The Sacred Ruins

Mu Qing’s expression was mild after greeting Lin Naoi and leaving the the small temple baptized by the wind and rain of vicissitudes.

Han Wenze and Huang Weiyue accompanied her onto a spiritual peak. There were three thatched cottages and a stone table in this tranquil place. The bamboo forest was verdant, lustrous and suffused with an aura of freshness.

Mu Qing was dressed in snow-white robes and appeared completely unstained by the dust of this mortal world. Although she was the prince’s maid, her position, after crossing over to Mount Lao, was extremely high.

Han Wenze and Huang Weiyue were both cautious and treated her just as they would a young mistress of their clan. How would they dare treat her like a maid?

Mu Qing was humble and didn’t act arrogantly just because she was the imperial prince’s aide. She smiled peacefully while dealing with the two and nodded after understanding the current situation from them.

When Huang Weiyue mentioned Lin Naoi’s name, Mu Qing politely corrected that the latter should be addressed as princess.

"Ah yes, I was careless. I hope Fairy Mu Qing will forgive me. We have always wanted to bring the imperial prince over," Huang Weiyue apologized.

Later on, Han Wenze explained more of the current state of affairs to Mu Qing. He mentioned the descenders and also discussed the three immortal islands of the sea. He also mentioned the names of the current experts.

"Who will be his match if the prince crosses over right now? Even if more fairies and divine sons descend, they will always be one step behind him and lose the initiative." Han Wenze said respectfully.

Mu Qing waved her snowy sleeves and said with a pleasant voice, "I’d like the two of you to invite Chu Feng over."

"Actually, we’re already prepared to take action against him," replied Han Wenze.

Mu Qing shook her head and revealed a faint smile, "No, the prince values talent and requires such a gifted person. Invite him over."

Han Wenze was startled and knew not what to say for the moment.

"From your explanations, I’ve already understood that this person is extraordinary. The prince will require such individuals after he crosses over," Mu Qing smiled and turned towards the jade sea below. "Mn, we should find a way to make him approve of the prince. Don’t be lacking in manners."

Han Wenze and Huang Weiyue went down the mountain and only began to speak after covering some distance.

"This Miss Mu wants us to invite Chu Feng. This is truly..." Han Wenze frowned because he felt it was somewhat difficult.

"Don’t tell me you really think Miss Mu Qing admires him for his talent?" Huang Weiyue smiled.

Han wenze glanced at her with a peculiar expression.

Huang Weiyue said, "According to your introduction, Miss Mu Qing has already known what kind of person Chu Feng is. She’s also familiar with his relationship with Lin Naoi. There’s definitely a reason behind her instructions."

"What do you mean?" Han Wenze felt that his grasp of women’s thoughts wasn’t that accurate. He felt doubtful now that he recalled Mu Qing’s smiling demeanor while telling them to invite Chu Feng.

"Miss Mu Qing said the imperial prince cherishes talents. It’s obvious that she wants us to bring Chu Feng over in order to make him work for the prince and not as a friend on equal footing." Huang Weiyue explained with a smile, "She even stressed that we have to let Chu Feng approve of the prince and not lose our manners. This is the main point."

Han Wenze revealed an odd expression and said, "Is she hinting at us to subdue Chu Feng so that he’ll be respectful when meeting the prince?"

Huang Weiyue nodded. "To be precise, we have to bring Chu Feng back and make him perform a full ceremonial kowtow upon meeting the prince."

"It’s actually like this?" Han Wenze looked back at the spiritual peak behind him. The white-robed lady’s smile was gentle, kind and seemed to have no arrogance attitude at all, but now it seemed they would have to be more careful around her.

Huang Weiyue said, "Oh, this Miss Mu Qing is quite considerate of the prince. She did this knowing the relationship between Chu Feng and Lin Naoi. Humiliating Chu Feng is secondary, but the main reason is to have Lin Naoi see the circumstances clearly. How will Lin Naoi think when she sees Chu Feng groveling at the prince’s feet? One bending his knee and the other looking down peacefully from high above."

Huang Weiyue mentioned, "Although she’s just the prince’s maid, her identity is higher than most people. You and I have to be more cautious. She’s definitely isn’t a saint."

Afterwards, they revealed faint smiles upon mentioning Chu Feng. He was fated to encounter tragedy through and through.

The dark red mark between Han Wenze’s brows glowed brightly as he assessed Chu Feng’s strength and the preparations they would have to make. He didn’t act carelessly.

"He’s an extraordinary talent who’s severed his seventh shackle but can battle at the level of eight severed shackles. Unfortunately, his foundations are far too inferior compared to an imperial dynasty of evolved beings." Han Wenze shook his head.

Huang Weiyue revealed a cold smile and said, "He’s just a pawn. Even if he’s stunning right now, he’ll return to mediocrity at the carefree realm. There are too many such examples. Additionally, what future does he have under current circumstances? Unless he’s willing to work as a servant."

"He’s just severed his seventh shackle and, normally speaking, won’t be able to evolve again so soon. But it’s best to go the qilin’s former lair and invite some dao friends over," Han Wenze advised.

He and Huang Weiyue weren’t resting at the Origin Magnetic Immortal Cave in the north pole, but at another descender assembly located near the qilin’s old lair.

"Rumor has it that he’s currently on Mount Zhijin," said Huang Weiyue.

Han Wenze was cautious. "For safety reasons, let’s not approach him in any location suitable for laying down domains. Yes, don’t set foot into Mount Zhijin. It’s best we wait for him outside."

They decided to visit the qilin’s old lair first and invite some people over just in case. At the same time, they would wait for the prince to rope in some more followers.

Even as descenders, their levels were vastly different. How could people like them compare to the prince of an imperial dynasty?

They knew that in the near future, earth’s various famed mountains would be occupied by saintesses, divine sons, young buddhas. These talented individuals were truly frightening and blindingly resplendent. As for the natives, there was really no hope!

Mu Qing actually appeared as the two were setting out from Mount Lao and smiled as she gifted them a magical weapon. "It’s better you have a magical weapon for protection while going out. This is a Soul-Binding Cord."

It looked just like a normal hemp rope but with faint traces of golden color. However, Han Wenze and Huang Weiyue were moved because they knew the original form of this item.

Immortal-Binding Cord—it was a type of secret treasure with unfathomable divine might and could even trap a golden arhat. It was truly wondrous.

Meanwhile, this Soul-Binding Cord was a simplified version, but it could immediately take down any cultivator within the shackled realm.

The two sighed secretly. The imperial dynasty of evolvers possessed sufficient foundation. A mere maid was able to cross over and casually gift them such a weapon. It was simply too frightening.

What kind of treasures would that heaven-chosen prince have on his body? He would surely be carrying astonishing secret treasures or even mother of gold fragments to refine saintly weapons on his own. There was simply no way to contend against this kind of god-level character.

Such entities possessed terrifying talent and high evolutionary ranks. Add to that their arsenal of secret treasures, they were enough to suppress the whole of this withered earth!

The two set out on their journey after expressing their gratitude.

Huang Weiyue said, "See? This Miss Mu Qing gifted us the Soul-Binding Cord as a precautionary measure. This is telling us that we must bring back Chu Feng and make him kneel at the prince’s feet."

Mount Lao was within the Shandong region and so was the qilin’s former lair. As such, they didn’t need to go around very far.

Jianing, Mount Zhijin.

The whole area was dancing with raging flames as essence qi gushed out from their midst. A miraculous scene was formed at the center of this inferno.

However, others didn’t know that the center of this place was the Revered Eight Trigrams Furnace, a type of legendary geographical feature. It could gestate fortunes, refine great medicines, nurture weapons and even tamper the body.

After assessment, Chu Feng was sure that this place was a man-made eight trigrams geography.

In truth, Chu Feng might not be able to bear this kind of fortune if it really was natural. The geography would be simply too frightening for him with his current evolutionary level.

That was because a true Revered Eight Trigrams Furnace geography possessed naturally formed runes and patterns which formed an innate domain. If he really dared enter such a place, he would be immediately refined to death!

The ancients built a minor eight trigrams furnace here which, to him, was extremely suitable at the moment.

At this time, many weapons were shining around him as they once again received nourishment. At the same time, a pile of mutant fruits had been liquefied into medicinal fluids and condensed together. Meanwhile, the Thunderstruck Wood was releasing a strand of innate vitality.

Naturally, he had only used a small segment of the Thunderstruck Wood and kept the rest. This item was simply too valuable and couldn’t be wasted.

Even if there were a lot of them within the dragon’s lair, it was truly difficult to find in the outside world.

In addition, a drop of the toad’s blood and several drops of the roc and tiger’s blood had also been added into the fluid.

This was a miraculous property of the Revered Eight Trigrams Furnace. One didn’t need to understand weapon or medicine refinement because the whole cave was a natural treasured furnace capable to gestating fortunes.

It could directly produce pills!

Legend has it that a naturally formed Revered Eight Trigrams Furnace landscape could naturally produce peerless divine pills and sage pills on its own. It was simply overwhelming.

A day and a night passed by as Chu Feng gritted his teeth and endured the ordeal. After all, he was inside a burning furnace and would naturally feel roasted.

Finally, at noon the second day, he was completely satisfied as eight round silver pills were formed around him. They were releasing a dense medicinal aroma which penetrated deeply into one’s heart. The pills had been formed!

This could be considered a miracle. It was truly odd that this kind of geography was capable of nurturing pills. He didn’t even have to any invest time or effort and was able to receive a direct success.

At the same time, the weapons nearby had also gained spirituality.

"Consume!" Chu Feng didn’t hesitate in the slightest. Under present circumstances, nothing was more important than raising his strength.

A fingernail-sized silver pill entered his throat and immediately dissolved into a stream of astonishing heat which rushed into his body. Following which, a stream of energy erupted within like a powerful flood.

Boom!

Just as expected, the mutant fruits displayed great effects after being refined into pills. The effects were raised by a great margin!

Chu Feng severed his eighth shackle that day with relative ease and saw an explosive increase in strength. His whole body was surging with rolling blood energy and he gained another special ability.

His whole body was lustrous like an indestructible metallic body.

This time, he had severed the shackle in his spine. Presently, it was like a hiding golden spear that could fly out any moment and pierce through all obstructions!

"This feeling is too marvelous. This won’t do. I have to think of ways to keep on breaking through."