Chapter 470 (1/2)
Chapter 470: A Thousand Years
Translator: Radiant Editor: Radiant
“Dong Bo Xue Ying.”
It wasn’t long after Hui Ming left that a World Deity guard arrived at Xue Ying’s cavern dwelling. “I’m here on His Majesty’s orders to tell you that you should hurry up and prepare. Once you’re done, come to the Crimson Stone Courtyard along with your subordinates.”
“We’ve already finished our preparations, so we can leave at any time.” Xue Ying stood up. Indeed, Jing Qiu and the other Deities from the Xia Clan had long ago finished their business. Whatever few treasures they had were now safely inside their storage treasures, and they were all just waiting! After all, the abode of any inner disciple would be far different from that of some expert participating in the Myriad Flower Feast.
“Time to go then. Follow me.” The World Deity guard nodded and brought everyone along.
Hua.
Under his guidance, an unseen power enveloped the whole group as they rapidly traveled toward the Bloodshed God Palace.
The region covered by the palace was bigger than the Calm Sea Prefecture Capital, yet it only took them an hour or so of flight before they arrived at an isolate and peaceful courtyard, the entrance of which displayed two characters from the Deity world—Crimson Stone. These two words allowed this courtyard to faintly fuse with the enormous Bloodshed God Palace into a single entity that emitted a thick and undivided aura.
They entered the courtyard through the main gate and soon arrived at a cavern dwelling that occupied an area of about five kilometers and was relatively simple in design.
“Dong Bo Xue Ying, starting from today, this will be your cavern dwelling. Both you and your subordinates will live here,” the World Deity guard said. “Someone will be sent over in the future to tell you about the detailed rules and regulations of the courtyard. My task is now complete, so I will be taking my leave.”
“Thank you for the assistance.” Xue Ying stood up to send the guard off. He was, after all, a stage three World Deity, likely one of the His Majesty’s imperial guards.
“You should just wait here. I trust it won’t be long until His Majesty calls you over.” The World Deity guard smiled and left.
There were several attendants arranged to remain in the cavern dwelling, from whom they learned many of the rules of the place.
The Crimson Stone Courtyard was a place frequently visited by the Bloodshed God Emperor, as well as the location where all of his disciples were housed, so the rules of the courtyard were naturally strict! Honorary disciples, inner disciples, and personal disciples all had different places they were allowed to enter. To Xue Ying…many places were forbidden ground; he was not to enter any of these! As for Jing Qiu, Yun Hai, the Dragon Mountain Emperor, and the rest, there were even fewer places they could go. They could only ever traverse through the corridors and enter or leave through the backdoor!
“The inner disciples can have a hundred total personal guards, fifteen of which will be given entry ranks.” The Dragon Mountain Emperor was reading through a golden book. He could not help but blurt out, “All of us added up don’t even number a hundred. Doesn’t that mean we can easily get the entry ranks?”
“Whether we get entry ranks or not doesn’t really matter,” the Purple Thunder Emperor said. “But the rules of the Bloodshed God Palace are extremely strict. As long as we don’t randomly enter certain forbidden areas, we can actually access the majority of places. After all, there’s nobody who would dare deliberately go against the rules. Also, there might only be fifteen entry ranks for the moment, and Xue Ying’s personal guard may only have official ranks of the lowest order, but just wait until Xue Ying improves his cultivation further and graduates from his apprenticeship. Once he receives an official position, there’ll be many more entry ranks granted to his personal guards.”
Xue Ying laughed.
This was just one of the things he could do to improve the lives of the Xia Clan Deities.
“Disciple Brother Dong Bo, teacher asks you to go over to him,” a cold voice entered from outside by means of transmission, likely that of a woman.
“I must leave now.” Xue Ying stood up and walked out.
Outside his dwelling, he saw a gray-robed woman of ordinary appearance. The aura she put on full display, however, allowed Xue Ying to easily determine that she was a stage three World Deity.
“Disciple Brother Dong Bo, I am a fellow inner disciple of our teacher. My name is Gong Feng, but you can call me Disciple Sister Gong Feng,” the gray-robed woman said.
“Disciple Sister Gong Feng,” Xue Ying acknowledged her request.
The gray-robed woman walked alongside Xue Ying within the courtyard, and the two engaged in casual chatting. “Teacher rarely ever accepts students during the Myriad Flower Feast. The majority of the disciples he did accept are from various other places. Whenever he would see someone he liked, he would receive them as disciples. For him to have taken you as a disciple under the observation of so many powerful existences means that teacher certainly likes you a lot. Of all the inner disciples within this courtyard today, I am the oldest, which is why teacher often hands many matters for me to arrange! If there’s anything you need, you can come over and find me.”
“Thank you, Disciple Sister,” Xue Ying said.
“It’s just a minor matter.” The gray-robed woman laughed, bringing Xue Ying along into a different courtyard.
This new courtyard had a large lake with many aquatic plants within, and it was by the side of this lake that the crimson-robed Bloodshed God Emperor was sitting cross-legged. His big robes extended to the ground, and his eyelids were drooping. Yet, he was emitting an unseen aura that seemed to pacify the entire courtyard. On his shoulder was a rather unique-looking black bird. The bird’s feathers were of a deep black, but if one were to look more carefully at them, these feathers seemed to be shimmering with unremarkable colorful lights.
“Teacher,” the gray-robed woman bowed and greeted the man. “I have brought Disciple Brother Dong Bo.”
“Greetings, teacher.” Xue Ying joined in from the side with a respectful greeting.
The expressions on the Bloodshed God Emperor’s face were hard to predict, mostly due to an endless feeling of darkness and destruction which dispersed all around him. Even though he was simply sitting cross-legged, Xue Ying still felt like no more than an ant standing before an enormous dragon, billions of kilometers long. He gave off that sort of oppressive feeling.