The Legend of the Eternal King
Shady

The expansion and construction of the Shen Pavilion had begun.

The atmosphere is very crowded with a lot of workforce involved. The manpower Shen Mubai hired was five times the amount he should have been. This is so that the project can be completed immediately.

The days are very peaceful. The residents were able to cultivate quietly.

So too with Mao Yu. He had now reached the peak of the soul carapace stage. He waited for the right moment to break through.

Shen Mubai and Li Hua broke through to the first golden kasaya. The Zhou family had a aunt who was growing very fast. He reached the fifth silver kasaya.

Uncle Zhou and Zhou Yan were in the third silver kasaya. While Zhou Ren was in the second silver kasaya.

The age factor slowed Zhou Ren down a bit. But it's still good. Chen Dewei was also at the second silver kasaya stage when he was 13 years old just like Zhao Ren now. They were both lucky enough to get adequate treatment.

Mao Yu filled her time with writing. A few thin books and scrolls after scrolls of his work were neatly arranged in a corner of the room. He was accompanied by Little Kong everyday in his room.

Especially what Kong Kecil does besides eating and eating. Now Little Kong slept on his back beside Mao Yu who wrote with the belly of a ball.

A knocking sound rang out, Uncle Zhou walked in.

After taking a comfortable seat, Uncle Zhou began a consultation session with Mao Yu.

"Young Master, I don't know how I'll be of use to you. So far I have not developed any fighting skills." Uncle Zhao said the first sentence.

"It's not time for you to perform yet, there will be a time of your own." Mao Yu replied to Uncle Zhao's statement while writing.

"I wrote something for you." Mao Yu put down the pen brush. He picked up a book he had written all night.

Uncle Zhou received a thin book of about 20 sheets. He looked at the cover. It says "Fire and Ice Poems".

Uncle Zhou opened the first leaf, He looked at the verses. Uncle Zhou focused on reading it, so far he felt this was just an ordinary verse like in general.

"Cultivation is not just about energy. But the cultivation of the heart is very primary. Uncle Zhou that's where you are." Mao Yu broke the concentration of Uncle Zhou who was busy reading.

Uncle Zhou closed the book. He looked at Mao Yu with respect. He then asked.

"How is it Young Master?"

"New Cultivators could feel his heart while they were in the realm of soul-blessing. Great inequality finally appeared, when their cultivation was high yet their hearts were newborn and still weak." Mao Yu explained.

"If they cannot grow hearts. They wouldn't be able to make steps and progress to cultivate forwards." Mao Yu continued.

"Uncle, you are a very gentle and loving person. Your parents blessed you by giving you 'heart' when you were born. Cultivate with the heart." Mao Yu placed a hand on her left chest.

Uncle Zhou pondered deeply. Trying to digest the meaning of Mr. Young.

"This poem will help you. When the time comes, uncle will tear the world apart by riding in lightning." Mao Yu said.

Uncle Zhou flinched. His heart is beating hard. He was unable to understand Mao Yu's words just now. Yet something that had been a wall all along in his mind had collapsed.

His spirit and self-confidence had risen. If we look into Uncle Zhao's current eyes, his gaze sparkles as if talking about the future.

"Oya Uncle Zhou. I always forgot to ask about how Aunt Zhou correctly discovered the location of Zhao Ren being kidnapped." Mao Yu said curiously.

"Aw, how's that?" Mao Yu was interested in Uncle Zhao's reply.

Uncle Zhou then told in detail. She has an older sister who is devoted to an old temple. The temple was located about 10 miles north of the Imperial City.

Uncle Zhou said that his brother is very bad if he divines about other people. But if you predict someone who has the same blood as him he is quite appropriate. In this case Zhao Ren was his nephew.

"Oh, interesting. I'll visit her sometime." Mao Yu decided.

After talking for a long time. Finally Uncle Zhou left Mao Yu's room.

"Little Kong, Wake up. Make yourself useful a little." Mao Yu scolded Little Kong who was snoring in his bed.

Mao Yu threw him with a book. But the snoring is getting louder.

"Bas with this child..." Mao Yu scowled, then she continued writing.

***

Mao Yu, Li Hua and Little Kong paid a farewell to Shen Mubai the next morning. He would take a walk looking at the central capital in the central continent.

Mao Yu handed Shen Mubai 20 rings full of low crystal jade. Give it up entirely to him to manage. Both for the cultivation of the residents and the cost of building the pavilion.

Shen Mubai was wondering how this fortune he could protect her. Despite being in the realm of the first golden kasaya, he had not felt strong enough to overcome the criminal who would commit the robbery. If it amounts to a lot, especially if it has cultivation on it.

"Don't worry about the security of the pavilion. I asked Lo Hua to guard from the shadows. Several powerful figures were all around this pavilion. It's Lo Hua's people." Mao Yu said the thing that Shen Mubai was most worried about.

"Added as I left the next few days, I also requested that Lo Hua be specifically in the imperial city." Mao Yu added.

"Oh, Thank goodness..." Shen Mubai replied with relief.

A moment later two horses came out from the pavilion gate.

A man in a peasant costume ran into a small, deserted alley. He looked in all directions to make sure he was not being watched.

He took out a special communication talisman then burned it as a sign that a message had been sent to someone.

There is someone else who does the same. However he did not use communication talismans to send information.

He used a white crystal stone the size of a tennis ball. He seemed to be conversing for quite a long time with the communication crystal stone.

***

In a Night Lily room of Xin Feng imperial City smiled widely before some people. They were acting very respectful with their heads down. They are waiting for orders and ready to execute the request of the Princess.

"He bought his own death ticket. Follow me, ambush and capture Mao Yu alive. I don't mind him being in front of me without his hands and feet. Just cut..." Xin Feng ordered.

"Understand." Their leader answered.

With a swing of Xin Feng's hand. They all saluted him, then left him alone in the room.

"After I got you. I will show you how I will flatten Shen Pavilion. You'll see how the walls will collapse one by one." Xin Feng growled.