I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 299 Heavenly Palace Heavenly Palace
Chen Zhian stood on a hilltop not far from Riyue Mountain, gazing into the distance.

The Great Qian Prince Qian Yuan easily opened up a glorious path, riding his horse into the Daoxia Immortal Palace, inspiring countless young powerhouses.

Even though the heavy pressure made it hard for them to breathe, the brilliance made it as difficult as a quagmire.

But at this moment, no one is willing to give up easily.

It is because the Immortal Palace under the Dao hides unimaginable opportunities. If one can enter the Immortal Palace under the Dao and obtain some opportunities, one may be able to step into the Jade Palace and the Heavenly Palace in one's lifetime, or even hope for good fortune.

Chen Zhian observed silently, not in a hurry to enter the Daoxia Immortal Palace.

A few quarters of an hour later, Chen Zhian raised an eyebrow and turned to look at another empty space.

Then he saw a clear yet exceptionally sharp sword aura shooting straight into the universe from that void.

Accompanying the sword aura was a white-haired figure.

His white hair flew wildly, almost merging with the sword energy. Wherever it passed, it cleaved through the clouds and broke through the storms. Even the radiance of the Daoist Immortal Palace in the void was easily cleaved apart.

"This sword energy..."

Chen Zhian was surprised.

Such sharp sword energy, even if it has not yet cultivated a sword heart, has probably already cultivated a sword soul.

"I have cultivated the Sword Soul Beacon Tower, thus achieving the fifth level of Sword Soul cultivation."

But my sword energy is still far inferior to that of this white-haired man.

He took a deep breath.

This white-haired man possessed sharp sword energy, profound cultivation, and an unfathomable depth of knowledge.

With just one glance, Chen Zhian could clearly sense that the difference between himself and this white-haired man was not merely in their cultivation level.

"My sword spirit beacon tower is not as good as this person's."

Even the most powerful Thunderfire Sword Scripture, in terms of power, cannot compare to that sword light just now.

Chen Zhian muttered to himself, his surprise growing.

The Thunderfire Sword Scripture is Xu Yuchan's sword technique, and it is very likely a complete first-grade divine power!
Even though Chen Zhian had only mastered the third level of the Thunder Sword technique, in terms of power, he could easily rival a second-grade divine ability.

But this white-haired person...

As the sword light shattered, the white-haired man vanished in a flash.

Chen Zhian keenly observed the appearance of the white-haired man.

He became even more surprised.

"This person is so young?"

Chen Zhian lowered his head and pondered for a few moments, then suddenly remembered someone.

"So young, yet with such formidable swordsmanship, and a full head of white hair... his identity is self-evident."

"The second most outstanding figure in the current Tiger Cub Monument is Fu Changsheng."

He repeated the name in his heart, his eyes shining.

This Lower Immortal Palace is indeed extremely attractive.

The first of the current Young Tiger Stele, Qian Yuanji, and the second of the Young Tiger Stele, Fu Changsheng, both came from this place.

"It's a pity that Lin Ting, who ranked third on the Young Tiger Stele, is missing."

"But I wonder if Lu Zhange will also come?"

Chen Zhian and the other young people who wanted to go to the Daoxia Immortal Palace watched as Fu Changsheng, carrying that sword energy, broke through the light and flew into the Daoxia Immortal Palace.

From the moment that sword aura appeared until it disappeared along with Fu Changsheng into the brilliant light of the Immortal Palace below the Dao, only twelve breaths had passed...

"Qian Yuanji entered the Dao Lower Immortal Palace in just seven or eight breaths, while Fu Changsheng, with his dazzling sword energy, entered the Dao Lower Immortal Palace in just twelve breaths."

The depth and experience of these two... are quite evident.

Chen Zhian murmured to himself.

After a few more quarters of an hour, one after another, young people overcame the heavy pressure and the mysterious power of the Daoxia Immortal Palace's radiance, disappearing into the brilliant light and stepping into the Daoxia Immortal Palace.

Chen Zhian remained silent, gazing into the distance and observing the people who came seeking opportunities at the Daoist Immortal Palace.

"Among them are many powerful figures from the Heavenly Palace!"

His eyes flickered, and as he looked around, his gaze fell on another mountain peak.

On that mountaintop, a powerful cultivator in his thirties was looking up at Sun and Moon Mountain.

"Under the decree of the Great Qian Emperor, all powerful individuals under the age of thirty-five who are not named on the Riding Whale Stele may come and compete for the opportunity to enter the Immortal Palace of the Dao."

Therefore… perhaps many more of those who once graced the site of the Young Tiger Monument will come to the Great Qian Dynasty, to Sun and Moon Mountain!

The name of the young tiger must be inscribed on the stele when the child tiger is over thirty years old.

Once a person turns thirty, their name will be removed from the Young Tiger Stele.

Many names have been removed from the Young Tiger Stele, but cannot be inscribed on the Whale Riding Stele; however, this does not mean they were not powerful.

"Are Heavenly Palace cultivators under the age of thirty-five not allowed to have their names engraved on the Riding Whale Stele?"

Chen Zhian couldn't help but feel puzzled.

But then he thought of Xie Wuju and Si Yuanzhao!

These two individuals are those whose names are engraved on the Riding Whale Stele, and they are not ranked at the bottom of the Riding Whale List.

Not to mention the mysterious Si Yuanzhao.

Even Xie Wuju, who died at the hands of Chen Shuijun, wielded a famous sword and possessed profound knowledge, making him far superior to ordinary Heavenly Palace experts.

There are also differences between the heavenly palaces.

Take, for example, the Ten Dragon Lord Shang Zhuqi! He could even rival figures of extraordinary talent.

Upon realizing this, Chen Zhian understood a bit more.

To have one's name engraved on the Riding Whale Stele, one needs not only talent and a high level of cultivation, but also the ability to defeat the incarnation of a celestial being.

Those celestial incarnations are incredibly powerful. Even though the celestial beings in their thirties are strong, they probably still cannot defeat them.

"But who is this person?"

Chen Zhian gazed at the celestial figures atop the mountain.

As his divine aura dissipated, his gaze swept across the surroundings.

He vaguely sensed that around Sun and Moon Mountain, someone possessed sword energy as powerful as a dragon, their aura fierce and menacing! It was like a ferocious beast baring its fangs!

Some people exuded a sword-like aura, yet were also filled with a sense of desolation, as if they had emerged from ruins.

Then there was another person dressed in thunder armor, who looked like a majestic general.

Another person exuded a chilling demonic aura and a stern presence—it was obvious without much thought that this powerful figure from the Heavenly Palace was a true great demon, perhaps born in the Nine Departments of the demon race kingdom.

……

"Among those who have come to compete for the opportunities of the Immortal Palace below the Dao, there are not only these few Heavenly Palaces."

Chen Zhian became wary.

The experts of the Heavenly Palace possess extraordinary combat power and are highly likely to cultivate first-grade divine abilities, or even great divine abilities.

Now that he has cultivated the Profound Pool, he should be able to surpass many Heavenly Palace experts, but if he wants to compete with the Heavenly Palace, that's probably just wishful thinking.

"We still need to disguise ourselves carefully and not act recklessly."

The reason he stood on that mountain peak for so long was that he wanted to see just how many powerful individuals had entered the Daoxia Immortal Palace this time.

By now, he had made many preparations in his heart. He stroked the Tiger Soul Blade at his waist, his gaze falling once more on Sun and Moon Mountain.

-

At this moment, on the summit of Sun and Moon Mountain, Jiao Nu saw many figures moving forward in the dazzling light, and she couldn't help but feel worried.

The city she had just seen, and the goddess statue she had just seen, seemed to be closely related to her.

She could vaguely sense that... so many young prodigies were entering the Daoxia Immortal Palace to compete for opportunities... perhaps that goddess statue itself was a kind of opportunity.

Jiao Nu didn't know what would happen when the statue collapsed, but she had a premonition.

"If the statue collapses, I'm afraid I'll die too."

Jiao Nu took a deep breath, but didn't know what to do.

She wanted to step onto that glory, to enter that celestial palace, and to personally protect that statue.

Putting aside whether Jiao Nu's cultivation level was sufficient to protect the goddess statue, the radiance emanating from the Sun and Moon Immortal Palace alone seemed incredibly heavy. Even from a great distance, Jiao Nu could clearly sense that this radiance was impossible to pass through easily.

Even if she risked her life, she would be powerless to do anything about it.

"What should we do now?" Jiao Nu frowned deeply.

In her anxiety, her gaze swept among the countless figures, hoping to catch a glimpse of the young master of Chang'an.

However, many people had already entered the Dao Lower Immortal Palace, but many others lacked the strength to withstand the radiance and fell from that glory, leaving in a sorry state.

There were fewer and fewer people on Sun and Moon Mountain, but she still hadn't seen the young master of Chang'an.

So she became increasingly anxious and subconsciously wanted to calm her mind, enter the Jade Palace, and beg the Jade Palace Master again.

Just then, Fu Changsheng's sword light slashed through the radiance and flew into the Daoxia Immortal Palace. After some time, several powerful Heavenly Realm experts, their auras surging, broke through the radiance and easily entered the Daoxia Immortal Palace as well.

Jiao Nu was immediately discouraged.

Without turning her head, she asked the abbot of the Sun and Moon Temple behind her, "What are the origins of these young powerhouses with celestial palaces appearing behind them?"

The abbot of the Sun and Moon Temple was knowledgeable and experienced. In addition, since those powerful figures from the Heavenly Palaces did not hide their identities at all, he introduced these people to his mountain lord one by one.

"The young swordsman whose sword spirit surged and whose sword energy was surging was Chu Jin of Sword Ruins. He was an orphan of the Chu Kingdom. Legend has it that his original name was Chu Jing. After the Chu Kingdom was destroyed, he felt that he was not worthy of the name Chu Jing, so he changed his name to Chu Jin."

He was originally among the top ten strongest on the Young Tiger Stele, but as he grew older, he was removed from the stele... He should be around thirty-four or thirty-five years old this year, but unexpectedly, he has already cultivated to the Heavenly Realm.

The elderly abbot of the Sun and Moon Temple patiently introduced the situation, then his gaze fell upon another figure radiating demonic energy.

"I don't know that person's identity, but judging from his aura and his ability to ride the light, he should be from the Nine Departments of the Wind-Connecting Division!"

"As for that one who wears thunder armor and has a fierce aura, he should come from Luofu Sea... There are very few people under the Five Thunder Lords of Luofu Sea, let alone people from the Heavenly Palace... This person's identity cannot be guessed, but he should be the junior brother of Shen Tu Su, the Thunder-Holding General in the third line of the Riding Whale Stele, [Hong Shan Zhi].

"And that person whose sword aura is like a dragon, he must be from Dali, and is a general of Dali..."

"Huh? There are even people from Shenxiu Academy here!"

……

The abbot of the Sun and Moon Temple gave detailed introductions. As he introduced each person, describing their cultivation level and background, Jiao Nu's anxious expression calmed down considerably.

"So many Heavenly Palace cultivators from prestigious families... even if they have not ascended the Riding Whale Stele, and are not among the top one hundred Heavenly Palace cultivators in the world today."

Yet they remain powerful.

"So many powerful figures want to enter that Lower Immortal Palace. Even if Lord Baiyujing were to show mercy and send Young Master Chang'an here in person, what difference would it make?"

As Jiao Nu thought about this, her heart calmed down.

“This is my calamity. If Young Master Chang’an gets involved, I’m afraid it will cost him his life.”

That's what she was thinking.

She still clearly remembers the elegant demeanor of the young master from Chang'an, and the poems he wrote for her.

"Young Master Chang'an is the number one young prodigy of the Great Yu Dynasty, but he is too young. He has lived more than ten years less than these people, and his cultivation is not as good as theirs."

He had a bright future, an unimaginable prospect, but if he had come to the Great Qian Dynasty, to Mount Riyue, to stand up for me, he would most likely have lost his life here!

As Jiao Nu thought of this, her anxiety completely subsided.

"Then let fate decide."

She was actually somewhat relieved, feeling that it was right for the Lord of Baiyujing not to answer her prayers.

Having figured many things out, Jiao Nu became more at ease.

She shook her head, no longer looking at the radiance in the sky, nor at the celestial palace below.

Just as she was about to turn around and go back to her room, she suddenly heard a divine sound in her ear.

"Miss Ning."

Those three simple words made Jiao Nu freeze.

In this great Qian Dynasty, very few people know her real name.

Apart from the powerful figure who brought her to the Great Qian Dynasty, there was no one else.

Even the abbot of the Sun and Moon Temple in front of her only addressed her as the Mountain Master, and had no idea that her surname was Ning and her given name was Yu.

But now, someone is using divine power to address her as Miss Ning!
And this fluctuation of divine energy seemed somewhat familiar.

So... even though the voice was slightly different from the one Jiao Nu remembered, she still tried to whisper, "Young Master Chang'an?"

It was as if a gentle breeze was blowing.

As Jiao Nu asked this question, her divine aura emitted faint sparks.

So Jiaonu raised her head, stood on the mountaintop, and followed the flickering firelight, gazing at the distant mountain peaks.

Then Jiao Nu saw a young man emerge from the woods on the hilltop.

Jiao Nu was somewhat puzzled, but unable to see the person's face clearly, she couldn't help but turn her gaze away and drift into the distance.

Her cultivation was weak, and she couldn't fully land on that mountain peak, but her divine essence was like a pair of eyes. If you looked closely, you could see it clearly.

The man was tall and dark-skinned, dressed in armor, with a long sword at his waist and a longbow on his back. He looked heroic and extraordinary, yet his eyes held a hint of ferocity.

At that moment, the man was looking at her from afar, with a slight smile on his face!

This appearance bears almost no resemblance to the young master of Chang'an that Jiao Nu saw in Baiyujing, including his eyes and aura.

This made Jiao Nu hesitate.

But the next moment, the young master from Chang'an spoke.

He didn't utter a sound, but he was silently reciting a line of poetry.

"A smile can topple a city, a second smile can topple a city..."

With just two lines of poetry, Jiao Nu no longer doubted anything.

Her eyes sparkled with surprise as she gazed at the people on the distant mountaintop.

"Has the young master of Chang'an really come to Daqian?" she asked herself.

But in the next instant, all those hesitations and worries returned.

She couldn't help but worry.

"Young Master... there are already many powerful figures in this Lower Immortal Palace... if we rashly enter, I'm afraid..."

Before Jiao Nu could finish speaking...

Chen Zhian did not hesitate any longer. He stepped forward, lightning flashing from his body, and gripped the hilt of the Tiger Soul Blade at his waist.

He then walked on air, heading straight for that celestial palace.

(End of this chapter)