Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 332 - 252: Cold Wave Descends, Anomalies Arise! (Extra for book friends missing and locking eyes)
Chapter 332: Chapter 252: Cold Wave Descends, Anomalies Arise! (Extra for book friends missing and locking eyes)
Two lifetimes later, Zhao Sheng stepped into Pocket World City once again. The sight that met his eyes was unchanged: the city was still filled with colorful pavilions, towers, and fortress mansions, the workshop districts clearly laid out with well-ordered roads, bustling with people coming and going in a lively and prosperous scene.
On the cave walls surrounding the cavern, densely packed caves were visible. From these caves, cultivators dressed in distinctly different clothes and bearing various expressions flew in and out, adding to the busy atmosphere.
As the 900 years passed by, Pocket World City remained the city of loose cultivators, just as it had always been!
A wave of emotion flickered through Zhao Sheng’s heart.
He walked unhurriedly through the workshop streets, occasionally entering stores by the roadside or stooping to pick up a few trinkets from loose cultivators’ roadside stands whenever he took a fancy.
After reacquainting himself with the environment and atmosphere of Pocket World City, Zhao Sheng set out for the inner city.
Half an hour later, in a sitting room at the back yard of an Elixir Medicine Shop in Elixir Cauldron Workshop, Zhao Sheng sat boldly in the seat of honor, a big golden knife by his side, with a plain-looking middle-aged man standing respectfully to his left.
“Clan Chief, here is all the intelligence we’ve gathered recently for you to review.”
The middle-aged man, named Zhao Yangong, was a Qi Refining Middle Stage cultivator, a member of the Dark Department, and also a member of the Shen Character Lineage, hence he did not address Zhao Sheng as ‘elder’ but as the ‘Clan Chief’ instead.
Zhao Sheng took the jade scroll, let his Divine Sense probe into it, and in the blink of an eye, he had reviewed all the information within.
“Hmm, Pocket World City has been quite chaotic lately! An independent cultivation Golden Core was actually assassinated by his own disciple, and succeeded at that. This is truly laughable.”
“Reporting to the Clan Chief, Master Ten Birds met such a fate, it is rumored that he was severely wounded by someone during an exploration of a legacy half a year ago. After returning, he attempted to use his disciple’s life for healing. This led to the three disciples teaming up for a surprise attack, culminating in his death.”
“What about those three disciples?”
“The three of them have vanished without a trace.”
“Heh, I reckon ‘vanished without a trace’ is a farce, the truth is they were silenced by someone.”
“Clan Chief, do you mean Master Ten Birds wasn’t killed by his disciples, but there is someone else behind this?”
“Hmm, whether it was for treasure or revenge, it doesn’t matter. Either way, it’s unrelated to the purpose of my visit.
However, I must warn you: some matters should absolutely not be meddled in, some things are best left untouched! It can be deadly, you understand?”
“Yes, Clan Chief! Yangong realizes his mistake, I will immediately sever ties with the outsiders.” Upon hearing this, Zhao Yangong was drenched in cold sweat, bowing repeatedly and begging for mercy.
Zhao Sheng had merely given the other party a warning and had no intention of starting a formal inquiry.
After a brief respite for a day, Zhao Sheng, with two storage bags filled with necessary supplies, departed from Pocket World City on his own.
As a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, he certainly didn’t need to struggle up and down mountains as he did in his previous life. By simply riding the Heavenly Square Halberd, he easily crossed the Heavenly Gang Atmosphere.
Taking just a quarter of an hour, Zhao Sheng flew directly to the 18-li high gaping cliff face.
Following the gray-green, uneven cliff face, he flew laterally for almost four hundred li.
The world of Cloud Mist on the shady side of Heavenly Pillar Mountain soon appeared before him.
After a brief search, Zhao Sheng quickly located the landmark: that more than three zhang high Big Green Stone.
Thanks to the relentless exploration of the Zhao Clan Members for nearly a thousand years, every plant and tree along the three hundred li path from the Big Green Stone to Zhao’s Secret Mansion had been meticulously marked.
Furthermore, the Zhao had established many secret fortresses along the way, typically used for clan members to rest, ensure safety, and hide from sudden dangers.
Three days later, on what looked like an ordinary Cloud Mist mountain cliff, Zhao Sheng stood on a protruding rock. He took out a knife-shaped pass token from his sleeve and gently shook it at the dense cloud mist before him.
In an instant, the heavy cloud mist before him split open, revealing a winding three-foot-wide path. With a flicker, Zhao Sheng flew through the path and entered the secret mansion.
Once he disappeared, the cloud mist spread back, and the small path quickly vanished within the layers of formations.
Passing through a third-level illusion Array and the Defensive Formation, as soon as Zhao Sheng set foot on the ground, waves of sweet and rich fragrance, accompanied by vibrant and lush spiritual energy of water and wood, rushed to his nostrils.
Zhao Sheng took a deep breath and his gaze fixed on the Flat Peach Ancient Tree that was so thick it took two people to encircle it, with gnarled and ancient branches and a shade as vast as a mountain, so large it took up much of the sky and earth.
This Ancient Strange Tree, under the meticulous care of the Zhao Clan Members, had grown beyond imagination.
The peach leaves were crystal clear like green jade; spirit clouds surrounded the branches and the ground in large clusters, while huge moisture drops danced and wafted, reflecting rows of rainbows.
Under the shelter of the peach leaves and branches, each longevity peach, as big as a person’s head, with red tops and white skin smooth like jade and shimmering with a faint spirit light, hung high and low among the treetops, emitting an extremely tempting fragrance.
The Ancient Peach Tree blossoms every thirty years and bears fruit every thirty years, producing thirty-six peaches in total.
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Since there were still six months to the next harvest, Zhao Sheng had come to the secret mansion early to guard the peach tree.
When the flat peaches truly ripened, Golden Core Ancestor of Zhao, Zhao Xuanjing, would personally come here.
“Qingyang, it seems the family indeed sent you over.”
As he spoke, an extremely old-faced, red-clothed white-haired, emaciated elder suddenly emerged from a nearby cave, arriving in front of Zhao Sheng with a flash, smiling with great surprise.
Zhao Sheng took a few steps forward, smiling as he replied, “Fifth Grandmaster, there aren’t more than ten in the family who know of this place. After all considerations, I was the most suitable choice.”
Fifth Grandmaster, truly named Zhao Daochuan, was at the Eighth Layer of Foundation Establishment, and having eaten a Longevity Peach in his earlier years, he was the only surviving member of the Zhao bearing the ‘Dao’ generational title.
