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Chapter 227: Back!
Chapter 227: Back! (Third Update, Seeking Monthly Votes)
"I think we should directly attack Qingzhou."
A Demon suggested solemnly, "If a major battle breaks out at Dragon City River of the Dead, our plan to attack the Great Yu Divine Dynasty will have to be postponed again. Now that the Virtue Treasure Vault has appeared, and the Mourning Rivers are under the control of the Great Yu Divine Dynasty, we pay little attention to these rivers on a regular basis, so we definitely won’t be able to outcompete them."
"Only a swift attack will give us a chance!"
"With the Black Mountain Wasteland Deity present, that old coot from Qian Dao Palace won’t dare to come out easily, otherwise, the Imperial Capital will surely fall!"
"Hmph, you Holy Palace people naturally say that, but our Dragon Gate’s Great Elder is still inside", another Demon said darkly.
"Dragon King, what do you think?"
The Palace Master of the Holy Palace spoke, looking at the leader of the Dragon Gate beside him.
Since the Candlelight Deity was not present, this secret discussion did not include the Demons of the Void Realm. It was just a decision between the two of them.
The Demons of the Void Realm had repeatedly requested their help, urging them to rescue their Patriarch... but with the Candlelight Deity absent, they paid no heed to the other Void Realm Demon Kings.
Moreover, the young man had previously slain seven Demon Kings, causing the Void Realm to suffer heavy losses. If the Candlelight Deity did not return, the Void Realm would no longer be a top-tier Demon force, and they would naturally be divided and devoured.
Those unwilling to submit would only meet their end!
"Let’s wait another month."
After a long silence, the Dragon King spoke in a low voice. "If he hasn’t emerged by then, we will swiftly attack Qingzhou and exterminate the Li clan!"
Seeing this, the Palace Master of the Holy Palace nodded slightly and did not argue further.
...
...
In the vast Great Wasteland Sky.
In a valley shrouded in miasma, a figure was rapidly advancing. He stopped on a peak, and suddenly, his palm felt a slight warmth, and a golden light appeared.
"Hmm?"
This figure was none other than Li Tiangang.
His battle armor was damaged, and he looked weary from his journey, but the flesh wounds inflicted by Li Xiaoran had already healed.
Seeing the golden paper appear and the message on it, he was momentarily stunned.
Virtue Treasure Vault?
He was somewhat surprised. What was this?
Looking around, he found a hidden crevice in the rocks. Activating his Divine Sense, he probed the Virtue Treasure Vault.
Soon, Li Tiangang’s Divine Sense withdrew from the Virtue Treasure Vault, his face filled with shock.
This Virtue Treasure Vault was a treasure trove!
"Who is this Chong Er, to have accumulated one hundred thousand Virtue points all at once?"
Li Tiangang was inwardly amazed. He thought about the Fourth Establishment Realm Experts he knew, but only a few were from Jianghu, and they had long vanished, pursuing higher Martial Dao.
"Such a strange name, with no surname. He must not be from the older generation of any other Divine General Manor. Otherwise, he would have proudly displayed his surname, bringing glory to his family and reaping many benefits."
"The Merit Board is also a list of virtuous people, where good deeds earn fame."
Li Tiangang’s eyes flickered, realizing the significant meaning of the Virtue Treasure Vault to the Great Yu Divine Dynasty.
"It seems the fate of our Great Yu Divine Dynasty has arrived. Who would have thought that the Mourning Rivers would hide such a mysterious and powerful secret? It turns out that in the past, no one had accumulated enough Virtue to truly uncover the benefits of the Mourning Rivers."
Li Tiangang thought to himself.
For thousands of years, no one had discovered the secrets of the Mourning Rivers, yet they had been revealed today.
He couldn’t help but admire and be curious about this Chong Er.
What had this person done that even the Wang Family couldn’t accomplish in hundreds of years?
Moreover, before the Virtue Treasure Vault was activated, no one knew about it. Apart from the Wang Family, few were willing to risk their lives to clear a Yudu Grade Deceased River.
How difficult and dangerous must that have been?
"This predecessor must be a kind and benevolent person", Li Tiangang thought.
Without any benefit, to risk so much and succeed in clearing the river, it showed that the person had the ability to destroy the Mourning River and easily escape from it.
But to choose the most difficult path was truly admirable!
"Once we return, His Majesty will likely bestow great honors upon this person, granting them a title and a noble rank!"
"However, once the Virtue Treasure Vault opens, Mourning River will likely become a hot commodity. The Wang Family... might finally have the opportunity to act."
"Perhaps upon our return, His Majesty will consult me about the redivision of the Great Provinces. He will likely cede a small portion of military power, returning what the Wang Family lost in the past..."
Li Tiangang's thoughts grew deeper, his mind wandering.
But a distant, beast-like growl snapped him back to reality.
This place was still the Great Wasteland Sky.
"These matters can wait. The most pressing task now is to find Li Hao."
Li Tiangang quickly regained his focus, pushing the thoughts to the back of his mind.
Thinking of Li Hao, he remembered his father's mournful cries on his deathbed, a lump forming in his throat.
But soon, his gaze hardened, and he took off, weaving through the miasma, racing toward the Ji Family, hoping it wasn't too late.
……
……
In the Great Wasteland Sky, within the Ji Family's territory.
As the notification of Mourning River's clearance faded, Li Hao's thoughts returned to the present.
He suspected the Great Yu Divine Dynasty would be shaken by this news, but he didn't care. Fame was a burden to him.
After all, even though his rise to fame brought him immense glory, it didn't make his life any better.
People chase after fame, but he only wanted a peaceful life.
"Let's go."
Ji Yunge had already flown ahead, clearly eager.
Li Hao caught up and asked, "Senior, now that Mourning River has disappeared, can you return to the Ji Family Ancestral Hall?"
He thought of his grandfather by blood, and a sigh escaped his lips.
He longed to return home, but could only visit briefly.
That brief visit would never fill the void of all his regrets and longing.
"I can return, but like your grandfather, I have been too deeply eroded by Mourning River. Now that it's gone, I will also fade away."
Ji Yunge chuckled, his tone carefree and unconstrained.
"But I am stronger than your grandfather, so I can last a bit longer, stay a bit more, at least long enough to see my old friends and comrades..."
With that, he waved his hand forward.
A ripple, like a crease in the air, appeared before them.
Ji Yunge's body passed through it effortlessly.
Seeing this, Li Hao followed.
But as his wrist touched the ripple, it felt slightly warm, and the Crimson Vine Ring was blocked.
"Ugh, I can't enter..."
The Crimson Vine Demon King extended a tentacle, looking both tense and aggrieved.
The ripple then slightly cracked, forming a small gap, from which Ji Yunge's voice came, "Come in now."
Li Hao immediately extended the Crimson Vine Ring toward the gap and stepped through.
A soft, water-like sensation swept over his body, and the scene before him changed completely.
Divine light filled the sky, and a majestic holy mountain floated in the distance. Around it, several floating islands were scattered, each with grand palaces, truly a paradise on earth!
Li Hao stared in awe, wondering how such a place could exist.
Ji Yunge's figure appeared ahead, calling, "Come quickly."
Li Hao didn't hesitate, hurrying to catch up.
In front of the holy mountain, a long, white dragon-like staircase stretched for dozens of miles, leading to the edge of the Ji Family's territory.
At the end of the staircase stood a grand Dragon Gate.
The gate was carved from strange stones, with dozens of dragons coiling and connecting, as if the bodies of many dragons had been cast into a single structure, creating a formidable and awe-inspiring sight.
Before the Dragon Gate, a group of young figures in peculiar attire, each with the ancient character "Ji" on their chests, stood guard.
Seeing Li Hao and Ji Yunge flying down the staircase, the Ji Family guards were taken aback.
They could enter the mountain gate freely, clearly members of the Ji Family, but both Ji Yunge and Li Hao were unfamiliar to them.
"Y-You're Elder Yunge?!"
Suddenly, one of the older guards recognized Ji Yunge and couldn't hide his excitement.
"Yes, it's me."
Ji Yunge smiled slightly. In the past, he would have ignored these young ones, but now, every landscape and every place here felt precious and nostalgic to him.
After all, he wouldn't be able to see them again soon.
"Greetings, Elder Yunge!"
The other guards also recognized him and quickly bowed in respect.
Ji Yunge turned to Li Hao, saying, "You have a special status, wait here while I go speak with the old brothers."
"Alright."
Li Hao nodded, then bowed slightly, "I bid you farewell, Senior."
Ji Yunge's eyes softened, understanding the meaning behind Li Hao's words.
It was a farewell, a final goodbye.
He smiled warmly, "Child, it's a pity I don't have much time left, but I can't see you become the Ji Family's prodigy. However, it's enough. Bringing you back here will ensure the Ji Family regains its glory in the Great Wasteland and intimidates the other Holy Races!"
He chuckled, reaching out to gently pat Li Hao’s shoulder, his eyes kind and warm.
Then, he no longer lingered, his body transforming into a streak of green light that soared past the mountain gate, rapidly ascending along the towering staircase that seemed to reach the heavens.
During the decades he was confined in the Mourning River, influenced by his obsession, he spent each day building a mountain.
A sacred mountain in his heart.
A sacred mountain that he could never reach.
But it wasn’t until he met Li Hao, who shattered the sacred mountain he had built, and brought him out of the Mourning River, returning him to the true sacred mountain in reality.
"Brother Tianchao, your Third Brother is back!"
"Brother Four, Little Six, are you still there?!"
"I, Ji Yunge, am back!!"
The green light ascended, and Ji Yunge's voice echoed across the sacred mountain.
This caused countless people within the Ji Family’s sacred mountain to look up in shock. Initially, they were startled, wondering who would dare to be so bold. But when they heard Ji Yunge’s name, they were all stunned.
One of the Ji Family’s three great warriors, had actually returned?!
"Third Brother?!"
"Is it really Third Brother?!"
After a brief pause, several figures suddenly burst out from the most magnificent palaces in the sky above the sacred mountain, shouting excitedly.
When they clearly saw Ji Yunge’s ethereal soul form in mid-air, their pupils dilated, and their faces immediately showed a mix of excitement and sorrow as they rushed over.
"Third Brother!!"
"Third Brother, why did you take so long to come back? We searched everywhere for you..."
The three of them surrounded Ji Yunge. When they saw his faint ethereal soul form, their eyes filled with sadness.
They had already held a funeral for Ji Yunge after his death and buried his scattered remains.
But they had searched everywhere and never found his soul, unable to bring him back to the Ancestral Hall. Now, they could finally see him again!
"Being swept away by the Mourning River was just my bad luck..."
Ji Yunge smiled, explaining. In reality, he knew that even if he didn’t explain, his old brothers would guess the reason.
Apart from being confined in the Mourning River, there was no other explanation. There was also the possibility of being utterly destroyed by another Ancient Holy Clan, but he wasn’t that weak.
As Ji Yunge’s voice echoed, more and more Ji Family warriors appeared, rushing over.
When they saw Ji Yunge’s soul, they were all surprised and excited, some unable to control their emotions, covering their faces and weeping.
"Xiao Mu..."
"Child..."
Ji Yunge looked at the many figures rushing over. Among them, a figure rushed forward, her eyes filled with excitement—his wife.
Though they had been married for many years, he still called her by her nickname. Both of them had gray hair, but in his heart, she was still Xiao Mu.
The Xiao Mu who had accompanied him through half a lifetime of battles.
Other voices also called out, shouting excitedly for their father!
"Grandpa..."
A young voice came from a girl radiating the aura of the Tianren Realm, with bright eyes and a curious expression, standing beside her mother.
Her mother, Ji Yunge’s daughter-in-law, looked somewhat reserved, only letting her child call out, while she stood by with a face full of excitement and joy.
"Is this my granddaughter?"
Ji Yunge’s eyes widened slightly as he looked at the girl, feeling as if he was seeing the young faces of Ji Qingqing and the others.
"Yes, Father, this is your granddaughter, Ji Niange."
A tall, muscular man beside him said, his voice trembling with excitement.
Ji Yunge was slightly stunned. Ji Niange, in memory of a song...
His heart stirred, and he patted his son’s shoulder, his voice trembling: "Thank you all for your hard work."
"Father, it wasn’t hard. It’s good to have you back."
The muscular man quickly said, "I’ll take you to the Ancestral Hall first, or else you’ll waste Soul Power here."
"That’s right, make way, let Third Brother go to the Ancestral Hall first."
The several powerful elders who had rushed over hurriedly said.
The old woman who had thrown herself into Ji Yunge’s arms, her eyes red from tears, also came to her senses. She wiped away her tears and said to Ji Yunge:
"The children have been waiting for you for a long time. It’s good to have you back, it’s good to have you back..."
Ji Yunge had initially wanted to say that there was no need to go to the Ancestral Hall, as his body would dissipate soon anyway, and going there wouldn’t help.
But seeing their excited faces, he decided to wait until everyone calmed down a bit before discussing it.
Moreover, since he had returned, he should pay his respects to the Ancestor.
So, accompanied by everyone, they headed towards the Ji Family’s Ancestral Hall.
"I never thought Elder Ji could return. Truly, the heavens are protecting our Ji Family!"
The crowd surrounded Ji Yunge, and while his immediate family was especially excited, everyone else also wore joyful expressions.
Before they even reached the Ancestral Hall, a figure rushed over, shouting excitedly: "Third Brother!"
"Tianchao!"
Ji Yunge saw him, his eyes welling up, and he shouted back, his emotions running high.
(End of Chapter)
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