I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!

"My son, I am writing to you!"

"Recently, your father has heard about your amazing swordsmanship and extraordinary talent, which fills me with great pride..."

It didn't take long for Chen Yi to finish reading the contents of the letter.

The content of Chen Taiping's letter wasn't much, aside from expressing joy over his sword dao talents, it was mostly reminders and encouragement.

He was told not to expose his talent too much, to remain cautious and low-key, to avoid a repeat of the incident that occurred during the Lantern Festival.

Next, there was a wish for him to be accepted into the Grand Void Sect and to diligently cultivate and strengthen himself.

At the end of the letter, Chen Taiping also mentioned Chen Yuan.

"So Brother Yuan has successfully entered Wuliang Mountain."

Chen Yi put away the letter thoughtfully; the news was good.

But why did his father instruct him not to disclose this matter yet?

Could there be other secrets behind Xiao Chenyuan's acceptance into Wuliang Mountain?

After a long while, Chen Yi shook his head, no longer dwelling on the thought.

Perhaps he was overthinking it.

With Chen Yuan entering Wuliang Mountain, his future achievements would only be higher, and any secrets there shouldn't affect him.

After realizing this, Chen Yi took a deep breath and a relaxed smile appeared on his young face.

It seemed that, despite being stationed at Beixiong Pass, his father, Chen Taiping, was still deeply concerned about his family.

Not to mention the Lantern Festival incident; with the protective forces of Duke Wu'an Mansion, it was impossible to stop the Mad Old Man.

Even if his great-uncle and others were present, he and Lin Xueru could not be guaranteed to escape abduction.

However, the news of Chen Yuan entering Wuliang Mountain had not yet reached the mansion, yet his father had foreknowledge of it.

This clearly showed that Chen Taiping's attention to his home, at least towards him and his brother Chen Yuan, was not slight.

"It's you, father, you should also give a little more care to mother."

Chen Yi thought of Xia Wanwan's dispirited look from before and couldn't help but mutter a few complaints in his heart.

You've already written a letter home, would it hurt to write a little more?

...

July had just passed, and the weather was so hot that even breathing felt scorched.

The entire Kyoto Prefecture, except for the Imperial Palace, had been forced to activate the arrays to cool off both Changle and Yongnian counties.

This undoubtedly increased the spending of the government treasury and caused many who usually paid little attention to the weather to feel something unusual.

Especially when word spread to Kyoto Prefecture that the skilled Left Minister Xie Jing had visited the disaster-stricken area for a month without resolving the drought.

Rumors were rife.

Some said that the ill stars had shifted, and the dragon energy of the Wei Dynasty might be damaged.

Others said that a great power would rise with each major disaster.

And there were those who said that because Xijiang Prefecture and Jiangnan Prefecture had been too prosperous before, they had angered the gods and Buddhas above, leading to divine punishment.

This indirectly led to two very noticeable changes in Kyoto Prefecture.

One was the continuous rise in price of rice and flour, to the point where the steward responsible for purchasing in Duke Wu'an Mansion couldn't help but curse.

The other change was that the incense offerings at Dakong Temple grew even more fervent.

It seemed that the nobility truly believed in the wrath of the heavens, and each one of them couldn't wait to donate their entire wealth to Dakong Temple for protection.

For a time, the already vigorous trend of offering to Buddha within Kyoto Prefecture was greater than ever before.

According to reports, the ancient Taoist Daoist at the Grand Void Sect's branch monastery cursed Abbot Kongjing more than once for his doggish run of good fortune.

Of course, Mr. Ning wouldn't repeat such vulgar words.

She just mentioned at the academy, "Uncle Gu is very angry; recently, do not discuss anything about Dakong Temple or you'll get hit."

It's likely that the old Taoist elder was in a very bad mood.

Strangely enough, in the face of these happenings, no news came out from the court.

But then there was talk that His Majesty had gone hunting in the back mountain hunting grounds.

"Is this being unconcerned, or is there some deeper meaning?"

With Chen Yi's understanding of Emperor Wei, any odd action he took was never a snap decision.

Like why he was admitted to Xingwu Academy rather than Chen Yuan.

The most immediate impact was that the border soldiers, who had previously received his blessings, all hoped their offspring could enter Xingwu Academy.

Consequently, not only did Xingwu Academy's reputation spread outwards, but he himself, the so-called "reincarnation of the Sword Immortal," became the role model of the academy.

Could it be that His Majesty has foresight?

Chen Yi was baffled, but it didn't affect his focus on cultivation.

As he had heard in his previous life – when others say you are mighty, you'd better be truly mighty!

Although the "reincarnation of the Sword Immortal" was a rumor and should stop with the wise, it's difficult when there are so many fools.

"Chen Er, it must have been some trick you used to defeat Mr. Ning that day; I don't believe your swordsmanship is that strong."

"Unless you compete against me!"

It was unknown which deity whispered to this son of Marquis Xu Hengjun, a noble from the King of the Southern Garrison's ranks, Xu Sannian.

Relying on the family's Sword Technique that was honed a little, he came to Chen Yi before class, proposing to have a bout.

"Are you sure?"

Chen Yi looked at him with eyes full of skepticism, as if looking at an idiot.

It had only been a month since his martial arts challenge with Ning Xue, surely no one was foolish enough to think they could do it too, right?

"Chen Er, are you scared? If you're scared, then, then..."

The voice stuttered, Xiao San Nian's little face flushed red as he turned to look at the Heir to the King of the Southern Garrison, Gongye Shou.

"Just kneel down and call him father?"

"Right, exactly."

"What if you lose?" Chen Yi asked with a smile that was not quite a smile.

He didn't like challenges without stakes, except when they were as amusing as a father-son bet.

"Of course, he will also have to kneel and call you, Brother Yi, his father," Du Yanqing added, just in time.

"That's right, if you're challenging Brother Yi, you have to put something on the line," Du Yan nodded in agreement.

Wang Yongnian on the side nodded vigorously, his round face brimming with excitement.

Even Lin Xueru couldn't help smiling, not at all worried that Chen Yi would lose.

The others may not have known, but these few who often hung around together knew all too well that Chen Yi's swordsmanship could be summed up in two words—

Invincible!

At least over the past month, Du Yanqing and the others had more than once practiced fighting techniques with swords and fists taught by Mr. Ning against Chen Yi.

The result was predictable; if nobody yelled for help, it was a testament to their grit.

"Take the bet with him, Xiao San Nian, don't be afraid."

Before Gongye Shou and the others could speak up, Twelfth Prince Wei Letian was already clapping and cheering him on.

Hesitating, Xiao San Nian glanced around and, seeing Gongye Shou nodding, agreed to the bet.

Seeing this, Chen Yi didn't even bother getting up, and said directly, "Come at me."

"Don't underestimate me!"

Xiao San Nian drew his wooden sword and chopped at him.

Bang.

As fast as it came, it went just as quickly.

Chen Yi merely raised his hand and used the scabbard to knock him flying, saying helplessly, "Why bother?"

"Ha, someone's about to kneel and call 'father' now."

In the end, just a child, always stirred up by commotion.

Xiao San Nian's face was a mix of blue and red, but then he heard Chen Yi say, kneeling was unnecessary, just calling him father would do.

"Father, father..."

But no sooner had he spoken than Gongye Shou and the others not far away stood up in unison, their movements so synchronized it was as though they had rehearsed.

"Xiao San Nian, it's time to leave."

"Eh."

Xiao San Nian's face, filled with shame and indignation moments ago, suddenly cleared, and he gave Chen Yi a simple, honest smile, then ran to follow the others.

The crowd was momentarily stunned.

Chen Yi looked at the group from the King of the Southern Garrison's lineage, confusion in his heart.

"Why are they leaving?"

Du Yanqing and the others were equally mystified, exchanging glances.

"Brother Yi, did we go too far?"

"It shouldn't be, it was them who proposed the challenge and the stakes. How is leaving after a loss any skill?" Du Yan said indignantly.

Meanwhile, a few from the line of civil servants not far away seemed to catch on to something.

They saw the grandson of the Left Minister Xie Jing, Xie Dongan, standing up and straightening his clothes, with a smile saying:

"With Chen Yi in Xingwu Academy, we truly have no chance to shine here. I'm leaving too."

At that moment, Wei Letian, looking at him curiously, asked, "You're leaving too? Where to?"

"Your Highness, I am heading to Kyoto Academy to seek further education."

Not just Xie Dongan, but the descendants of several civil servants behind him also got up to follow.

"We are also heading to the holy land of the academy to delve deeply into Confucianism."

"Then Gongye Shou and the others are...?"

Wei Xiaoyun came to the realization, asking with surprise.

"Your Highness is not mistaken; it is probably something like that."

Though young, Xie Dongan was well-educated, with a face already showing a touch of wisdom.

"The lineage of the King of the Southern Garrison is likely to join the Southern Barbarian Sect to practice their physical cultivation techniques."

"We too are embarking on our futures, fellow students. Let's meet again another day."

After saying that, they also left Qingzheng Hall.

Only then did Chen Yi fully understand.

He had thought that those capable of entering Xingwu Academy to cultivate were merely young, not fools; they wouldn't come to challenge him.

But he really did not expect Gongye Shou and the others would actually use him as an excuse to leave the academy!

Damn!