189 Purple Dream (1/2)
The palace of Yuan Country was majestic. With the mixtures of courts and tents, the kings from the other country would be at a lost if they saw all of these.
At this point in time, Fang Yuan was in one of the tents.
Using his magical energy, he could sense everything in the tent. His nose picked up a hint of mild fragrance as he imagined an image of a stunning lady.
Even though her face was covered, Fang Yuan could still figure out her looks.
”A beauty indeed, but...”
There was a suspicious look on his face. ”This spiritual aura... dream master? No! Just similar!”
”Ha!”
Fang Yuan had a serious look on his face. Suddenly, his hands moved and rays of spiritual glow seeped out of the tent.
The shaman was standing respectfully at one side. He knew that this sorcerer from the South was trying to trace the spiritual aura of the murderer, and shook his head silently.
Looking at Yuan Country's capabilities, how many shamans would they have serving them?
The death of the king and the disappearance of Purple Dream led many to come here and loot their valuables.
However, be it fierce hunters or those skilled in spiritual techniques, none of them had their way. Even the many spiritual knights who came from the South had no way of dealing with the shamans here.
This Qiutege from the South was rumoured to have discovered the path after Wu Zong, and was known by many as the gifted one. However, who knew if he even possessed any spiritual techniques?
The next moment left him in shock.
A layer of fog appeared within the tent, and a hint of purple glow was visible in it.
As the colours mixed, the fog moved towards the crystal mirror, and the purple hue thickened.
'Indeed a tactic of a dream master, but why does it not convince me...'
With the wave of his sleeves, the purple glow dissipated and Fang Yuan remained silent.
”Sir?”
The shaman had waited for quite a while before going up to him.
”Take your leave, there's no need to follow me!”
”Whoosh!”
Only a shadow of Fang Yuan was left, and his words travelled from afar. It was evident that he had left a long time ago.
Seeing this, the shaman turned pale.
...
On the streets.
Looking at the purple fog floating in front of him, Fang Yuan followed closely as it seemed to be heading in a certain direction.
”Heh... This method of stalking her spiritual aura is actually quite useful!”
He had learnt this spiritual technique while he was the Eagle Lieutenant in Yang Fan's dream. Back then, he used his status to read up on spiritual techniques like such from the government building. This technique was once frequently used by thieves and pirates in the past.
Executing it made him realise that it was rather powerful.
The Purple Dream Princess which left many shamans and warriors from the Yuan Country helpless immediately revealed her tracks.
”It takes a lot of courage for her to still remain in Dragon City!”
Following the spiritual sign, Fang Yuan arrived at large household. After walking one round around it, he smiled to himself before barging in.
”How dare you! Don't you know that this is Ye Lu Buhua's household?”
A person who seemed to be the housekeeper walked out with a whip in his hand. As he saw Fang Yuan, he was shocked. ”A person from the South?”
”Get lost!”
Without looking, Fang Yuan waved his sleeves and this person rolled on the floor.
”Are you trying to kill me?”
”How dare you!”
After a few shouts, a few others rushed out with their bows and they looked fierce.
After the commotion, the soldiers on patrol in the streets hurried here and surrounded the house.
”All of you are not her!”
Fang Yuan scanned his surroundings. With the ball of purple fog in his hand, he barged into the backyard.
”Whoosh whoosh!”
The arrows fell like raindrops, but none of them managed to even touch Fang Yuan.
Under the shock of many, Fang Yuan lightly leapt up and flipped over the wall to arrive at the backyard.
This created chaos and many ladies began to scream.
Many wives screamed as they ran away, but they all seemed normal. Fang Yuan shook his head in disappointment.
”All of you are still not her!”
He looked around and identified a suspicious spot.
”Come out!”
With the strike of his palm, the wooden window broke into pieces and flew everywhere.
”How dare you! Who are you? How dare you intrude my house?”
A general walked out of the room. His eyes were ferocious, and behind him was a 20-year old gracious looking lady.
”Purple Dream Princess, stop hiding!”
Chuckling, Fang Yuan released the ball of purple fog. It exploded and transfigured into many small snakes, which caused the lady to scream.
”Hiss hiss!”
The small snakes swerved, but instead, they rushed towards the general.
”Eh...”
The general let out a gentle sigh, but this time, his voice was different. It was charming and sweet, but when matched with his appearance, it was creepy.
”This is a good place to hide. Why do you want to reveal my identity?”
A lady's voice came out of the general's mouth, like a scene straight out from a nightmare. The lady next to Fang Yuan had mixed feelings of embarrassment and anger before she fainted on the spot.
”You're not from Yuan Country!”