Chapter 1001: Chapter 648: Siblings About to Reunite_2 Chapter 1001: Chapter 648: Siblings About to Reunite_2 After the Immortal General had completely left,
the Lion-Tiger Beast slowly transford into a human form, also resembling a robust man with vibrant golden hair.
Being a mount, simply hearing the words spoken by Fairy Zi Ling earlier, he could roughly guess what had happened.
He stood up, looking toward the majestic Golden Body with a playful look in his eyes, “Sir, if there’s nothing else, we will take our leave.”
“…”
Lady Qinghua was about to stand up when Zi Ling quietly positioned herself in front of her. As the Horses’ Fortune, she was clearly performing a ritual salute to the Hong Jing Immortal General; yet, it seed as though she was kneeling before the Purple-Bearded White Dragon.
“This is the Handwritten Decree prepared by Zi Ling, please review it, Sir.”
Zi Ling seed completely oblivious to any impropriety, her gaze pure and gentle, standing gracefully as she handed over the decree.
A smile that lacked any faults adorned her face.
Only Lady Qinghua, standing close by, discerned a hint of slyness in that serene smile.
“Is there an issue, Sir?” Zi Ling’s smile widened.
“Nothing.”
Lady Qinghua stood up, took the Handwritten Decree, and after briefly looking it over, said, “No problem, go ahead.”
Her coming to the heavens was to conduct her master’s business, not to engage in conflicts with others.
Originally a Wild Demon of the Mortal Realm, had it not been for her master’s favor, she wouldn’t even qualify to stand before these Immortals—what grievances could she speak of?
She turned to register the decree, but then she heard the gentle voice of that woman again.
“Sir, my master will be returning soon.”
“What does that an?” Lady Qinghua turned back to look.
“By then, Zi Ling will co to visit again.”
Zi Ling’s smile vanished, staring seriously at the Golden Body; she had always felt that harboring grudges was unwise.
Thus, she never engaged in aningless actions.
Anyone who bore a grudge should be driven straight into deep disaster, never to rise again.
It had been so many years since anyone had reminded her of her identity as a mount.
Since the Venerable Horses’ Fortune wished to remind her, then he should be prepared to face her wrath.
Seventh rank Immortal Official… Ha.
Fairy Zi Ling glanced briefly at the distant stables, a subtle, chilling expression crossing her serene face.
Lady Qinghua seed to miss the threatening undertone, nodded slightly, retracting her gaze, “Welco.”
Hearing this, Zi Ling paused, still smiling, left in the company of the robust man with vibrantly golden hair.
Tsk, tough talker.
Such a person, relying on rit-based Ascension to beco an immortal, was thick-headed, only aware of the size of officials but blind to the forces behind them.
To put it unpleasantly, this person had neither ntors nor friends; in an actual crisis, who would care for him.
No need for further words.
When she returns to the heavens, this fool would naturally realize the magnitude of the being he has provoked.
“Sir—”
Once there were no outsiders in the Imperial Stables, the stewards ca up with a complex expression, “Or perhaps you should prepare so ceremonials and apologize to Fairy Zi Ling?”
The Powerful Warriors also gathered around, speaking in hushed tones, “Don’t feel ashad; when General Qingluan returns, this Fairy will no longer hold the identity of a mount, and then you’ll be colleagues, all Immortals. A little bowing won’t hurt.”
They knew full well how difficult it was to achieve Ascension through rits; why lose such favorable Immortal Records over a mont of pride?
“Go carry out your duties.”
Lady Qinghua closed her eyes, even if feeling helpless inside, refused to show it outwardly.
This woman was her master’s enemy, without her master’s consent, she, as Town Stone, had no reason to bow.
The only guilt she felt was having this Immortal Position and not having achieved much for her master—likely to even lose it soon.
…
In Jianyang Prefecture, amidst a high cliff, three people quietly waited.
Shen Yi, with his arms crossed, leaned against the rocks, sensing the changes in the Lotus Platform.
Under the protection of the newly acquired sacred scripture.
At this mont, both the Lotus Platform and the Azure Wood had reached the Sixth Tribulation Perfection, indicating the end of the paths for the True Immortal and Traveler at the seventh rank.
However, for the Sixth Grade Boundary, the Heavenly Immortal and Traveler Jin Lian, there was currently no thought.
Shen Yi had also tried using Demon Lifespan Years to forcefully push his way through the paths that followed, but as ng Xiuwen had said, these realms were just transitions, and without reaching the fifth grade, one could not discern the true essence of heaven and earth.
He couldn’t even understand it, let alone deduce anything from it.
If one was not careful, they would be enveloped by a tribulation and et a fate where their Dao disappears and their body perishes.
Following his master…
Shen Yi opened his eyes and cast his gaze forward. Perhaps, just as they had discussed earlier, he should place his hopes on General Yan Lan?
But he did not know the general personally at all.
The Bodhi Sect’s law-preaching assembly, likely many disciples would be present. If he could seize the opportunity to obtain the Sixth Grade Cultivation Technique, it would resolve his problem.
However, the thought of the assembly being presided over by the Venerable made Shen Yi quite troubled.
According to ng Xiuwen, such existences were figures that “covered the heavens,” and attempting sothing right under his eyes was basically no different from seeking death.
“Finally, back.”
ng Xiuwen seed to sense sothing and lazily stretched his body.
As he spoke, a weary figure transford into a streak of light and quickly ca to a halt in front of the three. The woman who had always seed courageous and composed was now shrouded in tiredness, even the light within her eyes dimly faded.
It was hard to imagine what could reduce a fifth-grade Taiyi Immortal Family mber to such a state.
Ye Lan swept her eyes over the three and without providing many explanations, simply commanded, “The news wasn’t contained, it’s affected too many; all of you, co with to prevent the situation from getting out of control.”
“It’s affected too many?” ng Xiuwen threw away the grass root in his mouth, his expression growing much more solemn.
“Seventeen prefectures, not just cultivators and sects, but even the common folk are spreading it by word of mouth, hoping to go to He Mountain to pray and perhaps receive a touch of the Bodhisattva’s spiritual light,” Ye Lan’s voice was slightly hoarse.
A mixing of fish and dragons, all gathered in one place.
If not careful, it could lead to a massive disturbance that would alert the Imperial Capital. Both the Imperial Court and the Demon Slayer Bureau would inevitably have to intervene.
“Damn, they are totally stuffed with nonsense!” ng Xiuwen cursed without holding back.
Ye Lan waved her hand to interrupt him: “Go back and let Old Min know. During the ti the Demon Slayer Bureau is all heading to He Mountain, he needs to look after Jianyang Prefecture and ensure nothing chaotic happens.”
He Mountain was likely to beco the safest place in Great Nan State, but these seventeen major prefectures could fall into vulnerability.
“Understood.”
Without further ado, ng Xiuwen took Shen Yi and another with him, swiftly heading towards the Land Temple.
They hadn’t even spoken yet when Min Zhiyan was the first to say, “The Purple-Bearded White Dragon ca looking for you earlier with so n; not finding you, he left a ssage with the old man. Hearing about the Bodhisattva preaching on He Mountain, he’s taking your fellow villagers to see the world.”
“He really knows how to pick places.” ng Xiuwen rolled his eyes but didn’t say anything else. Under the full attention of the entire Imperial Court and Demon Slayer Bureau, if trouble could still stir at He Mountain, there were hardly any safe places left in all the lands.
“I understand.”
Shen Yi nodded slightly, understanding as well.
After all, what Zi Yang wanted most was to help the people of Hongze each find their own chances, so as to collectively assist in rescuing the remnant soul of the East Dragon King; how could he possibly miss such a grand occasion.
For the Imperial Court, this was chaos, but for most cultivators, it was a heaven-sent opportunity.
Even if unable to hear the Bodhi Sect preaching, this was also a chance to mingle with more genuine Immortal seniors.
“Please go ahead—Jianyang Prefecture has the old man watching over it.”
Min Zhiyan looked at the three people before him, his gaze resting on Shen Yi, albeit the other two each had their own opportunities and backgrounds, for so reason, he felt this young man from the countryside held the most promise.
The only drawback was probably his limited experience and lack of connections.
This trip to He Mountain might just make up for these deficiencies, allowing him to make a few friends from the Demon Slayer Bureau, which would be mutually beneficial during their cultivational journey.
And with General Yan Lan watching over him, it was perfect for him to rein in his temperant as well.
“Do you have anything else to prepare?”
ng Xiuwen looked over, “If you are ready, let’s head out.”
“Okay.”
Shen Yi looked ahead with a smidge of anticipation, not just Zi Yang, even he himself wanted to see what the truly powerful beings of this world looked like.
The Venerable, comparable to a third-rank Immortal Official, was already an existence standing above the Azure Sky.
Just then, his expression slightly stiffened, Qinghua’s voice echoing in his mind.
“My lord, Zi Ling has descended to the mortal realm!”
“I don’t know her destination, but according to the Immortal General, it seems to have sothing to do with the Bodhi Sect’s preaching. She is going on behalf of General Qingluan to attend the event; should Qinghua investigate further?”
Shen Yi did not respond but suddenly turned to look at the Land God, the earlier words echoing in his ears.
Zi Yang, Zi Ling…
When the once siblings appear in the sa place.
At this thought, Shen Yi’s pupils suddenly constricted, and he clenched his fists tightly.
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