Chapter 584: Chapter 184: Heading to Shangwu Dynasty! Annihilate All Blood Gu Sect Disciples! (10k Word Mega Chapter - Seeking Subscriptions)_6
Anyway, she, Yun Jiuqing, couldn’t think of it.
Fortunately...
The event was over.
Probably?
"Yes!" Xing Fengzi also felt very emotional. The experiences he encountered on his descent from the mountain... he felt were richer than those of many seniors within his sect.
At the same time, he furrowed his brows slightly and said worriedly, "However, after our departure, the Imperial City won’t fall into such chaos again, will it?"
He was quite concerned about the commoners in the Imperial City, after all, in front of so many Blood Gu Cult disciples adept in witchcraft, these commoners had no power to resist whatsoever.
Moreover, Xing Fengzi was also quite dissatisfied with the local cultivators in the Imperial City.
Last night, Xing Fengzi also left the Imperial Palace to help the citizens of the Imperial City by eliminating the Blood Gu Sect disciples.
But he hadn’t seen any of the local monks or Taoist priests taking action. Those who did help were mostly cultivators from other places.
Even many family clans had closed their doors to visitors.
"It shouldn’t." Yun Jiuqing shook her head, "The disciples of the Blood Gu Sect are human after all, not immortals. Inside the Imperial City, the number of corrupt officials colluding with the Blood Gu Sect is minimal. Having managed to infiltrate so many of their disciples... must be their limit, right?"
Actually, even as she laid out this analysis, Yun Jiuqing herself wasn’t quite certain.
But most likely, that should be the case, right?
"Daoist Priest Fan, where should we set off for next?" Yun Jiuqing looked at the few rather luxurious carriages and touched a strong, tall horse beside her, curiously asking.
To be honest, the journey from Nanjun Prefecture Government to the Great Zhou Imperial City had been covered on foot.
Switching to these luxurious carriages all of a sudden made her feel somewhat unaccustomed.
However, the idea of having carriages didn’t seem too bad.
Besides, these were carriages from within the Imperial Palace. Perhaps these carriages had once been used to transport an Emperor or some concubine. She had never imagined that in her lifetime, she would have the opportunity to ride in a carriage from the Great Zhou Imperial Palace.
Even the Crown Prince of Great Zhou had personally gifted these carriages to Daoist Priest Fan.
Quite generous indeed!
"The Shangwu Dynasty." While leading Old Blue Ox, Fan Wu allowed the beast to board a rather large carriage pulled by four strong, tall horses.
To pull one person plus an ox was more than enough.
The other two carriages, though smaller, were speedy and could easily transport one person each.
The Crown Prince of Great Zhou had even ordered craftsmen to modify the carriages overnight.
For instance, installing a comfortable bed inside the carriage compartment, allowing one to rest and sleep directly inside the carriage.
With such an arrangement.
Even when stopping to rest in the wild, there would be no need to rest outside; one could sleep comfortably in the carriage.
He even had the craftsmen add some storage space, enabling the carriages to carry more supplies.
If loaded all at once.
It would suffice for ten days to half a month.
And the Destiny Coffin? Such an object had by default been permitted by the Great Zhou Dynasty to follow Fan Wu. The Destiny Coffin had its own wheels, letting it move on its own.
Or rather, one could quickly tie it with a rope and let any of the carriages tow it along.
Convenient.
Convenient!
"The Shangwu Dynasty?" But upon hearing Fan Wu’s response, Yun Jiuqing couldn’t help but pause, "It sounds familiar."
"Is it that large dynasty to the south of the Great Zhou Dynasty?" Xing Fengzi said curiously, "I remember my master once mentioned it."
"That’s right," said Fan Wu. "It is indeed the Shangwu Dynasty. We need to set off from the border of Nanjun Prefecture, pass through a neighboring country called the Great Yan Dynasty, and then cross a strait to get there."
It sounded very simple coming from Fan Wu’s mouth.
But upon careful thought, one would realize just how arduous the journey would be, considering it spanned across so many dynasties!
The Great Zhou Dynasty.
The Great Yan Dynasty.
The Shangwu Dynasty.
Essentially, this journey required stringing together all three dynasties.
Neither Xing Fengzi nor Yun Jiuqing made any move to ask Fan Wu why he wanted to travel to such a distant kingdom.
They felt that if Daoist Priest Fan was making this decision, he certainly had his reasons.
Very soon,
a party of three people, plus one ox and a herd of horses, began their departure.
Fan Wu wasn’t very skilled at driving a horse carriage, but under the pressure of his aura, the two tall horses pulling the carriage didn’t dare to misbehave, and the carriage rode very smoothly.
Xing Fengzi, on the other hand, was driving another carriage and followed closely behind. He was a bit unpracticed, and on several occasions nearly took a wrong turn.
Yun Jiuqing followed closely behind them; she was with Old Blue Ox, and her carriage was the largest. Besides, the tall horses pulling her carriage were the most numerous.
As the young mistress of the Yun Clan of Nanjun Prefecture Government, Yun Jiuqing was extremely adept at handling a horse carriage.
As time incessantly passed by,
the silhouettes of their party drifted increasingly farther from the Great Zhou Imperial City.
...
"Your Highness, Crown Prince, Daoist Fan Wu and his companions have left the Imperial City. Judging by their direction, they seem to be heading towards Nanjun," reported a member of the Imperial City’s Qintian Division to the Crown Prince of Great Zhou.
"So soon?" murmured the Crown Prince of Great Zhou. "I had thought that Daoist Priest Fan and his companions would stay in the Imperial City for a few more days."
Truthfully, he was quite reluctant to see Fan Wu leave the city.
There was no helping it, who could match the power of Fan Wu?
Moreover, not only was Daoist Priest Fan powerful, but he was also an avowed enemy of evil, naturally standing on the same side as the Great Zhou Imperial Court.
If he, the Crown Prince of Great Zhou... could secure the strong support of Daoist Priest Fan, it would surely be easy to sweep away many difficulties one by one, right?
Unfortunately, Daoist Priest Fan had no interest whatsoever in fame or profits.
Even if he were offered the role of National Preceptor,
to enjoy the supreme status second only to one, above tens of thousands,
or even the position above millions, second to none, he could promise that to him.
But Daoist Priest Fan was not willing.
Or rather...
he was not interested!
"Alas!" sighed the Crown Prince of Great Zhou. Indeed, how could such a personage be confined by courtly rules? How could someone who lived so freely fancy the burdensome regulations of the imperial palace?
Given there was no opportunity,
he would not insist.
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