Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts-Chapter 474 - Why Can’t I Go?

The Grand Pillar’s carriage rumbled toward the Jinyiwei headquarters.

Seated inside, the Grand Pillar had his eyes closed, his expression calm and composed.

Though he was merely a warrior—not one for the political games played in the imperial court—he had lived long enough to understand their workings well.

Even a turtle, if it lives long enough, can cultivate into a spirit.

The Grand Pillar had always seen through the schemes of the court, but he had never been interested in getting involved.

He never provoked others, and no one dared provoke him.

Yet, despite that, trouble had still found its way to his doorstep.

He knew very well—his son was being used as a pawn.

As for whether his son realized it? The Grand Pillar had great confidence in his son’s intelligence.

He was certain his son understood the situation perfectly—but the opposing party had likely given him an offer he couldn’t refuse.

Just as the carriage rocked and swayed along the road, the Grand Pillar suddenly opened his eyes.

He turned his gaze toward an empty seat beside him.

In his line of sight, a figure gradually materialized—someone who had been hiding in plain sight.

As soon as the figure fully appeared, a faint floral fragrance filled the carriage.

It was a woman.

She wore a flowing pink gown, and even the tips of her long, silky hair were tinged with a soft shade of pink. Her long eyelashes quivered slightly, and beneath them were a pair of light pink eyes.

She looked as though she had stepped out of a dream, like a hibiscus flower that had taken human form.

Her beauty was not on par with those ranked in the Top Ten Beauties, but she was stunning nonetheless—enough to be considered nation-toppling.

The woman gracefully folded her hands at her waist and bowed slightly, her voice soft and gentle.

“This humble one, Mu Jin, greets the Grand Pillar.”

She was like a hibiscus flower, and her name was Mu Jin—Hibiscus.

The Grand Pillar’s sharp, hawk-like eyes locked onto the beautiful woman before him. His voice was steady and cold.

“Never heard of you. Whose person are you?”

Mu Jin’s lips curved into a slight smile.

“To answer the Grand Pillar—this humble one serves the esteemed lord of the Western Frontier.”

“...”

At the mention of “the Western Frontier”, the Grand Pillar’s brows furrowed tightly.

A crushing force of martial true energy erupted from him, pressing down on Mu Jin like an unmovable mountain.

But Mu Jin merely kept her gentle smile, completely unfazed.

The Grand Pillar’s voice turned icy. “What does he want?”

Mu Jin’s lips curved higher.

“Our lord’s request is simple. Surely, the Grand Pillar already knows?”

“Hah!”

The Grand Pillar, Mo Peinan, let out a cold laugh.

“I told the late emperor long ago—

That bastard in Xiliang has no small ambitions.

If he’s not dealt with, he will become a festering problem!

But the late emperor was soft-hearted. He valued old comrades who fought alongside him to build this empire. So he never acted.

And now? Now he’s become a monster we can’t get rid of.”

Mu Jin’s tone remained gentle.

“You shouldn’t say such things. After all, the empire of Wu was built with our lord’s strength as well.

And for nearly three hundred years, he has guarded the frontier. Even if there were no great merits, there was at least hardship.

Without him holding the border, Wudu would not have enjoyed such peace.”

“Hmph!”

The Grand Pillar let out a heavy snort.

“The old comrades who fought for this empire—

Some left. Some died.

Only two of us remain—me and Liu Feng.

Oh, and your master.

Your master should join us and be swept away by time.” ƒгeewebnovёl_com

Mu Jin lowered her gaze and smiled.

“Grand Pillar, you must be joking.

You are a Limit Realm Martial Artist.

How many Limit Realm Martial Artists exist in this world?

Every word you speak, every action you take—

can shift the tides of history.”

Mo Peinan cast a fleeting glance at Mu Jin, indifferent to her flattery.

“Speak. What exactly does your master want? Or does that bastard think I’m easy to manipulate? Does he truly not fear that I’ll shatter his Xiliang Palace with a single punch?”

Mu Jin smiled gently.

“Of course, he fears you. Who in this world wouldn’t fear your fists?

But my lord has reminded me—

You owe him a favor.

And now, it’s time to repay it.”

“...”

Mo Peinan’s gaze narrowed slightly.

After a long moment, he exhaled sharply, like a tiger letting out a weary sigh. His shoulders slackened.

“Cut the nonsense. Just say it. I will repay what I owe—

but not just any favor.

And your master should know—

I hate being threatened the most.”

Mu Jin nodded.

“Naturally. My lord deeply respects you, Grand Pillar.

He merely wishes to ask for a small favor.”

The carriage continued its journey toward Jinyiwei Headquarters.

As they neared the entrance, the horses pulling the carriage suddenly felt lighter, as if a burden had been lifted from them.

Finally, the Grand Pillar’s carriage came to a halt before the towering gates of the Jinyiwei.

Mo Peinan stepped out, lifting his gaze to the grand entrance.

Above it hung a plaque, inscribed with three bold characters—

“Jinyiwei”

Handwritten by the Emperor himself.

Softly, Mo Peinan murmured the words.

For a moment, he wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination—

But within this stronghold of martial warriors, he could sense a powerful, overwhelming aura of righteousness.

At the same time, inside Jinyiwei Headquarters, a man stepped into Yu Ping’an’s office.

Inside, Yu Ping’an and Xu Ming were leisurely drinking tea and enjoying pastries.

Most of the pastries had already been eaten—by Xu Ming.

Yu Ping’an hadn’t had much himself, but seeing how much Xu Ming liked them filled him with pride.

After all, these pastries were made by his Xiao Ping’er.

She had once said that when they retired, she wanted to open a small shop selling sweets.

Now, even Lord Xu loved her pastries. If even someone like him enjoyed them, surely others would too.

Perhaps, when the time came, they could even ask Lord Xu to write a plaque for the shop and personally cut the ribbon at the opening ceremony.

Just as the two were indulging in this casual moment—

A Jinyiwei officer entered, bowing respectfully.

“My lords.”

Xu Ming nodded. “What is it?”

“Grand Pillar has arrived.”

The room fell silent.

Yu Ping’an and Xu Ming exchanged glances, momentarily stunned.

Then, Xu Ming chuckled.

“Let’s go. We should personally welcome the one and only Limit Realm Martial Artist of Wu.”

Elsewhere, inside the palace.

A maidservant, known as Blade, approached Prince Qin, Wu Yanhán.

“Your Highness.

Grand Pillar has arrived at Jinyiwei Headquarters.

Lord Xu has already gone to receive him.”

Wu Yanhán gave a slight nod and rose to her feet, preparing to leave.

At the same time, Tang Ningzhi, who had been seated beside her, also stood.

Wu Yanhán glanced at her. “You intend to go as well?”

Tang Ningzhi met her gaze directly.

“Why shouldn’t I?”

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