?80: Chapter 61 Regent King’s Power 80: Chapter 61 Regent King’s Power After finishing this sentence, Changsun Wuchou’s pen paused.

    Previously, to mobilize some covert operatives from the Duke Mansion, he had written a letter describing the general situation, but he had not expected Li Guanyi to return so quickly and not only had he not died, but he had also gained significant renown.

    He could only write another letter at night to explain the situation.

    He picked up his pen and described again the event of the young man killing seven bandits and returning on horseback.

    At the end, he paused his pen.

    He then wrote down that simple yet robust verse, full of the youthful spirit of the poet.

    He summoned the Golden Feathered Eagle and sent the letter off.

    ......

    When Li Guanyi put down the War Bow, his face was somewhat pale.

    The move, Wave-Rolling, had drained all his strength, only by consolidating all his essence into one and harboring the heart of a turbulent storm was it possible to deliver a blow capable of killing an opponent of the same realm.

    General Xue’s Wave-Rolling, Duke Chen’s Mountain Shattering.

    In terms of pure technique, they belonged to the same style and had reached perfection.

    The power and strength depended on the user.

    Having learned these two moves, Li Guanyi felt a slight ache as if his spirit had been drained.

    Each time he reached the limit, he would hear the Zither Sound.

    The spirit within his essence would astonishingly recover to about 30 percent safety threshold at an incredible speed.

    Xue Daoyong looked at Li Guanyi and asked, “What did you just see?”

    “I somehow perceived a trace of battlefield ferocity in you.”

    With Shaking Light still in the hidden realm, Li Guanyi concealed the hidden realm’s secrets and replied directly to the day’s transmission, “It’s from 500 years ago, General Xue’s Battle Halberd techniques.

    If Elder Xue needs it, I can write down the methods for you.”

    After pondering, the elder replied, “No.”

    Xue Daoyong said, “If you write down the methods, I would undoubtedly not be able to resist having Xue Family’s disciples learn it.

    With the extensive family business, it is inevitable to have disloyal people at home.

    If the news of the familial Battle Halberd techniques being restored spreads, it would bring great trouble.”

    “With the Bow or the Battle Halberd, possessing either can make one a powerful figure in times of chaos.”

    “If one has both, that’s a power contending for supremacy.”

    “Did my good brother send assassins to kill me, or did it have the current Emperor’s intentions?

    At such a time, the Xue Family should not flaunt its prowess but instead reveal the Battle Halberd techniques, wouldn’t that be delivering leverage to others willingly?”

    “This is a troublesome matter, old man does not want it, but after all, it is our ancestor’s martial arts.”

    The elder smiled, looked at Li Guanyi, and changing his tone nonchalantly, said:

    “As for the Battle Halberd techniques, Guan Yi, pass them to Shuangtao.”

    “Mastering the techniques of the Battle Halberd itself takes years of effort.”

    “Her martial arts for these years, you will personally teach her.”

    “Oh, and when you have spare time, just give some pointers to Changqing.”

    Li Guanyi agreed, but seeing his pale face, the elder pulled him to drink a cup of ginseng energy drink before letting Li Guanyi leave.

    As he stood up to leave, the elder advised, “You just entered the realm, and your martial arts cultivation before entering was mainly focused on Body Refining, clearly insufficient in attacking and recovering energy.

    “Your martial path ought to follow in the lineage of my Xue Family’s ancestors, with dominating moves that consume a great deal of energy, inner strength techniques from before entering the realm can hardly support it multiple times.

    However, the cultivation techniques post realm entrance all require the Divine Will inheritance, so I can’t give them to you now.

    Rest well for a few days.”

    “Come along with Shuangtao then.”

    “The old man will take you both to the Xue Family’s ancestral lands, to choose an Entering Realm technique for inner strength.”

    Seeing a ‘just one?’ expression deep in Li Guanyi’s eyes, the elder laughed, raised his foot to gently kick the young man, jokingly chided, “Ha, don’t look at the old man like that.

    Biting off more than you can chew; first, get your inner strength right.

    As for other body refining, unarmed combat, weapons, stepping techniques, can our enormous Xue family possibly lack your contributions?”

    “Learning one book, burning another, both would be enough for your use.”

    Before today, although Xue Daoyong was favorable toward Li Guanyi, he was still a senior weathered by trials, caring deeply for a promising junior.

    Today, having seen him charge forward disregarding his life, his attitude changed.

    Previously, the elder would see Li Guanyi to the door.

    Today, however, he merely waved his hand, indicating for him to leave on his own.

    “You know the way, no need to trouble me.”

    “Old fool, I’m off to sleep.”

    Li Guanyi grinned.

    The old man holds grudges, eh?

    Clearly a heroic figure treating the world as a chessboard.

    Great in stature, small in pettiness.

    Exiting there, the normally stern steward unexpectedly smiled slightly and made a bow, adding with a smile, “Young master, take care.”

    Li Guanyi was not accustomed to this address.

    He didn’t head straight back to his quarters but went to the Xue Family’s library instead, borrowing many books.

    Previously, as a Guest Elder, he could freely browse but was not allowed to take or copy any.

    This time, however, he took many books directly.

    A family servant carried these books back for him on a carrying pole.

    Aunt had already gone to sleep.

    Li Guanyi tread lightly back to his own room and opened these books.

    These comprised miscellaneous notes, idle chats, essays, and scholars’ annals that ordinary people were not allowed to access the official histories repaired by officials.

    This collection of records by literati from across the world would become so-called unofficial histories hundreds of years later.

    “Regent King...”

    This imposing and domineering title, Li Guanyi had never heard of it.

    The assassin said it was the Regent King—whether it was the Regent King who had killed his parents, or if his parents died because of matters related to the Regent King, or perhaps, the Regent King was his relative?

    At this moment, Li Guanyi even somewhat regretted pressuring the assassin too consciously to prevent lying, hence asking too many questions.