Two Sovereigns
Bab20s. Opening the Palace of Destiny
Han Xiao spurred the Blue Bull casually out of Woaven City, he was very eye-catching for riding a bull three meters in size and had a very sturdy sturdy body.
"Hey look! That Blue Bull that guy was so flashy who was he?"
"Only the imperial family can act like that!"
"That Blue Bull was followed by the Fiery Horse! Who're they?"
"Basstupid!" someone scolded because he knew who the entourage was, "it was the third prince Han Xiao!"
Only then did they realize after the man's shout, those curious stared fixedly at Han Xiao and Bing Xing.
"Ah right! It's the third prince!"
"He's always been like that, traveling without an escort."
"Who's the girl with the third prince?"
Various comments and rants continued until Han Xiao and the others left the town of Woaven.
Han Xiao did not not want to respond or be arrogant but he felt that it was unnecessary.
"Abang Han, how long are we going to get to Xianxie City?" asked Ren Yanyu innocently.
"About a month, if we wear the speed of the Blue Bull," Han Xiao replied.
One month! This had already been calculated very quickly because in general Cultivators needed at least one to two months, of course Ne Zha was the exception he had an absolute step technique so he was able to take it in just two or three weeks.
"If we use the current speed?" Ren Yanyu asked again.
"It will be a long time." Han Xiao laughed cheerfully.
***
Inside the silent room and there was only the dim lighting by the candle, there was a young man who was in a meditative position rather he was cultivating.
"Damn why is it so hard to open the Palace of Destiny?" the young man grumbled in annoyance.
He had a handsome face and an aloof expression, his waist was stiff like a statue but he was a statue carved by the gods because it was so perfect.
"I have to try again!"
The young man was none other than Ne Zha, he had already stepped on the second Golden Realm realm but had yet to open the Fate Palace. It was because he knocked on it many times, no. Hundreds of times but no reaction.
Opening the Fate Palace required Cultivators to knock on the door of the main palace in their Neigong meridians, if the door opened it would officially have the main Fate Palace.
Geck... Geck... Geck...
Geck... Geck... Geck...
Geck... Geck... Geck...
It had been the umpteenth time that Ne Zha had knocked on the Palace of Destiny but there was no answer, really this made him very and very upset.
"From the old tiger's memory, there is another way to open the Palace of Destiny" Ne Zha muttered.
Ne Zha's eyes glittered as he thought of that way.
"If this method works, my Fate Palace will be different from the others!"
With that Ne Zha closed his eyes, he gathered every Qi and strength towards his hand.
His hands swelled and were very red. Ne Zha incubated because his hands were so sore, it was a huge swell if in the previous world he was very confident that his hands were very stocky surpassing that of any of the bodybuilders. Ade Ray's.
With Ne Zha firmly enduring his pain, a burst of golden white light shot out from Ne Zha's fist.
Ne Zha nodded his hand and slammed into the door of the Palace of Destiny.
BOOOOOOOOOM...!
The explosion resounded loudly, there was even a considerable shock wave coming out from Ne Zha's body. Of course Ne Zha was not aware of this.
***
Away from the residence of Ne Zha, in a large courtyard there were several elders sitting, also in this room there was the Patriarch of the Ne Clan. Ne Hong's.
BOOOOOO...!
"What's that sound?" asked Patriarch Hong in surprise.
The Elders were also shocked when they heard that loud bang.
"Patriarch, this voice came from the residence of Ne Zha," said an elder.
"Maybe Ne Zha is practicing," said another elder.
Ne Hong pondered for a moment before getting up from his seat then left without saying anything.
***
"Well!!! I did it hahaha!" Ne Zha cried out in joy, his face filled with delightful ecstasy.
Clamps...
The large door in front of Ne Zha opened slowly until it grew.
Ne Zha stepped foot into the Palace of Destiny.
Inside the palace he circulated his gaze, in the middle of the palace was a small pond measuring one meter by one meter. It was the Pool of Consciousness.
The Pool of Consciousness contained Water of Consciousness for Cultivators, if the Water of Consciousness was contaminated then the Cultivator's consciousness would be disturbed or even go crazy.
Above the Pool of Consciousness is the shadow of a platform.
"Platform to form a Cultivator Soul Weapon," Ne Zha muttered as he stared at the shadow of the platform above the Pool of Awareness.
The kreeek...
"What's wrong?"
Ne Zha was shocked when he saw a huge crack forming around him.
"The palace of Destiny is destroyed?" Ne Zha was surprised not to play when he saw more and more cracks that began to enlarge.
The kreeek...
BOOOOOOM!!!
Ne Zha's Fate Palace shattered and collapsed while Ne Zha was still thinking, forcefully forcing Ne Zha out of the space in his Neigong meridians.
"Huffa..."
The sweat pouring down from Ne Zha's forehead his face was extremely reddened.
Geck... Geck... Geck...
"Darina'er!!!" a loud shriek was heard in front of Ne Zha's house.
"Patriarch?"
Ne Zha opened the door and met Patriarch Hong in front of his house.
"That voice came from here is that you?" asked Patriarch Hong quickly.
"Sound?" gumam Ne Zha's.
Ne Zha recalled that when he hit the door of the Fate Palace there was indeed a sound like a huge bomb, but he never expected that the sound he produced reached the outside world.
"I was learning to concoct pills, I had a mistake when making a pill causing the cauldron to explode" Ne Zha casually said.
"Pill concoction?" Patriarch Hong indeed knew of Ne Zha's interest in becoming an Alchemist only that Ne Zha had no cultivation and had no intention to cultivate.
"Yes why? Is that weird?"
"If nothing will be done again then the Patriarch will immediately return to the meeting that is being held," Ne Zha said.
Ne Zha drove out the Patriarch! Previously Ne Zha had indeed no fondness for Patriach Hong, if not for Ne Zha who used to be well-bred by Patriarch Hong he would not have been willing to look at Patriarch Hong's face. The man who uses all means for ascension.
Naturally Patriarch Hong was very upset that he had been repeatedly expelled by Ne Zha, he could only leave because given Ne Zha's plans and how close Ne Zha was to Su Lihwa.
"What kind of pill makes such a big explosion?" Ne Zha muttered then laughed after Patriarch Hong left.
Ne Zha walked out of his house to the large garden in his yard, in the middle of the garden there was a gazebo floating above the water.
With his step Ne Zha arrived at the gazebo, as he sat in the gazebo a jet black eagle approached him.
With a hand swing a piece of paper and a pen appeared in Ne Zha's hand he wrote a letter to Han Xiao. Ne Zha was very curious as to why his Fate Palace was destroyed while Han Xiao did the same but his Fate Palace was not destroyed.
"Send to Han Xiao," Ne Zha said as he inserted a letter on the sleeve on the Dark Eagle's back.
The Dark Eagle nodded then clenched his wings and left, Ne Zha and Han Xiao were arguably very extravagant to make the Dark Eagle a postal bird but because of the Dark Eagle's specialty of being able to recognize its aura and its eyes were hundreds of times sharper as well as its speed that very high one is worth it. Not to mention if night fell the flying Dark Eagle would not be detected by anyone who allowed the mail to be sent safely.
"The Battle of Miracles." Ne Zha sighed as he muttered.
For most young Cultivators the Battle of Miracles was extremely important but for Ne Zha and Han Xiao it was only a stepping stone to get to know the great figures of the Cultivators of the Southern Wind Continent.
"My destiny palace just got destroyed." Ne Zha smiled wryly. "Can I follow the Miracle Fight?"
Now that Ne Zha's hope lay with Han Xiao if Han Xiao found out to overcome his obstacles he would definitely have hope of following the Battle of Miracles and leaving the Ne Clan.
Ne Zha knew from the memories he had from the Holy Tiger that in the Dragon and Phoenix Academy there were some items belonging to two Tigers that were passed down to him and Han Xiao.
Also there was the person he was looking for and Han Xiao, that person was also quite important on his way forward. But he had to enter the Dragon and Phoenix Academies.
"Yourf..." Ne Zha sighed while shaking his head. "Living in this world will probably get harder."
Ne Zha imagined throughout the journey he had met many times with robbers, but that was not what he feared. Ne Zha found it very difficult because during the journey he was unceasingly chased by a horde of girls. That was why he took such quick steps that he reached Xianxie City quickly.
***
After from the Ne Zha residence, Patriarch Hong returned to the meeting room to continue the meeting of the Elders.
"What was the Patriarch's voice?"
"Is that Ne Zha?"
"Why that kid? Make a tantrum?"
A series of questions came up for Patriarch Hong, the Elders thought that Ne Zha was throwing a tantrum. Because Ne Zha used to make a tantrum.
Patriarch Hong did not reply, he simply sat back down to his seat then closed his eyes slowly.
"We continue today's meeting" Patriarch Hong said.
The Elders did not search any further and began to discuss the topic of this meeting.
"Patriarch did you really let Ne Zha follow the Battle of Miracles?" elder Zhong asked, the teacher from Ne Tian who was brutally murdered by Ne Zha.
If not killed by Ne Zha, he had faith in Ne Tian would gain the qualifications of entering the Dragon and Phoenix Academies.
Patriarch Hong nodded, "With the presence of Ne Zha. Su Lihwa will definitely be on our side," replied Patriarch Hong.
The other elder nodded.
"True, with Ne Zha surely Su Lihwa would be firmly on our side." A young man commented, with his youthful look others would definitely think that he was just a young man. But who would have thought that the age he had had stepped on hundreds of years, he was Ne Jian. The Great Elder of the Ne Clan.
"We agree with that," said the other Elder.
Ne Zhong could only hold back his emotions and agree to that as well, after all if he did not agree to it with the approval of the nine Elders he would definitely lose.
"Alright, it's enough to talk about Ne Zha. We will discuss more important matters at this meeting" Patriarch Hong said.
In this generation, various monstrous talents were born to the point of making Patriarch Hong anxious about their talent. Although the Ne Clan had terrible talent as well but he still lacked confidence.
From the north there was Bing Xing the owner of a rare Ice Martial Spirit, from the west there was Ming Huan who had an Illusory Eye, while the east had Zhao Ling he was known for having two Martial Spirits and the last of the south, Prince Yang Qianfan. It was still a mystery how powerful he was, but many said that he was a strong young Cultivator.
"Only Su Lihwa is capable of being on par with the four of them, even though she does not have the fame and cultivation like them," Patriach Hong said.
"No, you're wrong." The Great Elder opened his voice again.
A single glance of the Elders present stared at the Great Elder.
"Have you forgotten the powerful sects there?" ask the Great Elder.
"Ah right," Patriarch Hong said.
The more he thought about it the more full his mind became about this advancement of his Clan.
The meeting ended a while after discussing the important points for the Miracle Fight later on.
***
"Abang Han! There was a city," cried Ren Yanyu as he pointed at this small spot on the meadow.
"Ah right too, we will rest there a few days after that we continue the journey," Han Xiao said.
"Horeeeee!!! I'd love to take a shower" exclaimed Ren Yanyu.
Han Xiao replied with a smile and stroked Ren Yanyu's golden hair.
"Hey ice girl, don't you want to take a shower?" ask Han Xiao idly.
"Hmm.." That was only the answer from Bing Xing.
"It's really ice" Han Xiao grumbled.
"Ahead was a small town called the city of leaves," Bing Xing said after which he sped his horse up.
Han Xiao was astonished by what the girl he called the ice sculpture was doing. Han Xiao shook his head slowly.
"Ren's sister, hold on Bul Bul. We will increase the speed" whispered Han Xiao.
Bul Bul Bul is the name that Ren Yanyu gave to the Blue Bull he was riding, also the Blue Bull liked the name. Han Xiao even suspected that Ren Yanyu could understand what the Blue Bull said because Ren Yanyu liked to talk to the Big Bull.
The Blue Bull dashed fiercely in pursuit of the Gas Horse that Bing Xing was riding, it could even surpass him.
"Come Bul Bul, defeat Xing'jiejie!" exclaim Ren Yanyu.
"Mooooooooo!!!" pekik Bul Bul then moves faster.
Han Xiao was astonished by what he had just experienced, This Blue Bull actually obeyed Ren Yanyu's words?
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