Chapter 368: Chapter 158: Golden Fate—Is He My Destiny-Appointed Virtuous Minister? Zuo Shanhe’s Dream of Nanke!
What the hell?
Upon hearing Luo Fuyao’s words, Jixia was somewhat confused.
According to his own memory, the current dominant force in the Northwest Land is called Great Yin.
Before Great Yin, it was said that there existed a massive unified empire of the Eastern Land, the Xuandi Dynasty, which once conferred dukes in all directions, naming them as kings of the Profound Clan.
Before the decline of Great Profound, it was always so.
So in the first few decades after the establishment of Great Yin, this place was under the control of the Profound King Lineage.
But isn’t Luo Fuyao the legitimate daughter of the current Yin King? Known as "Princess Fu Yao," named after one of the Northwest Five States, she enjoys utmost favor!
How... did she get involved with the previous Profound King Lineage again?
Jixia was rather curious.
Moreover, it’s not just sensitivity, but as someone who once reached the Primordial Pill, mastering Divine Soul, in terms of foundation, he surpassed the current Luo Fuyao Great Innate Peak by a margin...
Inexplicably, he always felt that,
the woman in front seemed to gaze more towards himself than the so-called "World’s First Mysterious Sect"...
"Did I overthink it?"
Jixia pondered.
But at this moment,
An old voice came over:
"Li Treading Immortal."
"Bring her... over here."
...
Mountain and River Hall.
Zuo Shanhe sat on the Grandmaster’s Chair, the furnace before him crackling.
Luo Fuyao arrived at this mountain gate all alone.
She left her attendants, guards, even those who earnestly advised her behind in the Divine Capital, and with the Yin King’s approval, rushed to the Life and Death Mountain and River Sect.
After leaving Ming Huang State and entering Tongye State, ruled by Duke Tongye, she further disbanded all her servants and aides, venturing into Nirvana Mountain alone.
At this moment, the Golden Silk Phoenix Feather Robe she wore in the Divine Capital, various glazed ornaments, gemstone accessories, all the bright and dazzling objects, had faded from her body.
Leaving behind only a white dress, appearing clean and neat, spirited and heroic, riding a white horse with her hair bound in a crown, from the back view, she resembled more of a noble scion on an adventure.
"Princess Fu Yao, Luo Fuyao..."
"Ah."
"I really did not expect that you would come to this Life and Death Mountain and River Sect."
"Plainly speaking, the Secret Technique, Divine Techniques, and skills of Great Yin are much stronger than the insights derived from the fragmented texts of the Sixteen Leading Sects."
"Even I, in my past days, could not claim a mastery higher than the First Generation Yin King or the Six Pillars of Divine Blood."
"But even so,"
"Why did you still travel miles from the Divine Capital to come here?"
"Your biological father, who painstakingly pursued the Profound for twenty years without success, out of sympathy, I promised his descendants a chance to enter my sect if a fortune allowed."
"But..."
"I have already disbanded the sect, ceased taking apprentices or teaching, and even my lifespan is nearing its twilight. You come at this moment, I have nothing to offer, nothing to teach."
Before Jixia’s eyes, Zuo Shanhe unapologetically revealed Luo Fuyao’s identity.
Causing Jixia to turn his head abruptly, his eyes flickered with surprise.
"This Luo Fuyao... turns out to be a daughter of the former dynasty, living under someone else’s roof?"
But Luo Fuyao remained calm upon hearing this:
"Mountain and River Immortal, my journey from Divine Capital to Nirvana Mountain is a privilege my mother painstakingly sought for me."
"Since I’ve ventured out, I have no intention of returning."
"I am ’pureblood’ human tribe, and most of the current Sixteen Leading Sects propose that ’within the human body lies a great treasury,’ a concept beyond external seeking."
"Divine Blood Nobility and demonic creatures inherently possess formidable innate talent, but in terms of postnatal pursuit of ’magic arts,’ they fall far behind the human tribe’s Dao blood, full of spiritual grace."
"I carry the pure Profound King Bloodline, my mother hails from the Luoshui Clan, born close to Dao, bearing Qi from birth. Why pursue a stray path instead of seeking the great Dao?"
"According to ancient records, centuries or thousands of years ago, in the Grotto Heaven, Magic Era, the enemies and rivals of the human tribe were only themselves or some unknown, inscrutable entity, not demons or Half-Demons."
"Now Great Yin feels like a cage to me, and within mere decades of its establishment, battles and turmoil have been relentless. Its national destiny is unlikely to last long, given this..."
"I bear the blood of the last Profound King, the legitimate lineage, and currently the only surviving Northwest Xuan Prince’s Descendant, determined to rectify and establish the human order once more!"
She looked earnestly at the Elder True Master before her, speaking each word firmly and powerfully.
It was evident that everything spoken was heartfelt.
A mere woman could utter such ’words of swallowing miles like a tiger’... at a glance, she was not meant for obscurity.
Even Jixia, when looking at Luo Fuyao, couldn’t help but add a hint of admiration to his gaze.
"This Luo Fuyao looks barely over twenty, when the Profound King fell, she probably had just been born, how could she harbor sentiments or righteousness then."
"But..."
"Setting aside identity, being able to speak of ’rebellion’ so refreshingly, righteously, destined to become someone significant."
Isn’t it true that,
If Song Brahman Mirror had half the decisiveness of Luo Fuyao, she would have fled far away and not struggled within her heart, wavering and then rotting in Yunluan Mountain.
How would she end up bearing the blame afterward, carrying it for decades, even now not yet disproven worldwide."
But this Luo Fuyao feels no psychological burden, staying in the Great Yin Divine Capital constrained at every turn. When discontent, she journeys miles to Tongye State, brazenly mentioning ’rebellion,’ even...
