352 Meeting the King (1/2)
The Heavenly Spiritual Image was the treasure of the Sage. Although it could only be used once, it could seal the entire world, trapping all True Spirits within it.
Within the spiritual image, if a dream master were to die, they would die in their own world as well!
”You….. you cannot kill me!”
The 3 Tailed Spiritual Fox could feel the murderous vibe on Fang Yuan's body as it shuddered in fear. ”Even though you care nothing about my backing, don't you want to know what the Hidden Dragon Guards have planned in this realm? Even King Xi doesn't deserve to know the plan...”
”That's right! Then be honest about it!”
Fang Yuan was tempted to know.
Seeing this, the white fox was elated. ”As long as you are willing to release me, I am willing to tell you everything... ah! What are you doing?”
”Whoosh!”
With the glitter of a sword radiance, a streak of lightning came down which struck the 3 Tailed Spiritual Fox and charred it. As Fang Yuan stretched his hands out, he grabbed hold of a Yin Spirit before chaining it up with 4 streaks of sword essence.
”You have too many tricks up your sleeve... Furthermore, I only need to know what the Hidden Dragon Guards intent to do. I wouldn't believe anything else you say!”
Fang Yuan appeared calm. As the 4 streaks of sword essence began to entangle with each other, the Yin Spirit let out a scream before disappearing in a puff of green smoke.
”This is what you get for failing to get my trust...”
After dispersing the 4 Emblems Sword Array, Fang Yuan looked at the receding river water and sighed. ”Furthermore... I cannot let you spread the news about my 4 Emblems Sword Array. Therefore, you're dead meat!”
If he had hesitated, the fox might secretly remove the restriction of the Heavenly Spiritual Image and killed itself. That would spell even more trouble for Fang Yuan.
He had no choice but to be ruthless.
”After such a big fight, the foot of the Tortoise Mountain is now submerged and 10,000 people are killed just like that... sigh...”
A green hurricane appeared which carried Fang Yuan in it and transported him to where Shangzhang Division once was.
As the flood receded, a damaged division was revealed. Corpses laid everywhere and their eyes and stomach were bloated. It was a gruesome sight to behold.
”I'm afraid that the divisions of Tortoise Mountain will become history!”
Fang Yuan continued walking and saw Fa.
Fa had an aggressive look on his face as his hands were outstretched. His skin was pale and he appeared as though he was fighting for survival.
”Such an establishment is destroyed in a few moments!”
Fang Yuan sighed and continued walking. Ahead, there were a few warriors of the Yang Tribe. They were dead as well, either from drowning or being killed in battle.
”Eh?”
Suddenly, he thought of something and turned to another spot.
In a pile of mud, there was a huge severed trunk. Beneath the trunk, a young lady was trapped. Her nails were ingrained deeply into the trunk, but she was still breathing. It seemed as though she had merely fainted, and her eyes were shut.
Around them, a few water demons started to approach as though they had found their prey.
”Die!”
With his mind, Fang Yuan summoned a green sword essence which flew out like a gust of wind. The few water demons froze before turning into ash.
”Wei!”
Fang Yuan walked up to the trunk and placed his finger on Wei's forehead to transfer her some elemental energy.
”Yuan? Am I dreaming?”
After a moment, she sighed and woke up, appearing confused. ”I dreamt of the flood! Demons! You ran out quickly...”
”This is not a dream!”
Fang Yuan helped her up before she saw the mess that was once the division.
”Wu Zhiqi was released and flooded everything here. I have already killed him!”
Fang Yuan continued to explain. ”I'm afraid that there are no other survivors here...”
”Ti, Gao, Li...”
Wei mumbled the names of the few other warriors that came with them as tears welled up in her eyes. ”Yuan, what should we do? Return to our division?”
”No! I want to go to the heart of Xia Country - Yang City!”
Fang Yuan spoke with determination. ”Even though the messenger of Xia is dead, I have to fulfil the order of our leader to report to King Xi about it!”
”I want to go with you!”
Wei bit her lips. ”I'll follow you wherever you go!”
Fang Yuan examined this lady before him.
After all that had happened, it seemed that she had matured quite a bit, and became stronger than before.
However, there was a mysterious feeling about her, which made Fang Yuan confused. 'Does she have the protection of the realm? Looking at things... Wu Zhiqi's flood killed everyone except her. Either she is extremely lucky, or she has the protection of the realm! This is interesting!'
”Alright! Then let's go together!”
...
Yang City.
After successfully managing the river, the leader of Xia was crowned the king. Construction started in Yang Mountain, and the 9 cauldrons were smelted and placed in the centre of the city square. From then on, Yang City became the capital of the Xia Tribe, the headquarters of the entire plains!
The city was rather primitive. The city walls were made of soil and were 30 feet tall and 5 feet thick. It stretched around the city for 15 miles. Although this was nothing to Da Qian Empire, it was the most advanced capital in this realm, with everything built without machinery!
As soon as Wei entered Xia Country, she was mesmerized by the fertile farms, intricate pottery and dyed fabrics. Entering Yang City was even more of an eye-opener, she was like a villager entering a modernised city.
”Yuan... look at this! They're all wearing cloth! At that stall over there, they're selling bronze and even iron equipment!”
Looking around, Wei felt a little embarrassed as she was only draped in animal hide. She froze and could no longer move.
”If you like it, we can get a few iron swords after seeing King Xia. They're more useful than bronze swords anyway...”