Behind Xiao Qi was the silhouette of a Tuo Dragon, seemingly roaring towards the sky, which instilled fear from the depths of one's soul. They had heard that this figure was a genuine Dragon Son with the True Dragon Bloodline, an existence akin to a Divine Spirit in the eyes of re mortals.
On the other side, Liu Qingyun's backdrop was a shimring silver Long Spear, and for so reason, as people caught sight of it, they felt as if thousands of troops were charging towards them, causing a chilling fear that made so nearly lose their footing.
The curious eunuchs, overwheld by this terrifying aura, were sweating profusely and dared not linger in that place, hastily retreating to the outside.
In a corner not far from the small courtyard, a middle-aged man in official robes urgently grabbed the hand of an eunuch and kindly asked, "My lord, how are things."
After speaking, he quietly passed a heavy silk pouch over. The eunuch discreetly took it, glanced at the official, and said, "It's not that I don't want to help you, but right now, several Immortal Chiefs are ditating inside, and the pressure of their aura is such that we re mortals cannot even approach, let alone relay a ssage for you."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man beca anxious and began pacing back and forth in the corner, muttering to himself, "What am I to do, what am I to do."
The eunuch felt the ribbon in his sleeve, weighed the pouch for a mont, then showed a satisfied smile and said to the middle-aged man, "I see your sincerity, so I'll give you a helpful hint."
Upon hearing this, hope instantly showed on the middle-aged man's face. The eunuch lowered his voice slightly and said, "You know that these Immortal Masters are here for Princess Bai Huaxiu, as they are the elder disciples of the two young princes."
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "I know that."
"So, the key to eting an Immortal Master lies with Princess Bai Huaxiu."
"Everything you say is true, my lord, but I hold such a low position and speak with little power. The princess is of noble birth; how could I possibly et her?" said the middle-aged man with a distressed face.
"You might not know this, but the princess has a Palace Maid by her side, who has stayed here since the princess went missing. After the princess returned, she took great care of her. I know she has an old mother living outside the city. If you take care of her, I'll help you et her," said the eunuch with a smile.
A smile imdiately appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and he bowed to the eunuch, saying, "Thank you, my lord. I will surely repay this great kindness."
"Then you'd better go now!" The eunuch waved his hand, and the middle-aged man turned and left. Sohow, the eunuch always felt that the official's back was hunched, as if weighed down by a heavy burden.
The middle-aged man quietly left the Imperial Palace and arrived at his mansion, but at that mont he hesitated. He paced outside, unwilling to enter the yard. Once his life's haven, it had now beco a place of worry.
With a creak, the tightly shut gate opened, and an old servant in grey linen clothes opened the sowhat worn gate, apparently about to go out. He was very surprised to see the middle-aged man and asked, "Master, you are back. Why don't you co in?"
With a bitter smile on his face, the middle-aged man said, "Steward Zhong, I'm troubled and wish to clear my mind outside. How is the young master?"
Steward Zhong looked at his master, whom he had watched grow up, and feeling uneasy himself, he slowly approached the middle-aged man and said, "It's the sa as before; he has almost beco skin and bones."
Sighing, the old servant continued, "This family has been passed down from generation to generation, and only the young master remains as a male heir in this generation."
Though few in number, every generation has been brilliant, making their family a noble one within the Capital City of Treasure Elephant Country.
Who could have expected such misfortune to befall the young master? Originally bright and intelligent, he had beco dull and foolish, lately succumbing to unconsciousness, losing weight visibly. The master had spent a fortune and invited nurous esteed Mages, yet they all were helpless, unable even to diagnose the illness.
Since hearing that the Immortal Master had arrived at the Imperial Palace, the master had been intent on selling his properties to clear a way in the palace, hoping to have his child seen by the master.
"How did your trip go?" Steward Zhong asked with concern.
The middle-aged man sighed, "There is so possibility, but whether it will succeed still depends on fate. Are you going out to buy sothing?"
"We've run out of rice at ho, and I was just about to buy so," replied the steward.
This reminded the middle-aged man that this venture had emptied his coffers, forcing his household to tighten their belts.
Heaving a deep sigh, he waved the old servant off and walked heavily into the courtyard.
As he entered the inner courtyard, a woman with a sowhat pale face ca out to et him, asking eagerly, "Master, have you managed to invite an Immortal Master?"
The middle-aged man shook his head and was helped into the house; sitting down, he slowly said, "An Immortal Master is of such high stature, not soone a minor official like can et at will. Fortunately, the money was not wasted, and I've managed to find a way in. I'll attend to it tomorrow and hope it all goes well. How is the child?"
As soon as the child was ntioned, the woman began wiping her tears, crying, "Such a fine young boy, now reduced to skin and bones. Our family has always been kind and done good, never committing evil. Why have we drawn such a calamity? He is our only child; if sothing were to happen to him, how could we face our ancestors in the Nether Springs?"
The middle-aged man sighed, stepped forward, and embraced his wife, saying, "I have heard it said: 'A family that accumulates goodness will have blessings to spare.' We have always been virtuous, and surely, we will be rewarded."
Though he comforted his wife thus, he himself had no confidence. Previous visitors had not been ordinary people, yet they still couldn't determine the cause. Now, his only hope lay with the Immortal Master in the Imperial Palace.
anwhile, those ditating quietly in the Imperial Palace opened their eyes. They exchanged glances, each seeing the surprise in the others' eyes, knowing that they had gained substantially from this session.
"Big brother, what was that sound, it was so intense!" the two young ones asked curiously.
As soon as that was said, not only Xiao Qi and Bai Huaxiu, but also many eunuchs outside the wall pricked up their ears, as this bizarre sound had been heard for a long ti now, yet no one knew its origin.
Liu Qingyun smiled and said, "That is the voice of the Holy Elephant."
"Holy Elephant?" Xiao Qi mumbled to himself. He felt he had heard the na sowhere before but couldn't quite recall at that mont.
"The Holy Elephant is one of the Ancient Sacred Beasts, an incarnation of sanctity and light, with astounding power."
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