing, his gaze filled with satisfaction but also extremely solemn: "However, An Jing... I won’t be able to take you back to the sect in the short term."