The Legend of the Eternal King
The Imperial Capital

In this world the humans were cultivating by organizing the energy from nature. To be absorbed according to the cultivation method practiced.

Cultivation levels are widely known in this world with the same name throughout the continent to the corners of the region.

This is a legacy from the era of ancestors who if traced would never meet the origin.

A civilization far in the past. Undefined begins in what era or era. There is no history or writing of his origin.

Cultivation levels have 10 levels referred to as follows :

Silver Kasaya

Kasaya Gold

Earthly realm

The Soul's Baptist Realm

Sky Sphere

King's Realm

Emperor realm

Heaven's Path

God's Realm

Eternal Realm

The Silver Kasaya realm to the Sky Realm had five stages or sub levels within it.

Impressed trivial and trivial. But the struggle to break through from realm to the next stage requires strong effort, great resources, and also the luck factor.

While the King's realm to the top until now became the secrets of giant sects or clans. It is not public consumption.

At first glance if there is a conversation in the shops people talk about the sky. Namely about the cultivator who gained the approval and blessing of the heavens.

They are given blessing by the sky to hit the clouds and bathe in lightning.

Simply put, that cultivator gained the ability to fly. This happened at the sky realm stage.

Having the ability to fly is always a dream of every child. Every baby born would definitely want to become a great cultivator and be able to dart into space.

However, when they grow up. They realize this is not easy.

Without determination, privilege and strong luck. They will start to bury their dreams.

***

The great gate of the Imperial City contained a monument inscribed with the following :

We are True Residents, Heaven confirms !

Mao Yu and the caravan party entered the city gate. Looking at the writing on the monument Mao Yu muttered and smiled.

"Interesting."

Mao Yu closed her eyes on the carriage.

His mind wandered from rune to rune. He sucked in all the information of countless runes.

The constitution of his body did not allow him to cultivate like a human in general. The Soul Race had a unique constitution because it had a high soul affinity.

One of the twisting runes shot out its rays into Mao Yu's mind. The rune that automatically sublimated his incantation instantly as a copper coin with three claw marks resided within him.

It contained a cultivation method. Named "Metodanika Nine Souls".

Cultivation contains nine levels. When dealing with the Metal Feather Bear, Mao Yu still touched the skin stages of the first methodanika.

"The Nine Soul Methodanika first stage is the Soul Carapace" Mao Yu muttered

Mao Yu was still processing this stage.

***

The sound of horse footsteps and the rustling of the wheels was greatly outdone by the noise of people passing by.

A big and crowded city. Prosper with all life in it.

The street tiles are made of old black stone. The buildings are towering with hints of ancient architecture.

The layout of this city follows the pakem from ancient times, whose authenticity has been preserved until now.

The streets are crowded. Sellers sell trades on the left and right. The spirit of visitors also enlivened with the pull of the sound of bargaining for goods.

After circling the streets, the train stops on the eastern outermost side of the city. Quite quiet after entering some small alley.

With a simple gate that read "Shen Family Pavilion"

***

The waiter welcomed the arrival of the caravan. The busy loading and unloading of various goods from the train began immediately.

Mao Yu replied with a nod.

Shortly after, Mao Yu arrived at a spacious room. With very adequate facilities. Includes bathroom inside.

"Ah, time to take a shower.. " Mao Yu felt his body dirty. On the way though he often took a shower. He still feels less clean. It eventually causes discomfort.

Out of the bathroom Mao Yu found on the bed a black suit.

"Well, it's a good fit... I like the color black. I finally got a new shirt... Wkwkwk...." Mao Yu posed in front of a large mirror, wagging her clothes.

Mao Yu's heart was quite elated by this simple matter. Getting new clothes, the quality of the fabric is good and most importantly. Colored black.

This is one of the ideals of Mao Yu when in his lodging when he later adventured. Finally materialized.

He grimaced himself on his bed.

***

Geck.. Geck...

The door was knocked from the outside.

"Yes Uncle Mubai, come in !" Mao Yu exclaimed from within.

"Uncle, sit down !" Mao Yu invited Shen Mubai to sit down.

"Yu-er this is the best room of our house, hope you are comfortable. And all my servants command me to serve you well." Shen Mubai said solemnly.

After Mao Yu poured tea into the cup for the two of them. The fragrance floated in the room.

After they take a sip, the muscles and mind feel sagging and relaxed. Mao Yu started to open the language.

"Uncle Mubai, your energy flow was poisoned by some kind of ice poison to freeze your dantian. And your dantian was hit hard afterwards. Until it breaks and splits like broken glass." Mao Yu said casually as she sipped her tea.

Shen Mubai trembled, feeling his anger momentarily overflow violently. His face immediately flushed. But the wisdom of his heart was soon able to temper the emotions.

But the corner of his eyes still wandered far away digging into his memories. About someone who caused all this.

"That's exactly Yu-er... This is what happened to me. My cultivation was originally at the third stage gold kasaya realm destroyed until now I survived at the second stage silver kasaya realm." Shen Mubai said seriously.

"I can't cultivate anymore. Every time I release energy. My stomach is like a fiery arrow." Shen Mubai continued the story about his condition.

"Finally with this damage to my dantian the accumulated energy continued to spread out like a barrel leaking by a pinhole."

"Right now my cultivation is almost half a step down again towards the first stage silver kasaya realm." Shen Mubai said with concern. He sighed.

After Mao Yu finished her cup of tea.

"Uncle, I have a solution for your current condition. But there's a condition." Mao Yu stared intently at Shen Mubai.

The same feeling was felt back by Shen Mubai when they were by the river at night that time.

His whole body shivered. Something inside him was shaking violently.

Shen Mubai firmly gripped his hand.His lips tightly clenched. Holding something from inside his body seemed to explode.

"Uncle Mubai.... " Mao Yu said softly.

Mao Yu's voice seemed to be a blessing to Shen Mubai. The sense of his soul turmoil slowly subsided. Shen Mubai could take a deep breath. I could feel a fresh cold wind wash over his chest.

"Uncle Mubai, be my follower !" A word plainly and spontaneously uttered from Mao Yu's lips. He was a little awkward saying this because he was initially very insecure.

He was all the time thinking about how to say this word. Even while taking a bath she soaked herself for hours just to repeat this word.

To invite Shen Mubai to be his "support".

"Ah.. " Cold temperature crept up from his forehead to Mao Yu's entire head then to his entire body. Even on his toes.

Grain of sweat grains as big as corn dripping from the left and right temples like being in a race speed down to the floor.

Damn the word I said wrong. It should be "Uncle, will you be my support?" Mao Yu was dazed.

The word "follower" signifies as a servant of peril who is willing to do anything according to orders. Including swallowing thousands of poisonous needles, walking in the sea of flames even jumped into the mouths of lions.

While the word "support" has the meaning of someone who is a guide or gives input. The point is to provide useful directions for his steps in the future.

The words really cannot be taken back. Mao Yu felt the entire chest following the organ inside the landslide.

Misstatement.

***

Shen Mubai widened his eyes. He spontaneously stood up. His clothes were fluttered with his robe fluttering.

Mau Yu who was sitting on the floor felt himself increasingly staring up to see Shen Mubai whose body seemed to grow to the size of a mountain.

The volcano that was ready to explode spewed out hot lava fury.

Mao Yu was even more speechless. Shen Mubai was so sturdy, large and muscular. Very charismatic and authoritative.

Without wind without rain. In a fraction of the time lightning strikes. Shen Mubai instantly collapsed prostrating to Mao Yu.

"Hamba is your servant, Young Master." Shen Mubai said solemnly.

Mao Yu "Eh.... ? ? ?"