As the Dragon of Fortune curled up in the sky and gradually vanished, all people felt the oppressive force, and the flow of mana within their bodies beca extrely difficult. Not to ntion engaging in large-scale magical combat, many with weaker mana couldn't even cast spells.
At this mont, they had completely lost their superior status. Now, even a mortal with ordinary weapons could potentially harm or even take their lives.
So cultivators had already started to beat the retreat drum since Treasure Elephant Country had beco markedly more dangerous for them. Having lost the protection of their mana, they could easily be killed by the angry common people, so they hurriedly left the kingdom before the news spread among the masses.
The old beggar stood on a rooftop, lightly sipping from his wine gourd, with a hint of a smile on his face as he said, "This is better. The common people suffer less hardship. The benevolent hermit who intervened truly has a kind heart."
"After so many years, you're still the sa, not changed a bit," Golden Snake Granny complained.
"Change... I'm afraid it's too late for to change now," the old beggar sighed softly, seemingly lost in thought as he looked up at the sky, staring into space.
Golden Snake Granny stood by him quietly, a smile on her face.
The once noisy capital city of Treasure Elephant Country now fell into tranquility. After those of weak will and unsettled nature had left, the city seed to return to the peace of forr days.
No longer were there people flying through the sky or fighting fiercely; it even made the spectators, used to the bustling scenes, feel a bit nostalgic.
The mysterious sounds still resonated at regular intervals each day, precisely reaching everyone's ears. The capital's people would fall into a deep sleep with these sounds, realizing that after each sounding, their sleep quality would be exceptionally good; hence, they regarded it as a gift from their ancestors.
For the cultivators remaining, these sounds were even more precious, cleansing the soul and purifying mana with remarkable effectiveness. Perhaps the sounds had been too faint due to the city's previous clamor, so many hadn't benefited from its wonders. But now, with the city quiet, the sounds seed to strengthen with each passing day, making those who stayed feel their journey was well worth it.
In an old inn within the city, Ghost Scholar was sitting in a ditative pose on the wooden bed of his room, eyes closed in deep ditation. After a long while, as the sounds dispersed, he slowly opened his eyes and exhaled gently.
A satisfied smile spread across his face. He hadn't entered such a deep state of ditation in a long ti. The perplexities he encountered in his cultivation were resolved through this ditation, leaving him exceedingly content.
"It seems you've reaped quite a reward this ti?" Peach Blossom Maiden sat in a chair in the room, one arm propped on the table, the other holding a blooming peach blossom to her nose. The window was wide open, the full moon outside casting its silvery light onto the table, draping the dark, lustrous old furniture in a layer of silver gauze.
Ghost Scholar nodded slightly and replied, "The gains are substantial. Worthy of a legendary Holy Elephant, even the lingering sounds carry such formidable power, let alone the true strength of its physical form."
"Even such a powerful being perished in the endless passage of ti. Sotis I wonder what our cultivation is truly for. People often speak of seeking immortality, but though there are many who have lived for ages in this world, few can truly avoid death." Today, Peach Blossom Maiden seed unusually lancholic.
"Humph! Do not think to shake my resolve. Immortality is what I have sought all my life; there is no reason to give up now," Ghost Scholar's mood seed to grow agitated.
"Is that so, it seems I've overthought it," said the Peach Blossom Maiden softly as she turned her head to gaze at the bright moon outside the window, lost in thought.
At this mont, the Imperial Palace of the Treasure Elephant Country was brimming with joy. The King was the master of this land; his mood set the tone for the entire earth. When he raged, it was as if storms lashed out, but when he smiled, the land was steeped in serenity.
Clearly, the King's spirits were very high at the mont. Although the protagonist of the banquet had not arrived, there was no hint of anger on the face of this ruler; instead, he expressed understanding with a beaming smile. After all, the person was from beyond their world and obviously disliked such social engagents, so he naturally wouldn't insist on their attendance.
This ti, not only had the disturbance brought by the Cultivators been resolved, but the relationship with his daughter had been nded as well. Moreover, having seen his two adorable grandsons, the King felt as if he was favored by fortune and destiny, with everything moving towards a better future.
"Your Majesty, if I may inquire about the whereabouts of the respected strangers who ca here, we would like to express our gratitude," said a minister, bolstered by the wine, as he posed the question to the King. Such powerful individuals were, after all, who they very much hoped to befriend, perhaps proving beneficial in the years to co.
The other ministers also clamored, eager to catch a glimpse of these esteed visitors.
The joyful expression on the King's face changed instantly; these people were all reluctant when it was ti for action, but now were full of enthusiasm. The Old Monarch was well aware of what they were thinking.
He raised his wine gourd and said with a smile, "Ah, that Mr. Liu is the senior disciple brother of my two grandsons. He is a dignified person, and at this mont, he is supervising the education of the two little ones at the back. It's best not to disturb him, or if their studies are interrupted, I'm afraid Mr. Liu will be angry."
With these words, the King not only conveyed his relationship with Liu Qingyun, but he also warned these people not to overstep, as his connection with the esteed individual far surpassed their expectations.
The crowd hurriedly responded, "We wouldn't dare, we wouldn't dare. If the gentleman is busy with important matters, how could we be so bold as to intrude?"
Seeing this, the King's smile returned. He lifted his goblet and drank with the crowd; cups clinked once more, and the lively atmosphere was restored.
In contrast to the bright lights and bustling scene earlier, the dwelling of Bai Huaxiu seed quiet and remote. However, this was her specific request because she knew that those who truly followed the path of cultivation preferred an elegant environnt.
In the courtyard, two little ones were sitting cross-legged on the green stone slab, and as their chanting spread, moonlight shone down on them, casting the shadow of a wolf with a crescent on its forehead behind them.
Bai Huaxiu was overjoyed at this sight. She had heard from Kui Mulang that this was a phenonon that occurred only after the awakening of their bloodline, which could enhance their strength and soul, a secret technique unique to their lineage.
anwhile, Liu Qingyun and Xiao Qi were also seated cross-legged, and a profound aura began to emanate from both, imposing a significant pressure that those around could feel.
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