Late Night Tales Of The Capital
/ Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 101 A Sheet of Paper
A voice there was continually calling out to him, or rather, to the Gold Python of Divine Energy within him.
The altar was smashed into pieces upon the emergence of the Divine Tool. Naturally, no one else paid further attention to it. In fact, no one even so much as glanced at it.
Ye Que walked up to the altar and bent down to observe the magical enchantments and Sanskrit words that had crumbled off, as well as pieces of stone scattered all over the floor.
He dug the bits of stone away to find more of them underneath. There was nothing extraordinary to be found. He frowned and placed his hand on the ground lightly.
It was icy cold!
"Strange? There's obviously something here, but why can't I find it?"
"This object must be of a high rank, if it can trigger a response from my Spiritual Sea!"
"There must be something wrong somewhere. Earlier on, the Divine Energy Gold Python in my body was so excited that it nearly leaped out."
Ye Que looked at the remains of the altar at his feet, feeling perturbed.
After a long while, he suddenly realized that since the object was calling his Spiritual Sea and seemed to be targeting the Divine Energy Gold Python within it, did it not make sense that he could only sense it with his Divine Energy?
If this happened much earlier on, there was nothing for him to worry about; all he had to do was to use his Divine Energy to feel for the object. Now, however, his Spiritual Sea had nearly been completely drained, and there was only a tinge of it left.
Moments before, he had promised Red Bean that he would protect her if she successfully absorbed the Dragon Bones.
His body was already in a bad condition. The consequences of using this very last ounce of Divine Energy within to sense for an object that likely did not exist at all were much more than he could bear.
If any mishap happened, he would not even have a chance to resist.
"Should I use my Divine Energy to sense for the object or not?"
Ye Que asked himself as he gazed at the ball of blood-red light surrounding Red Bean. "If she really succeeded, would I be able to fulfill my promise with this shred of Divine Energy?"
"What can I do with this tiny amount of Divine Energy?"
"I can create give out one blow with my sword."
"I can create half of a runic enchantment."
"I can ride my sword and fly in the air for 100 meters."
"Just that!"
"I have to go all-in if I want to win this hand. Since I want to see what's been calling me, I need to bear some risk."
"In the worse case scenario, something happens and I die first. I'll have kept my promise to Red Bean then. She only asked if I was willing to protect her, but she didn't request that I had to protect her."
"I just have to do my best and be able to live with myself."
After sorting out his thoughts, Ye Que did not hesitate any further. He half-kneeled on the ruins of the altar and placed his hands on the hole he had dug out from the rubble.
He slowly closed his eyes and channeled the very last bit of Divine Energy in his body, directing it into the ruins of the platform.
There was no huge force resisting like he expected. Ye Que's Divine Energy traveled deep beneath the altar very smoothly. In an instant, he realized that he was having the same feeling like that of the cage he sensed earlier on. Or rather, he could feel that this spot was part of the cage itself.
The call came again, and it felt even more acute than before. There was originally only a shred of Divine Energy in his Spiritual Sea, but somehow another shred had appeared, and the source of the call began to interact with his body.
As Ye Que's Spiritual Sea finally connected with the source of the call, the Divine Energy Gold Python directly leaped out from his body.
A leaf of paper!
Finally, Ye Que could see clearly what was calling him.
It was a paper that gave off a faint yellow mist. There were no words on it, but it gave him a vast, infinite feeling, as if all the Laws of Nature were contained in it.
"A page of the Divine Book!"
Ye Que exclaimed secretly. He did not expect to find a leaf of the Divine Book in the Imperial Mausoleum.
In his past life, he had obtained half of the Divine Book - a total of three pages. He got them from a secret, deadly region where the Three Realms intersected. After returning to his youth, he had practiced the cultivation technique recorded in the Book, and he was actually worried when he did so. This was because he had only read half of it. It meant that he was learning a technique that he did not have complete understanding of, and it was highly likely that he would be unable to continue learning after only mastering half of it.
It was not that he did not think of searching for the remaining half of the book, but it was the ultimate treasure of all living beings after all. It was even more precious than the Divine Tool, and there was no way to find it. At the very beginning, Ye Que's idea was to enter the Deadly Secret Zone again when the time was right to find the half that he had read before, as well as to find for other leads.
Even if it was going to be pointless.
Only someone who had learned the techniques of the Divine Book would understand what pure cultivation method was.
It was just like someone who had eaten a sumptuous banquet. He or she would no longer think much of Kung Pao Chicken.
They belonged to two completely different realms.
Sometimes, Ye Que would think that if he was ill-fated, he would probably be only able to glimpse half of the Divine Book for his entire life. If that happened, he would be forever unable to read the contents of the complete book.
However, right now, right in front of him in the Imperial Mausoleum, Ye Que managed to find part of the Divine Book again.
Furthermore, it was an entire page of the book.
How could that not drive someone mad? To Ye Que, this page of the Book was more precious than two Divine Tools combined together. The artifacts only made one stronger externally, but the Divine Book helped to create an internal realm - one's internal strength.
In fact, if one thought about it carefully and extrapolated, one would be able to come up with a conclusion. Such a large formation, the vengeful River Soldiers, coupled with the Battle Soul of the founding father of the Tang Dynasty, and the Dragon Bones of the Undying Realm, were buried in the deepest part of the Imperial Mausoleum and had yet to be unearthed.
Something must have been suppressing them and concealing their aura all this while.
Other than the Divine Book, which was born of Nature itself, what other things could do that?
Even if there was, it must be an ultimate treasure of all living beings, just like the Divine Book.
Ye Que controlled his wildly beating heart and immediately began to act carefully. He had only a bit of Divine Energy left and walked fearfully toward the page from the Divine Book, his steps so light that he seemed to be afraid of disturbing anyone.
"Whoosh!"
It was beyond his expectations.
Without any effort from him, the shred of Divine Energy within him had just got close to the Divine Book. The loose leaf from the book began to fly rapidly toward Ye Que, and it trembled gently as it did so. It looked like a long lost child who had finally found its home.
The page wormed smoothly into Ye Que's body without any resistance before disappearing into the skies above his Spiritual Sea.
"Boom."
Deep in the Snow Mountain of his Spiritual Sea, the sound of thunder rumbled.
Originally, when Ye Que entered a meditative state to pore over the cultivation technique of the Divine Book, all he could see was a piece of transparent, ghost-like paper. Now, there was finally a concrete piece of the book.
The Divine Energy Gold Python surrounded the Divine Book and circled somewhat playfully around it.
Each time it went around the Book, a ray of Divine Energy would emanate from it.
Ye Que's Spiritual Sea was beginning to replenish itself at a visibly fast speed. It was refilled in the blink of an eye, and it seemed to be unable to expect that he could only absorb a little bit of Divine Energy. In fact, it was continually supplying him with it.
Ye Que was already at One Star level of the Psychic Realm. Very quickly, the level of his Divine Energy and Spiritual Sea increased to Two Stars, then Three Stars level...
Ye Que's Spiritual Sea was larger than that of ordinary people; it was one of the side effects of learning the Divine Book. In the past, he lacked enough Divine Energy and his Spiritual Sea was not abundant enough to achieve breakthrough from his previous Realm. His heart was never lacking in spirit. At the very least, before rising to the Immortal Realm, Ye Que would not be troubled about attaining enlightenment.
Breaking through each Realm required the practitioner to achieve sudden enlightenment. No matter it was about Dao, magic, or Nature, Ye Que had been through it all.
Ye Que did not know how long it had taken, but his powers were currently firmly within peak Seven Stars level of the Psychic Realm. He was this close to entering the Starburst Realm.
The loose leaf of the Divine Book finally stopped transmitting Divine Energy to him.
It vanished instantly, disappearing deep into his Spiritual Sea, as it had entered deep sleep.
Even Ye Que himself had not realized that there was something hidden within this page of the Divine Book. It was very similar to the River Soldiers, but it did not contain as much deep hatred like it. It seemed to be purely a weapon.
If the late Zhai Xingzi was resurrected and switch identities with Ye Que, he would have been able to sense that the River Soldiers Divine Tool that everyone in the Great Hall was trying to obtain for themselves was not the finished product. Perhaps, it was more fitting to call it one side of the Divine Tool.
The other side of it was currently hidden within Ye Que.
The azure crystalline substance in the Great Hall was the soul of the River Soldiers. It was a vengeful spirit, and the "River" of the artifact!
The object hidden within the page of the DIvine Book and in Ye Que was the body of the artifact. It was the embodiment of bravery, and the "Soldiers" of the Divine Tool!
Just like Cyan Luan, whose soul was sealed within the sword? The body of the Monarch's Sword was that of Cyan Luan itself. Combined together, they formed the Level 3 Monarch's Sword, Cyan Luan.
When Ye Que opened his eyes again, the battle in the Great Hall was still raging on. Red Bean was still within the ball of red light, and Li Jianqi was still staring listlessly.
The only difference was that the River Soldiers belonged to someone else now.
Wuming of the Temple of Six Buddhas had managed to seize hold of the River Soldiers somehow. Not far away, the Chronometer of Dawn lay, a crack on it. The Evening Drum had nearly been torn apart. It seemed like a violent battle had taken place earlier on.
Jiang Liuyun could be seen frowning and did not seem to have taken part in this round of the battle. He felt the wound on his face with his face and muttered to himself, "How could I have lost to an ordinary disciple of the Five Elements Divination Sect?"
"My face was scarred by a nameless practitioner!"
"I was fooled by him!"
It was intolerable!
However, Xing Ying's body had exploded, and his flesh and blood scattered in mid-air. Jiang Liuyun wanted to take revenge, but there was no way for him to do so now.
There was no better way to kill a person than to destroy his or her heart!
On the level of cultivation alone, and in a one-on-one battle, Xing Ying knew that there was no way he could ever defeat Jiang Liuyun, even with the River Soldiers. This was the basic difference between an ordinary practitioner and a super genius of a reputable sect like Jiang Liuyun.
Geniuses, however, had their weakness as well.
Also, they loved to waste time on insignificant problems.
Therefore, Xing Ying used his life to leave Jiang Liuyun with a problem.
A problem which delved into the bottom of his heart.
It depended if he could solve it. Only the afflicted could resolve it on their own accord.
"May Buddha have mercy?"
"All life can be redeemed, and all is Karma. Everything is within your Mind..." Wuming muttered, as he kept up his hand movements. The River Soldiers had transformed into a monk's staff, one used for killing.
At the same time, Nan Fengxiu, who had not made any move thus far, and the eight figures in black who had followed Jiang Liuyun into the Mausoleum, acted. She held a completely grey wooden figurine in her hand and chanted, while the eight figures began amplifying their auras. All of them were at Starburst Realm, but the purity and intensity of their Divine Energies were unrivalled.
Chapter end
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