632 A First Look! (1/2)
The entire Dao Palace descended into an uproar. Fear and uneasiness weighed down on everyone's hearts as the three Soul Conduit realm elders left.
Li Wuchen and Zhou Mei's wedding ceremony ended abruptly. While the rest of the Dao Palace was swimming in anxiety and fear, Wang Baole summoned Zhao Yameng, Sect Lord Xu, and the giant tree to discuss what had just happened.
They concluded that Sect Lord Xu and the giant tree were to prepare for the worst. They were to evacuate everyone using the teleportation array formation that Sect Lord Xu had secretly set up should the situation call for it.
They had to carry out the preparations in secret while being prepared to evacuate at any moment. Sect Lord Xu, as well as the giant tree and Zhao Yameng, who had just found out about the second teleportation array formation, all treated the matter with extreme care.
The three left with their hearts heavy and their minds plagued with worry after the meeting. Wang Baole stood alone in the highest tower of his palace, gazing into the distant sky and Sea of Fire. His heart was heavy too.
It might have been just a singular cry for help, but it had been clear—perhaps even to Feng Qiuran—that something hadn't been right. However, sometimes, emotions triumphed over reason. That had been why Feng Qiuran had chosen to journey out and investigate the matter.
Wang Baole understood why she had done that, which was precisely why he had a bad feeling about this. The premonition grew stronger, and a strong wind began to rise, whipping at Wang Baole's clothes as he shut his eyes.
”There's a storm coming…” he murmured to himself. He looked down at the bottom of the mountain, at the cultivators bustling around in the Dao Palace and at the world around him. After a long while, Wang Baole sat down and began his cultivation.
The high officials' autobiographies had mentioned before that no matter what the future held, one could only try to seize the present moment.
Time passed steadily as Wang Baole continued his cultivation, and the sect continued its discussion. In that manner, five days went by.
On the fifth day, as the sun began to set, the thing that worried Wang Baole the most didn't happen. Feng Qiuran and the other two elders returned, their spirits low and a myriad of emotions on their faces.
Wang Baole received an invitation as soon as the elders returned to the sect, so he went to Feng Qiuran's palace. The three Soul Conduit realm cultivators were already inside, silently waiting.
Daoist You Ran nodded and smiled at Wang Baole. Mie Liezi, who usually greeted him with an icy look or avoided him altogether, had a look of bewilderment in his eyes. He wasn't his usual fierce self.
Feng Qiuran had a lost look on her face, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Wang Baole observed the expressions on their faces as the gears in his head spun furiously. He didn't speak and simply sat on the fourth chair in the grand hall, turning his eyes towards Feng Qiuran.
After a long while, Feng Qiuran shut her eyes, and the hall descended into silence. A long bout of silence passed… Feng Qiuran suddenly opened her eyes. They were bright with determination. It was then that Mie Liezi suddenly spoke.
”We must save him!
”It doesn't matter if this is a trap. As long as there's a chance that Uncle Master is still alive, we can't ignore this. We must do something!”
Wang Baole kept quiet as he listened to Mie Liezi. Feng Qiuran trembled, then started to speak. Bitterness colored her words.
”We've identified the source. It's an Never-Ending Clan battleship. We kept our distance and didn't perform a close inspection, but we know that there were fewer than ten ships of such scale and size during the last galactic battle. We don't know what lies inside the battleship or why it has reappeared. We don't even know what the remnants of the Never-Ending Clan are planning… To enter the battleship would be to risk the fate of the Vast Expanse Dao Palace!” Feng Qiuran shook her head as she spoke. Her heart ached, and she wanted to save her father as well, but she couldn't put the Dao Palace at risk. That was why she planned to enter the battleship alone.
”The Vast Expanse Dao Palace has fallen to a state where there's nothing left for us to lose. But if we can't even save our own elders, what point is there for our continued existence? Mere hope?”
”If that's the case, I, Mie Liezi, would rather go down in a fight!” Mie Liezi argued. There was determination in his eyes. He saw Feng Qiuran prepared to retort and immediately turned towards Daoist You Ran and Wang Baole.
”What do you think?”