Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 554 - 355 Que Yue Appears_2

After a deep sigh, Deng Jingyuan had a thought, and the scroll in his hand immediately turned to ash.

Uncle Deng stood quietly by the side, remaining silent.

Everyone thought the old master was a clean and impartial official, dealing with governmental affairs day and night, keeping Chu State City in perfect order.

Only he knew how resentful and dissatisfied the old master felt inside, knowing deep down that there was no chance of receiving a posthumous title.

The court was so unjust to the old master!

“Uncle Deng!” At that moment, Deng Jingyuan called out.

“What may I do for you, Master?” Uncle Deng promptly stepped forward.

“Send an order. The words in Eastern Travel Record and Five Virtues Theory bewitch the mind. Command the six departmental offices to seize and prohibit these texts immediately, and burn them all. Henceforth, no one shall distribute or discuss such banned books.”

“As you command.”

Uncle Deng did not ask why, but took the order and left like a beam of light. He was indeed a man of high Foundation Establishment.

…

Several days later, Moon Invitation Tower, third floor

A middle-aged man with graying hair, dressed in a splendid robe, sat alone at a table full of delicacies, drinking with a face full of worries.

This distinguished and elegant man was none other than Mr. Thirteen of the Gu Family, Gu Yu, who had reached Qi Refining Perfection.

Gu Yu was heavily burdened. Since the mysterious appearance of Senior Wuying earlier in the year, he had not shown his face again.

Even though the senior had previously left a message that he needed to undergo closed-door cultivation to condense the Golden Core Formation Pill, Gu Yu was always anxious, fearing that all his efforts would be in vain.

The tens of thousands of Spirit Stones were a minor concern; his biggest fear was losing the chance to advance to Foundation Establishment.

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Moreover, before Senior Wuying left, he had repeatedly entrusted a matter to him.

For this matter, Gu Yu and others had exerted all their efforts, even utilizing the family’s influence.

The situation had been promising initially. The stories recorded in the Eastern Travel Record had spread throughout Chu State City, known nearly to every person.

Furthermore, in recent months, countless booksellers had mobilized, printing and rapidly distributing millions of copies of the Eastern Travel Record to the lower prefectures.

But who could have anticipated the sudden decree of banned books from the City Governor’s Mansion, causing a rapid downturn. The Eastern Travel Record was immediately categorized as a banned book; all copies had to be collected and destroyed, and henceforth, no printing or distribution was permitted.

Gu Yu and others had tried to negotiate, but City Governor Deng Jingyuan refused even to meet with them, firmly stating that the book had to be banned, no discussion allowed!

Although City Governor Deng Jingyuan was an ordinary mortal, he was protected by the official seal that represented the imperial authority of the court. The Gu Family and other major Cultivation Families could not openly defy the government.

“Storyteller Old Xu, you have propagated stories of banned books in public and have violated the law. Come with us now,” said a voice.

“Official, Official, I realize my mistake! Please spare me this one time! I won’t dare do it again,” the storyteller pleaded.

“You realize it now? Too late! If you don’t come now, don’t blame me for clapping you in irons. Move!”

Gu Yu snapped out of his reverie and looked up just in time to see two constables in black pushing an elderly man with a goatee out of the Moon Invitation Tower and down the street.

“Ah!” Gu Yu couldn’t help but exhale sharply at this sight.

Just then, a raspy, aged voice suddenly spoke beside his ear, “Young Master Gu, why do you sigh for no reason?”

“Senior Wuying!” Overjoyed by the voice, Gu Yu hurriedly looked around.

At that moment, Zhao Sheng slowly materialized, sitting calmly across from him.

“Senior, you… you wouldn’t have… have you…?”

“Not yet! What, getting impatient?” Zhao Sheng said teasingly.

“No, no, I was just too anxious,” Gu Yu stammered momentarily.

At the same time, he quietly channeled a thread of Spiritual Power into the hem of his robe. A message was instantly transmitted out.

Seeing Senior Wuying watching him with a smile but not speaking, Gu Yu’s face changed, and he quickly changed the subject, “Senior, have you heard? ‘Eastern Travel Record’ has been seized by the government and declared a forbidden book.”

“I know, but this is exactly to my liking!” Zhao Sheng said unhurriedly.

“That’s…right!” Gu Yu’s voice faltered, then he suddenly realized something and a smile appeared on his face.

Unlike other obscene and absurd forbidden books, ‘Eastern Travel Record’ contains alchemy and Martial Arts that are very practical. This kind of “useful” forbidden book, the more it is banned, the more popular it becomes.

The more widely the book is spread, the deeper its stories permeate into the hearts of people. Zhao Sheng’s goal would be subtly achieved far beyond his expectations.

“Hmm?!”

At that moment, Zhao Sheng’s expression greatly changed; he thought of leaving instantly.

But a second later, his expression calmed down.

For at that moment, standing opposite Zhao Sheng was a Daoist in a Daoist robe, young-faced but with white hair, carrying the aura of a mountain.

Seeing the newcomer, Gu Yu immediately knelt down: “Gu of the Gu Family greets the Great Priest!”

“You have done well, you may go,” Daoist Que Yue ordered indifferently.

Gu Yu, feeling as if he had been pardoned, didn’t dare to give Zhao Sheng another glance and quickly ran downstairs.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng also immediately kowtowed, respectfully saying, “Junior Wuying, greets Daoist Que Yue Great Priest.”

“Oh, you know the old Daoist?”

“Junior has never met him, but having heard of the senior’s divine prowess, today’s meeting reveals that the rumors do not do justice to the real person.”

“Heh heh! You have quite the sweet tongue, kid! Stand up and talk,” Que Yue chuckled, waving his hand to emit a force that helped Zhao Sheng to his feet.

Zhao Sheng appeared restrained and nervous on the surface, but was exceptionally calm within.

His mind raced, desperately guessing why this Nascent Soul Great Priest had suddenly appeared.

“You just now were actually able to sense the fluctuations of Divine Thought. Such sharp Divine Senses are very rare indeed!” Que Yue suddenly spoke, “Even more rare is your youthful age, yet you have already reached Foundation Establishment Perfection. With such extraordinary talent, the Nascent Soul is certainly within reach for you!”

“Senior flatters me, my modest capabilities cannot compare to the Great Priest; reaching the Golden Core Realm in the future would already be an extraordinary fortune for me,” Zhao Sheng was not surprised that the other could see through his disguise, only feeling

that a Nascent Soul Ancestor not being able to see through a Foundation Establishment small cultivator’s depth would indeed be strange.

However, Daoist Que Yue could sense his age and cultivation, but might not necessarily see through his true face.

Because while Sealing spells are easy to see through, the physical distortion and shifting of facial muscles make it hard to recognize the true face.

Zhao Sheng felt something was off, always feeling like there was an undertone in the other’s words.

“Could it be…” his heart chilled, looking at the inscrutable Que Yue Great Priest, he suddenly thought of a possibility.

Indeed, as he thought, the next words spoken by the other directly pierced the secret he had been fiercely hiding.

“The old Daoist cannot be mistaken. With that heaven-defying Instantaneous Movement Divine Skill, old Daoist dares to declare that among the many seats of Nascent Soul in the Netherworld, one is certainly yours.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng was startled, instantly calming down, but on the surface, his expression drastically changed, showing a hint of fear.

“Senior…what do you mean by this? Junior…how can I not understand?”

“Haha, how interesting! You’re still playing dumb with me, deserving a spank!”

As the voice fell, a vast expanse of Divine Thought immediately enveloped Zhao Sheng’s entire body.

However, before this, Zhao Sheng had already vanished into thin air.

The next instant, he appeared in an alley thirty miles away.

But at that moment, the voice of Daoist Que Yue suddenly rang next to his ear: “Kid, the old Daoist means no harm, why are you running?”

Although Zhao Sheng didn’t sense anything unusual around him, he knew that the entire Chu State City was already covered by Daoist Que Yue’s Divine Thought.

The range of a Nascent Soul Divine Thought can reach at least a hundred miles; one instance of Phase Shifting would not get him out of the circle.

As the thought flashed through his mind, Zhao Sheng’s figure vanished again.

When he reappeared, he was over sixty miles away in a field.

However, the moment he reappeared, a slash of invisible Electric Light, formed from Divine Thought, instantly struck his forehead.

“Hey, I’ve marked you with a Divine Thought Imprint, still trying to run?!”

Zhao Sheng’s vision darkened, and right before he fainted, he faintly heard a phrase.

The power difference between Nascent Soul and Foundation Establishment was as vast as the heavens and the earth; even with Divine Skill, he couldn’t withstand a single hit of the other’s Divine Thought.