Chapter 85: Chapter 085: Jade Stone Coffin
Translator: 549690339
“He’s dead! Good riddance!” the skeleton-like monk chuckled coldly, casting a nonchalant glance at Hua Youyue.
Yun Jie was one of the most talented disciples of the Lachan Temple, and now that he was killed by Yang Zhen, the monk was furious, almost ready to burst into the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower and tear Yang Zhen to pieces.
There were only two possibilities for the breaking of a practitioner’s identity wooden tag. The practitioner either deliberately crushed it to be expelled from the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower or the tag naturally broke when the practitioner died.
Now Yang Zhen’s tag was broken, and he hadn’t come out. There was only one possibility – Yang Zhen was dead inside the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower.
This was practically exhilarating news and those present were almost overjoyed.
Hua Youyue’s face froze as she looked at the Tower, baffled, unable to accept this reality.
The National Priest of Dajiang Country heaved a sigh and shook his head. “This was his fate. Going against Heaven’s will to change one’s destiny is not simple. If Yang Zhen didn’t die this time, there would definitely be a great fortune. What a pity…what a pity!”
Hua Youyue turned to the National Priest and asked, “Master, what kind of fortune could Yang Zhen have if he didn’t die?”
For some reason, Hua Youyue felt that Yang Zhen would not die so easily. Everyone was out while only Yang Zhen wasn’t. This was an unusual matter.
Although Yang Zhen’s tag had broken now, Hua Youyue preferred to believe that Yang Zhen was just trapped inside temporarily. He might appear before them at any moment with that smile that could make everyone’s hearts tremble.
The Priest closed his eyes for a moment, then exclaimed, “There might be more to this!”
“What do you mean?” Hua Youyue’s face lit up.
The Priest shook his head and said, “I don’t know. Let’s just wait.”
The skeleton-like monk standing close by twitched his eyes and gave the Priest a strange look. If he could, he would have strangled the Priest.
They waited for three full days.
During these three days, ominous portents frequently appeared in the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower. Terrifying energy waves erupted from within the tower, and countless people tried to enter it again, but all failed.
It seemed as if a barrier surrounded the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower blocking anyone who tried to approach it. Even Nascent Soul Stage practitioners could not get closer.
The National Priest of Dajiang Country didn’t leave the Nether Sun Country but stayed in Flame City for three days.
One day, all the people in Flame City were shocked by certain news.
After his return to Dajiang Country, the National Priest would resign, and his disciple, Xiao Ji, would take over his position. What was shocking was that despite his young age, Xiao Ji was already a powerful Golden Core Stage Nine Layer practitioner, just one step away from the Nascent Soul Stage.
Furthermore, Xiao Ji’s cultivation methods were mostly based on numerology and metaphysics, and he was essentially not proficient in cultivation. The King of Dajiang Country even once said that with Xiao Ji’s talent, if he received regular cultivation training, he would have already been a young Nascent Soul Stage practitioner by now.
With numerous achievements to his name, Xiao Ji was hailed as a leading genius among the young generation of Dajiang Country, attracting much attention.
All of these were not what shocked Flame City. What did was that besides being here to observe the abnormalities in the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower, the National Priest was also here to propose a marriage for Xiao Ji to Changyue Tower.
The person he proposed to was none other than the belle of the city, Hua Youyue!
The future National Priest of Dajiang Country and the beautiful and intelligent master of Changyue Tower—this pair was indeed a match made in heaven and was highly regarded by many.
However, while many admired the arrangement, countless men were heartbroken, and some even vehemently opposed this matrimonial alliance, asserting that Hua Youyue, being from the Nether Sun Country, should be with a promising young man from the same country.
But this opposition had no impact. The Hua Family held a distinguished position in Flame City, so high that even the Lan Family and the Ding Family were beneath it. The city lord’s mansion had to show respect to the Hua Family. Unless the royal family of the Nether Sun Country intervened, no one could influence the intentions of the Hua Family elders.
For three days, the news spread throughout Flame City. People eagerly discussed the unusual marriage alliance between Dajiang Country and Nether Sun Country.
They say that the elders of the Hua Family were quite supportive of this union. Against this background, another piece of news, akin to a small stone falling into an enormous sea, disappeared without causing so much as a ripple.
The celestial phenomenon of the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower continued, terrifying heavenly light pouring from mid-air, covering the entire Nine Realms Exquisite Tower, as if connecting heaven and earth.
Last night, someone spotted a shady figure sneaking away near the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower. According to eyewitnesses, the figure was that of a young man who appeared to be without clothes.
This news, like an Epiphyllum flower that blooms briefly, was quickly overshadowed by the news of the state master of Dajiang Country visiting the next day with the betrothal gifts.
“It’s over, the wolfish ambitions of Dajiang Country have reached Flame City. Could it be that the Flower Tower Master is going to marry far away into Dajiang Country?”
“Humph, what betrothal gifts could possibly be so grand? Does Changyue Tower lack these gifts? Xiao Ji is too deluded to think that he could clinch the deal of marrying the Flower Tower Master with mere gifts.”
“You don’t know, the gifts that Dajiang Country brought are extraordinary. It’s said that they’ve shocked almost all the prominent families in Flame City.” “What? How precious these gifts must be to have such an effect?”
“Heh, who knows? I really hope Yang Zhen wasn’t dead. With the Flower Tower Master’s affection for him, he certainly could disrupt this engagement.” “What’s the use of talking about all this? Although the Flower Tower Master does not seem to agree with this alliance, what’s the point even if Yang Zhen were alive? Do you think the Flower Tower Master could have given her heart to Yang Zhen?”
“How could that be possible? The Flower Tower Master is… Never mind, there’s no point in discussing this. Yang Zhen is already dead.”
As the topic of the marriage alliance thrived, everyone was discussing it. It seemed like no one was paying attention to the changes in the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower anymore, let alone caring about Yang Zhen, who was already ‘deceased’.
Of course, Yang Zhen hadn’t really died; on the contrary, he was prancing around joyfully. He doubted that anyone would believe what he experienced over these three days, even if he told them face-to-face.
Three days ago, in order to stay in the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower, Yang Zhen had shattered his spiritual root. Unable to move, he surprisingly saw a crystal coffin in mid-air, and someone was in the coffin, which greatly surprised him.
While the terrifying wave of energy and thunder rolled in the sky as if it was the end of the world, the coffin released ten thousand splendidly colorful rays. A graceful woman was quietly lying inside, with long hair like a waterfall and clothes as white as snow. Even as she lay there serenely, she looked like a heavenly being. Watching her, Yang Zhen felt as though his pain had lessened significantly.
After this, a terrifying wave exploded from the shattered crystal core within Yang Zhen. Lines formed in the sky and converged towards Yang Zhen, repairing his spiritual root.
It was a mysterious sensation, as if some force of creation was at work within him, forming a golden spiritual root.
Yang Zhen had never heard of anyone having a golden spiritual root. But the next moment, his heart nearly stopped beating.
The reformed golden spiritual root was more than twice as thick as his previous one.
Overjoyed, Yang Zhen looked at the woman of unmatched beauty in the coffin and shouted out loud, “Fairy Sister, do you know how I can get out of here?”