Perfect World

Chapter 756: Chapter 756: Walking Hand in Hand
 

Celestial Immortal Academy, where Divine Mountains merged with the giant city, waterfalls draped over the mountains like dragons made of silver light, and ancient trees reached towards the sky, roots entrenched upon cliff faces. As for the urban area, the structures were grand, and the streets wide and magnificent.

“Eh, why does that person look so familiar?” Within the academy, someone stopped in their tracks staring at the figure moving away, a contemplative expression on their face.

“You think he looks familiar too?” Another person exclaimed in surprise, then furrowed their brows, and finally let out a startled shout: “Damnation, it’s him, he’s come back again!”

This place erupted into chaos; some had recognized Shi Hao as the man at the academy entrance taking on “business,” claiming he could bully juniors and beat up seniors.

A group of people were itching with hatred because they had all guessed his origins from that decrepit sect, notorious, with a lineage passed down through the generations.

Moreover, when people like Lu Ming and Brother Liu and a group went to the Supreme Dao Ground to “pay homage to the monuments,” and got thoroughly thrashed, the news stirred public outrage upon return.

“Quick, chase him, don’t let him get away!”

A large bunch of students in the academy snapped to their senses and “whooshed” down in pursuit, intending to intercept Shi Hao and surround him, to eliminate a public menace.

Regrettably, they were anxious but powerless; the person ahead was too fast, zigzagging, disappearing deep into the academy after only a dozen steps or so.

“Brazen as hell, he’s way too audacious, causing trouble and then daring to enter our academy, this is a blatant provocation! Brothers and sisters, hurry and search, don’t let him get away.”

Someone suggested, mobilizing their strength to act together.

In fact, during these past few days, a large group had already set out to that overgrown wasteland—the Supreme Dao Ground—to “knock on its gates.”

Regrettably, the place was empty, the inheritors of the sacred teachings nowhere to be seen.

“Someone ahead has spotted his tracks,” a senior brother received the report and quickly informed everyone, a large crowd resolutely giving chase once again.

This became a spectacle, like a snowball growing larger and larger as it rolled forward.

Soon, some people’s expressions darkened, realizing that the intruder’s destination was clear: he was heading for the female dormitories. Was he deliberately provoking hatred?

“This is disgraceful, broad daylight, and he dares to invade the women’s quarter, indeed an evil disciple passed down the bad lineage.” Someone fumed, crying out loud.

Some had odd expressions on their faces, remembering the night a few days prior when there had been rumors that the culprit had strolled shoulder to shoulder with Fairy Qing Yi, who was on the list of peerless beauties and looked like they had both come out of the Immortal Pond together.

This news had caused an uproar within a small circle. People didn’t believe it, assuming the perpetrator had unclean thoughts and caused misunderstandings.

“Dammit, he really went in, the heavens be damned, that guy actually broke into the women’s quarter, why didn’t the Array work, why didn’t it stop him?”

Someone screamed, witnessing Shi Hao entering that sacred place, strolling in with swagger, as the array and the hidden Bone Texts remained dim.

“This is shameless, what does he think the Celestial Immortal Academy is? To dare invade the peaceful sanctuary of the women, unforgivable, he must not be let off!”

This time it was like a hornet’s nest had been kicked, emotions flared, a massive group swarmed over, demanding an explanation from those guarding the place on why they let him in.

“He has a special token from our academy, allowing him unimpeded access, no rules have been broken,” exclaimed the guardians of the pure land, feeling wronged and above reproach.

The crowd refused to believe he could legitimately own such a precious item, convinced it was obtained through despicable methods, either stolen or forcibly taken, igniting further outrage and indignation.

The area descended into mayhem with more and more people gathering, even the enforcement team was alerted and rushed over, demanding to go in and clear out the “scum.”

Of course, the female dormitory area was also disturbed, and many women came out, asking what had happened.

The place, with its azure lake, luminous ancient trees, and pavilions perched atop stone cliffs, nestled among pine forests was indescribably serene and elegant.

Shi Hao entered with ease, facing no barriers along the way. He snickered inwardly, wondering if Qi Daolin once possessed such a token and almost used it to steal away the Dean’s great-granddaughter.

Although he noticed some disturbance behind him, he didn’t care and soon arrived at the spiritual mountain where Yue Chan resided, a place enveloped with auspicious vapors, harmonious and peaceful.

“It’s time to depart,” he transmitted secretly.

In the mist, Yue Chan appeared, her black hair fluttering, eyes like stars, skin fair as snow, her long dress billowing with the wind while standing atop the spiritual mountain, unspeakably transcendent and pure.

“Wife, you’ve become even more beautiful!” Shi Hao praised.

Were it someone else, they would be infinitely cautious and not dare to be disrespectful to such a stunning beauty, feeling utterly unworthy, but clearly, Shi Hao was not among them.

Yue Chan’s expression was calm, detached and elegant, not reproaching nor correcting him, for she understood well this man’s nature—it would be futile to try.

“It’s been fifteen years since we’ve seen each other; I’ve missed you so much,” said Shi Hao, as he stepped closer to gaze at the woman before him.

“What nonsense are you spouting now.”

“A day apart feels like three autumns; five days, naturally, equals fifteen years.” Shi Hao stepped forward, unabashed, spreading his arms and said with a smile, “To celebrate our reunion, how about a warm hug?”

Yue Chan backed away, her beauty unparalleled, her gaze fluid, exuding an enchanting grace, and said, “Behave properly, no funny business.”

Both stood on the spiritual mountain, surrounded by purple auras, their clothes fluttering, displaying exceptional elegance and charm.

Of course, this assumes one does not look at Shi Hao’s “cheeky grin,” which could easily ruin the ambiance, a state of which he was blissfully unaware.

The two discussed how to acquire the Green Moon Flame, side by side, conversing seriously.

And without realizing it, Shi Hao took Yue Chan’s hand, earnestly saying, “I will surely aid you in achieving greatness, reviving the grace of the ancient green moon era.”

Yue Chan was left with no choice. If it were someone else, who would dare to dishonor her? Her entire body was glowing and her sacred aura was pervading, as she had inadvertently avoided his arm a long time ago. But who would have thought this fellow would use his Kun Peng Movement Technique and Ground Shrinking Technique so ingeniously, reaching a state of sheer transcendence. He didn’t manage to wrap his arm around her slender waist, but he still took hold of her jade hand.

“Eh, isn’t that Fairy Qing Yi walking with a man? Who is he?” Some girls noticed Yue Chan and Shi Hao together.

The two of them had already taken to the sky, surrounded by auspicious vapors, and decided to set off on their journey, looking from afar truly like a pair of True Immortals descending into the world, riding the wind as they went.

“He looks a lot like the prodigy who climbed the Heavenly Ladder, only his face is different,” said a young girl, her large eyes blinking in fanciful thought.

Meanwhile, the disturbance had spread over here. The enforcement squad, leading a group of excited people, entered the tranquil and elegant area, searching for the criminal.

“What, Fairy Qing Yi left with someone? This is bad, that man has a notorious reputation as a vile criminal, how could she leave with him? We must hurry and rescue her,” many exclaimed upon understanding the situation.

“Nonsense, that senior brother is not a criminal. He really seems like the naturally gifted prodigy who went through the Heavenly Ladder. Are you just jealous, envious, and resentful, and purposefully framing him?” a girl defended indignantly.

“How is that possible?!” a crowd exclaimed, then looked at each other.

Some people had an intriguing thought. Could they have been mistaken, and was that person actually the prodigy who appeared just once on the Heavenly Ladder, then mysteriously vanished, being hidden away by the Academy?

“We’re definitely not mistaken, let’s first bring Fairy Qing Yi back,” someone yelled, albeit reluctantly backing down.

Of course, many others were also indignant, directing all their anger at the now dilapidated sect—the Supreme Dao Ground.

“Regardless, this sect has indeed revived. Today we will once again besiege it and capture that man!”

Resentment needed to be vented, conflicts needed redirection, and a group of people started organizing, deciding to assault those ruins once again.

Fire Province, the vast grasslands.

This was a refuge for bandits, a paradise for criminals, and also a haven for adventurers. People of all sorts and colors from the three sects could be found here.

It was because this place produced all kinds of rare Divine Materials, with numerous ancient mines. The major schools from the higher realms had all stationed forces here, mining for heavenly treasures to transport back to their families.

On these lands, sin was rampant, bloody incidents were endless, and conflicts over mines and the seizure of Divine Materials happened frequently.

“It’s said that this prairie holds an Immortal Mine that has shaken both the ancient and modern worlds, containing Seven-Colored Immortal Gold?” Shi Hao inquired.

Yue Chan nodded, stating that Immortal Mine was very peculiar and terrifying—it was a mine recorded in the higher realms that had produced the supreme treasure Seven-Colored Immortal Gold, but nobody had been able to mine it.

It was said that since ancient times, many masters of powerful schools who could look down upon the world had died there, and after them, few had the courage to inquire further.

“Feng Wu really needs that kind of supreme treasure material, but the Celestial Immortal Academy can only seek it from other places,” Yue Chan reminded.

“Then I won’t plan to take it, but when I’m freer, I could indeed visit the Divine Caves where the major schools are located and collect some ‘interest’ first,” Shi Hao said softly.

He had heard that geniuses from various schools would be sent here to temper themselves in this land of sin, guarding mines and such, making it extraordinarily lively.

Compared to this, the area of the Fire Province grassland that he had stepped on was just a small corner; when compared with the vast expanse of Divine Soil of Fire Province, it was trivial.

“This is the place!” Shi Hao pointed, and without any delay or unexpected incidents, they reached destination.

The huge canyon was eerily silent, bottomless, a darkness like a prehistoric beast opening its tremendous mouth wide enough to swallow the sky, lying before them.

“Is this the place?” Yue Chan was moved, this underground abyss was so vast, probably spanning tens of thousands of miles.

Relatively speaking, this region was desolate because there were no renowned Divine Mines, so there were fewer traces of life, and there was no need to worry about disturbances.

The two descended together into the abyss, plunging downward swiftly until they reached the bottom of the earth. Then following Shi Hao’s lead, they passed through a great fissure in the earth’s layers and entered the ruins.

“Is this… the Ancient Immortal Ruins?” Yue Chan was astounded!

The place was not completely dark, for there were still character runes lingering in the ruins, shining with specks of light, making the area hazy and seemingly ethereal.

“The past turns to dust; how many periods of glory have been buried in the sands of time,” Yue Chan murmured to herself.

Shi Hao nodded, but now wasn’t the time for dwelling on the past. The battle for the Three Thousand States was approaching, they needed to prepare earnestly, present their strongest stance. He and Yue Chan walked over the rubble, searching for that spark of fire.

Time passed, half an hour went by, and just when they least expected it, they felt a gentle light, as a faint hazy glow began to descend upon them.

“The moonlight is so gentle tonight…” As he said this, Shi Hao was startled and jerked his head up, while Yue Chan was also taken aback, gazing up into the sky.

In the heavens above, there was a green moon, incomparably beautiful, shrouded in mist-like luminescence, its moonlight pouring down like water, indescribably pure.

“Green Moon Flame!” Shi Hao exclaimed.

For in the underworld, how could there be a moon? It was clearly an Ancient Fire!

Yue Chan too was thrilled, unable to maintain her calm. Joy was written all over her beautiful face, her eyes sparkled dazzlingly as she trembled and said, “It’s that one!”

Just then, they both felt a searing heat, as the moonlight from the sky fell upon them, causing their clothes to rapidly ignite and turn to ashes. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it with monthly tickets on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

Source: Webn0vel.com, updated on Novg0.co