"I will stay in Bixian County, Chongming Prefecture, while my true self enters the Heavenly Mechanism Hall to cultivate soul-refining top-level secret techniques."
"The clone will go to the Kunyuan Academy and the Xuantian Academy to learn the Heavenly Time and Earth Advantage top-level magic."
"As for the training tasks given by Lao Liu, they can be temporarily put on hold," Zhao Xing thought to himself.
The expansion of the Pure Essence Soil and the cultivation of the plant species took too much time. Completing the first stage wasn’t much of a pressure, but the second stage would waste a lot of time.
Zhao Xing decided to move the self-cultivation of the Self Sect to after Prince Liang’s rebellion, first ponder over the top-level skills of the Heavenly Time and Earth Advantage sects.
The magic of these two sects also worked best in dealing with unrest.
"I just don’t know whether the Kunyuan Academy and the Xuantian Academy will agree to let the clone join; it feels like the Self Sect is going to cause trouble."
"First try to make contact. If they don’t agree, I’ll have to expend some effort to let the true self take the Doctor of Governance exam, learn the magic, and then let the clone handle the rest."
After deciding on his plan for the next five to ten years in the dream, Zhao Xing opened his eyes.
He intended to find the Prefecture Lord of Chongming Prefecture and Fan Hongyi, then meet with Wang Xuan Yi, the Dragon Horse Supervisor of the Minister of Agriculture Supervision, to discuss matters of returning to Bixian County.
At this moment, Xiao Ming, a secondary fifth-rank official and posthouse manager, suddenly received an official document.
It flew straight out of the divine statue incense burner onto his desk and automatically landed on top of the first pile.
The letter emanated a burst of yellow light, sealing off the documents around it.
Xiao Ming’s eyelid twitched. This letter was not ordinary; it not only cut in line but also locked the other letters, giving it the highest priority.
He dared not delay and respectfully opened the document.
[To the Posthouse Manager of the East Dragon Inn, Xiao Ming:]
[Upon seeing this document, immediately inform the Posthouse Official and the Left Deputy Dragon Horse Supervisor of Chongming Prefecture, Zhao Xing, that a distinguished guest will visit on August 10th, Year 30 of the Jingxin Calendar, at the start of the You hour.]
Accompanying the letter were two identity plaques.
When Xiao Ming opened them, he almost wet himself.
The plaques were as follows:
[Great Agricultural Officer of the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land of Dao Yuan Continent, Vice Dean of Kunyuan Academy, Left Director of Earth Advantage of Canghai Cave Heaven, Minister of Agriculture Supervision and Pinghuai Supervisor of the Taiyin Realm, Lord Peishui Meng Kun.]
[Director of the Imperial Court of Sacrificial Worship of the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land of Dao Yuan Continent, Doctor of Governance of Kunyuan Academy, Right Director of Earth Advantage of Canghai Cave Heaven, Minister of Agriculture Supervision and Land Register Commander of Songming Mountain in the Taiyin Realm, Marquis Yuanxin Gu Changqing.]
The more Xiao Ming read, the more alarmed he became. If these identity plaques were not a joke, both were third-rank high officials, and both coming at once?
What was Zhao Xing’s background that two third-rank officials would visit him?
Note, it was not Zhao Xing going to see his superiors, but the superiors coming to see Zhao Xing.
Xiao Ming dared not neglect this matter. He immediately prepared to find Zhao Xing, worried that if Zhao Xing was out when the high officials arrived, he would have ruined the task.
However, before he even left the posthouse, another official document sprayed out from the divine statue incense burner.
With the same high priority, this document was even more domineering, flashing with lightning, it directly repelled the other documents off the desk.
"Hmm? Another one," Xiao Ming muttered, astonished at why his usually idle posthouse manager work was so busy today.
He went back and opened this document to take a look.
[To the Posthouse Manager of the East Dragon Inn, Xiao Ming:]
[Upon seeing this document, immediately inform the Posthouse Official and the Left Deputy Dragon Horse Supervisor of Chongming Prefecture, Zhao Xing, that a distinguished guest will visit on August 10th, Year 30 of the Jingxin Calendar, at the start of the You hour.]
There were also two identity plaques attached to the back.
When Xiao Ming saw it, his scalp tingled.
The plaques contained identities no less significant than the previous ones, naming Geng Shouchang and Heng Yuan.
What a coincidence, the time mentioned in both documents was precisely the start of the You hour.
Xiao Ming looked at the time and immediately flew into action, grabbing the clerk in charge of registering official accommodations by the side of the public office.
"Is the Left Deputy Dragon Horse Supervisor Zhao Xing residing at our East Dragon Inn?"
"Sir, I need to check; there have been too many people staying recently," the clerk, unaware of why Xiao Ming was so agitated, thought perhaps the person in question committed some wrongdoing.
"Hurry, check quickly!" Xiao Ming urged.
"Alright, alright." The clerk quickly went to look up the records.
At this moment, heavy footsteps and the sound of armor clattering came from outside.
"Where is the posthouse manager of the East Dragon Inn? I, Marquis Longwu Bai Zhengyang, demand to see you immediately!"
The voice was resonant, instantly spreading through the public office of the posthouse manager.
Xiao Ming was taken aback, Azure Dragon Army? Marquis?
"Today is indeed strange; could this person also be here for Zhao Xing?" Xiao Ming muttered to himself as he quickly walked out.