Silence drifted in the night.
The shadows in the vicinity of the spirit vein slowly retreated.
“AHHH...!”
From time to time, a shout of agony would sound, but peace would swiftly be restored to the mountain range.
The spiritual energy in the spirit vein was extremely concentrated, but no one dared to approach it. After the emergence of dozens of corpses after the first day, everyone learned a formidable existence occupied the spirit vein.
It was as if those who had dared to barge onto the grounds had disappeared into another world. The area would be completely silent for a few moments before a corpse was abruptly tossed out of the mist. These corpses revealed the gruesome manner in which those invaders had died, and it sent shivers down the spines of those watching.
Thus, those foolish enough to barge in rapidly halted.
As dawn slowly set onto the world, the crowd gradually retreated.
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On the mountain where the spirit vein was centered, in the midst of a thick layer of mist, the Demonic Emperor Old Man gazed into the distance beyond the mountain before exhaling deeply. From the onset of the night until now, he had dealt with many waves of malicious spies.
However, the number of men beyond the mountain only continued to increase. Even the Demonic Emperor Old Man couldn't help but feel a little troubled over this matter. Without any forceful methods, it would be difficult for him to keep them under control. It was fortunate that he had managed to deter most of them after putting his heart into slaughtering a few of the invading experts.
Otherwise, if anyone could come and go freely from the spirit vein, it would be a huge mess.
The training regimes that Wang Chong had planned would be affected as well.
"Let's hope that they will be deterred with this," the Demonic Emperor Old Man sighed, before fetching a pigeon from his loose sleeves. Lifting his hands up, he sent the pigeon into the sky.
Whether the matter here was a blessing or a disaster, he would inform Wang Chong and allow him to decide for himself.
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As the day approached afternoon, a green carriage slowly drove through the bustling streets and eventually stopped at the residence of an influential official of the royal court, Wang Gen.
Opening the carriage, Wang Chong walked out.
After spending half a day dealing with other crucial matters, Wang Chong finally arrived at Big Uncle Wang Gen's residence.
Towering walls surrounded the residence, and two massive crouching lions stood at the gates. By the sides hung two large red lanterns.
Through the slit in between the gate, he could vaguely see a refreshing and elegant bamboo garden.
Big Uncle Wang Gen was an academic official, and perhaps due to Duke Jiu's influence, he had great interest in aesthetics as well. The bamboo garden was laid out in a fashion identical to that in the Four Quarters Embassy, seemingly revealing his inclination toward the plum blossom, orchid, chrysanthemum, and bamboo*.
This wasn't Wang Chong's first time here, but the emotions he harbored at this moment were very different from any other occasions.
It is also about time to talk to big uncle about that matter, Wang Chong thought as he gazed upon the majestic residence. He had received Big Uncle Wang Gen's pigeon yesterday, but he didn't reply immediately. Instead, he chose to pay him a visit personally.
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The Human Emperor (200-400)
FantasyNOT MINE. OFFLINE READING PURPOSE. Author:Huangfu Qi, 皇甫奇 Alternative names:Nhân Hoàng Kỷ, Ren Huang Ji, THE, The Records of the Human Emperor, 人皇纪 Source:StarveCleric Forcefully brought over from the modern world to an alternate world, Wang Chon...