Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills Chapter 270

Chapter 270: Chapter 24: It's better for people not to become famous

Translator: 549690339

Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan traveled together, passing many sects along the way.

They saw many beautiful landscapes of the Spiritual Mountains, such as spiritual birds and beasts moving through the mountains, tigers lying on stone platforms taking naps, and green snakes coiling among panaceas, absorbing the spiritual qi.

The looks of these spiritual birds and beasts were elegant and noble, clearly different from the demons found outside. They appeared to be exotic beasts that were raised in captivity.

Around the treasured peaks of the sects in the sky, cultivators could often be seen landing from flying cranes or leaving on them.

These flying cranes were undoubtedly the mounts of sect disciples, specially used for carrying people. Their speed was comparable to cultivators in the Initiation Stage, which was not slow at all. More importantly, traveling on them did not consume their magic power. When Zhao Huai passed by a spiritual mountain, he accidentally discovered a banquet taking place.

There were hundreds of people, young men and women, and the middle-aged, all with extraordinary auras. Very few were in the Initiation Stage, most of them were cultivators in the Golden Core Realm.

An elder in a scholarly robe sat in a high stone chair, chatting with a beautiful woman in a pleated skirt.

In the center, a middle-aged man in a green shirt was playing a guqin, while other cultivators blew flutes, drank wine, talked and laughed, or danced to the music. Some even drank a large pot of wine heartily, showing their boldness.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Huai couldn't help but sigh.

It seemed that cultivators did have recreational activities after all, not as boring as rumors suggested.

This was the peaceful life of the celestial world.

While the elder in the scholarly robe and the woman in the pleated skirt were chatting happily, the woman seemed to notice Zhao Huai's presence. She glanced at him, then said something to the elder.

Upon carefully listening, the elder in the scholarly robe revealed a smile, stopped talking, and, looking in Zhao Huai's direction, transmitted a message with a smile:

“Since it is Royal Crown Prince of Yan Country, why not come in and sit down?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the cultivators playing music around them all stopped, looked up in surprise, and gazed at the handsome young man in white in the sky.

Especially the woman in the pleated skirt, her eyes sparkled.

The gentle breeze continued to blow, and everyone remained silent, waiting for Zhao Huai's response, their eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.

At this moment, Zhao Huai happened to be passing over their heads. Seeing the smiling gazes of these elegant scholars, he felt slightly annoyed.

Their enthusiasm was hard to resist, after all.

Seeing Zhao Huai's expression, Yu Qinghan chuckled and said:

“Husband, since they called you, why not go? These people are young talents of the Spiritual Mountain Sects. Although they cannot compare with the Immortal Sects, it is absolutely right to make good connections in the blessed land of the Spiritual Mountain.”

Zhao Huai sighed, “Let's listen to my wife then. It's not that I don't want to go, but I'm not good at dealing with people. The more people there are, the more awkward I feel. In all those years in Jinzhou, I didn't know many people.”

In simpler terms, he was a bit socially anxious.

“Don't worry, I'm here.”

Yu Qinghan reassured him briefly, then took Zhao Huai by the hand and arrived at the elegant floating island.

At the entrance of the floating island, there were two cloud-catching phoenix birds with cloud-white wings and brilliantly colorful feathers that looked extremely noble and pure.

The cloud-catching phoenix bird was a strange auspicious bird with a very thin phoenix bloodline in its body. It had no combat power but looked quite beautiful.

Zhao Huai also found it very peculiar and couldn't help but think of his own myna bird.

He casually asked:

“Madam, did you take the myna bird from the pawnshop with you?”

“Mhm, I'm raising it in the Imperial Palace of Xia.”

“Oh.”

Zhao Huai nodded thoughtfully and soon arrived in front of the various cultivators. They looked at him solemnly, bowed slightly, smiled and nodded, or raised their drinks in a toast. All of them had one thing in common: their smiles were filled with goodwill.

The middle-aged man in the green shirt playing the guqin was the first to get up and pay his respects, smiling and saying: “Welcome, Prince Zhao Huai, to my Fengxi Mountain.”

“And who is this?”

He asked with a smile when he saw Yu Qinghan.

“Oh, this is my wife.” Zhao Huai explained directly.

“So, it's the Crown Prince's Wife, my apologies.”

The middle-aged man in the green shirt looked enlightened and bowed his hands.

“Please sit, everyone is waiting.”

Zhao Huai nodded, returned a bow, and then took his seat with his wife.

The young geniuses of the various sects were surprised by Zhao Huai's youthful appearance and an extraordinary root and bone upon seeing him up close.

Well-mannered, not showing any fear, and at ease, he was truly deserving of the title of Yan Country's Crown Prince.

At that moment, their hearts were filled with a few good impressions of this descendant of Ancestor Yan Zu.

After sitting down, Zhao Huai looked at the woman in the pleated skirt, who he had seen earlier, and after examining her for a while, he couldn't help but feel she looked familiar.

The woman had a beautiful appearance and a graceful figure, with a mini Guqin on her snow-white neck, and an elusive aura.

She was also looking at him, not sneakily, but openly, and even nodded her head towards him, effectively greeting him.

Zhao Huai suddenly remembered.

Wasn't she the strict female gatekeeper he had just encountered upon entering the Spiritual Mountains? Gu Tianji had said she had a stubborn temperament and was like a man at heart, but what was her name?

It seemed to be Cai Yuxiang.

A true disciple of the Heavenly Star Sacred Sect.

The elder in the scholarly robe stroked his beard and smiled, looking at Zhao Huai, “Your Highness, the news of your arrival in our Spiritual Mountains has spread to all the major sects. Many disciples were eager to meet you, and now that they have finally had the chance, they found that you were indeed as talented and elegant as the rumors said.”

Did he unexpectedly become a celebrity?

Zhao Huai's mouth twitched, not as happy as he had imagined, his voice clear and gentle:

“I am truly flattered.”

“I am just a cultivator like everyone here. The title of Crown Prince is just a worldly identity, there's no need for everyone to be so polite. I see you all as elegant scnolars, vvnlle 1 am Just a common person. 1 orrena you In any way later, please do not take it to heart.”

“No harm done, no harm done.”

The elder in the scholarly robe laughed and spoke.”lnitially, we were just casually gathering and discussing the great Dao of the world. Since Your Highness has arrived, let me introduce you to them. In the future, you will have some support in Spiritual Mountain.”

“Let me introduce myself first. My surname is Ye, and I come from the Yan Sheng Mansion. You can call me Elder Ye.”

Then, Elder Ye looked at the silent young cultivator who was looking around and could not help but smile and scold.

“Didn't you all claim that the Crown Prince of Yan Country is the leader of this world? Why are you silent when you meet him in person?”

After being scolded like this, some people slowly stood up and introduced themselves.

“Taihao Sword Sect, Li Pianran. If there's anything I can help you with in the future, just let me know.”

A handsome young master stood up and greeted with a smile.

“Yunxia Sect, Huang Yucheng.”

“I thought the Crown Prince would be around fifty years old, but he's younger than I thought. His cultivation level deserves to be called a senior.”

A beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure stepped forward and bowed gracefully.

In Spiritual Mountain, every well-known young genius reported their identities. Zhao Huai didn't remember many of them, but Yu Qinghan had each one in her heart.

“Heavenly Star Sacred Sect, Cai Yuxiang.”

The last one to introduce herself was the woman in robes next to Elder Ye, Cai

Yuxiang.

She glanced at Zhao Huai and said earnestly:

“I've met with Your Highness before, at the entrance of Spiritual Mountain. If I offended you then, please forgive me.” “No problem. You were just doing your job.” Zhao Huai shook his head without caring.

“Do you know her?”

Yu Qinghan asked in a secret message.

“We met when I entered Spiritual Mountain. She was the gatekeeper at that time.”

“Oh.”

Yu Qinghan nodded slowly.

“I heard that Your Highness defeated the devil boat of Demonbred Situ Huan alone. Can you tell us more about it? After all, even the two geniuses Zi Yun and

Chen Jianshu were defeated.”

In the crowd, a young disciple bravely asked.

Zhao Huai hesitated for a while, not expecting anyone would ask such a question, and said with a hard face: “Well… It was all thanks to Hierarch Hai of the Limitless Immortal Sect who helped. Moreover, Zi Yun and Chen Jianshu both exhausted a lot of their magic power fighting Situ Huan, so I just took advantage of the situation.”

“Your Highness is humble.”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately chimed in with a laugh.

When there was one question, there was a second one.

“The elders in the sect said that you are a descendant of Ancestor Yan Zu, so do you possess his divine skills?”

“Uh… I don't think so…”

This question left Zhao Huai speechless.

“Since it's certain that the Yan Country has already restored its kingdom and the Xia is certainly not its match, I'm curious about how Your Highness will deal with the Xia's Empress in the future.”

Hearing this, Zhao Huai hurriedly looked at Yu Qinghan.

Fortunately, there were no traces of murderous intent on her face, and she remained calm.

“I'm sorry, but I cannot answer this question…”

“Your Highness's sword skill has reached the Seventh Realm of the Sword Scripture, as Chen Jianshu said three days ago. I have some questions about cultivation. Can you enlighten me?”

“Well, on the matters of sword skill cultivation, it's quite complicated and cannot be explained in a short time.”

“I also want to ask…”

“This…”

The atmosphere at the scene was very lively, and the passion of these young disciples seemed to be ignited. Questions were pouring one after another, leaving Zhao Huai flabbergasted.

Seeing this, Elder Ye on the high seat couldn't help but burst into laughter, and Cai Yuxiang beside him also smiled.

In their eyes, Zhao Huai's popularity was a good thing.

It showed that Ancestor Yan Zu still had a significant influence in Spiritual Mountain.

But knowing that her husband wasn't good at dealing with such situations, Yu Qinghan couldn't help but clear her throat. She coughed and put on a serious face.

The young talents around them stopped and looked at her.

Yu Qinghan was unfazed by the gazes of those around her and said with a graceful and indifferent demeanor:

“The myriad of worldly affairs, with countless troubles, are both cultivation and a delight.”

“So instead of asking these questions, why don't you think about it first? You might gain some insights. After all, my husband is just an ordinary cultivator, not a reincarnated Great Being. Please be more understanding.”

As soon as these words were uttered, the cultivators at the scene really began to think.

They pondered the meaning of the words.

Countless troubles were both cultivation and joy.

This contained considerable truth.

Zhao Huai could finally breathe a sigh of relief and secretly gave his wife a thumbs up.

“Ying! ”

Suddenly, a crane's cry sounded.

A flying crane descended from the sky, and a cultivator in an elegant robe jumped off, yelling anxiously:

“Elder Ye, all the disciples who went out from the Yan Sheng Mansion yesterday have gone missing!” “What happened?”

Elder Ye frowned.

“Not just Yan Sheng Mansion, but many other sect disciples who went to

Northern State, Western State, and Southern State have also disappeared!”

Chapter end