Chapter 1114: Chapter 158: Shadows
There is an ancient saying that the Emperor is Heaven’s favored child and a true dragon incarnate, hence the title True Dragon Emperor.
Naturally, this true dragon is not that true dragon… The True Dragon Emperor is merely an abstract description. Yet even an abstract effect is enough to highlight the Emperor’s noble status.
There is also talk of the emperor being protected by a true dragon, impervious to all evils—as for this true dragon mentioned here, it’s actually the ley line. Every dynasty has its unique ley line, be it large or small. The monarch of the era is the carrier of the current dynasty’s ley line fortune.
When the ley line prospers, the national fortune is strong; when the ley line declines, the nation falls and so does the emperor.
As a former princess of the Great Qin Empire, having once delighted under the knee of that king for all ages, Princess Chuyang naturally had the most direct experience of the emperor’s dragon qi—this wasn’t the skill of a Feng Shui magician, but something sensed by herself, knowing it naturally upon encountering it.
But precisely because of this, Princess Chuyang felt incredulous—the evil man before her who brought her out of the tomb chamber actually faintly bore the aura of that dynastic ley line.
Just as Princess Chuyang was astonished at the Song family’s origins, the mist surrounding Song Haoran suddenly churned up again—besides the faintly visible dragon qi, another Bizarre Force appeared at this moment.
Golden flames—flames as golden as the scorching sun, occasionally flickering within the mist outside Song Haoran’s body!
Princess Chuyang only felt that these golden flames contained tremendous power, and the instant the golden flames flickered, it even made her soul surge and her qi-blood unstable—though she was weak, her Divine Soul was incredibly strong due to relying on a Secret Technique to temper her soul while in long slumber within a stone coffin, preventing her from going mad due to extended sleep—precisely because her soul was so strong, she could clearly sense the terrifying power contained within these golden flames… as if it embodied an indescribable mighty force of Heaven and Earth!
Whether emperor’s dragon qi or this golden flame, both are incredibly rare powerful forces, now both converged within this man’s body, truly disrupting Princess Chuyang’s posure—a unique fate like Song Haoran’s; if placed in ancient times, wouldn’t he be a chaotic monster star.
Princess Chuyang originally thought this was already Song Haoran’s limit—but at this moment, another force erupted from within Song Haoran, making her shudder with fear.
“Divinity!!”
Heaven and Earth have gods, gods possess nature, known as divinity… a trait possessed only by free gods!
Though this strand of divinity is weak, it is undoubtedly real divinity—divinity at this moment also roamed around Song Haoran.
And the golden flame seemed to want to devour this strand of divinity, constantly chasing it, while the emperor’s dragon qi first appeared in Song Haoran’s body, flowing nonchalantly as if indifferent to the golden flame and divinity yet being a buffer zone for these two forces.
Emperor’s dragon qi, golden flame, and divinity, as three powerful forces at this moment formed a peculiar and delicate balance.
But Song Haoran remained calm and quietly pushed the Heavenly Floating Chart Cultivation Technique directly to the seventh realm… the seventh realm of the Heavenly Floating Chart seemed to be Song Haoran’s limit—or perhaps the limit of this first cultivation.
The white mist within him, at this moment, with his breath, crazily inhaled into his body—and the intertwined emperor’s dragon qi, golden flame, divinity also gradually retreated.
Young Master Song sighed and slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze flickered with flame-like sparkles, then returned to clarity… Song Haoran twisted his neck, bones emitted crackling sounds, and simultaneously, hard shell-like substances on his cheeks and neck broke and fell off.
Song Haoran frowned and instinctively stirred the newly acquired fascinating power within, immediately shedding this layer of ‘shell’ on his surface.
Just like casting off a mortal body, Song Haoran never felt as at this moment, that every cell inside him seemed like an engine spinning madly, full of power.
“Is this the power obtained from martial cultivation? Truly amazing.” Song Haoran felt quite pleased with the new power within, “Princess Chuyang, thank you for the guidance… Princess Chuyang?”
Princess Chuyang, however, turned away at some point and muttered softly, “Wicked scoundrel!”
Song Haoran glanced downward—he had shattered impurities on the surface and seemed to have shattered his clothes along with it… observing the embarrassed Princess Chuyang, the always laid-back Young Master Song suddenly grinned evilly and said, “Oh no… according to our current laws, a man’s chastity is also very important. So… I have lost my virginity and can’t marry. Princess, please take responsibility!”
Princess Chuyang suddenly turned around, looking surprised, “Is this true? This secular law actually… you… you dare deceive my Imperial self!”
Princess Chuyang had to turn away again—Young Master Song, hardly bothering with the exposure at this moment, naturally bore a mischievous smile on his face, how could Princess Chuyang still not know that this shameless person was talking nonsense?
“Maybe one day it will really be true.” Song Haoran laughed twice, “When I have enough influence over the world, maybe on an impulse I’ll implement it?”
“Wishful thinking!”
Song Haoran was indifferent, merely casually draping a bathrobe from the clothes rack and heading towards the door—at this moment he was sharp-eared, even through doors, he could clearly hear footsteps, voices, even breaths outside the door.
Elder Song and Miss Ying were just outside.
Song Tianyou was quite surprised to see Song Haoran e out wearing a bathrobe… thus Song Tianyou opened his lips slightly.
“Don’t overthink, I didn’t do anything.” Song Haoran shrugged mindlessly, “As for bearing children, let Miss Ying do it.”
Behind Elder Song, Miss Song Ying raised her middle finger at Song Haoran.
“Haoran, what happened to you?” Elder Song naturally pretended not to hear this rascal’s tone… oh, wanting to hug grandchildren or great-grandchildren.
However, he gave birth to the son, naturally able to perceive Song Haoran’s differences.
“It should be a good thing.” Song Haoran said seriously at this moment, “Let’s leave it for now… has something happened outside?”
Miss Song Ying glanced inside the room but didn’t see the ancient-robed lady—this woman, ever since Song Haoran picked her up, was always under Song Haoran’s watch, others unable to approach. She could only quickly brief the recent events.
“The fog expansion has intensified?” Song Haoran frowned, “What did those high experts invited by Mr. Blind say?”
“They went out to inquire, but haven’t returned yet.” Song Tianyou shook his head, “Currently, I’ve ordered everyone to stay put.”
Song Haoran nodded.
After this, the three of them briefly discussed but came to no conclusion, ending this short family meeting.
Song Haoran certainly didn’t intend to leave such a good resource as Princess Chuyang unexploited.
He again approached Princess Chuyang, directly stating, “Princess, you’re already aware of the fog expansion outside, right?”
Princess Chuyang nodded.
She had hardly rested, watching Song Haoran’s cultivation the entire time, and naturally noticed the spread of the mist.
Song Haoran pulled out a chair and sat down, “Let’s not talk about anything else… Princess, isn’t it time you teach me the way to walk through the mist?”
Walking through the mist had never been a problem for Song Haoran. Even before cultivating the “Heavenly Floating Chart,” he naturally had the superpower to construct a three-dimensional map of the surrounding terrain in his mind. Even in darkness, he could walk freely, so how much easier was it in mere mist?
But he couldn’t do it alone, because he was responsible for his family and had to consider all aspects.
Yet, Princess Chuyang remained silent.
Song Haoran calmly said, “Once this matter is settled and my family safely leaves, I will naturally return the Suihou Pearl with both hands.”
A flash of coldness flickered in Princess Chuyang’s eyes, and she sneered, “Aren’t you afraid that after returning the Suihou Pearl, I might kill you?”
“I should still have some value to you, Princess, shouldn’t I?” Song Haoran replied confidently. “After waking up in the present world, you’re faced with many inconveniences. I’m willing to serve at your side, Princess. You don’t need to worry that I would do anything to betray you, as I need your guidance to cultivate the ‘Heavenly Floating Chart.’ For this, I will naturally do my utmost to help you. An alliance of mutual benefit is the most solid contract, isn’t it?”
The most solid, yet also the most fragile contract.
Princess Chuyang’s soul was incredibly powerful, and even her gaze had the power to capture one’s heart. At this moment, she looked directly at Song Haoran, and he faced her directly, undisturbed. His steadfast will took Princess Chuyang by surprise.
She furrowed her brows and manded, “Before anything else, quickly change out of those disheveled clothes!”
Young Master Song smiled slightly and went directly to the changing room to change out of his bathrobe. After that, Princess Chuyang began to teach him the method of walking freely within the mist.
At this time, however, none of the people within the hotel noticed an enormous shadow had appeared in the mist outside… resembling a giant mountain.
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When two guests from the Management Bureau were led into a room at the sports hall by Leng Feng, Leng Feng had not yet fully processed all the information — but the origins of these two should be genuine.
However, regardless of why the Management Bureau intervened, or what was in the mist, what was most important to Leng Feng was evacuating the local people.
“Gentlemen, roughly speaking, there are about over thirty thousand people in the sports hall right now… isn’t it a bit too much for just the two of you?”
“Hehe, Colonel Leng doesn’t need to worry,” one of the men chuckled. “It’s just a pathfinding task. There’s no danger along the way. As long as we evacuate out of The Foggy Region before its spread accelerates, it should be simple once we’re outside, right?”
That’s true; once outside The Foggy Region, back in the civilized world, with all kinds of transportation available, the evacuation bees much easier.
But Leng Feng recalled the frightening incident from the morning and immediately asked, “Gentlemen, is there really no danger along the way?”
Sensing something hidden in Leng Feng’s words, one of them asked, “Colonel Leng, what do you mean?”
Leng Feng briefly recounted the discovery of the corpses.
The two Management Bureau officials exchanged glances and furrowed their brows. “Colonel Leng, were these bodies brought back? We’d like to see them ourselves.”
“Please follow me.” Leng Feng nodded, making a gesture for them to follow.
The first evacuation convoy in the morning consisted of at least two to three hundred people. Given the current conditions, they couldn’t retrieve everyone — Leng Feng only had some of the corpses, and the surviving but already insane soldier, brought back.
Upon seeing the corpses laid out in sleeping bags on the floor of a sports hall equipment room, the faces of the two Management Bureau officials seemed to grow grave.
The corpses had bite marks on their necks, likely where blood had been drained, and the bodies were extremely cold.
“Such strong coldness… and a lingering demonic power.”
“Not only that, their Essence Qi was sucked dry in an instant.”
“A cold-type demonic power that also requires consuming fresh human blood… no demon’s characteristics seem to match.”
“It might be a newly emerged demon, taking advantage of this chaos to wreak havoc… but we should focus on our primary task.”
“True enough…”
Leng Feng noticed the lips of the two men moving slightly but couldn’t hear what they were discussing.
After a while, the two approached Leng Feng’s side.
“Colonel Leng, we’ve examined the bodies,” one of them said seriously. “If I’m not mistaken, this is the work of a monster on our wanted list. But rest assured, Colonel, this monster is not our match. If we encounter it, we’ll simply capture it.”
Seeing their confidence, Leng Feng couldn’t say much… after all, he knew very little about this ‘relevant department.’
But there was a saying within the circles of high-ranking officials: the Management Bureau personnel are special individuals with authority above standard officers; if no special circumstances arise, cooperate as much as possible… there’s no harm in it.
“With your assurance, gentlemen, that’s for the best.” Leng Feng nodded.
“Alright then,” they nodded in response, then continued, “Time is of the essence. The spread of the mist may still intensify; we must evacuate the people promptly. Colonel, please organize, and we’ll lead the way. After that, we have to support other areas; the affected disaster zone is too extensive, and our personnel is limited.”
“Thank you, gentlemen!” Leng Feng nodded and immediately turned to leave.
As Colonel Leng departed, the two Management Bureau men exchanged peculiar smiles.
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PS: Unofficial book remendation “I, God, Redeemer.” Don’t blame me if it’s bad. If it’s good… it has nothing to do with me, and there’s no trade involved, just saying.
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