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Chapter 342 - 32 Old Friends Meet, Past Events

Chapter 342: Chapter 32 Old Friends Meet, Past Events

Liang Hui did not wait to reply, as the various scenes in front of him dispersed one by one.

Before his eyes, the land returned to a flat expanse once again.

Liang Hui’s gaze was profound, and his mind raced with various thoughts, until eventually the Candle Dragon’s phantom at his back also dissipated.

The unknown entity seemed to bear him no malice.

Judging by the length of their encounter, had there been any ill intent, it would have already slain him.

With a gentle wave of his hand, he erased the last bit of disharmony from this realm.

After that, Liang Hui took another walk through the Thunderfire Secret Realm, wiping away all traces of that being’s existence.

Then, with one step, he vanished from the secret realm.

Next to a pavilion, a tall figure slowly materialized.

Standing quietly in the courtyard, he listened to the continuous sound of music from the pavilion, with a slight uplift at the corners of his mouth, a gentle smile on his face.

As time ticked by, not until the music stopped did Liang Hui tap on the wall, producing a clear sound to signal his arrival.

A woman dressed in a bright yellow palace gown peeked out from the corridor and immediately saw the familiar figure in a blue robe.

"Brother Tai Yi!"

With a joyful exclamation,

a graceful figure leapt straight down from the pavilion and into the young man’s arms.

Liang Hui, smelling the fragrance in the air, extended his hand and gently patted the woman’s back.

"I’m back, and I’ve come to see an old friend. I won’t be leaving again for a while."

"Mmm-hmm."

Huang Ying nodded, her eyes glistening with tearful light.

Seventy years apart had been far too long for her.

The young man felt the dampness on his chest, his expression flashing with helplessness.

After a long while, once the woman had calmed down, he slowly pushed her tender body away.

Looking at the woman who had matured greatly, with picturesque eyebrows, skin as white as snow, and a head of black hair secured with a wooden pin at the back,

"You have become the head of the Huang Family, a princess of the Divine Court, do not act like a little girl anymore."

"No matter how long it’s been or what I experience, I will always be the woman who leans on Brother Tai Yi,"

Huang Ying said, restraining her emotional eyes and a bit embarrassedly glanced at the wet spot on the young man’s clothing.

Her jade-like hand reached out, and bright yellow True Qi emerged, drying the dampness of the robe.

"Having been apart for decades, you’ve also cultivated to the Divine Meridian Realm, not bad!"

The young man praised.

Huang Ying’s face showed a hint of shame as she withdrew her hand.

"Brother Tai Yi, I’ve only just entered the Divine Meridian, and the Taoist is merely at the Entry Dao Level, far behind Feng Li and Sister Qing Tian."

"They are them, you are you. As long as you cultivate diligently, every bit of cultivation level you gain is worthy of affirmation."

Liang Hui chuckled lightly and slowly walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

"How’s your mother?"

"Mother is still in closed-door cultivation."

Huang Ying quickly followed and replied.

As the two walked and talked, Liang Hui learned from the woman the developments of the Divine Court over the past sixty years.

Qing Tian, acting on behalf of the Divine Emperor, managed the Divine Court, establishing martial and Taoist academies, enrolling batch after batch of individuals with exceptional talents.

Her actions sorted Yin Yang, her virtues spread throughout the common folk.

"Rumors say that Sister Qing Tian has stepped into the realm of Martial Saint, truly a remarkable talent."

Atop a mountain range, the woman sighed with emotion.

Martial Saint, ah!

If the rumors are true,

that would mean she is the first person since Brother Tai Yi to open a new realm and step into it.

Liang Hui’s gaze fell, observing the lush ancient forest below and the river that flowed past.

"She indeed took that step."

He was not surprised that Qing Tian could enter the realm of Martial Saint; after all, she was a part of Heaven’s Will.

Her talent was unmatched in the entire Divine Court World.

Hearing this, a hint of envy flashed in Huang Ying’s eyes.

Liang Hui extended his hand, and a ring appeared in his palm.

"Some scriptures and resources should be of great help to you."

"Thank you, Brother Tai Yi."

Huang Ying reached out to receive the ring and placed it into her bosom.

Standing by, Liang Hui saw the woman accept the storage space, then stepped forward, walking across the vault of heaven, his figure gradually receding into the distance.

Meanwhile, a deep voice echoed across the mountains and rivers.

"After returning, tend to your family affairs, and then proceed to the Divine Court."

"A great opportunity awaits you."

"A great opportunity?"

Huang Ying murmured, her eyes holding a touch of reluctance.

For her, such opportunities mattered little, she only wished to spend more time in the company of His Majesty.

.....

Elsewhere.

The Blue Moon Pavilion, under the rule of Shenzhou and the Divine Court, the only independent power.

"Teacher, is this the Blue Moon Pavilion?"

"It’s so small!"

A young girl with braided pigtails pointed toward four towering peaks that pierced the clouds.

"Yes! Yes! It’s not even as big as our Taoist Academy."

Several children of similar age stood around the girl, chiming in agreement.

A middle-aged woman, clad in a Taoist robe, watched them with a resigned expression, these six- or seven-year-olds.

This was the age when children were at their most mischievous.

But this was by no means a place where they could run wild; if not stopped, it could lead to great trouble.

The resigned look on the woman’s face turned serious as she watched the children before her.

"Even Divine Generals from the Divine Court must walk the distance from thirty thousand miles away to enter the Blue Moon Pavilion, no one dares defy this rule."

"Do you know why?"

The little ones, perhaps feeling the oppressive atmosphere, fell silent one by one, waiting for the teacher’s next words.

"The Imperial Consort resides on Silver Moon Peak, and even the gods themselves must bow in her presence."

"The Divine Emperor! The Imperial Consort!"

The children exclaimed in astonishment, their eyes filled with longing and admiration.

For a time, all the children were immersed in their own fantasies.

They had all grown up listening to stories of the Divine Emperor Your Majesty, the being who had brought an end to the era of many nations and ushered in the age of the Divine Court, and naturally revered him to the utmost.

Suddenly, the young girl pointed to the side and exclaimed in surprise:

"Big brother, big sister, you’re so beautiful."

’Someone’s there? How can she not feel it?’ The middle-aged woman looked puzzled, following the direction the girl was pointing.

A silhouette of a woman in a silver gown with silver hair cascading over her shoulders came into view.

The woman’s beauty was sublime, and the crimson sword mark between her eyebrows added a mysterious allure.

Beside her, a handsome young man with a tall stature, dressed in a blue robe, walked shoulder to shoulder with her.

Suddenly, the middle-aged woman’s eyes widened in recognition; the young man’s face looked so familiar, she seemed to have seen it in her family’s records.

It was... it was...

The Divine Emperor Your Majesty!!

Her mind went blank as her body instinctively began to kneel in worship.

But a gentle force held her upright.

Liang Hui advanced forward, his gaze tender as he looked at the children and reached out to touch the young girl’s hair.

"You’re very impressive; to find me even when I’m so well-hidden," he complimented.

The young girl shook her head, her pigtails swaying, trying to shake off the large hand on her head.

"What do you mean, big brother? You weren’t hiding at all; you were just walking openly on the road," she protested.

The young man chuckled acknowledgingly, lifting his hand.

However, a glint of divine radiance flashed in his palm and then vanished in the blink of an eye.

Indeed, he had concealed his presence, and no one below the Martial Saint should have been able to see him and Feng Li.

But there are always exceptions, such as a pair of Spirit Eyes rare in this world.

"Child, what is your name?"