All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 510 - 124 Decay (3/3)

Chapter 510: Chapter 124 Decay (3/3)

At this point, the female steward spoke with considerable pride: "This step is critical. If the Plant Demon Spirit’s natural talent is mediocre and the Demon Core does not reach the ’Hundred Qi Thousand Qi’ level, it cannot create a Spirit Field that naturally aligns with Heavenly Principle. If the Demon Spirit mismanages its mana, causing the spirit mechanisms within the Demon Core not to coalesce according to the ’True Spirit Method’, the spirit mechanisms cannot merge into one."

"When the spirit mechanisms of these Ten Directions Grains condense within one hundred and eight different Spirit Plants, and then combined with the Demon Core using the True Spirit Method to integrate all the Spirit Plants and the Demon Core together, placing them in the ’Dragon Pattern Golden Plate’ for seventy-two days, only then can this fine brew be produced."

"Quite a clever idea from the servants. Indeed, it’s somewhat interesting, but still filthy."

Losing interest, the man in the purple robe gently tossed the wine pot aside, and the liquor flowing from the pot immediately transformed into clusters of pale golden Spirit Qi, the quality of which was not inferior to the fundamental Spiritual Fiend of an ordinary Martial Meridian.

Yet, he still spoke softly, "Grains and cereals, their roots are impure, why not use Earth Vein Spirit Rice instead of having me consume these marinated filths?"

"This..."

Seeing the distinguished guest displeased, the female steward found herself at a loss for words momentarily, and immediately knelt on the floor, her head pressing tightly against the ground: "I beg for the lord’s forgiveness!"

From the beginning, the raw material, the spirit liquid, required boatloads and barnfuls of high-quality grains, already a precious commodity. If Earth Vein Spirit Rice were used for brewing, even their well-known tavern in Shenjing would struggle to bear the cost, perhaps only the Imperial Court and major noble families could afford such a luxury.

"Ha, I won’t scare you folks anymore."

The man in the purple robe chuckled and waved for the female steward to rise, enjoying the sight of others treating him with utmost respect and obedience: "I know it’s beyond your capabilities. One shouldn’t be too picky in life... perhaps it’s healthy to eat something unclean once in a while."

"The guest is arriving soon, you should also prepare the meal."

Soon, the private room was filled with the aroma of a variety of exquisite dishes: steamed live shrimp from the Northern Sea, tiny birds from Among the Clouds baked by Youxia, large fish from Yu Yuan cut into slices and topped with sauce, spiritual goose cooked over Jian Nan Fruit Wood charcoal and cut into segments with a jade knife, accompanied by sweet berry jam from the Shenjing orchard... Each dish was a delicacy that common folks couldn’t taste in their entire lives, each one a spiritual food made from Spirit Plants and Spirit Beasts.

"You certainly didn’t wait for me."

The man in the purple robe took a few bites of each dish before putting down his chopsticks. Across him, a Divine Sense phantom materialized from void to solidity, taking the form of a man dressed in a Mysterious Gold colored long robe, exuding an unspeakable nobility: "If we were in the Imperial Court, this would be considered disrespectful before the king, I would have to drag you to the Divine Beheading Platform and chop off your head."

"Come off it, Guangzhong." The man in the purple robe half-squinted his eyes, scoffed and said, "The Divine Beheading Platform was sealed off hundreds of years ago. If you want to scare me, you might as well curse me to be sent to join the army by my family, forced to eat this kind of swill every day."

"You really shouldn’t say that, Shihang."

Xuan Guangzhong, who is also one of the Zhenyou Martial Kings, Prince Zhong of Da Chen, laughed and said: "Isn’t your Song Family planning to strategize over the Northern Border? I see the situation, one day you’ll need to hold the fort there."

And Song Shihang was indeed the eldest son of the Imperial Phoenix Song Clan, a major family in Shenjing. He seemed somewhat gloomy, "I really don’t see what’s so good about that place. Chengzhi that idiot died there, his father keeps ranting about it in the clan, and being an elder, no one can rebuke him, it’s so annoying."

—You all just keep pretending.

Knowing each other’s thoughts well, but Prince Zhong didn’t say more, "Over in Minhai, Weihai General is retiring, you guys pick someone to take over."

"From the Netherworld side, do not drop the ball. If you mess up my plans here, I won’t be so cordial next time."

"Of course." Although the two were old friends, Song Shihang spoke seriously at this moment: "The Song Family has already prepared enough Ten Thousand Spirit Incense, and will not jeopardize His Majesty’s grand plans."

Da Chen has eight directions of Martial Kings, said to be the ’East, South, West, North, Netherworld, Abyss, Sea, Border’, each direction with two kings, and each defined by their respective territories and titles.

Prince Zhong Xuan Guangzhong is the ’Zhenyou Martial King,’ guarding the Netherworld. The common currency used by the soul spirits and ghost gods of the Netherworld is ’spirit incense’, a product refined from the thoughts of ten thousand spirits. It can clarify the souls and spirits of ghost gods and consolidate a soul spirit’s self-identity. Even ordinary people who obtain spirit incense can think swiftly and increase their wisdom, as it is a pure soul spirit object and also one of the raw materials of Dragon Qi.

As the Imperial Phoenix Song Clan shares fortunes and misfortunes with the nation, it naturally also has its duties, one of which is collecting Ten Thousand Spirit Incense for the Imperial Court.

In theory, the personal exchange of such strategic spiritual items between Martial Kings and noble families would be considered a treasonous crime capable of enraging the Imperial Court, but at this time, although they might meet privately in small taverns to discuss, they don’t take these rules too seriously.

Having swiftly resolved the issues of benefit exchange between them, Song Shihang was ready to take his leave.

Before leaving, he seemed to remember something and asked, "By the way, about that Divine Mandate who killed our Song Family member, are you really not going to manage it?"

"Chengzhi might be a good-for-nothing without a Fate Pattern, but he is still one of our Song Family. Doing nothing really disheartens people."

"He died a good death. You should berate him more."

Prince Zhong laughed, "You big families, if you still want a bit of reputation among the common folk, occasionally need to pick out a few bad seeds to die off. You then criticize and distance yourselves from them, which also conveniently hides your flaws."

"Haha, you’ve seen through it all." Song Shihang shook his head. Prince Zhong, reminded by this conversation, thought that it had been a while since he last paid attention, and with a stir of his Divine Sense, he checked on the situation at the Northern Border.

"They haven’t started fighting yet."

A moment later, he raised an eyebrow: "Incredible, how can they endure this?"

In Prince Zhong’s view, regardless of which side, there were plenty of reasons to start the war. Of course, there were also reasons not to fight, but the continuous delay hindered his plans: "Seems I need to push them. Dragging it on like this is endless, and not beneficial for An Jing."

Although his main focus was not on the Northern Border, the intensity of the warfare there could indeed determine some movements in the Netherworld.

Without hesitation, Prince Zhong immediately sent a message, under the name of the Prefecture Government, to Linjiang City, urging them to start the war and quickly drive out the invading Dust Li people.

However, soon after, he revealed a strange expression.

"What’s the matter?" Seeing this, Song Shihang, who was about to leave, stopped: "What did our Divine Mandate say?"

"Hey." Prince Zhong smiled: "He says these big shots from the Prefecture Government don’t understand a damn thing about the frontline. He is directly under the Virtuous King, as a general commanding abroad, he needs not obey such random orders."

"Also, he demands that the Prefecture Government immediately send reinforcements over, and not just sit around doing nothing."