Chapter 125: The Downfall Reappears
Chapter 125: The Downfall Reappears
However, within his gaze, Lin Yuan on the stone bridge had already transformed into a streak of light and soared into the sky.
“Did he encounter an exiled immortal?!”
Li Wei’s eyes trembled, showing a trace of envy.
To wander the North Sea by morning and reach the remote mountains by dusk was the wish of ordinary mortals.
In an instant, Li Wei suppressed these thoughts. At the same time, his heart swelled with ambition. The imperial examination was also a ladder to the heavens. Joining the Dragon Court system and relying on its great apparatus meant standing on the shoulders of giants. This was the tangible path of cultivation.
Li Wei scanned his surroundings once more, straightened his attire, glanced at himself, then turned and tore part of his clothing. He hurried towards the direction of Lingyun Temple.
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Not long after Lin Yuan left the small town, he headed straight for the Divine Capital.
He didn’t know how much time had passed, but while flying, Lin Yuan felt a tremendous pressure emanating from below. He immediately descended and landed.
The Divine Capital was now right before his eyes.
“Is this the Great Zhou Ancestral Court?”
Looking at this heavily fortified city, Lin Yuan’s expression changed slightly.
In Lin Yuan’s spiritual perception, this city felt like a giant dragon coiled here. This sensation was eerily similar to the feeling those Innate Dao Lords gave him.
The weight of the Dragon Qi was unimaginable.
Lin Yuan thought to himself, the Great Zhou Imperial Court had been established for three cycles of sixty years, truly pushing the Great Zhou’s golden age to its peak.
Although the Great Zhou’s national power had declined somewhat in recent years, it was still prosperous and flourishing, a superior heavenly dynasty.
Inside, divine light shone brightly. Who knew how many Deities secretly guarded this supreme, magnificent capital city.
Lin Yuan looked out. The sky had just brightened. The eight main gates of the Divine Capital were already open. Commoners had arrived early, queuing at the gates waiting to enter the city.
They were checked one by one for their travel passes.
Lin Yuan had already prepared his travel pass, which made things very convenient.
Lin Min’s residence was in the southeast part of the Divine Capital. There were many government offices and Daoist administration buildings here. Most officials below the third rank who worked in the Divine Capital lived in this area.
After entering the city, Lin Yuan didn’t spend much time finding the place.
Lin Yuan looked at the estate before him. It was located in a neighborhood of lanes, covering several acres of land. It was quite imposing. At first glance, there was a vermilion red gate with gold-painted brass rings. A pair of stone lions, each as tall as two men, stood imposingly at the entrance.
Stone lions were famous for warding off evil. However, as Lin Yuan looked at the stone lions before Lin Min’s residence, his expression became somewhat strange.
It was clear these two stone lions had been consecrated by a master, but someone had sealed their spiritual eyes with Baleful Qi.
Lin Yuan’s eyes flickered, but he didn’t take action. He simply stepped forward and knocked on the gate. Soon, a gatekeeper went inside to announce his arrival.
Not long after, hurried footsteps were heard. The face of a shrewd-looking middle-aged man peered through the crack in the gate. Seeing Lin Yuan, his face lit up with joy. He quickly opened the gate wide and said urgently.
“So the Fifth Young Master has arrived!!”
“Second Steward Lian, is that you?”
Lin Yuan looked over this figure, a slight change in his expression.
This person’s features bore a thirty-percent resemblance to Uncle Lian. Lin Yuan knew this Second Steward Lian had followed Lin Min to the Divine Capital to care for his daily life and serve as his steward.
“Young Master, let’s not linger here. There’s no time to lose. Let me take you to see the First Young Master!”
Despite his obvious joy, Lian Feng couldn’t hide his weariness and unease.
Lin Yuan’s expression now turned somewhat dark. It seemed those people had indeed made a move against Lin Min. They were seeking death.
Just as they passed through the central hall, Lin Yuan paused. He saw a graceful young woman in yellow walking out from the hall. Lin Yuan stopped, his eyes fixed on this figure, and asked Lian Feng beside him.
“Who is that woman?”
Lian Feng turned his gaze. “Fifth Young Master, that is Miss Fu Qiumei, the adopted daughter of Lord Fu from the Central Secretariat. The First Young Master fell ill recently. Miss Fu often visits to check on him!”
“The Central Secretariat?”
Lin Yuan’s eyes moved slightly. The Central Secretariat was essentially the cabinet. That Lord Fu could work in the cabinet; his status in the court was beyond question.
At that moment, the young woman in yellow also noticed Lin Yuan’s casual gaze towards her. With just one glance, the young woman’s face changed. A trace of fear appeared in her bright, autumn-water-like eyes.
“Miss, what’s wrong?”
Two lovely, charming maids beside her noticed the young woman’s expression. The maids gave Lin Yuan a surprised, curious look.
Lin Min, the compiler from the Lin family, was already considered a rare handsome man. This new young master was even more handsome, exuding an otherworldly, ethereal aura that caught their eye.
“It’s nothing!”
The young woman in yellow shook her head slightly, but the two maids clearly noticed her fair face instantly turn pale. For a moment, they were at a loss.
The young woman in yellow was now flustered, worried, and afraid. Her heart felt like a startled deer, utterly confused.
“A Scattered Immortal! Brother Lin’s younger brother is actually a Scattered Immortal!”
The young woman had often heard Lin Min speak proudly of his younger full-blooded brother who had entered the Mystic Gate.
But she had never heard he was a terrifying Scattered Immortal!
Even after cultivating hard for centuries, she would never dare to provoke such an existence.
Lin Yuan’s expression remained cold. Watching the young woman in yellow brush past him, he took no other action. This allowed the young woman to finally let out a sigh of relief in her heart. She hurried away with her two maids.
Various thoughts flashed through Lin Yuan’s mind, but in the end, he didn’t take action. A moment later, Lin Yuan saw Lin Min lying unconscious on a bed inside a side room.
“Fifth Young Master, I heard you joined an Immortal sect of the Mystic Gate. Please, look at the First Young Master. He has been unconscious since the day before yesterday, sleeping continuously without waking. Miss Fu also helped by inviting many famous doctors, but they were all at a loss, unable to wake the First Young Master!”
Lian Feng looked at Lin Yuan with hopeful, anxious eyes, as if gazing at the last saving straw.
Standing before the bed now, Lin Yuan didn’t speak. Just upon entering this side room, Lin Yuan had sensed an extremely familiar aura.
Causality-striking technique, or rather, a malevolent curse technique!
Lin Yuan’s face was grim. To the naked eye, it was invisible, but dense Calamity Sha swirled around the unconscious Lin Min.
Part of Lin Min’s soul had already been seized.
Strangely, however, a faint, pure golden holy light emanated from Lin Min’s chest, valiantly trying to block the invisible waves of calamity force.
Lin Yuan casually pulled open the brocade quilt covering Lin Min. Under Lian Feng’s surprised gaze, a long-life gold lock hung around Lin Min’s neck.
“Did that Miss Fu leave this for my elder brother?” Lin Yuan asked. Lian Feng replied.
“It was indeed left by Miss Fu. The First Young Master’s condition was very frightening before. We owe much to the various items Miss Fu has been sending these days!”
Hearing this, a cold glint flickered in Lin Yuan’s eyes, tinged with a hint of peculiarity.
It was clear that this time, Lin Min had indeed encountered a savior.
Or rather, a savior-demon!
This long-life gold lock on Lin Min was not simple.
This item was a treasure for transcending tribulations, containing extremely pure fortune virtue Qi.
Such things were exceptionally rare. They required nine wearers, each kind-hearted and dying of natural causes, borrowing their accumulated pure fortune Qi to refine a single long-life gold lock.
If such an item appeared, even some Dharma Lineage elders would covet it.
And that wasn’t all. Lin Min was able to maintain his current complexion and condition largely thanks to the fact that Miss Fu had been nurturing him day and night with her elixir essence, preventing severe blood and Qi depletion and the onset of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man.
“Fifth Young Master, is there a way to cure the First Young Master?” Seeing Lin Yuan deep in thought, Lian Feng was burning with anxiety.
Lin Yuan looked up. “Alright, Steward Lian, first go and prepare a Ritual Altar for me.”
“Is the Fifth Young Master going to use Daoist magic?”
Lian Feng’s eyes brightened slightly, and he hurried off at once.
Lin Yuan waved his hand. Eighteen pitch-black, strange-looking long banners appeared.
These eighteen pitch-black, strange banners instantly transformed into streams of light and landed in the courtyard, fluttering in the wind. At that moment, many major cultivators stationed in the Divine Capital felt a subtle shift. They faintly sensed an invisible change beginning to manifest within the Divine Capital.
This was no longer the inferior version of the Downfall Formation from before, but the true Primordial World’s malevolent Downfall Formation!