Chapter 564
by fanqienovelChapter 564: Cloud Dragon Pillar
Misty Sect!
The greatest sect in the Great Qin Empire, overflowing with experts and formidable figures. Legends spoke of two Saints within its ranks, their power vast and unfathomable.
For millennia, this sect stood second only to the royal family, reigning unchallenged at the empire’s peak. Only the rise of Divine Grace Palace had given them worthy rivals.
Amid swirling mists, jagged peaks stabbed skyward like colossal swords piercing heaven itself.
Guided by Cheng Yuweng and Murong Wuqing, Ye Yun’s group flew toward the sword-like mountain.
“That’s Misty Peak, the sect’s main stronghold. Looks impressive, but I’ve visited countless times – nothing remarkable.” Tian Yunzi tilted his head, observing the towering summit.
Ye Yun grinned. “Naturally. As the Great Qin’s strongest Nascent Soul expert, Misty Sect must show you proper respect.”
Tian Yunzi stroked his beard, smugness flickering across his face.
Ye Yun hid his amusement. The feared Divine Grace Palace elder, whose mere presence terrified disciples, became a preening child when flattered in private. This duality reassured Ye Yun – a purely ruthless master would’ve been troublesome.
Tian Yunzi’s earlier command echoed in his mind: use the Thousand Mechanisms Guide to activate Misty Sect’s Burning Divine Platform. Though risky, success promised rich rewards. Moreover, Ancestor of the Sword Path suspected the platform might hold paths to Immortal Sword Sect’s Saint’s Secret Vault.
When Ye Yun hesitated, Tian Yunzi’s murderous glare emerged. But upon agreement, the elder brightened like storm clouds parting.
“Hold your tongue in Misty Hall,” Murong Wuqing interjected, brow furrowed. “Even as Tian Yunzi’s disciple, careless words bring disaster.”
“Understood.” Ye Yun nodded. Having survived three years as Heavenly Sword Sect’s errand boy before becoming outer disciple, recklessness wasn’t his style.
Breaking through the cloud layer revealed azure skies. Ancient trees burst from cliff walls, their sprawling canopies painting the mountainside emerald.
A thousand zhang above floated Misty Hall – an immense structure crushing the mountaintop like a celestial palace.
“Only summoned elders and elite disciples may enter,” Murong Wuqing explained.
“Do you visit often?” Ye Yun asked.
Before Murong could answer, Cheng Yuweng cut in: “Our millennium’s greatest talent treats Divine Grace Hall as his courtyard! No announcements needed.”
Ye Yun smiled. Even after Marrow Cleansing via Heart of Immortals and Demons, surpassing Murong’s natural gifts seemed doubtful.
His thoughts drifted to companions from Jin Kingdom. Shen Mo’s awakening draconic bloodline guaranteed imperial favor. Murong, reaching peak Golden Core stage, stood as Misty Sect’s future leader candidate. Only Yu Minghong remained missing – that young fellow’s deep Great Qin knowledge hinted at powerful backing.
Duan Chenfeng’s absence puzzled most. The Jin emperor should’ve insisted on joining their expedition, yet stayed to govern – completely unlike his restless nature.
“Ye Yun?” Murong’s voice snapped him back.
They’d reached the summit. Before them loomed Misty Hall, its gentle radiance blanketing the peak. The structure appeared suspended midair, supported by…
A single stone pillar.
No thicker than a child’s arm, the column defied reason by bearing the hall’s massive bulk. Transparent stone revealed shadowy movements within – a serpentine shape coiling through the pillar’s core.
“Cloud Dragon Pillar.” Cheng Yuweng’s cold snort brimmed with pride. “Cherish this sight – you’ll never return.”
Ye Yun’s eyes blazed with sudden insight. The unremarkable pillar held astonishing secrets.