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Today is the day that Huang Longwei the Great General's beloved daughter and the second most powerful person in the world, Huang Sheli, "retires from worldly affairs".

In the courtyard, a large basin made of red gold stood on a stand of yellow pear wood, firm and stable on the ground.

Both sides of soldiers, standing on either side of the courtyard, held their long spears opposite each other, wearing shining armor. This was the honor guard.

The stalwart and muscular Huang Sheli, in a yellow robe trailing on the ground, stood proudly before the golden basin.

The basin held sweet spring water, crystal clear as shattered jade.

Huang Sheli's hand, hovered over the water, hesitated a little.

She didn't want to "withdraw from the world," she was still young and had no thoughts of becoming a recluse.

It was just an ordinary hand wash.

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But why is it so ritualistic to wash

Because she hadn't washed her hands for two months...

To be precise, ever since Jiang Wang won the championship at Guanhetai, the day they shook hands, her right hand has remained unwashed to this day.

Today is the 3rd of September in the year 1939 according to the Daoli calendar.

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According to General Huang Fu, of the Yellow Dragon Guard, he calculated with his fingers for a long time, and this day was aauspicious day.

On this day, washing your hands will receive blessings from the gods and Buddhas, with good fortune lasting. Your hands will become smooth and soft, beautiful beyond compare.

So, after much persuasion, Huang Sheli finally agreed to wash her hands on this day, ending her two-month-long beautiful memories...

That's enough.

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She wasn't a person who was greedy for beauty.

See you next time!

However...

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It's really unforgettable.

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Jiang Meier's demeanor on the riverside platform was truly like a shooting star, her sword like the bright moon. Especially when she displayed the bearing of a sword immortal, the flames swirling around her, her frost-white cloak billowing, and her gaze piercing… simply breathtakingly beautiful!

And she, Huang Sheli, was on the stage, holding hands with the beautiful woman.

How many people envy her, for she gets the moon first as it's right before her eyes.

Although it was only a few breaths, she had already repeatedly kneaded and touched the twenty-four scattered hands of the world-saving technique.

My heart has also savored it countless times. Even now, when I think about it, there is still a lingering fragrance.

“That...”

Like an old farmer, crouching beside him, General Huanglongwei, with a straw hat on his head and a dry tobacco pipe in his hand, couldn't help but speak: "Little girl, the auspicious time has arrived. Quickly wash your hands, and let's practice the Twenty-Four Palm Techniques for Saving the World. It's been two months since we last practiced!"

"You're not pulling my leg, are you old man" Huang Sheli turned his head, looking suspiciously at him. "What 'beautiful hand day,' is that just an excuse to get me to practice your lousy broken fist"

To save the world, the Twenty-Four Hands of Salvation require a mind like a mirror and hands like glass. Simply put, your hands must be clean, utterly spotless.

Two months without washing your hands, it's naturally hard to meet the standards.

"How could that be" Huang Fu flicked his pipe, jumping up excitedly: "Your father deliberated for a long time, even the Buddha nodded! How could he lie to you It's wonderful!"

Huang Sheli pursed her lips. "Fine."

Although he was a bit tired of his old father's unchanging coaxing tactics after ten years, he still looked away and put his hand into the basin of water.

“Report!”

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A soldier happened to be at the gate just then, kneeling halfway down to deliver a message.

Huang Fu casually stuck his cigarette holder in his belt and turned to look: "What's up"

One hand still reached out and patted Huang Sheli's shoulder: "You wash yours, too."

Of course Huang Sheli wouldn't listen, and stared curiously with wide eyes.

Unless one saw it with their own eyes, it would be hard for anyone to imagine that this old farmer wearing a gourd-shaped hat was actually the Yellow Dragon Guard General Huang Longwei who shook the Kingdom of Jing with his staff of subduing demons.

A soldier respectfully handed over a wax-sealed letter, saying, "His Majesty ordered that this message be transmitted to all the prefectures and counties, and all the generals must hear it."

Huang Fu casually took the letter, tearing it as he said, "What news is this"

Huang Sheli immediately bounced over: "What news is being spread so urgently Let me see, let me see!"

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Huang Fu spread out the letter paper and looked at it with his daughter.

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> It's said that a message personally relayed by Emperor Jing should be confidential and only viewed by the General himself. But Huang Sheli even carries around the Great General seal of Huang Fu casually, and the soldiers in the courtyard are used to it.

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As soon as Huang Fu opened the letter and read a few lines, he felt something was wrong and wanted to roll it up.

But it had already been snatched away by Huang Sheli.

Here it is!

This is a letter summarizing the important information from this morning.

The Emperor Jing wanted Huang Fu to look at the following: the Three Punishments Palace publicly announced its stance, damaging the credibility of the Mirror World Platform. The focus should be on the potential chain reactions in Jing State, Qi State, and Mu State.

In the present circumstances, Jing Guo, which shares the northern region with Mu Guo, also has a great deal of strategic leeway and must carefully consider its options.

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But Huang Fu saw and knew that his own daughter would definitely be wide-eyed, yet it was still Jiang Wang who broke the historical legend and achieved the news of being the first internal palace in ancient and modern times...

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“Wonderful!” Huang Sheli snapped the letter paper and laughed heartily: “This is the first inner palace in history! You truly deserve to be the man who can reach the final stage with me!”

"Come on, sweetheart." Huang Fu sighed sadly. "How about you wash your hands first so we can..."

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"What are you washing for!" Huang Sheli stuffed the letter into her bosom and strode out, "This is the first time in history someone touched the Imperial Household Records! More trustworthy than your Buddha! This girl will keep it until she meets Jiang Meiren again, to show her sincerity!"

Huang Fu glared fiercely at the soldier who delivered the message, then turned his head and mumbled dejectedly, "Hey, don't show this letter to anyone casually, it's top secret!"

Immediately, a wad of paper was thrown back.

Huang Sheli's voice had already drifted outside the courtyard: "So much trouble, then you keep it yourself!"

Huang Fu caught the paper ball and, like an old peasant, squatted down. With his left hand, he unfolded the wrinkled letter paper, his eyes still pondering the message above, while his right hand held a pipe, frowning and taking a drag with a troubled expression.

"Alas!" he sighed.

First, they went to the State of Shen, then to the State of Rong, going round and round in circles until finally they arrived at the State of Zheng.

Jiang Wang's mood was also a "worry"

Had it not been for Yu Beidou displaying his terrifying power in the Broken Soul Gorge, he would even have doubted if his "Remembrance" secret art had fallen into disarray again.

How come I've been chasing after them for so long, yet they're nowhere to be seen

The whole world is singing his praises, yet he remains oblivious.

He pressed on with all his might, following the promptings of remembrance as he dashed about.

He had seen the evil of demons.

Back in the time of the Yong nation, witnessing these demons slaughter the cultivators of Qingyun Pavilion, he couldn't help but appear to save them. If he could have killed them back then, he would have done so!

Now that I have a long sword in my hand and see the enemy's trail, there is no reason to let them go.

This young prodigy, the most prominent figure in the realm today, is blissfully unaware that he has been completely cleared of the suspicion of being a demon cultivator. He still earnestly conceals his identity with objects like a wide-brimmed hat and a dragon-head staff.

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Wandering through the small town in Zheng State, much like many moments abroad these past years.

Suddenly stopped.

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Remembering is now settled.

And before him was an inn.

A plaque hung vertically.

Named—

Welcome Hall.

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