Chapter 765: Chapter 540: Return to Shu

The year Tianbao 136, the year of Yichou, Renwu month, Yimao day.

On this day, the newly appointed Patrol Angel of the Southwest Three Roads received an edict from the Emperor of Daqian to inspect the land of Shu!

At noon, a roar echoed from the heavens above the Divine Capital.

A pillar of light shot up from the sea of clouds, reaching the sky.

In the Dragon Court, before the Taiji Palace, the reigning Emperor Wu, dressed in a black dragon robe, stood with his hands behind his back, slightly raising his head, his eyes piercing through the sea of clouds, reflecting a golden beam that shot straight into the heavens.

The wind fluttered the dragon robe, its hem swaying. The Sovereign’s expression was ambiguous, but finally, his face became as calm as a still lake, and he spoke slowly,

“I heard that after the court was dismissed, that one from the Martial Temple attempted to contact Mr. Chen?”

Behind Emperor Wu, there was no one.

Yet a voice rose,

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Was there anything unusual?” The Emperor’s tone grew more intense.

“No!” The voice was aged. “The Martial Temple and the country share the same destiny. After all, they are of one mind with Your Majesty, but these old fellows are getting stranger. They hold too many secrets and it’s unclear what they divulged.”

“But when Lord Chen came out, there was nothing unusual!”

The eyes of the black-robed Emperor flickered with a moment of obscurity, and he prolonged his tone, word by word,

“Chen Yuan!”

“Heavenly People”

“I hope it’s not as I suspect.”

“These matters should all be buried in the dust.”

“The State Preceptor must keep an eye on this.”

The aged voice chuckled,

“Indeed, last night, that immovable old immortal of the Huangfu family, who hasn’t stepped outside in decades, quietly left.”

“This old servant shall now retire!”

As the laughter drifted away with the wind, the golden beam reflected in the eyes of the black-robed Emperor also vanished within the sea of clouds.

“Your Majesty, you should rest!”

At this moment, a eunuch’s low whisper sounded.

……..

A few days later, in Shu, north of Jingguan City, among the hills and mountains.

Amidst the vastness of Heaven and Earth, snow like shattered jade fluttered down softly, covering the earth with a shroud of white. Under the cloak of snow, the undulating mountains seemed to lie dormant like a sleeping dragon, or like a majestic ink painting drawn by Danqing’s adept hand, stretching slowly from the horizon, spotted with white and green.

Looking far into the distance, the pure white snow contrasted with the dark mountains, outlining a bold and vibrant silhouette.

Below, the once lush forest, now encased in layers of ice and snow, its boughs adorned with glimmering clusters like jade leaves, sparkling and translucent. Snowballs clung to pine needles, resembling blooming pear flowers; twisted branches were thickly encrusted with ice crystal, akin to coral jade trees.

At this moment, amidst this expanse of Heaven and Earth,

“Clip-clop”

“Clip-clop”

“Clip-clop”

The sound of hooves rumbled through the mountain forest, shaking the snow off the trees.

Through the gaps in the leaves, one could see, among others, people donned in various attires, carrying swords, and knives—the Jianghu people, riding horses gallantly across the land in groups of three or five.

Meanwhile, in this painting of flying snow and ink in the sky, streaks of flowing light left trails, densely crossing the air like a hundred boats competing.

Flying boats, sword riding, mounts….. various powerful energies rampaged through the sky, soaring dramatically.

Heaven and Earth below are filled with endless Jianghu romance.

As they continued forward, amid the wind and snow clouds, suddenly thousands of golden rays burst forth.

As one by one the streaks of light traversed the wind and snow, they saw, ahead, the Great Sun shining in the sky. The Jianghu people on horseback crossed the mountains, pulled on their reins to halt, and their view widened instantly as they gazed across the distant plains, their faces barely concealing their excitement.

“Ahead is Jingguan City!”

In the distance, the Great Sun illuminated the sky, revealing the magnificent silhouette of a colossal city, like a giant beast crouching.

At this time, above this giant city, a vast silver formation enveloped it.

At the top of that formation, a stunning scene could be seen—a towering silver tree reaching into the sky, covering the sun and sky, the sight was imposing.

“Luck Spirit Root!”

Among the multitude of flowing lights, there was a flying boat emitting a faint azure glow, riding the winds and breaking the waves in the sea of clouds.

The flying boat was over thirty zhang long. At this moment, on its deck, a dozen or so people stood, gazing at the distant sea of clouds and the massive canopy of the tree extending from the clouds. Their pupils contracted, and someone blurted out.

This enormous artifact created by the fortune of Heaven and Earth is indeed a Luck Spirit Root.

“Such grand gestures!”

“There’s a Spirit Root like this in Jingguan City. Who owns it to so openly display it without fear of being taken by others?”

They hailed from a Grotto Heaven Blessed Land. A Luck Spirit Root is usually a treasured emblem of a Grotto Heaven Blessed Land, always hidden away, never shown to outsiders. Every single one that comes to light outside often results in bloody conflicts.

“So many powerful energies, this might be even more lively than the Luotian Grand Sacrifice…..”

On the deck, a group of extraordinary young men and women viewed this scene, revealing surprise, their eyes shining bright.

Some wore dark, tight-fitting clothes, a sword on their backs, the entire person like a sword with its edge exposed, exuding an intimidating aura;

Some were dressed in white, warm as jade, their long robes embroidered with silver threads depicting green lotuses, holding a white jade folding fan, a graceful gentleman.

One woman wore a red dress, her eyes cold, but the vermilion mark at the corner of her eye added a trace of allure;

These young people, appearing not to be much older, have extraordinary auras circulating, all at the peak of the Heavenly Pass Tao Fruit. Among them, the one in dark tight-fitting clothes with a sword on his back was exceptional, exuding sharpness, with a faint circulation of Miyamoto’s Energy Mechanism.

Clearly, he had just broken through not long ago, unable to fully control his energy.

This group, originally heading to Yuzhang’s Dragon Tiger Mountain to participate in the Luotian Grand Sacrifice, representing Enlightenment Mountain to compete for the Dragon and Tiger List, changed their course after hearing shocking news. Led by their sect elder, they rerouted to the Southern Pass of Three Qin, arriving in Shu.

Now, seeing the endless Heaven and Earth with flowing light, a magnificent landscape, these young disciples’ eyes contained a little trace of excitement.