My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

Chapter 396: Chapter 296: Heroes from All Over the World Gather in Yujing

Atop Xuanqing Mountain, where ancient ruins of the Mystical Sect once stood in disrepair, the site had mostly drawn sightseers each year, adding a flare of festivity to the place. However, after Luo Chongyang refurbished a Taoist temple here, the area underwent a significant transformation.

Now a secluded and elegant little Taoist temple is nestled on the north side of the mountain.

At this moment, a Taoist in a simple robe and cloth shoes stands at the entrance of the temple, gazing up at the rising sun.

This Taoist is none other than Luo Chongyang, the master of the temple.

Luo Yu’er, carrying a basket, walks out from the backyard. “Uncle Luo, you’ve been standing here all night.”

Luo Chongyang exhales deeply. “I have been observing the celestial omens through the night. It’s difficult to predict fortune and misfortune; the upheaval of the ages is upon us today.”

Luo Yu’er says, “I don’t understand the upheaval you speak of, Uncle, but the world has indeed changed. A few days ago, I went to the market at the foot of the mountain. What used to cost seventeen or eighteen copper coins per catty of pork now costs forty.”

She may not understand Luo Chongyang’s words about the state of the world, but she knows that the children’s favorite pork has gone up in price again.

Currently, chaos reigns throughout the lands of Great Yan, and the gathering of skilled martial artists in Yujing City stirs a maelstrom of undercurrents. The thirty-six Xuanyi Guards of the Great Heavenly Gang are all stationed in Yujing City, leaving no one available for reassignment.

Such chaos, fueled by the pervasive presence of evil spirits across the land, continues unabated and is even intensifying.

Luo Chongyang speaks solemnly, “If that young man were still here…”

The area around the Dragon Locking Well in Yujing City is now fraught with danger. The convergence of the world’s top fighters is terrifying, with Great Grandmasters lying in wait – these are truly the kind of experts who can shake the foundations of a nation.

An Jing’s slaying of Zongzheng Huachun in Ba Mountain was proof of his ability to contend with Great Grandmasters. In the current climate, Great Yan is in dire need of such exceptional fighters.

Luo Yu’er can’t help but think of that handsome man with the very attractive eyes. “Uncle Luo, is he really dead?”

Her heart always races when she recalls the first time she saw An Jing, especially those eyes which seemed to cover the moon with clouds with a single blink.

Luo Chongyang does not reply, merely sighing deeply as he gazes at the distant horizon.

Luo Yu’er falls silent too. She sometimes can’t understand why the people of Jianghu, although seeming near, also appear so distant.

They always cast their heads and spill their blood in Jianghu, born in Jianghu, dying in Jianghu, ultimately buried in Jianghu, until they turn into a handful of forgotten dust.

After a long while, Luo Chongyang finally says, “I must make a trip to Yujing City.”

Luo Yu’er asks with concern, “Uncle Luo, do you really have to go?”

She always has this unsettling feeling deep inside.

Luo Chongyang’s eyes are profound with a flicker of light, and he solemnly replies, “I have no choice but to go.”

Luo Yu’er has known Luo Chongyang for many years, yet she has never seen such an expression on his face.

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Three days later, Yujing City, Imperial City.

The day is clear and bright, the sky cloudless.

At this time, the ordinary citizens of Yujing City have also caught wind of something. Families lock their doors and windows, and the streets grow sparse with pedestrians. The once bustling and lively Yujing City is now eerily empty, giving off an air of desolation.

Yet behind closed doors, it is anything but quiet. Experts from all over have gathered both inside and outside the city, and the Imperial Guard has been in a state of heightened alert for all twelve hours of the day, with all of the Xuanyi Guard’s nine divisions called back to Yujing City.

A storm is brewing as every individual can feel the tense and oppressive atmosphere.

This strange phenomenon leaves people astounded.

The Human Emperor Yong’an stands atop the highest tower of the Imperial City, her beautiful eyes reminiscent of distant mountains veiled in mist, or water enveloped in smoke.

Behind her stand the high officials and confidants of the Great Yan, flanked by the highly skilled Imperial Guard.

Yong’an, an exceptionally beautiful woman, is accompanied by another lady behind her, whose demeanor and appearance are by no means inferior to the Empress’s own.

The woman carried an air of pure aloofness and cold beauty, her features exquisitely picturesque, and the eyes beneath her willow-leaf brows were soul-stirring.

This woman was none other than Dai Ling, who followed Li Fuzhou to Yujing City and was then favored by the Yong’an Human Emperor. She rose rapidly through the ranks, leaping directly to the position of Deputy Governor of the Xuanyi Guard.

It must be known that Dai Ling was just over twenty years of age, yet she had become the Deputy Governor of the Xuanyi Guard of the Great Yan Dynasty, a feat that would have been simply impossible during Zhao Zhiwu’s reign.

Moreover, the typical Deputy Governor of the Xuanyi Guard was mostly at the Half-step Grandmaster or even the Grandmaster Realm, but this newly promoted Deputy Governor was only at the First Grade. Although her appointment caused much discontent among many, it was ultimately suppressed.

Yong’an Human Emperor asked, “Is everything ready?”

Zhou Xianming clasped his fists and replied, “Your Majesty, two hundred thousand troops are already waiting in arms in Yujing City.”

“Very good.”

The Yong’an Human Emperor narrowed his eyes, “This time, I want these petty people to know what it means when an Emperor is enraged.”

Hearing the Yong’an Human Emperor say this, everyone present involuntarily shivered.

The Yong’an Human Emperor turned his gaze toward Meng Zhaodou, the chief leader of Heaven and Earth Net, and said, “How is the investigation by the various masters progressing?”

Meng Zhaodou clasped his fists and responded, “Black Ice Platform, White Mist Sect, Bibo Island, Seven Snakes Association, and several other forces have sent a total of five Grandmaster Realm experts. The Southern Barbarians have sent two Grandmasters, and the noble Guishuang has sent three, among whom the leader is Pang Ban from the Heavenly Slaughter Divine Palace. In addition, there are several hidden Grandmaster experts, all of whom are old turtles who live reclusively.”