Chapter 1107: Chapter 151: Heavenly Floating Chart
Leng Feng chatted with Ren Ziling late into the night at the hotel — even spending money on three bottles of expensive tap water to boil tea.
Afterwards, Leng Feng hopped into a military jeep and left.
The person who came to pick up Leng Feng was another young man in uniform, radiating an extraordinary aura.
Following this, Akiko claimed she was tired and retired to her room to rest early — in reality, she returned to her room to focus and digest the events of the evening.
Akiko had never forgotten why she came — even though Song Ying hadn’t given her new instructions for a while, she still tried to gather as much information as possible about Young Master Qiu.
Akiko had grasped Ren Ziling’s personality traits, and she believed she had thoroughly investigated Luo Qiu’s family background — or so she thought.
But after tonight, Akiko realized it wasn’t that simple — because Leng Feng had appeared.
A man serving as a major in the capital’s military district — Luo Qiu’s father’s good friend, good brother. From his conversation with Ren Ziling, Akiko could easily notice that Leng Feng seemed quite concerned for his brother’s widow and child.
Moreover, their conversation also touched on people Akiko hadn’t encountered — such as Ye Yan, a man who worked for Interpol.
Additionally, there was Ali, a woman who seemed to be employed in an important department of Hua Country — besides these, several other names popped up intermittently.
Akiko initially thought that Young Master Qiu came from a typical police family, with connections only as far as having an uncle like Officer Ma. She never expected that behind this single-parent family was a terrifying network of relationships.
Young Master Qiu’s father… was he really just an ordinary policeman?
Akiko had been here for quite some time, having only seen Young Master Qiu from a distance a few times back in South America at the Song Family. Yet, her curiosity about him was growing stronger.
Akiko sat at the bedside, looking at the satellite phone in her hand — a phone used to municate with Song Ying. It had been a while since she reported her work — Song Ying had recently instructed pausing munications for a while.
“This matter should be reported to Ms. Ren.”
Akiko thought to herself — also using this reason as an excuse to hear Song Ying’s voice.
The call connected quickly, and Akiko finally heard Song Ying’s voice as she had hoped.
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“Leng Feng?”
Song Ying paused in surprise.
At that moment, she unconsciously wrapped her down jacket around herself, a puff of white mist emerging from her mouth as she spoke, almost freezing into icy shards. Song Ying stared at the vast foggy area ahead, appearing somewhat absent-minded.
Just half a day ago, members of the Song Family had retreated from the foggy region — brought out by two men in black suits who claimed to be there for rescue — carrying a message from Mr. Blind.
It seemed Mr. Blind knew about Song Tianyou being trapped in the fog and thus sent the two black-suited men as a means to help.
After delivering the Song Family out, the two men immediately left, while the Song Family was temporarily settled in a nearby small town — yet, as the fog continued to spread, this town might need to evacuate within two days.
After a discussion among the three members of the Song Family, they decided to first observe the situation — since some Song Family warriors had lost contact due to the fog, Uncle Wu and Song Haoran were trying to re-establish munication. Possibly once everyone was found, they might consider leaving — after all, their establishment was still in South America and couldn’t remain indefinitely in the country.
“Ms. Ren, Ms. Ren?”
“Oh… I was thinking about something. Continue.” Song Ying regained her posure, once again distractedly listening to Akiko’s report.
The task of investigation handed to Akiko had started long ago — later, Song Ying could find no reason to summon Akiko back, coupled with her return to the country, thus the matter was left hanging.
Since experiencing the ice cellar incident, Song Ying’s perspective had shifted significantly, with the prior apprehension towards Luo Qiu cast off entirely… she rather vaguely worried about the possibility of Akiko’s return might accidentally reveal her investigation task, which could coincidentally reach Luo Qiu’s ears…
“Akiko, you’ve done well!” Song Ying suddenly exclaimed, “But it’s still not enough! I need more! Your next clear goal is to investigate this network, find out who is involved! It’s crucial for our Song Family, understood?”
“Ms. Ren, I understand!”
“Thank you for your hard work.” Song Ying gently said, “I have other matters to attend to here. If there are any new developments, report to me… oh, and since Ms. Ren is nearby, try to ensure her safety. Regardless, she’s our Song Family’s daughter-in-law.”
“Understood!”
Finally managing to wrap up the call with Akiko, Song Ying yawned and lay down on the bed — this period of confinement at the Song Family’s ancestral house had been unnerving, leaving her little chance to rest.
Now, having exited the foggy area, lying down fortably, she felt utterly exhausted.
“Wait a minute… didn’t Luo Qiu say he’d be home for the New Year? Why is his stepmother here instead?”
Suddenly, sleepiness washed over her, her eyelids growing heavier, heavier… finally closing as a desolate scene of a ruined city flashed by.
Amidst that wrecked city lay numerous decaying corpses, roaming…
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This was already the best hotel the town could offer… however, even this hotel was quite empty, with most guests having departed early.
Late at night, a room in the hotel still kept its lights on.
“It’s still spreading, this fog is like a monstrous beast devouring everything.” Song Haoran remarked as he peered through night vision goggles at the fog outside the town.
“Back then, during the war, the ‘Four Seasons Glass Book’ fog covered a thousand miles area; it’s no surprise it’s still spreading.” A melodious female voice softly sounded behind Song Haoran — Princess Chuyang’s voice.
The princess had changed into modern clothes, her hair loosely draped without any styling — yet even so, her hair flowed smoothly like silk.
“You mean its spread might eventually cover over five hundred kilometers?” Song Haoran turned around to face Princess Chuyang’s face… still bearing a hint of paleness.
During this time, under Song Haoran’s control, Princess Chuyang maintained a certain distance from the Suihou Pearl — despite that, they weren’t as openly hostile as before, now able to municate more normally.
Song Haoran had gotten Princess Chuyang a PAD, and once out of the foggy area, electronic devices became functional again… continuously having a teacher to impart modern knowledge to Princess Chuyang wasn’t impossible, but the current situation made it inconvenient.
However, the Princess has quite an ability to adapt, and she is very intelligent, often drawing inferences from one instance to another. In just a short time, she has truly accepted modern society.
“It all depends on whether the person using the ‘Four Seasons Glazed Book’ can actually unleash its full potential.” Princess Chuyang didn’t look up, her eyes fixed on the map of Huaxia, and she said nonchalantly, “However, there’s a way to break the ‘Four Seasons Glazed Book’ as well.”
“Oh?” Song Haoran became interested, “Didn’t you say that unless the spellcaster dies or stops, it wouldn’t stop?”
Princess Chuyang raised her head to look at Song Haoran and said, “The method I mentioned for breaking it refers to how to move within the fog, not to dispel the fog. I’ve already mentioned that to repel the invasion of Strange Beasts, the dynasty used the ‘Four Seasons Glazed Book’. Once this Strange Treasure is activated, it doesn’t distinguish between friend or foe. Without a safe method to move, how could the dynasty’s army fight and kill the Strange Beasts in the fog?”
Song Haoran frowned… He didn’t ask why Princess Chuyang didn’t mention this at first — after all, their relationship wasn’t very good to begin with, and there was no reason for the Princess to care about his survival.
Or perhaps if anything were to happen to him, the Suihou Pearl would return directly to her hand?
The warriors of the Song Family, along with some trapped inside, would greatly benefit from having a method to walk within the fog, making it easier to connect with them.
“How would the Princess teach me?”
Everything is driven by interest… Song Haoran understood this well, so he got straight to the point.
Princess Chuyang examined Song Haoran for a moment with a meaningful glance before slowly saying, “Although I have already emerged, the place where I slumbered has been damaged… I need to investigate this matter.”
Song Haoran, being insightful, smiled and said, “Princess Chuyang is new to the modern world and unfamiliar with everything, you need someone to assist you, right?”
Princess Chuyang looked at Song Haoran silently.
Young Master Song chuckled softly, “Your method to break it can indeed help me find those missing subordinates more efficiently. But even without this method, I believe my subordinates will find a way out; it’s just a matter of time… I don’t see the point in assisting the Princess just for this.”
Princess Chuyang suddenly said, “Song Haoran, you seek power, don’t you.”
Song Haoran shrugged, “What do you mean?”
Princess Chuyang replied indifferently, “I observed you often secretly looking at this ancient book… it’s likely a cultivation method, but you struggle to prehend it.”
“You understand it?” Song Haoran squinted his eyes.
Princess Chuyang replied in a flat tone, “You’ll know upon trying.”
Song Haoran pondered for a moment, then tossed the ancient book, obtained from the mysterious figure with the Bronze Mask, towards Princess Chuyang.
He was not afraid of the other party destroying it, as he had memorized the book’s content down to the last detail.
The Princess picked it up expressionlessly and began to casually flip through it.
She read for over two hours, during which Song Haoran saw the Princess’s expression change from initial indifference to surprise, gradually being more focused… she likely forgot the time.
However, Young Master Song was very patient and continued to watch the Princess read for over two hours.
Finally, Princess Chuyang spoke, “I don’t know who authored this book, but it’s certainly produced by a talented individual. It indeed records a cultivation method originating from the dynasty. However, the person has modified the technique, taking it a step further to bee a wonderful method.”
“Are you saying the cultivation method in this book originates from Qin?” Song Haoran asked in disbelief.
Princess Chuyang responded matter-of-factly, “Is it surprising? Back then, the demon tribes caused trouble, and there were evildoers stirring chaos, making the world turbulent. If the Great Qin Dynasty didn’t have the power to oppose them, how could it have suppressed the realm? The method named ‘Sky-reaching Chart’, was the technique granted by the dynasty to meritorious individuals. Among many techniques in the dynasty, it was rare. Now, after being modified, its power has advanced further… you’re quite fortunate to obtain this book.”
“Can the Princess guide me?” Song Haoran smiled, “I never lack manpower, resources, or wealth.”
“I shall first impart the opening technique for channeling energy.” Princess Chuyang said calmly, “I’ll only say it once.”
“Oh… alright, I’ll record it.” Song Haoran nodded and pulled out his phone.
Princess Chuyang: …
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The first to emerge was the Ghost Baby, followed by Gui Qianyi, and then Long Xiruo and the group.
It was nighttime, and the exit still connected to the back of the grain depot—but after Long Xiruo and the group came out, they found it peculiar.
Nearby, there were quite a few tents, but the people had gone, and Ghost Baby immediately began inspecting the area.
“Not long ago, there should have been many people here who left in a hurry for some reason.”
“Probably because of that.” Long Xiruo frowned and looked up.
Since emerging from the Penglai Treasury, Long Xiruo’s plexion had been poor, and now, seeing the massive haze ahead, it worsened.
“This is…” Gui Qianyi muttered and furrowed his brows, seemingly remembering something, and blurted out, “Four Seasons Glazed Book? Who activated it?”
“Who else?” Long Xiruo sneered, “Did you forget who visited me specifically?”
“You mean… Gongsun Shiyu?” Gui Qianyi’s face darkened.
Xuan Yuan Palace is divided into two divisions: Qian and Kun. Kun was almost entirely posed of demon oddities subdued, while Qian was descendants of the Gongsun Clan. The Penglai Treasury has been overseen by Qian.
If anyone could easily access and use the valuable treasures within the treasury, it would undoubtedly be the Gongsun Clan from Qian.
“What are you talking about? Gongsun who?”
The recently emerged Su Zijun furrowed her brows.
“Who else? That pitiful kid you ran away from marrying.” Long Xiruo shrugged.
Su Zijun paused, “That self-righteous idiot came here?”
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