Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 288 - 214: Calamity_2

Chapter 288: Chapter 214: Calamity_2

Majestic dome, beams, supporting columns, floor.

Within a few breaths,

the extraordinary Qionghua Hall had been disassembled into floating pieces of building materials suspended mid-air.

Two figures clad in white also rose into the air with the disintegrating materials.

Feng Jiuxuan stood atop a stone brick, looking downwards, his pupils slightly constricting:

"This is...."

Below the Qionghua Hall was an abyss as dark as ink.

With Feng Jiuxuan’s cultivation level, he naturally could see through the darkness to the scene below.

On the cliffs of the abyss were the thick, dead roots of the Enchantress Divine Sakura Tree, and the entangled roots were covered with countless carcasses.

At a glance, they were so dense that one could not see the end, no less than a million in number.

Most were weathered.

At the far end of the abyss were dozen of skeletal remains that were still intact.

Among them, a conspicuous golden skeleton could be vaguely seen with its entire breastbone shattered, lacking a right arm and a left leg.

"....."

Seeing this scene, even someone as composed as Feng Jiuxuan felt his mind waver.

What... what happened here?

"Didn’t Xu Changtian tell you about this place?"

Tian Yuan’s ethereal voice came through, "Even without a divine soul, he should remember some things."

"My family affairs are not your concern, Pavilion Master," replied Feng Jiuxuan, his expression returning to indifference, but his hand subconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword.

That little rascal, he didn’t tell him about such an important matter?

In the past, when he saw Changge deal harshly with the boy, he felt a bit sorry for him, but now it seems....

Very good, very good indeed!

After a moment of silence, both of them simultaneously dived down.

They landed at the deepest part of the abyss, surrounded by pitch darkness, which in no way hindered their sight.

Feng Jiuxuan, holding the sword hilt, looked around and asked:

"What happened here?"

Tian Yuan, without concealment, walked toward the golden skeleton:

"These people were all controlled by the Enchantress Sakura Tree Spirit, using them as nourishment for itself."

Feng Jiuxuan followed, frowning and speaking softly:

"Such a number of cultivators fed into a creature, trapped here as time slowly eroded it away?"

Tian Yuan stopped in front of the golden skeleton:

"The Enchantress Divine Sakura Tree wasn’t trapped here. You should know that even the most meticulous formations cannot be maintained for twenty thousand years without someone to uphold them."

"What do you mean by that?" Feng Jiuxuan furrowed his brow.

Tian Yuan glanced at him emotionlessly and retrieved a Sumeru Ring from the knuckles of the golden skeleton:

"You, a sword fanatic, wouldn’t understand. You can ask your nephew; he and my disciple relived the fate of the Enchantress Tree Spirit in the Illusionary Realm."

"..."

Feng Jiuxuan ignored her words, focusing on Tian Yuan’s actions, his thumb pressing on the hilt, revealing an inch of cold light:

"What are you taking?"

"A relic of the former Heaven’s Watchtower Master."

Tian Yuan turned around, her golden eyes exceptionally conspicuous in the darkness:

"Xu Yin He must have sent you here for these Sumeru Rings to reinforce the Northern Frontier. There’s no point in us fighting here. Take what you need and leave."

"....."

After a brief exchange of looks, Feng Jiuxuan withdrew his thumb.

Seeing this, Tian Yuan took to the sky and silently disappeared into the abyss...

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After listening attentively,

Xu Yin He, sitting behind the desk, glanced at Xu Yuan without expression.

"...." said Xu Yuan.

"It seems that we, Changtian, have kept quite a few things from your father."

"Ahem... Father, listen to my explanation,"

Xu Yuan coughed lightly, "My memories about the Qionghua Secret Realm are very vague, I can’t really articulate them."

Old Man Luo chuckled meaningfully upon hearing this:

"Vague... tsk tsk."

"....." said Xu Yuan.

His gaze was indifferent as he glanced at the old man.

Old Man Luo chuckled and clasped his hands towards Xu Yinhè:

"Prime Minister Xu, you really can’t blame Xu for this, without the Celestial Fates Divine Soul, there’s much he can’t remember."

"Enough."

Xu Yinhè just gave a perfunctory knock, then turned to say, "The matters of twenty thousand years ago are in the past, what’s important is the present, Heaven’s Watchtower has emerged..."

"Father, wait a moment." Xu Yuan interrupted upon hearing this, suddenly raising his hand.

The three people present turned their gaze towards him,

Xu Yinhè showed composure when his speech was interrupted, after all, this child just has such a temperament:

"Changtian, what do you want to say?"

Xu Yuan weighed his words, then found a chair to sit down:

"Father, the reason Heaven’s Watchtower is detested is because they can predict the future, allowing them to continue to develop may very likely mean everyone will have another supreme emperor above them."

"Now that Heaven’s Watchtower has emerged, it could indeed be because a great calamity is approaching. After all, when a calamity is nearing, they can’t see the future, thus erasing their most detestable ability, and the people of the world lack the motive to eradicate them before they confront the crisis."

"But is it possible, I mean just possible, that the Heaven’s Watchtower has been forced to emerge because it could no longer hide?"

Within Cang Yuan, by the end of the storyline, the world had peace, and the Heaven’s Watchtower never appeared, nor did any so-called great calamity.

It was just the various Sects of the world fighting amongst themselves.

The premature emergence of Heaven’s Watchtower is most likely due to the impact brought about by this butterfly of his.

Xu Yuan finished speaking, then fell silent for a long time.

Xu Yinhè seemed to be reconsidering Xu Yuan’s speculation; he suddenly lifted his hand and sealed Old Man Luo’s five senses.

The virtual shadow of the Confucian scholar standing in the center of the study vanished in an instant.

"..." The Saint’s Remnant Soul.

For a time, only the three family members remained in the study.

Xu Yinhè looked at Xu Yuan and asked in a low voice:

"Changtian, do you mean to say Luo Daofan is untrustworthy?"

Xu Yuan shook his head:

"No, Father, Luo Daofan is trustworthy. He is a traitor of Heaven’s Watchtower, and such traitors often strike at their own kind harder than they do at their enemies.

"What I mean is, you don’t have to let the talk of an imminent great calamity affect your judgment on the overall situation."

"Heh..."

Xu Yinhè chuckled lightly, shaking his head as he slowly rose from his chair:

"Changtian... your father has never believed in fate.

"Since the last time you reminded me, the investigation into Lou Ji’s side has yielded some clues, and coupled with what happened to your maternal uncle this time, the existence of Heaven’s Watchtower indeed cannot be hidden for much longer. Choosing to emerge is very likely out of desperation."

"If Heaven’s Watchtower truly wishes to ensure the continuity of the human race, Dayan can change its State Preceptor. If it is for their own sake, then it is just an enemy that was lurking in the shadows that has come to the surface. Either way, it’s a good thing for us."

"It’s just that the current world situation has become more complex, much like the person who tempted you to act against Mu Zhiyun back then. Up to now, we have still not determined whether it was the Sects, Heaven’s Watchtower, or someone else..."

"..."

Xu Yuan listened and silently lowered his gaze.

Now, with Heaven’s Watchtower emerging on the Tianyan side, the storyline he relied on has been completely thrown off.

With Heaven’s Watchtower fully emerging, it was highly likely they would take the place of the Tianyuan Sword Sect. Having such a power in play meant that the Sects allied with the Prime Minister’s Mansion might no longer be reliable at the critical moment.

The future was completely unpredictable.

Xu Yinhè walked slowly to Xu Yuan’s side and patted him on the shoulder:

"Changtian, concentrate on your cultivation; you won’t have much time left. If there is anything you need, contact Hua Hong directly."

With that,

Xu Yinhè turned towards Feng Jiuxuan, who was leaning against the wall:

"Big brother, I entrust you to take good care of Changtian’s cultivation."

Feng Jiuxuan did not show any face to Xu Yinhè, snorting coldly:

"Changtian is Qian’er’s child; you don’t need to tell me."

"..."

Upon hearing Qian’er, Xu Yinhè’s authoritative eyes became complex. After returning the Soul Ring to Xu Yuan, he silently stepped out of the study...

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In the days that followed, Xu Yuan’s life involved nothing but cultivation, monotonous cultivation.

Feng Jiuxuan did not immediately teach Xu Yuan the way of the sword for cultivation but had him breakthrough to Fifth Grade Soul Condensation first.

Though he had an Innate Taoist Body and was equipped with the financial ’cheat,’ breaking through Fifth Grade still took time.

Days passed by, one by one.

And finally, Xu Yuan advanced from being a Sixth Grade nobody to a Fifth Grade novice.

Meanwhile,

Far from the Imperial Capital in the remote southern frontier of Dayan, where it bordered the vast wilderness, a towering colossal tower sprang from the ground unexpectedly.

Heaven’s Watchtower had emerged.