Chapter 788: 788 Once you look, you will know where Her Royal Highness the Princess is [2 more updates]
Suddenly, the wind and snow in this world grew stronger, and down fell snowflakes like goose feathers, dyeing the earth white, swiftly accumulating above the waist.
Yan Tingfeng stared blankly at the snowflakes falling onto his palm, burying the shattered chess pieces.
In her second life, did she also not et a good end?
“Her Royal Highness the Princess bears the entire fate of the Daning Dynasty,” Rong Shi spoke slowly and leisurely, “but those who carry great luck will inevitably beco the target of many.”
Yan Tingfeng heard himself ask, “So, she can’t have a good result?”
“Whatever the result is, it is decided by Her Royal Highness the Princess,” Rong Shi smiled faintly, “And when she made her choice, the gears of fate also started to turn at that mont.”
People are pushed forward by fate.
Whether it’s the Eight Characters, Star Disk, or Ziwei Doushu, they all seem like predetermined programs set at birth.
No matter how hard you try, you cannot escape the predetermined program.
That’s why so many people want to beco gods, to leap outside the program.
Yan Tingfeng’s gaze struggled for a mont, “Then, what about her now?”
“The Tower Master can see in the depths of your sea of souls, this is the final gift I leave for you,” Rong Shi’s smile deepened, “because back then, I also saw that if I didn’t appear now, you wouldn’t even have three months left.”
Yan Tingfeng knew this was Rong Shi saving her.
To live three more months was still an excellent thing for him.
A person who should have died shouldn’t ask for too much.
“Therefore, the you that you see has no knowledge of where Her Royal Highness the Princess would be next, but as a Master of Great Purity, of course, I have calculated everything precisely,” Rong Shi continued, “When the Tower Master wakes up, go beside the seventh dead tree on Rong Family’s Back Mountain, seven inches underground, and then you’ll know where Her Royal Highness the Princess is.”
Yan Tingfeng’s arm trembled for a long ti before he said: “…Okay.”
“You ask why I want to save you because, if Her Royal Highness the Princess is Shenzhou’s only variable, then…” Rong Shi’s eyebrows arched, smiling delightfully, “then you are the one who can make this variable add more winning chances.”
Yan Tingfeng suddenly raised his head, his pupils shrinking.
“My mission is completed, perhaps I will et the Tower Master again,” Rong Shi’s eyes were gentle, he said softly, “Take care, Tower Master.”
Heaven and earth were still vast and desolate, the chess ga was still ongoing, yet the figure opposing him had completely dissipated.
“Brother Rong…” Yan Tingfeng murmured, “Thank you.”
If not for this ti being near life and death, stepping half a foot into Yama Hall’s situation, he wouldn’t have seen Rong Shi again.
And Rong Shi’s every step calculated brought him the best news —
Where Princess Yongning is.
Indeed, he couldn’t fall here, at least he should use his life to do sothing aningful for Shenzhou.
The snow stopped, the clouds dispersed, the sun rose, illuminating this originally barren land.
In the real world, Yan Tingfeng still sat cross-legged, but the black lines on his body showed signs of fading, revealing an originally pale complexion.
Outside the door, both the Right Protector and Left Protector didn’t even dare to nap, focusing intently to protect.
**
Shenzhou, Yunjing.
Lin Huaijin was packing luggage for Ye Wanlan: “You must take these dicines; who knows what’s in the sea? If you get hurt and have no dicine, that would be bad.”
He kept packing while chattering incessantly.
Ye Wanlan listened patiently without any sign of impatience.
“Miss Ye, are you really going to Atlantis alone?” Xiang Shaoyu frowned, “At this mont, Brother Yan has yet to co out of retreat, why not let Yun Yi and go with you, for support.”
That’s the legendary ancient continent rarely set foot upon by anyone.
“You can’t go.” Ye Wanlan raised her head, sweeping her gaze, “Even if the Sky Tower Master has five more years until release, these five years definitely won’t be peaceful, Yunjing needs soone to anchor it.”
Xiang Shaoyu hesitated: “Miss Ye, but…”
“No buts.” Ye Wanlan’s deanor chilled, “I left the Vajra Cover behind, but it absolutely cannot be used until the critical mont.”
Xiang Shaoyu and Huo Yun Yi exchanged a glance but ultimately didn’t insist.
They understood well, unlike Ye Wanlan, who bore the bloodline power of Atlantis, even going to the Nanling Sea Floor would be in vain.
“Ah Lan’s bloodline hasn’t fully awakened.” Kang Mufeng pondered, saying, “All Atlantians undergo baptism at the Holy Pond, only once baptized does the Atlantis bloodline truly open.”
“Yes.” Zhu Qingxian added, “Ah Lan has no status in Atlantis, even in the more human-friendly Cangyuan Country, the Holy Pond is heavily guarded by the Royal Palace, forbidden to approach; as for Chongming…”
“Chongming has no concept of the Holy Pond; everything is determined by Supre Wisdom.” Khor Peiqing’s eyes glead sharply, “Children, upon reaching six years old, undergo the baptism of Supre Wisdom to gain even greater power.”
Saying this, she rolled up her sleeve to the middle of her forearm.
Ye Wanlan saw a blue mark on Khor Peiqing’s elbow: “Aunt, is this the imprint left by Supre Wisdom?”
“Yes.” Khor Peiqing said in a low voice, “Anyone marked is a subject of Supre Wisdom, once marked, forever bound.”
That’s why she chose to seal away her Atlantis bloodline; what good is imnse power without freedom?
Life or death wasn’t her decision; it only required a single thought from Supre Wisdom.
Khor Peiqing deeply despised the mark on her arm, but no thod could remove it.
She had directly carved this piece of flesh off, yet soon after it grew back, with the mark still intact.
Thus, she wore long sleeves year-round to cover this dirty imprint.
“Indeed, Chongming Country has a king, but Supre Wisdom is the true ruler.” Kang Mufeng remarked, “Ah Lan wants to fully awaken her bloodline, she can only start with Cangyuan Country.”
Ye Wanlan nodded: “Understood.”
Chongming Country not only has Supre Wisdom, but is also the culprit behind her parents’ demise.
She still wasn’t aware of Atlantis’ full strength, couldn’t confront Chongming directly.
“However, we truly can’t enter Atlantis.” Kang Mufeng’s voice sank, “Atlantis people are restricted from entering the Land, nor do they allow humans on their territory; once —”
“Once humans are found in their realms, they’d create various disasters,” Ye Wanlan’s gaze cooled, “Ancient tis saw fishing boats lost; even if fishern accidentally entered, they’d take the lives of those innocent souls.”
“Cangyuan Country tends to avoid conflict with us and dislikes killing.” Zhu Qingxian said, “But Chongming Country is bloodthirsty and sees humans as inferior creatures.”
“I understand.” Ye Wanlan smiled slightly, “Uncle Kang, Aunt Zhu, please tell how to enter Atlantis.”
Kang Mufeng and Zhu Qingxian exchanged a heavy glance: “The way to enter may…”
The sentence was abruptly interrupted.
“Ah Lan, I’ll accompany you on this Atlantis journey.” Khor Peiqing spoke up, “I’m a Chongming, I know how to enter Atlantis; it requires ti, but won’t harm you.”
“Mom!”
“Peiqing?!”
Ye Wanlan’s expression shifted: “Aunt, how can you…”
“I’ve hidden for so long; with matters severe enough for Ah Lan to personally go, what’s the use of hiding now?” Khor Peiqing bitterly smiled, “Besides, after all this ti, they should think I’m dead, Ah Lan, I’m your aunt, I must help you.”
Her gaze had rare tenderness, like spring rain gently falling.
“Being able to traverse freely between the Land and Nanling Sea without any cost…” Kang Mufeng suddenly spoke, “Are you… part of the Chongming Royal Family?”
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