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714 The Shocking Change in the Royal City
A cup of tea, as pure as a thousand-year-old spring, slowly overflows, filling the air and bringing a sense of tranquility and peace. Its aroma seems to possess a magical power, penetrating the soul and bringing a sense of peace and serenity, as if a moment has lasted a thousand years.
Elder Yun struggled for a moment, but finally gave up, saying softly, 'This time, you win.'
He accepted his loss and carefully took out a piece of Qingxin Tea. There weren't many of these left, and he was too embarrassed to send a message to his daughter.
The tea swirls slowly in the pot, releasing an intoxicating aroma. As it is divided in two, one feels a sense of peace and tranquility, and thoughts drift back to the past.
A moment later, the two looked at each other and smiled, leaving all worldly concerns behind, only the tranquility and peace of mind brought by this cup of refreshing tea remained.
The old man couldn't help but exclaim, "Having a daughter is truly wonderful!"
His eyes were filled with undisguised envy.
Looking at Old Master Yun, who couldn't hide his pride and was enjoying his daughter's filial piety, it would be hard not to feel envious.
Nian Qiangguo slowly approached from outside, his armor and swords never leaving his body. Having broken through to the Martial King realm, he suddenly felt that his lifespan and true qi were no longer comparable. His true qi liquefied in strands, becoming more than ten times stronger than before.
He sensed a strange power within himself, and felt as if he had become several times lighter, able to rise with the wind. The difference in texture caused a tremendous change in his body.
During this period, he kept his armor and sword with him at all times, reflecting on and adapting to the many changes that followed his breakthrough.
Seeing the two elderly people quietly enjoying their tea, the aroma filling the air and the tranquility blending together, Nian Qiangguo smiled silently, gently put down his late-night snack—spicy braised pork noodles—not wanting to disturb the peace, and prepared to leave quietly.
Just as he was about to turn around, the sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, as if a huge black curtain thousands of feet long had fallen rapidly, completely covering the entire sky.
The sky was completely darkened, obscuring the moon and stars, leaving no trace of their light!
Only the lantern seemed to sway in the wind in the darkness, its candlelight dim, as if it were afraid.
Heaven and earth were silent, all was still; it came so suddenly!
At first glance, in the dead silence, looking out over thousands of miles, the wind howled as if a storm was about to break. It was as if an invisible hand was stirring up the wind and clouds in the night, and a terrifying apocalypse was about to sweep in.
Meanwhile, the ground beneath the surface was also trembling. It seemed that ordinary people were feeling the earth shaking.
The royal city is suppressed by the earth's vein dragon energy. If the royal city is not safe, where in the world is there any safe place?
A terrifying aura of death, causing fear and trembling in all living beings, surged forth from the depths of the earth, like a colossal beast, far too terrifying to be able to devour all living things, about to awaken, its oppressive power capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.
The aura surged underground, as if it were about to tear the earth apart, but it quickly vanished as if it had just been an illusion.
Dark clouds, strong winds, torrential rain, and a restless, evil aura from underground!
Sun Daru wore a simple Confucian robe. The fabric seemed ordinary, but it exuded a faint holy aura and lotus-like luster, as if it contained some extraordinary power, and his body was surrounded by a mysterious aura.
A wide belt cinched his waist, binding his robes, and on his finger hung an antique jade ring, which subtly echoed the jade ruler in his hand.
A terrifyingly powerful force emanated from the jade ruler, connecting with the ring in his hand, causing his arm to tremble slightly, as if bearing an immense weight.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he uttered a low growl, 'A repulsive aura... the demons have truly risen from the ashes.'
His eyes held an undisguised murderous intent, gathering power as if waiting for a fatal blow.
Soaring through the air to a height of a thousand feet, his figure streaked across the sky like a shooting star.
A thousand feet above, shrouded in clouds and mist, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring all around.
The wind howled, cutting through the air like sharp blades, making his robes flutter loudly.
Sun Daru's golden holy aura protected his body, instantly blocking the fierce winds of heaven and earth that were like sharp blades.
But the fierce winds between heaven and earth were relentless, and now they were like willow catkins gently blowing, lingering endlessly, which was annoying!
Sun Daru's eyes were slightly cold, like the biting wind of a deep winter in the north, piercing and chilling.
Gazing in the direction of the palace, his eyes revealed an exaggerated, almost disgusted expression.
I'm angry at their lack of ambition!
Deep within his pupils, a raging fire seemed to burn. He gripped the jade ruler tightly in his hand, thinking to himself, 'It's that repulsive aura again. Is it the First Prince?'
This is really putting me in a difficult position.
With a slight smile, a hint of weariness and a ruthless curve at the corner of his mouth, he resembled a sharp blade, gleaming with cold light.
His smile was filled with dissatisfaction and disappointment, as if the actions of the person in the palace during this period were nothing but child's play in his eyes. The higher his expectations were before, the more disappointed he was now.
Seeing the black aura growing increasingly terrifying, and the faint outline of a gigantic black dragon about to devour the sky, Sun Daru's eyes held a hint of helplessness and uncertainty.
Suddenly, a person appeared, with a familiar, graceful figure.
Dan Ruyu came gently in the wind, like a willow in the wind, light yet resilient, arriving gracefully.
Wearing a thin, form-fitting cheongsam, with peach blossoms in full bloom, the dress clung to her figure like flowing water, outlining her graceful curves, and was as pure and beautiful as moonlight.
With her long, flowing hair and elegant face, she resembled a newly blossoming peach blossom, fair with a hint of pink. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, and her eyes were like brimming autumn water.
Like a beautiful butterfly, she swayed gently in the wind and came before Sun Daru, slightly raising her chin, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes.
She spoke softly, her voice filled with obvious disgust and disdain: "The First Prince just sent word that he wants to meet with me privately, promising me many benefits."
Dan Ruyu looked at Sun Daru with a hint of expectation in her eyes. Her gaze was inexplicable, revealing emotions she had never concealed. Whether it was true or false, she had never known before, and she could never know now.
Upon hearing this, Sun Daru neither responded nor met Shan Ruyu's gaze, his gaze involuntarily avoiding hers, as if his status forbade it, or as if he had never had any romantic feelings for his children.
He waved his hand dismissively, as if to ward off a minor speck of dust.
His eyes remained clear and bright like autumn water, but a barely perceptible anger was quietly brewing deep within them.
Anger, like an undercurrent hidden beneath a calm lake, surges and churns, waiting only for the opportune moment to erupt. The mind is as cold as a vast expanse of ice and snow; the hands clench, unknowingly tightening even further.
He stepped out into the wind, instantly appearing a hundred feet away, with only one sentence carried on the wind: 'Do not follow me into the royal palace!'
A fleeting smile crossed Shan Ruyu's eyes, followed by a flash of murderous intent. Staring in the direction of the palace, she turned and disappeared quickly.
However, after a short while, the wealthy and ordinary people in the city suddenly felt a chill all around them.