Cultivating by picking up attri - Chapter 178
Chapter 178: Chapter 122 Python and Sparrow Swallow the Dragon, Demon Appears, Old Friends Face Each Other With Swords_2
Translator: 549690339
Han Ye beckoned to the two giant tigers by his side, leaving a silhouette for the two men.
“Well then, let’s go.”
“To Dragon Capital City.”
Dragon Capital City of Great Zhou.
Overlooking from the Imperial Palace God Martial Platform, the crowd was bustling in the street markets, voices rising and falling, trade caravans flowing ceaselessly, all 330 districts in the inner city open for business.
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In a bustling neighborhood, in a luxurious private room in a tavern, pearl curtains framed the flower windows, and the meticulously carved wooden door complement the incense wafting from the Xuanwu brass furnace; the delicacies on the dining table, though, were untouched.
“You bunch of dumbasses!”
A cold voice emanated from the head of the table.
A group of masked, black-robed Demon Cultivators knelt on the ground, fearful to gaze at the clear, thin man in the black robe sitting at the head. He was born with an imposing pair of eyes, emanating an ominous air of sharpness.
“Master Mo, we’re helpless too. Jiang Kui had already sent a success message. Who would have known his soul lamp would suddenly extinguish? It’s impossible for the Imperial Palace Troops Division to stop so many of us. There must be someone else hindering us!”
A black-robed man wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly replied.
This man was of great importance, being among those the leader of the Seven Evils Sect, Emperor Evil, favored the most. He was the Demon Lord of the Seven Evils Sect, their Master Mo.
The thin man remained unmoved and coldly replied: “Failure is failure. Your incompetence has undoubtedly exposed the tracks of Seven Evils Sect, affecting our following plans. The roster of Demon Cultivators hidden within Dragon City that should have been handed over to me was intercepted by the Imperial Palace Troops Division when it was in the hands of Liang Lian.” “Please give us another chance! This time, with one of the Seven Evils’ killers, Sky Evil, taking action, he will certainly decapitate this official!”
Without saying much, upon hearing this, the expression of the black-robed man at the head of the table, Steward Liu, suddenly turned cold and reprimanded:
“You’re thinking of acting in the vicinity of the capital, aren’t you? Just with the ten unlimited daoist weapons from the Empress of Great Zhou’s Imperial Palace Troops Division, it would be enough to deal with you. What do you think this place is? Some rural place?”
“The entire Dragon City is under the surveillance of Wuliang Tian’s men. Great Zhou, with its thousand years of national fortunes, has now reached its peak. The Empress of Great Zhou has reigned for nine years and succeeded in gaining power. If you wish to conquer the whole Dragon City, relying solely on the power of Seven Evils Sect will not be enough.”
Facing the severe questioning, the Demon Cultivators present had no ideas and could only lower their heads, uneasy.
“Notify the Saintess of the Bai Tian Demon Sect, it’s time to start, this can’t be delayed anymore.”
Under the protection of Han Ye, Liang Lian and Pang Kong sat on two spiritual tigers, and everything was peaceful along the way.
After two days and two nights, they finally saw the silhouette of the Dragon Capital City.
The sky was azure blue, a clear vastness. The north wind was sharp and cold, the grasses withered, and the air was very dry.
Since breaking through the Golden Core, Han Ye didn’t rely on magic treasures to fly through the sky. He stepped directly into the void, standing in mid-air and looking downwards.
A magnificent city stood on the plain. High terraces and jade buildings could be seen in the city, standing between the clouds. It looked like a group of cities altogether, no less than a metropolis of the previous world.
The tall, dark city walls were tens of meters high. It would be extremely difficult for even a Cultivator to jump over.
The majestic letters spelling “Dragon Capital” were engraved on the city gate. They seemed to be flowing, and an intense atmosphere came at one’s face.
Han Ye felt that the person who wrote these two characters must not be weak in their strength!
“Zun Gong, is this your first time in the capital?”
Seeing Han Ye’s expression, Liang Lian chuckled.
Along the way, his address for Han Ye had already changed. Today’s Han Ye was vastly different from the past; he was not only Liang’s savior but also an elite disciple of the Dragon Sparrow Sect. It wouldn’t be too much to call him Immortal.
“Once I’ve delivered you to Dragon Capital City, my task will be considered completed.”
Han Ye glanced at the mission scroll, said so, moved his gaze downwards and looked at the next mission.
“Since you’re new to the capital, why don’t Zun Gong…- last time I came to the capital, it was also the time when I ranked as a successful candidate in the imperial examination. Back then, I was very proud. Now when I return to the capital, it feels so different.”
Lian Liang looked at Dragon Capital City with mixed emotions.
Han Ye stared at the blood-soaked name directory in his hand: “If it weren’t for this roster, you wouldn’t have been hunted by the disciples of the Seven Evils Sect.”
Along the way, he asked a lot of things.
This naturally included the causes and consequences.
Generally speaking, in recent three years, the Demonic Sect had become rampant, bewitching people and causing the decline of moral standards. Prefect Liang was ordered to cooperate with the Imperial Palace Troops Division to handle and arrest the Demon Path Cultivators.
mid-route, he cracked a major case. A city on the border of Great Zhou had become the base of the Demon Path, which included members of the Demonic Cult and the name directory of all the major Demon Paths.
Upon hearing that, the court of Great Zhou highly praised him and promoted him several ranks as a capital official.
The premise was to bring this roster to the capital city and personally present it to the Empress of Great Zhou.
Subsequently, they ended up on the blacklist of various Demonic Sects and as a result, were hunted down by many sides.
Upon their arrival in the Capital City, Han Ye collected the Beast Taming Talisman and stayed at the Capital Post Station together with Liang Lian, planning to attend court and present their case to the Empress the next day.
Han Ye sat cross-legged on the bed, circulating his internal energy.
However, Dragon Capital City was not peaceful this night.
The clattering of the armor from the Imperial Army’s night patrol alerted the citizens late into the night, as if some significant event was about to take place.
The constant collision of spells resonated in Han Ye’s ears.
“It appears that the Demonic Cult’s activities in recent years aren’t baseless, combined with the various actions of the Seven Evils Sect, it can be deduced that a plot against Dragon Capital City is already underway.”
Han Ye opened his eyes and looked out the window after breaking his concentration, sensing a powerful individual taking action.
South of the city.
A dozen streaks of light chased one another across the firmament.
The ground was filled with commanders from the Imperial Palace Troops Division, with numerous eminent Daoists at their rear, while the direction of the great formation was surrounded by many men in black.
The southern city gate was in sight. Once they entered Dragon Capital City, where there was no prohibition or formation monitoring, cultivators with a Nascent Soul level or above could easily find a place to hide without leaving a trace.
The entire city’s formation was controlled by the Imperial Palace Troops Division. At this point, the sky was shrouded in demonic clouds. Upon looking around, hundreds of Demon Cultivators appeared in view, forming a strong dark formation.
“Duke Xu has indeed conspired with the Demonic Cult, letting the Demon Cultivators into the city!”
In the void above, a piercingly cold voice echoed.
A chair formed by numerous intertwined green tree roots emerged, where a woman in a green shirt was reclining.
A young man dressed in a long white shirt slowly unsheathed his sword behind her. The iron sword was entirely black, with a slightly rough edge wrapped in coarse cloth on the hilt.
“I pray that Senior Pei will take action, annihilating this beast!”
The commander of the Imperial Army on the ground respectfully requested.
The young man in the long white shirt didn’t utter a word, but finally made a move. A sword light appeared and in an instant, it turned into a torrent of sword qi, rushing towards the people in black.
He was a second-ranked military officer of the Imperial Palace Troops Division, a cultivator with a Golden Core late-stage cultivation level, and a confidant of the Empress. Could use his magic power to influence the Heavenly Earthly Spiritual Qi around him, making him one of the few powerful individuals in Great Zhou.
Within a hundred miles, the sound of armored cavalry, divine weapons, thousands of soldiers and horses, and wild fires resounded.
“Break for me!”
The magic powers of the young man in the white long shirt began to operate. His pupils flickered like flames. He pushed his legs and quickly sprang up.
Both hands gripped the sword hilt, striking downwards as if transforming into a fire dragon falling from his hand, pulling out a stream of flame sword qi that was more than ten meters long.
“Boom!”
The formation inscriptions only held up for a moment before they were pierced by the sword qi.
Ten Demon Cultivators were bisected by the sword qi, their bodies flying left and right, leaving only a trail of fresh blood behind.
In addition, more than twenty other Demon Cultivators were severely injured under the impact of the powerful sword qi. Like being carried up by a strong wind, they were blown backwards, scatted all over the place.
At this moment, a large black python splashed out of the demonic clouds, instantly dispelling the sword qi.
Several hundred-meter-long colossal black ships, carrying a magnificent palace building, glided over from the other end of the sky.
Many cultivators from the Demonic Sect stood on the deck, gazing at the tiny city towers beneath them.
Their attire varied, but undoubtedly, they were all elites from the ten Demonic Sects.
Their faces bore excitement and urgency, as if they had high anticipations for the upcoming battle.
A brilliant young man wearing a black robe, filled with twinkling starlight that made him stand out like a star, was leading others on the deck. He moved casually with the Heavenly Earthly Spiritual Qi gathering around him.
The young man flipped open his black cloak, with an outstanding stature and handsome features. Black hair fell loose on his shoulders, with a magic ring on his hand. His deep eyes stared at the cultivators of the Great Zhou’s court.
“We greet Lord Mozi!”
The Demon Cultivators around him said reverently in unison.
If Han Ye were here, he would definitely be shocked.
This man was none other than Lin Shihuang, the outer sect disciple who disappeared from Dragon Sparrow Sect years ago.
