Chapter 1068 – Everything Began from White Emperor City (1/2)

Chapter 1068 – Everything Began from White Emperor City

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

As news began to pour in, the Li Palace ceased to be so cold and cheerless. The bishops and deacons stood on the plaza and engaged in whispered discussion. As they waited for an order from the Pope or the archbishops, they all had different expressions.

It could be presumed that the Imperial Court was even more nervous at this moment, and it was hard to imagine what the princes and ministers were doing.

South Stream Temple, Mount Li, the Mutuo clan… they had all arrived at the capital on the same day. It had to be intentional. After the confluence of the north and south, the Imperial Court had relaxed its vigilance over the sects of the south. Moreover, since they had the Grand Examination as cover, no one had gotten any news of this beforehand.

Who across the continent could arrange for such a major event? Of course, it was Xu Yourong, because she was the Holy Maiden, but what did she want to do? Did she want to use this hurricane of momentum to threaten the palace? Would the venerable Daoist Shang Xingzhou still be able to quietly remain in Luoyang?

When they thought of these things, the Li Palace priests turned toward that secluded palace in the depths of the Li Palace.

Tang Thirty-Six, Linghai Zhiwang, and Hu Thirty-Two were also looking at Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng said nothing, nor did he give any order. With a calm expression, he walked back into the hall.

Linghai Zhiwang was somewhat confused, but he understood the general meaning and turned around, walking out of the Li Palace.

Tang Thirty-Six followed Chen Changsheng back into the hall and asked, ”What do you intend to do?”

Chen Changsheng replied, ”I intend to practice the sword.”

Tang Thirty-Six froze.

The sky today was exceptionally blue. Cut apart as it was by the eaves of the hall, it looked just like a porcelain tile.

The soft gurgling of flowing water could be heard exceptionally well in the slightly dim confines of the hall.

The clear water in the stone pool undulated with ripples that would never cease. A ladle sat quietly by the pool.

The Green Leaf had already been returned to the place it had existed in for many years. Although it was missing a leaf, it was still a pleasant green.

Chen Changsheng did not enter the Green Leaf World. Instead, he walked into a quiet stone room deep within the hall.

The room was devoid of furniture or tools, and its walls and ground were made from gray stone. It was abnormally plain, crude.

A prayer mat was placed on the floor, and it looked rather worn.

The prayer mat naturally made Tang Thirty-Six think of the one in Wenshui's ancestral hall, causing him to stop.

Chen Changsheng sat on the prayer mat and extended his right hand.

A wind did not stir within the stone room and his sleeve did not tremble, but his fingertip vibrated.

There was a light clap.

A flick of the finger.

With a clear crack, several thousand swords streamed out of the sheath at Chen Changsheng's waist, occupying all the space in the stone chamber.

Countless awe-inspiring sword intents began to rise and fall within the stone chamber, jolting and intersecting against each other before they gradually calmed down.

Looking into the stone chamber, one would see a sea of swords with Chen Changsheng sitting in the very middle.

Tang Thirty-Six felt a chill in his eyes at this sight, and then realized that one of his eyelashes was drifting down.

With a grinding sound, the door to the stone chamber slowly closed, accompanied by Chen Changsheng closing his eyes as well.

As he walked out of the hall, Tang Thirty-Six asked Hu Thirty-Two, ”What's going on there?”

Hu Thirty-Two replied, ”His Holiness had always been diligently cultivating.”

Tang Thirty-Six found this rather absurd. ”He's still thinking about practicing his sword at this sort of moment?”

”Yes.” Hu Thirty-Two was a little worried, adding, ”After meeting the Holy Maiden that day, His Holiness stopped caring about anything else.”

Tang Thirty-Six felt rather uneasy, because this scene gave off a rather familiar feeling.

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Countless gazes within the capital all rested upon the Xu Estate.

In these last few days, Xu Yourong had stopped meeting people. Instead, she chose to quietly remain at home.

But everyone knew that this matter had to do with her and the people she had met.

Before she met Prince Chen Liu, before she met the emperor late in the night within the palace, she had met many people in the south over the last few years.

These people had all come. They came from the south, her south.

”The Holy Maiden's pressure is too much. Sir, as her father, you should at least speak with her about it.”

The Divine General of the East's estate was always somber and quiet, so the voice from the reception hall seemed louder than it really was.

It was obvious that this person was suppressing the anger in his heart.