When Chu Zhiyuan left the Mingwu Hall, the twilight was already heavy.
Outside the palace, the lanterns were already lit.
Outside the palace gate was a silence, with the noise of the avenue not far away faintly audible.
Chu Zhiyuan glanced in the direction of the other courtyard.
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In the small pavilion on the lake, Chu Minghou was playing chess with Chu Qingyan, his expression focused.
Inside the Wanqing Courtyard, Chu Yi and Li Suyue were practicing martial arts, like two butterflies dancing, their movements graceful, but their moves exquisite.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled.
The palm technique practiced by Chu Yi and Li Suyue was the Flower Picking Palm, which suited their temperament.
With the help of the Everlasting Spirit Tree, the two women's understanding of the Flower Picking Palm deepened, becoming more and more exquisite.
Even outside, they would be able to protect themselves with this set of Flower Picking Palm techniques.
Chu Zhiyuan suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of Phoenix Avenue.
Huang Shirong was walking alone towards this side.
Her goose-yellow silk dress was thin, wrapping her slender figure, with a long sword hanging from her slender waist, walking lightly in the crowd.
Clearly in the noisy and bustling crowd, she seemed to be independent of the crowd, like a secluded orchid isolated from the world.
No one appreciated its fragrance.
As soon as Chu Zhiyuan appeared, her eyes lit up, and she floated over to clasp her fist.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "I just saw Young Master Shao Feng of your sect yesterday."
"Junior Brother Shao—" Huang Shirong said, "Did Junior Brother Shao offend the Heir Apparent?"
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "Young Master Shao is proud, but his nature is kind, which is not bad."
No one is perfect, and no one will be liked by everyone, including himself and the emperor, and even silver.
Shao Feng had personality defects, but his nature was kind, which was already good.
One cannot expect more or demand perfection.
Huang Shirong pursed her lips and smiled: "Junior Brother Shao has high qualifications and is usually pampered on the mountain, so it is inevitable that he will have some shortcomings. It will be good for him to go down the mountain to temper himself."
"He should be in love with you."
"...I guess so." Huang Shirong smiled: "Young and ignorant, going to the Zhenwu Division to broaden his horizons will let him know that there are many women in the world."
"Haha—" Chu Zhiyuan laughed: "I'm afraid he will be even more in love with you."
If the white moonlight is not good enough and fades into the crowd, then it will naturally gradually lose its brilliance.
But if the white moonlight becomes more and more outstanding, more and more beautiful, unique, and rare in the world.
Then it will only become more and more infatuated, how could the love fade?
Huang Shirong shook her head gently: "I came to say goodbye to the Heir Apparent."
"Going back to the sect for closed-door training?" Chu Zhiyuan looked at her, Grandmaster Fifth Heaven.
The progress was already extremely fast.
Of course, compared to himself and Li Hongzhao, it was indeed a little worse.
He was special, and Li Hongzhao had the Phoenix bloodline, both of which were not normal paths.
"I want to calm my mind. Being in this prosperous place every day, my state of mind is unknowingly changing."
"Well, going to the White Cloud Sword Stele, or to the top of the mountain, to observe the white clouds, can indeed help clear the dust in your heart."
The sword techniques and mental techniques of the White Cloud Sword Palace require the cooperation of the state of mind.
The more the state of mind can fit, the faster the cultivation, and the faster the circulation of Gang Qi.
Huang Shirong's experience in the Zhenwu Division, observing the world and people's hearts on Phoenix Avenue in Yujing City, was to make herself more detached and more worldly.
Coldly observe the world, enter the world in a worldly way, and be sober alone in the sea of people.
Now she felt something was wrong, there were signs of entering the world, and she needed to adjust in time.
At this time, she had to avoid the mundane and return to the sect, to adjust in a clear and cold environment.
Huang Shirong nodded gently.
"Let Miss Xu and Miss Wen handle the duties of the Hall Master," Chu Zhiyuan said, "How long will you be in closed-door training before you come back?"
Huang Shirong was silent.
Chu Zhiyuan looked at her beautiful face: "Not sure about the closed-door training time?"
Huang Shirong whispered: "I'm actually not planning to come back."
Chu Zhiyuan looked at her in confusion: "You are only at the Fifth Heaven, right? There is still a long way to go before the Grandmaster Perfection, not to mention that even if you reach the Grandmaster Perfection, you still need to see people's hearts and see the heart of heaven to comprehend the sword heart, right?"
"I want to travel the world." Huang Shirong said: "Travel through famous mountains and rivers, and see the hearts and conditions of people in other places."
"That's not a bad idea either." Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Just staying in Yujing City, you get numb after seeing too much, they are all familiar faces."
Yujing City looks bustling and crowded, as if there are countless people.
But for Huang Shirong, who had the ability to never forget, they were all acquaintances.
Among the pedestrians coming and going on Phoenix Avenue every day, 80% were familiar people.
The remaining 20% were either tourists visiting the capital, or merchants, or travelers passing through.
Huang Shirong nodded gently.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "But the position of Hall Master—."
"I will resign from the position of Hall Master."
"Just resign like that?" Chu Zhiyuan said.
She had worked so hard to climb up, and did not know how much effort and danger she had put in.
She was giving it up so easily.
"Occupying a position without doing anything is annoying, it's better to resign."
"You can hang on to it first, maybe there will be a vacant Hall Master position when you come back."
"That's not good either."
"...You are not planning to return to the Zhenwu Division?"
"...Yes."
"Disappointed with the Zhenwu Division?"
"Staying in the Zhenwu Division, with something to rely on and something to worry about, it is difficult to improve my cultivation."
"..." Chu Zhiyuan was speechless.
"Heir Apparent, don't laugh at me for being talented."
"I only admire you." Chu Zhiyuan sighed: "I can't do it."
He had too many worries, with his parents and younger sister, and now also Xiao Ruoling.
With these worries in his heart, he could not be as free and detached as Huang Shirong, leaving as soon as she said, resolutely withdrawing.
"The state of mind required for cultivation is different."
"Alright, a heart like white clouds, leisurely and unrestrained, without any fetters—then I wish you, Shirong, can get what you want and step into the Grandmaster realm as soon as possible!"
Huang Shirong smiled: "The next time we meet will be when I achieve the Grandmaster realm."
"Good!" Chu Zhiyuan raised his right palm with a smile.
Huang Shirong stretched out her tender white hand and gently patted his right palm.
"Pa!"
The sound was clear.
Huang Shirong smiled sweetly: "Heir Apparent, take care, we will meet again!"
After she said that, she clasped her fist and drifted into the crowd, disappearing without a trace.
Chu Zhiyuan stood in place and watched her leave.
Watching her enter the crowd, the smile on her jade face gradually disappeared, and melancholy gradually welled up on her face.
She looked back several times, but could not see herself because of the obstruction of the crowd.
In the end, she turned around and left resolutely.
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and sighed.
This Huang Shirong.
If she cannot achieve the Grandmaster realm, then she will not see herself.
Her ambition is commendable, but she is also ruthless enough.
He felt a little empty in his heart for a while, inexplicably melancholy.
The twilight became more and more deep, the night fell, and more and more lanterns were lit around.
Yujing City became more and more prosperous and lively.
Chu Zhiyuan walked south.
He wanted to clean up the city by the way to see if there were any evil sect demons.
Within the super-sensory perception, Huang Shirong left Phoenix Avenue and headed towards the South City Gate.
Finally, she joined an old man and several young men and women waiting at the South City Gate, left the South City Gate, and disappeared into the vast night.
Chu Zhiyuan stopped, turned around, and returned to the Wang Mansion.
