novelraw Chapter 473 - 249, Old thief, I swear to kill you!
Chapter 473 - 249, Old thief, I swear to kill you!
He still remembered Gou Renshu, from the Holy Word School of the Daoist Sect. Although Gou Renshu was merely a mortal, his innate wisdom allowed his mindset cultivation to far surpass that of his peers. Consequently, the Shadow Assassination Hall had ranked him second on the Human Rankings one hundred and eighty years ago.
If one succeeds in mindset cultivation, even a mortal body can surpass those with innate physiques or immortal bodies...
It’s a pity though... Mindset cultivation seems not to discriminate against anyone. In reality, it is extremely strict; otherwise, the Daoist Sect wouldn’t intentionally recruit literary talents from various countries as disciples...
Xu Xing shook his head. He recalled his life-bound magical sword, which had been lingering outside his body, into his sleeve and returned it to his Nascent Soul for nourishment.
This single sword stroke had created an island and significantly benefited the improvement of his mindset. However, the spiritual light nurtured within his life-bound magical treasure had diminished by nearly forty percent due to that one strike.
A good sword needs nourishment!
A life-bound magical treasure is linked to a cultivator’s soul and should be used as sparingly as possible.
Had he not touched upon the state of the Great Unrestrained Realm—a truly rare opportunity—he would not have recklessly used the Dessication Twin Swords, unleashing their power without restraint.
I was planning to visit the Ai Family of the Country of Flowing Light, as it’s my Master’s family... but this sword stroke attracted some cultivators. It isn’t suitable to stay here for long...
Descending from the Gangfeng Layer, as he neared an altitude of three thousand zhang above the Country of Flowing Light, Xu Xing swept his divine sense below the clouds and immediately sensed the imposing auras of several True Monarchs.
His eyes flickered with a purple glow as he carefully scanned the area below with his divine sense again.
After a short while, he saw the countermeasures these cultivators had deployed.
Near the riverbank, over a dozen dark-black array banners lay hidden, some buried underground and others submerged three zhang beneath the river’s surface.
Judging from the array patterns on the banners, they formed at least a Fourth-level Array.
And at each of the array’s crucial nodes, over ten cultivators were stationed, ready to activate it.
Xu Xing didn’t believe that these cultivators from the Country of Flowing Light had discovered his identity and were preparing to arrest him, hence their deployment of this Heaven and Earth Net.
The commotion he had caused earlier wasn’t small. Any Power with a sense of caution would come to investigate and not ignore it.
The Flying Feather Immortal Palace was not some small sect or minor school, but one of the Higher Teachings; they would not fear a Dao Lord from another sect trespassing in their territory.
If they needed to make an arrest, they would!
Of course, the Flying Feather Immortal Palace hadn’t pushed things to the extreme. Setting up such an array was also a posture. The few True Monarchs in charge deliberately revealing their auras also served as a warning to the Dao Lord from another sect to leave as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary conflicts.
After seeing that none of these cultivators were familiar to him, Xu Xing waved his sleeve, transforming into a ray of Escaping Light, and headed straight towards Fengxi Country.
With his Nascent Soul Realm speed, he reached the territories of Fengxi Country in just a short while.
「Half an incense stick later.」
He arrived near Shenjing from the "South Sea" of Fengxi Country.
My luck continues to be strong. The Human King physique hasn’t absorbed luck from the Dragon Pulse for a long time. So, even though the imperial court is declining and its governance is deteriorating, the country enjoys favorable weather, allowing the common people to live in peace and contentment...
Along the way, Xu Xing hadn’t been idle. He used his divine sense to scan the grain reserves in the homes of the common people in several prefectures and counties. Seeing that though the granaries were not full, everyone looked well-fed, he couldn’t help but nod slightly.
The Human King physique binds the Dragon Pulse. If too much Dragon Luck is used, it causes an imbalance in the Dragon Pulse, leading to natural disasters within the territory as a punishment to the citizens.
Frequent disasters cause the people to turn against the throne. The Human King physique then loses the Heavenly Order, and the Dragon Pulse gradually depletes, creating a vicious cycle.
As for him, because he possessed the Bronze Ancient Mirror, when he condensed the Dragon and Tiger Dao Pill, he relied on Taoist Fruits to repeatedly solidify and generate Dragon Luck. Thus, his consumption of the Dragon Pulse wasn’t high.
When the Dragon Luck accumulated in the Dragon Pulse is abundant, the climate within the country naturally remains favorable...
The Saint said, ’He who steals a hook will be executed, but he who steals a country will be made a noble...’
If it weren’t for the ’Emperor’ being the greatest thief of the people, stealing Dragon Luck, the common people Under the Sky could perhaps live more peacefully...
Xu Xing quietly contemplated.
But he quickly shook his head, disagreeing with this new thought.
Even if order is bad, it is still much better than a state of disorder.
"Old gentleman, may I ask who is the current Emperor ruling over the people?"
"How many years has he been in power?"
Xu Xing descended from the clouds and blended into the Yongchang District of Shenjing, transforming into a middle-aged Taoist priest holding a fortune-telling banner.
After walking a few steps, he stopped a peddler pushing a cart and hawking animal charcoal. He took out a silver ingot from his sleeve, bought a basket of charcoal, and then asked his questions.
"You’re a fortune-telling Taoist priest. If you don’t know the current Emperor’s reign title, nor the heavenly stems and earthly branches, how do you conduct your divinations?"
Hearing this, the charcoal peddler looked at Xu Xing in surprise. He bit the silver ingot to confirm its authenticity and then said in disbelief, "Taoist priests who set up stalls to tell fortunes are, by rights, the most familiar with imperial reign years, astrological years, and the sexagenary cycle. They often mention and use these in their divinations."
"Unspeakable, ineffable."
Xu Xing smiled faintly, an air of profound mystery about him. He said, "This mountain person has long resided in the mountains, cultivating without heed to the passage of time. Now, awakened from my daze, I cannot recall the year or month."
"’I remember the last time clearly; it was still the 21st year of Chongming,’ he added."
Once he founds the Butian Sect and has a falling out with the Flying Feather Immortal Palace, the fate of his relatives remaining in Fengxi Country will be dire. Although he doesn’t have much affection for these relatives—the legacy of a gentleman, after all, fades after five generations—he cannot allow his descendants to suffer an undeserved calamity. Furthermore, vicious curses using blood relatives to target cultivators are not uncommon in the cultivation world; he had to guard against this.
Returning to his former homeland, besides indulging in nostalgia, he had another purpose: to take away the Ai Family from the Country of Flowing Light and his own kin.