Chapter 453 - Chapter 453 Tianhu Mountain (1/2)
Chapter 453 Tianhu Mountain
Chen Yu hadn’t expected the Xuanqing Sect to descend the mountain and directly involve themselves in secular affairs.
Back at the Dongming Canyon, the Heavenly Master Long Tian had already extended an olive branch to him.
Now they were openly helping him against the Knights of the Round Table.
It seemed the Xuanqing Sect was truly keen on getting him to join.
Chen Yu glanced at the large screen in the conference room, which had already listed all the families of the Knights of the Round Table. It looked like Tong Ming had also done a lot of preparation during this time.
With the Xuanqing Sect as an external support, dealing with the Knights of the Round Table had become much easier.
His presence here surely wouldn’t be of much help; it might even cause trouble.
After all, it wasn’t just the Knights of the Round Table who bore a grudge against him.
Chen Yu didn’t say much. He simply bowed deeply and left the place with the young Daoist.
The two did not linger in the imperial capital for long, opting instead to board an enclosed RV.
“Mr. Chen, you can take a good sleep here, and when you wake up, we’ll have arrived at Tianhu Mountain,”
The vehicle was equipped with a full set of bedding. Upon lying down, Chen Yu felt a soft embrace, and an odd fragrance wafted through the space.
After taking a light sniff, Chen Yu knew it was a kind of sedative.
Thinking about it, it had been a very long time since he had slept properly.
Since the Xuanqing Sect had arranged everything, he should not disappoint their good intentions!
He took a deep breath and fell straight into sleep.
He didn’t know how much time had passed when the vehicle’s door reopened, and they had already arrived at the foot of a mountain.
Chen Yu had never heard of Tianhu Mountain before, nor did he know what it really was.
He only saw that the great mountain before his eyes was shrouded in mist, appearing like a land of immortals, with a mirror-like vast lake at its base.
The lake’s surface was tranquil and clear to the bottom.
The lotuses and duckweeds growing on the water were motionless as if they were fixed in place.
“Mr. Chen, the Heavenly Masters are waiting for you on the mountain. Please follow me!”
Chen Yu nodded and followed the young Daoist up the mountain.
As they reached halfway up the mountain, a cacophony of loud noises reached his ears.
“Sweet and silky tofu pudding here!”
“Mutton soup!”
“Antiques and calligraphy, don’t miss out as you pass by!”
…
Chen Yu frowned in confusion. Did this seem like a market?
The young Daoist suddenly stopped and respectfully performed a Daoist salutation.
“Mr. Chen, please rest here for a while and have some food. I will come back to fetch you later!”
Chen Yu nodded and walked directly to a mutton stall.
“Boss, give me a sheep’s head!”
The stall owner, a man in his forties wearing a Daoist hat and dressed in a disheveled manner.
He wore a string of Copper Coins tied together with red thread around his neck.
The boss cheerfully responded and promptly served up two dismantled sheep heads.
“Brother, it’s your first time up the mountain, isn’t it?”
Chen Yu smiled and replied, “Boss, judging by your attire, you should also be a Daoist, right? Why are you selling mutton here?”
The boss laughed heartily.