Chapter 770: 312. Bulk Sacred Land (Two-in-One Chapter)_4

For Lei Jun, a cultivator from the Talisman Sect of the Taoist Sect, this was akin to losing something greater for the sake of something trivial and was absolutely unacceptable.

It’s not like there’s no way to solve this... Lei Jun thought.

His comprehension was exceptional and his mind nimble. Numerous ideas flickered through his thoughts in a short time. He had already conceived several methods to utilize the Lethean Mist, extracting its essence while neutralizing or even negating its side effects.

However, the materials required were relatively rare, and Lei Jun and Dragon Tiger Mountain currently did not have them. They would need to purchase and seek them out later.

Lei Jun did not dwell on this, preparing instead to see what fate would bring next.

If there were anything he regretted, it was that the quantity of Lethean Mist was too little.

But being able to securely acquire this treasure was kismet, and Lei Jun did not yearn for more.

After surveying the mountains north of Shu, Lei Jun, accompanied by his disciple Zhuo Baojie, gradually arrived in the Guanlong region.

Master and disciple continued their journey, walking and looking around, strolling and snacking.

By nearly July, they finally entered Zhongnan Mountain and reached the gates of Pure Yang Palace.

The Pure Yang Palace, upon receiving the news, dispatched none other than Wang Xuan, an Elder of the Eighth Heavenly Layer, to greet them personally.

This Vermilion Bird Elder of the Pure Yang Palace appeared much improved in health.

But Lei Jun could see that the other party’s current appearance was formed by the manifestation of a Nascent Soul. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

After regaining his freedom, having lost his physical body, Wang Xuan had not seized another’s body; thus, only his Nascent Soul remained.

Fortunately, his cultivation was profound, already at the Eightfold Heaven Realm, and could be maintained under normal circumstances. Moreover, the Pure Yang Palace was experienced in such matters.

After all, as the Sacred Land of the Taoist Dan Ding Sect, their rules had always forbidden seizing others’ bodies. Yet, cases where the physical body was lost and only the Nascent Soul remained were not uncommon.

How to proceed in such situations had been a problem the Pure Yang Palace explored and researched for many years. They had already accumulated considerable experience and methods.

"Welcome, Xuanxiao Zi, my Taoist friend," Wang Xuan said as he greeted Lei Jun.

After Lei Jun expressed his modest thanks, he, along with Zhuo Baojie, accompanied Wang Xuan and other cultivators from the Alchemy Cauldron Sect back to the Pure Yang Palace.

The Pure Yang Palace still looked like a blessed land of immortals from the outside.

But internally, its condition was hardly better than Mount Shu’s; in this regard, it was a case of the pot calling the kettle black.

"The palace is in disrepair with countless matters to attend to. If there is any inadequacy in our hospitality, I hope Xuanxiao Zi will be understanding," Wang Xuan said.

Lei Jun replied, "Elder Wang is too polite. It is my disciple and I who are imposing today."

He looked at Wang Xuan. "I have heard of Elder Wang’s plight. Despite various threats and temptations from the people in the Mortal Tao Country, you remained unwavering and resolute. Now, you rush about for the sake of your sect, which is truly admirable."

Wang Xuan sighed lightly. "Our sect is undergoing misfortune."

Upon returning to the Pure Yang Palace, Lü Jinduan and Jiang Yu were present, attending to other guests.

Yue Xiling was still absent.

He had gone back to the Imperial Capital Luoyang with the imperial entourage a while ago.

Empress Zhang Wantong, who had presided over the old capital Chang’an for more than a decade, finally departed this year and returned to the Imperial Capital Luoyang.

However, according to the latest news received by Lei Jun and the Celestial Master Mansion, the Empress’s return to the palace did not signify an end to hostilities, a time to sheath swords and send warhorses to pasture.

This year, the Empress’s journey from the old capital Chang’an to the Imperial Capital Luoyang seemed more like a temporary relocation of the imperial seat.

Heaven and Earth were changing; the Mortal World was in turmoil.

The fortunes of the Great Tang Dynasty were affected by these changes, with the earth’s vital energies that gathered into dragon veins shifting accordingly.

The once-abandoned old capital Chang’an showed signs of resurgence.

Of course, such major matters would require careful planning by the current Tang Emperor, and decisions could not be made hastily.

This was especially true in light of the undercurrents within the Tang Imperial Court.

Following the Empress’s return to the capital, Yue Xiling also went to Luoyang with the imperial cohort.

He would likewise not participate in the upcoming inheritance ceremony.

Lei Jun was planning that, after watching the ceremony in Zhongnan Mountain, he would take the opportunity to travel between the eastern and western capitals, Chang’an and Luoyang.

In the more than thirty years since he embarked on the path of cultivation, he had yet to visit the Capital of the Great Tang.

This would be an excellent chance to explore.

Master Lei had a good plan, but it seemed someone else had the same idea.

His master, Yuan Mobai, sent a message from the Ancestral Courtyard of the Sect:

The reigning Empress decrees that Celestial Master Mansion’s Xuanxiao Zi is to go to the capital and present himself for an audience at the palace.