Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 455: Return to the Sect

The follow-up to the peace talks unfolded naturally.

In the face of the insurmountable mountain that was the Cloud Hidden Sect, and under the brutal blow of the truth behind the national war, the Northern Barbarian delegation had lost every bargaining chip.

Both sides quickly reached agreement on all terms and began signing the formal treaties.

Ink prepared, two identical copies of the state letter lay on the desk.

Xu Qing signed on behalf of Great Xing, dipped his brush, and left his seal.

The Northern Barbarian chancellor signed with trembling hands, then stamped the national seal representing Northern Barbarian royal authority.

Finally, it was the Cloud Hidden Sect’s turn to act as the “witness.”

Su Ming stood from the side seat.

Under the gaze of everyone present, he walked slowly to the desk.

He did not look at the delegates, nor at Xu Qing. Instead, he drew from his sleeve an identity seal carved entirely from purple jade, engraved with intricate cloud patterns.It was the identity seal of a true disciple of Formation Peak of the Cloud Hidden Sect.

He picked up the seal, dabbed it into crimson ink, and pressed gently on the witness line of both state letters.

A clear mark remained on the paper, faintly vibrating with spiritual energy.

Having done this, Su Ming put the seal away, said nothing, and turned to return to his seat.

The treaty was signed.

This four-year blood-soaked war finally reached its period.

......

One hour later, in the main hall of the Court of State Ceremonies.

already been

handful of people remained

vacant hall, fell on that

Ming felt the

Xu Qing and

flickered across Xu Qing’s face. He returned Su Ming’s

No words were exchanged.

gesture said

after this parting, nobody knew when they would meet again. Perhaps they

his ambitions for a peaceful and prosperous realm on the

the clouds, destined to chase the elusive

walk different roads; separation was

Ming withdrew his gaze, then followed Elder Qingquan out

the imperial throne,

his body, and bowed slightly toward the Great Xing Emperor, who

the formal parting between sovereign and subject and concluded the last

ago he had personally condemned to a desperate

lips moved

past five years? Was he going to apologize for that unavoidable act back

end, all words lodged

said would mean

no longer people

emperor merely raised his hand and

and

Court of State

......

surged like oceans, fierce winds cut

hull, keeping the ninefold fierce winds—powerful enough to shear steel—entirely at bay, not allowing even the

sat cross-legged at the stern, gaze

mortal realm had shrunk into an insignificant game board. The capital of Great Xing, the wastelands of the Northern Barbarians, the gravel road of Qingshi Town—all were swallowed beneath the thick sea

at this moment the hollow feeling in