Since completing the Fla Rune, Hong Yu had beco obsessed with the inscription and construction of Spirit Array Runes.
He loved the process of deduction and inference, of gradually filling in and supplenting an incomplete Spirit Array Rune until it ford a brand new, complete one.
After more than ten days of hard work, Hong Yu could now inscribe a Tier One Junior Spirit Array Rune in under five minutes.
As for a Tier One Middle Level Spirit Array Rune, that took him around ten minutes.
If he were to inscribe a Tier One Advanced Spirit Array Rune, he was slightly slower, but it still only took about twenty minutes.
If these figures were to get out, they would undoubtedly cause a massive sensation in the world of Spiritual Craftsn.
Even in the Qin Kingdom, hailed as the "Refining City," veteran Spiritual Craftsn imrsed in the Artifact Dao for decades could never hope to match such speeds when inscribing Spirit Array Runes.
Looking back at the nearly thousand-year history of the Qin Dynasty, the most talented Spiritual Craftsman to ever complete a Tier One Junior Spirit Array Rune Inscription still took a full eight minutes. The fastest ti for a Middle Level rune was twelve minutes, and an Advanced one required half an hour. Yet Hong Yu had effortlessly shattered these records—records that had been looked up to for centuries—in just over ten days!
If news like this got out, how could it not cause an uproar?
Of course, Hong Yu himself was still sowhat dissatisfied with his speed...
"Brother, Qin Royal City is just ahead!" Little Feng suddenly shouted, while Hong Yu was contemplating a breakpoint issue in a Tier One Advanced Spirit Array Rune.
Puzzled, he raised his head and saw a massive, majestic city looming on the horizon.
From a distance, the city looked like a primordial beast crouching upon the earth. It stretched for over a hundred miles in every direction. The towering city walls were at least forty to fifty ters high. 'A magnificent ancient city like this could probably house at least ten million people!'
The Qin Kingdom truly lived up to its reputation as the nation with the longest heritage among the Southern Ten Nations.
Its profound foundations were sothing the Fengyue Kingdom could never hope to match!
'Have we finally arrived?'
Hong Yu took a deep breath, his heart burning with excitent.
Qin Royal City, the capital of the Qin Kingdom!
The *Celestial Soul Nine Refinents* he had dread of was right here in this city.
"Little Feng, let's pick up the pace!"
The two spurred their horses into a gallop...
...
Qin Royal City truly was the most prosperous city among the Southern Ten Nations.
The colossal city gates were incomparably majestic. Two arched gateways, each thirty ters high, stood with their heavy, red-lacquered doors wide open, studded with massive Gold rivets.
Four rows of guards stood in an orderly fashion on either side of the gates.
They didn't search the passing pedestrians!
This was the confidence of a great nation!
"Little Feng, let's go to the Beichen Comrce Association first," Hong Yu said.
Little Feng nodded.
Though he didn't speak, Hong Yu could see the excitent and anticipation in the little guy's heart.
After all...
Before his mother had left, she had instructed that he must be brought to the Beichen Comrce Association. Perhaps he had relatives here!
The two asked for directions and found their destination without much trouble.
The Beichen Comrce Association was quite large in scale.
It occupied a magnificent complex covering tens of thousands of square ters in a bustling district of the prosperous Qin Royal City. Clearly, the Beichen Comrce Association held significant power and status within the Qin Kingdom. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to occupy such a large plot of land in Qin Royal City, where every inch was worth a fortune.
Those coming and going from the Beichen Comrce Association were all important figures.
Each was dressed in splendid, shining clothes, and their chariots were high-end and luxurious.
People like Hong Yu and his companion, travel-worn and dusty, seed rather out of place.
"What business do the two of you have at our Beichen Comrce Association?" an attendant wearing the association's emblem asked.
Although he spoke politely, he deliberately blocked their path, preventing them from stepping into the Beichen Comrce Association.
This petty trick displeased Hong Yu.
But thinking of Little Feng, he suppressed his annoyance and said coolly, "We're here to see Beichen Celestial Frost!"
"Huh? You're looking for our Vice Chairman?"
The attendant was stunned. He sized them up and down, his eyes full of disdain. He waved his hand dismissively. "Alright, alright. Every day, people like you co here trying to swindle a free al. Our Vice Chairman is extrely busy and won't see you. Go on, get out of here!"
Hong Yu couldn't help but chuckle.
'So this guy thinks I'm so beggar trying to cash in on a distant connection?'
Shaking his head helplessly, Hong Yu said, "Just go and announce that the son of an old acquaintance, Bai Wanting, is waiting outside." As he spoke, Hong Yu slipped a small bag of Gold Coins into the attendant's hand.
The attendant froze for a mont, then discreetly pocketed the Gold Coins. The impatience on his face vanished. He nodded. "You two wait here. I'll be right back!"
'This guy's clothes are shabby, but he's quite generous. Could he really know the Vice Chairman?' the attendant muttered to himself, heading into the association with his head down.
"OOF!"
He had accidentally bumped into soone and was sent reeling, stumbling and dizzy.
The person he bumped into didn't move an inch. He simply stared down at the attendant with a gaze as sharp and cold as a blade and snapped, "What the hell are you doing? What's the big rush? In a hurry to get reincarnated?"
"S-Steward Wang, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" the attendant hastily apologized.
He was feeling quite frustrated himself.
This Steward Wang was notoriously difficult to deal with. Many people had been forced to pack their bags and leave just for offending him.
Seeing the attendant's terrified expression, Steward Wang nodded in satisfaction. Puffing out his large belly, he adopted a bureaucratic tone, "You need to be more careful in the future. What if you'd run into a guest in such a rush? Even if you didn't hit a guest, what if you ran into , or the Vice Chairman?"
"Steward Wang's lesson is absolutely right. This lowly one knows his mistake!" The attendant bowed deeply, but as he did, the corner of the coin pouch peeked out from his robes.
Steward Wang's eyes lit up. He snatched the pouch, weighed it in his hand, and a greedy look flickered in his eyes. "What's this all about?" he asked.
'It's over. There goes my tip!'
The attendant gave a bitter smile, his head hanging low as he explained, "There are two people outside looking for Vice Chairman Beichen Celestial Frost. They asked to pass on a ssage, so..."
"Hmph, you go bothering the Vice Chairman for just anyone who shows up? What kind of behavior is that?" Steward Wang scolded.
The attendant explained, "Th-they said it was the son of an old acquaintance. I was worried they might actually know the Vice Chairman, so I didn't dare to neglect them."
"The son of an old acquaintance?"
Steward Wang paused, his expression growing serious. In a low voice, he asked, "Did they say which old acquaintance?"
The attendant thought for a mont. "I think her na was Bai Wanting! Yes, that's it, Bai Wanting!"
"What? It was her?"
Steward Wang's expression turned grim.
His eyes darted back and forth, a sharp glint flashing within them. He handed the pouch back to the attendant and instructed, "You can have the money, but rember this: no one ca looking for Vice Chairman Bei Chen today, and certainly not the son of so old acquaintance. Do you hear ? No matter who asks, you say no one ca!"
"U-Understood!"
The attendant clutched the pouch of money, stunned into a long silence.
As for Steward Wang...
He walked toward the entrance of the Beichen Comrce Association with a dark expression.
Peeking through a crack in the main doors, he saw Hong Yu and Little Feng standing outside. Steward Wang's gaze flashed and focused on Little Feng. 'It really is that bitch's bastard child. Damned bitch, to think you'd still find your way back after all these years. No, I absolutely cannot let this child return to the Beichen Family. Otherwise, my sister will never have her chance.'
At this thought, Steward Wang straightened his clothes, put on a friendly smile, and walked straight up to Hong Yu and Little Feng. "Are you two here to see Vice Chairman Beichen Celestial Frost?"
"We are. And you are?" Hong Yu asked, frowning slightly.
Steward Wang put on a look of ecstatic joy and turned to Little Feng. "Does that an you're the son of Miss Bai Wanting?"
"Yes, Uncle!"
Little Feng nodded obediently. After a mont's thought, he politely added, "My na is Little Feng. Beichen Feng!"
"Beichen Feng? Good, good, a fine na!"
Steward Wang's face was wreathed in a brilliant smile, but his heart was filled with dark clouds. 'Beichen Feng... It really is Beichen Feng. My sister said her husband nad that bitch's child Beichen Feng. Hehehe, the heavens are on my side, letting run into this little bastard.'
Steward Wang's face was plastered with a smile as he turned to Hong Yu. "And you are, sir?"
"I'm a friend of Little Feng's. Aunt Bai entrusted to bring him here," Hong Yu answered truthfully.
Steward Wang froze, a trace of wariness in his expression. "Then... where is Miss Bai?"
Before Hong Yu could speak, Little Feng said weakly, "Uncle, my mother... she has passed away."
"Oh? She's dead?"
Steward Wang's eyes lit up, but seeing Hong Yu and Little Feng looking at him strangely, he hastily covered it up. "Alas, beauty is truly the envy of the heavens! Little Feng, don't you worry. From now on, Uncle will take care of you!"
He looked at Hong Yu. "Before Miss Bai died, did she give you anything?"
Hong Yu saw a flash of urgency in his eyes. Feeling suspicious, he naturally grew more guarded. "She left half of a Jade Pendant!"
"Oh? Where is the Jade Pendant? Quick, let see it!" Steward Wang said hurriedly.
Hong Yu narrowed his eyes and took the half Jade Pendant from his robes.
'It really is... the Beichen Order!'
A fervent glint flashed in Steward Wang's eyes as he reached for the half pendant.
But Hong Yu pulled his hand back, putting it away again.
Steward Wang's expression hardened. "What do you think you're doing?"
Hong Yu said coolly, "Aunt Bai personally instructed that Little Feng and the Jade Pendant must be handed directly to Beichen Celestial Frost. You are not the person I'm looking for. It would be more appropriate to wait for Beichen Celestial Frost to co out and give it to her then."
"There's no need for that. I can fully represent Vice Chairman Beichen Celestial Frost. Just give it to !" Steward Wang said coldly.
Hong Yu shook his head.
Steward Wang frowned, sizing up Hong Yu. "Are you going to give it to or not?"
Hong Yu continued to shake his head.
Steward Wang flew into a rage. "Damn it, you shaless bastard! How dare a re Peak of Earth Soul Realm cultivator act so arrogant in front of ?" As soon as he finished speaking, Steward Wang flashed forward, closing the distance to Hong Yu, and threw a vicious punch at his chest.
This Steward Wang was an Early-stage Celestial Soul Realm expert. Confident that his power suppressed Hong Yu's, he attacked without fear to seize the item.
However... his actions had completely enraged Hong Yu.
A green light flashed in Hong Yu's cold eyes. He took a step forward, and with a BAM of his shoulder, he shattered the Montum of Steward Wang's powerful punch.
At the sa ti, his palm shot out in a swift strike. With a loud SLAP, it connected with Steward Wang's face, sending the fat, large-eared man—who must have weighed over three hundred pounds—flying.
THUD!
Steward Wang's massive body hit the ground hard. He scrambled to sit up, a fiery red Palm Seal burning on his face.
"Y-You dare to hit ?"
Steward Wang roared, "You're finished! You're in deep trouble now! You're dead!"
"You were fucking asking for it!"
Having been repeatedly provoked by Steward Wang, Hong Yu's temper flared. He shot forward, his fist crackling with sharp energy, about to slam into that pile of fat.
But at that very mont, a cold, sharp rebuke exploded in his ears like a clap of Thunder...
"Stop right there!"
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