Chapter 857: Chapter 500: Rankings Soar, Jianghu Shaken! (Part 3)
Moreover, he inford them that his main purpose for coming to Liangzhou this ti was to help Senior Moluo with a task.
The others were even more attentive and asked about the details.
Chen Yuan didn’t elaborate further, only ntioning that he would venture deep into the grassland. The others offered to help, but after consulting Moluo’s opinion, Chen Yuan declined.
From their previous battle at the Imperial City, all of them still bore injuries; it’s not suitable to engage in another large conflict.
Additionally, there’s no need for such a large-scale operation; the aim is swift and decisive action. Too many people would only be a burden.
After hearing these words, the several Daoists no longer pressed further, only advising Chen Yuan to be extrely cautious when acting on the grassland.
The grassland and Central Plains differ greatly.
Wrapping up this eting of the Daoist Divine Palace masters, Chen Yuan considered sending an invitation to the King of Beiliang’s princely heir, Wei Wuque, to prepare for the next move.
Upon arriving at Liangzhou City, he hadn’t sought him out, primarily to avoid revealing his whereabouts and disrupting his plans due to Wei Wuque’s affairs.
But now, having essentially controlled the situation at Beiliang’s Heavenly Patrol Bureau, and with Golden Envoys Feng Jiuying and Huangfu Qi declaring allegiance, it seed appropriate to et this princely heir.
Their relationship was only a brief acquaintance, especially since Chen Yuan had once rejected Wei Wuque’s proposal to exchange the Ascending Immortal Fruit, implying a less than harmonious relationship.
It was only when Chen Yuan ranked twenty-first on the Fengyun List last ti that this princely heir showed a bit of presence.
However, before he could send soone out, a ssenger from the Beiliang Royal Mansion had already arrived, right on ti, perhaps calculated according to Chen Yuan’s schedule.
Holding the invitation in hand, Chen Yuan pondered for quite so ti in the Heavenly Patrol Hall, realizing this Wei Wuque was indeed no ordinary person, even openly ntioning his connection with Feng Jiuying on the invitation.
Such straightforwardness was indeed unexpected to him.
As the ti on the invitation approached, Chen Yuan decided to change out of his official uniform, opting to et Wei Wuque in the capacity of a ‘friend’.
Facing the Beiliang Royal Mansion, Chen Yuan couldn’t afford to assu any airs; when it cos down to it, Wei Wuque’s identity as a princely heir certainly outweighed his position as Golden Envoy.
Strength-wise as well.
The renowned thirty thousand iron cavalry of Beiliang belonged to their Wei Family, undeniably elite and formidable.
If Chen Yuan had no accurate sense of the thirty thousand iron cavalry before, after the battle at Blood Lake, he had gained more perspective.
Ten thousand heroic souls can slay Refining Gods.
What about during their lifeti?
Could they possibly rival True Monarchs?
And the Beiliang iron cavalry is thrice the size of the Chen Family Army, the implication of which is self-evident.
Though True Monarchs are inherently stronger than military formations, that’s considering mobility. In a direct confrontation, it might not be so certain.
Without a Sixth Realm Immortal appearing, Chen Yuan believed no one could single-handedly face thirty thousand Beiliang iron cavalry.
It stands to reason why the court overlooked Wei Jinfeng’s near-separatist state; it wasn’t that the court didn’t want to intervene, but that they simply couldn’t.
Thirty thousand iron cavalry paired with the fourth-ranked King of Beiliang.
This power is by no ans inferior to an Immortal Sect!
Of course, the premise is without Immortals stepping in.
Such beings have already transcended the mundane and are terd ‘Immortal’.
How can re mortals defy the heavens to defeat Immortals?
Chen Yuan arrived at the Beiliang Royal Mansion at approximately one quarter past the hour of the tiger, roughly equivalent to three thirty in the afternoon, and the Beiliang princely heir, Wei Wuque, was already waiting at the gate.
It seems he had a precise grasp of Chen Yuan’s movents.
From dozens of yards away, Wei Wuque’s hearty laughter ca through:
“Brother Chen, half a year apart, and your presence is even more impressive than before!”
Saying this, he clasped his hands in greeting and made a fist-to-hand gesture to Chen Yuan, showing great respect.
Chen Yuan also responded with a smile, saying:
“How can I trouble Brother Wei to co out of residence to et, we need not be so courteous.”
“Others naturally wouldn’t qualify, but Brother Chen is not like others, the distinguished sixth-ranked figure on the Earthly List, truly soone I’ve always admired.”
“Haha, Brother Wei is too polite.”
“Brother Chen, please.”
“Please.”
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One quarter past the hour of the tiger is naturally not a al ti; Wei Wuque led Chen Yuan all the way to the pavilion beside the small lake in the backyard of the mansion before stopping.
By the ti they arrived, a pot of Spiritual Tea had just finished brewing.
“Brother Chen, have a taste of this tea and see if it’s to your liking.”
Wei Wuque said with a smile.
“Does this tea have so story behind it?”
“Brother Chen, try it first.”
With such a warm invitation from Wei Wuque, if Chen Yuan refused, he would appear distrustful. He then picked up the teacup and took a small sip,
imdiately brightening at the taste.
He was not a stranger to fine tea, possessing several batches of imperial gifted Spiritual Tea, but the tea in his hand surpassed them, not only being several tis more enriched with spiritual energy compared to ordinary Spiritual Tea, but also offering a unique flavor upon careful tasting.
The hot tea, surprisingly, carried a hint of icy chill, truly mysterious.
“How is it?”
“Exquisite tea.” Chen Yuan set down the teacup, comnting.
“This tea is nad Heavenly Snow, a favorite of my father. It’s sourced from the Northern Cold Land, and the water used for brewing is from the Northern Barbarian Heavenly Ice Spirit Spring, truly complenting each other.
When tasting, a sense of chill wells up within, allowing martial artists to stabilize their spirits. It’s a clarifying spiritual object, which aided during my breakthrough to the Heavenly Palace.”
Wei Wuque explained the origin of the tea in the pot with a light smile.
Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow and asked:
“Northern Cold Land?”
This intrigued him, as it was the first ti he heard the na of the place.
Wei Wuque turned serious, replying:
“This place is indeed very little known in the Central Plains; most people only know of the Northern Barbarians but not of the Northern Cold. This is because the place is so far from the Central Plains.
Separated by Liangzhou, it’s virtually impossible to communicate with the Barbarian Clan. However, in reality, this place is significant and is one reason why the Northern Barbarians covet the Central Plains.”
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