Chapter 22 (1/2)
”Today, we'll be going to the Spirit Pagoda.”
When Huang Yu heard this, his first thoughts were that they were going to be going into a Spirit Ascension Platform.
It might've been a stretch to make, since going into a Spirit Ascension Platform was really expensive, but since the school was already splurging ȯbsċėnė amounts of money on them, what's a few million more amirite?
Wu Zhangkong explained as class zero walked alongside him, ”From now on, you'll all cultivate in this Spirit Pagoda's Spirit Ascension Platform once a week. You must treasure this opportunity; the academy fought hard to allocate some funds for this.”
Huh, the school was a lot more generous than Huang Yu thought. That Wei Xiaofeng guy would be crying in his sleep if he heard about this.
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Eastsea's Spirit Pagoda was one of the eighteen great pagodas, collectively known as the Eighteen Pillars of Heaven.
It's towering figure was visible from kilometres away. It was at least a hundred stories tall, surpassing a height of 400 metres.
The foundation of the tall building was in the shape of an octagon and covered a large area. The pagoda then narrowed every ten layers until it reached the peak of the spire.
When Huang Yu saw it, he thought it looked pretty damn great.
Similarly, the other classmates of class zero looked on in awe when they saw the Spirit Pagoda up close.
Entering the first floor of the pagoda, they were met with a dazzling sight of the interior. Dark gold stone tiled the floors, creating a beautiful granular pattern. Several obelisks stood tall in the center of the space, propping up a dome over ten meters in diameter. The most shocking thing, however, was that the dome being held up by those obelisks had a magnificent and colorful mural on it.
Wu Zhangkong explained, ”This mural portrays the tale of the Spirit Pagoda's founder, a legendary Spirit Master and inventor of spirit souls. It tells of how he guided Spirit Masters in resisting a tide of spirit beasts. However, this is merely a part of the completed one.”
”The mural within the headquarters depicted the Spirit Ice Douluo battling the strongest Spirit Beast God, Di Tian. It was rumoured that the Spirit Ice Douluo came out victorious, but he disappeared after the battle.”
Huang Yu stared at the mural with wide eyes. He didn't really care that much about the story, but he had to admit it was a real work of art.
At the corner of his vision, he noticed Gu Yue looking entranced at the picture of Di Tian before sneaking a glance at him.
When Gu Yue realised that Huang Yu was looking at her, she blushed before looking away.
Ever since the day of the spar, the relationship between Huang Yu and Gu Yue had become quite awkward. Huang Yu had tried to mend the rift in their relationship but to no avail.
The others who perceived this chose to stay quiet about this. Gu Yue was the strongest in their class other than Huang Yu, and if they talked about what happened that day with her, they would be courting death.
After Wu Zhangkong finished his explanation about the Spirit Ice Duoluo Huo Yuhao, Huang Yu discerned that his wife, Tang Wutong, looked strangely similar to Tang Wulin.
A flash of understanding appeared in Huang Yu's eyes.
They were in a Xianxia world, so most likely there was some sort of connection between Tang Wulin and Tang Wutong. Most probably, they were family or something.
It was kind of a stretch, since Tang Wutong lived ten thousand years ago. But apparently Tang Wutong became a God right? The chances of her still being alive right now was pretty high.