The Prince Can Do Divination

Chapter 362 - 232: The Third Life, the Northern Great Wall, I am the Defender, Guarding This City Alone, Unrivaled in the World

A mist floated above her head, her long black hair drifting in the water. She had a nine-layered, illusory golden halo around her body, and her eyes held a look of envy.

This was a master with considerable Dao Practice.

Seeing that Lu Mingyuan did not respond,

the woman continued to explain, "We are the Border Army sent by the New Dynasty of Great Yan. We’re here to assist the Lord Guardian in defending Yulu Pass. We mean no harm."

Lu Mingyuan awoke from his Meditation and slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he saw the woman, his once-impassive eyes

filled with sorrow, loneliness, nostalgia, and longing.

’Yun Qinghe.’

’She still appeared before me after all.’

’In my second life, I spent so much energy trying to guide her, but I couldn’t change her fate at all.’

’Is it possible she really can’t be saved?’

’But I have to try.’

’This life, I’ll just pretend I don’t know her. Telling her everything too soon will only make her break down. It’s better to help her through her difficulties in secret.’

Lu Mingyuan smiled warmly. "Qingping Town is just a short distance ahead. I can take you there. It’s perfectly normal that you couldn’t find it; there’s an Array in the way."

"Thank you."

The woman was overjoyed.

「On the way.」

Lu Mingyuan looked at the endless sea of Great Yan cavalry, his expression unchanging and perfectly calm. He turned his head and asked,

"General, what is your name?"

The female general held her reins and smiled brightly. "My name is Yue Baihe."

Lu Mingyuan nodded slowly, his tone casual. "The Court sent you, I take it? Being stationed on the border is hardly a desirable assignment. Did you offend someone?"

Yun Qinghe gave a wry smile. "Actually, I requested this assignment myself. I come from a family of generals, but my clan believes women are inferior to men. I want to prove them wrong."

Lu Mingyuan nodded impassively.

’I generally understand the situation. After the incident in the town, the Court must have strengthened its defenses and dispatched a general to guard the pass. They wouldn’t send some incompetent person here just to die.’

’Yue Baihe is a true General’s Daughter, and she needs an impressive service record.’

"Well now, Zhou Yuan! Where’d you go and pick up such a pretty girl?"

The moment they stepped into Qingping Town, Zhao Xuanwu had sensed their arrival. He appeared before Lu Mingyuan and spoke with a teasing smile.

Hearing this, Yun Qinghe was clearly embarrassed, her expression slightly awkward.

Lu Mingyuan was speechless. "Don’t be ridiculous. You’ll ruin the lady’s reputation. She’s the Garrison Commander from the Court, here to assist you."

Zhao Xuanwu scratched his head, clicking his tongue. "How many years has it been? Another New Dynasty already?"

"Alright, how about we go to the town tavern for a drink? We can give her a proper welcome."

Zhao Xuanwu shot him a look, and of course, Lu Mingyuan knew what he was thinking.

However, he didn’t refuse. He turned to Yun Qinghe.

"What do you think, Miss Yue?"

RUMBLE~

Blushing, Yun Qinghe clutched her stomach and said, "Yes... The journey was long, and I am a bit hungry."

After getting the army settled, the three of them headed to the tavern for drinks.

Yun Qinghe got drunk quickly.

Zhao Xuanwu looked at Lu Mingyuan drunkenly and said, "Your eyes haven’t left Miss Yue for a second. You really like her, don’t you?"

"I suppose so,"

Lu Mingyuan admitted honestly.

"That’s the easy part. You’ve got all the time in the world~"

...

「In the days that followed.」

The days remained just as peaceful.

Lu Mingyuan and Yun Qinghe spent all their time together in the small town, and eventually, feelings developed between them.

In reality, this was all part of Lu Mingyuan’s plan.

He had no choice but to intervene personally, using their emotional connection to help her release all her inner turmoil and cultivate her heart and seek the Dao with him.

From beginning to end, Lu Mingyuan never told Yun Qinghe her true identity or the fate she was destined to bear.

Perhaps it was unfair to Yun Qinghe.

But it was the only way. Having learned a harsh lesson from his previous life, Lu Mingyuan had concluded this was the best solution.

Instead, they spent several years living a carefree, secluded life.

The two even became physically intimate and were wed as husband and wife.

In this life, Lu Mingyuan found himself falling deeply in love, developing true feelings for her.

Good times truly do fly by.

Unfortunately...

With the appearance of a blood-red moon in the sky, everything returned to how it was on that night ten years ago.

This time, Lu Mingyuan did not hide in his house.

He witnessed with his own eyes the terrifying omens that filled the sky, along with all sorts of horrifying monsters.

Drawing upon the abundant Destiny of the town, he had now reached the Perfection Realm of the Twelfth Realm.

In fact, he had already entered the Twelfth Realm nine years prior.

In the time since,

he had also been cultivating the Martial Dao.

His hard work paid off.

In this life, Zhou Yuan had reached the Twelfth Realm in both the Martial Dao and the path of a Qi Cultivator.

Furthermore, he had fused the essences of the Dao and Martial paths, achieving a preliminary Integration and touching the gateway to the Upper Three Grades.

The Thirteenth Realm.

The Human Immortal Realm.

His current strength was the greatest it had been across all three of his lives.

He was confident that not even his former self from his first life—a Half-Step Martial Saint—would be his match now.

He was confident he could defeat the coming enemy.

He could not bear to watch Zhao Xuanwu die before his eyes again.

「On a pitch-black night.」

The Holy Nether Army invaded, joined by the Demon Race, to make a show of force against the Great Yan Dynasty.

This time, the threat the Demon Country posed to Yulu Pass far surpassed that of ten years ago.

The townspeople were being slaughtered, and many hidden Cultivators had already taken action.

However, Zhao Xuanwu was still too young at the time.

Although he was already a Martial Artist in the Celestial Human Realm, he was no match for the power of a Divine Venerable and could not hold out alone.

Just then,

a slender, handsome young man appeared, standing firm in the void. He held a keen blade, his black hair fluttering as he gazed silently toward the Great Wall, his eyes impossibly profound.

He looked like an Immortal, detached and standing apart from the mortal world.

"Husband..."

Yue Baihe, covered in blood, looked up at Lu Mingyuan standing in the void, astonishment filling her eyes.

On this night.

The boy from the slums, whom everyone had once looked down upon, had stepped forward.

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