Chapter 135: Happy New Year, Yingxue

There’s a lot of administrative work.

The specifics aren’t complicated.

But the sheer volume piles up into a terrifying workload.

Xu Xi worked late into the night, with Wu Yingxue by his side, sitting until their bodies stiffened and their eyes ached.

Fortunately, both are Innate Martial Artists.

A cycle of blood and qi circulation, and all discomfort vanishes.

“Pfft~~”

In the dim room, the candlelight flickers and burns.

Creating a small, bright space.

Dispelling the night’s darkness, illuminating Xu Xi and the girl’s faces, and clearly reflecting the rough walls inside.

“After spring warms up, we’ll focus on Pingshui County and expand to surrounding areas.”

“As for the Great Qian Dynasty…”

“We can ignore them for now.”

“Now is the best time, with other rebellious factions diverting attention. Missing this window, it’ll be hard to find growth opportunities.”

“Sishui County, Heishui County, Qingshui County—let’s target these.”

Reading, reviewing, annotating.

Xu Xi’s eyes scan continuously, integrating existing information to plan next year’s marching routes.

He’s no genius at administrative work.

Nor a naturally wise sage.

From start to finish, Xu Xi is a true martial artist. His ability to handle administrative tasks now is solely due to the infinite enhancement of his Perseverance trait.

Every so often, his administrative skills improve through Perseverance’s feedback.

However.

Xu Xi has no intention of delving deep into administration.

In this world, strength is what matters. Handling administrative tasks is just to prevent internal chaos, so trusted individuals can take over later.

Only strength is irreplaceable.

As the leader of the Army of Survival, Xu Xi’s current strength is far from sufficient.

“The First Stage of Innate Realm, observing the principles of heaven and earth.”

“The Second Stage of Innate Realm, nurturing the soul of martial arts.”

“The essence of the Observation Stage is using an Innate Martial Artist’s perception to observe and mimic the world, allowing blood and qi to operate from the perspective of heaven and earth.”

“As for the Soul Nurturing Realm, after blood and qi mimic the world’s operations, the true intent of martial arts resides within the blood and qi world, replacing heaven’s way with martial arts.”

“Only then can one see the divine without faltering, fully perfecting the inner world of blood and qi.”

“Achieving Martial Dao Immortal, becoming one with heaven and earth.”

In the dim room.

Xu Xi finishes the last piece of administrative work.

He exhales a long breath of relief.

In his mind, many thoughts about the Army of Survival’s future development and his next steps in martial arts quickly intertwine.

These can’t be rushed; they need time to bear fruit.

As for today, it’s better to rest early.

“You’ve worked hard, Yingxue.”

Xu Xi looks beside him, where the girl is yawning, her eyes heavy with sleep, clearly exhausted.

“It’s fine, sir.”

Wu Yingxue forces herself to stay alert.

Xu Xi shakes his head, about to tell the girl to go to bed, when the crackling sounds from outside interrupt him.

“That sound…”

“Sounds like something burning and exploding.”

Not just that.

Boisterous voices also come from afar.

Though unclear due to the distance, the joy in the voices is palpable.

“Are they celebrating New Year’s Eve and the New Year?”

Xu Xi grows curious.

He walks to the top floor of the official residence, the girl following, equally curious about the sounds outside.

Soon.

As Xu Xi reaches the top floor, the height difference allows him to easily see lights flickering across Pingshui County.

It’s not houses on fire, nor fireworks exploding.

But stone towers, built and standing tall.

Rough stones, stacked in specific arrangements, forming tall, peculiar towers.

People throw dry wood into the stone towers.

Igniting, blooming, rising.

They cheer, circling the stone towers.

Watching the fierce flames engulf the stone towers, illuminating excited, gaunt faces under the dark night sky.

Currently, Pingshui County has little to offer, with hunger pressing on everyone’s minds, numbing them.

But on New Year’s Eve, bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new.

Even the poor find their own ways to celebrate.

“Sir, it’s so lively.”

On the top floor, the wind is strong.

Howling, blowing their clothes.

Wu Yingxue stands beside Xu Xi, hands on the wooden railing, leaning slightly forward, gazing in delight at the distance.

“Yes, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a lively scene.”

Xu Xi responds.

His eyes reflect clusters of blazing flames.

Sparks fly, dry wood cracks, orange-yellow flames dance in the night, lighting up the silent starry sea, turning it into a magnificent red-orange.

Leaping, blooming, flourishing.

As time passes, the night’s cold wind howls louder.

Wind sweeps the fire, fire burns the wind, intertwining across Pingshui County, forming winding, dancing “fire dragons.”

“Sir!”

Wu Yingxue grows more excited.

Her eyes fixed on the dazzling fireworks in the city, her hand tugging Xu Xi’s sleeve, continuously sharing the marvels of the flames with him.

Though she could create even more spectacular scenes herself.

But it’s different.

The girl loves the scene before her, loves the lively atmosphere, loves watching with Xu Xi, sharing under the night sky.

Gradually.

The flames burn more fiercely.

But the voices in Pingshui County suddenly pause.

After the pause, even more excited cheers erupt, as at that moment, time officially crosses New Year’s Eve, entering the first day of the New Year.

The poor greet each other.

Wishing each other happiness in the new year.

“Sir,” Wu Yingxue gazes at the lively scene for a long time, then suddenly turns, wanting to say something to Xu Xi.

Just as a gust of wind blows.

The wind is too loud, blurring the girl’s voice.

But through her expression and the movement of her lips, Xu Xi can discern what she said.

“Sir, Happy New Year.”

What the noisy wind erases.

Is the girl’s blessing to Xu Xi.

Xu Xi responds.

Under the vast, starry sky, witnessed by the twinkling stars, amidst the howling wind.

He reaches out.

Straightens the girl’s wind-blown hairpin.

Whispering softly, “Happy New Year, Yingxue.”

Isn’t it beautiful?

…

[You experienced a lively New Year’s Eve]

[Since arriving in the martial arts world, this is your first time experiencing a New Year’s Eve with warmth and liveliness, beyond the threats of demons and the harshness of winter]

[The girl expresses her blessings to you]

[You also bless the girl]

[Under the night sky, she pesters you to count stars again, but the light in her eyes rivals the stars. You agree again, telling her the count from last time]

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