Chapter 1169 - 797: Farewell

Zhang Chen and Zhong Wubai discussed dao for half a day, until the sun was high in the sky.

Zhang Chen jumped off the carriage to stretch his muscles, leaving Zhou Qiucheng sitting inside the carriage, his eyes turned to Zhang Chen, filled with complex emotions such as shock, amazement, and disbelief: "I underestimated you."

Zhang Chen smiled softly upon hearing this: "Why does Mr. say so?"

Zhou Qiucheng chuckled without speaking, Zhang Chen also smiled slightly at this, and then said: "They’re just some insignificant little things."

Zhou Qiucheng looked at Zhang Chen speechlessly, wanting to say ’you’re pretending so much’, but realizing it was inappropriate for his identity, he could only sigh quietly: "I’m setting off now, heading for the Academy, do you want to come along?"

"I don’t have the travel speed of Mr." Zhang Chen smiled: "Mr. can go ahead, I will follow this large group and take a look at the great landscapes of the Great Victory Dynasty."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qiucheng wanted to say something but hesitated.

Zhang Chen looked at Zhou Qiucheng, feeling that the other party wanted to say something, so he asked:

"What would Mr. teach me?"

Zhou Qiucheng said: "Forget it, it’s nothing to speak of, with your skills, even the biggest matters before you are insignificant."

He actually wanted to discuss with Zhang Chen about the two suppressed Demon Gods, feeling this matter would eventually implicate him from the Yellow Heaven Dao, bringing great trouble to Zhang Chen, but considering Zhang Chen’s skills, it seems he was worrying too much.

The two did not say much, just discussed scholarship for a while, until Zhong Wubai got off the carriage and asked Zhang Chen the same question: "Do you want to enter Kyoto with us?"

"I don’t have the speed of travel like you Yang God Great Cultivators." Zhang Chen’s voice was full of helplessness.

"Then you can travel slowly, you have a year’s time, enough to reach Kyoto. When you arrive in Kyoto, be sure to come to my residence, I’ll clear out a guest room for you, you can stay permanently in my house." Zhong Wubai openly made offers.

Zhang Chen smiled faintly, neither agreeing nor refusing, his attitude vague, making it unclear what he truly thought.

Zhou Qiucheng and Zhong Wubai vanished into thin air, leaving Zhang Chen silently watching their disappearing direction.

"Mr. Chen, you are truly remarkable, even able to meet influential figures from the Academy. Once you arrive in Kyoto, with the support of these two gentlemen, you could probably walk horizontally." Chen Ping approached Zhang Chen, his voice full of envy.

Upon hearing Chen Ping’s words, Zhang Chen glanced at him: "Mr. Zhong and Mr. Zhou are just external forces, true strength comes from inner strength. The reason these two gentlemen treat me as equals is due to my solid techniques."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ping looked at Zhang Chen pretending, wanting to hit him, but the gloom on his face finally cleared some.

The convoy continued on its way, Zhang Chen sat inside the carriage pondering the Primordial Spirit path, trying to deduce a technique to separate the Primordial Spirit, but unfortunately, inspiration eluded him.

The Primordial Spirit is a crucial aspect of a person, how easily can it be deduced? Especially splitting the Primordial Spirit, a slight misstep would lead to a soul-shattering end, if not fully assured, Zhang Chen would never dare act rashly.

He tried comprehending the Blood God Scripture, seeing if he could use the Blood God Child’s division to deduce the technique for Primordial Spirit division.

Only when the Primordial Spirit resides in the Tree of Life, can the Tree of Life truly belong to him, wholly his, making the comprehension of Primordial Spirit division imperative.

The carriage rumbled on, with fewer and fewer refugees following, ultimately, only a few who could traverse a thousand miles remained; most chose to settle along the way, unable to persist.

Nowadays, the Divine Land of the Human Race is vast and sparsely populated, finding a place to settle is a simple matter.

Just after traveling another three months, the following people and horses, traversing several thousand miles, finally dispersed, leaving only the family of the Escort Agency still at the back of the convoy.

Night fell.

The convoy stopped, a bonfire was lit, a whole lamb roast gleamed with oily golden color before the fire.

"Ahead is the Old Turtle Ridge, once crossed, Kyoto is not far, roughly another half year of travel, and we can reach Kyoto." Chen An sat in front of Zhang Chen, took out a small knife, and cut off a lamb leg, handing it to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen looked surprised upon hearing this: "So soon?"

"We’ve traveled several thousand miles, can’t say it’s fast." Chen Ping cut off a piece of lamb ribs for himself to eat.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen looked at Chen Ping: "I wonder what Kyoto is like?"

"Just a large version of Jinling City, Kyoto is ten times bigger than Jinling City." Chen Ping said: "Of course, the foundation and strength are more than ten times that of Jinling City, Kyoto is unfathomable."

"I’m a bit looking forward to the days in Kyoto." Zhang Chen recalled the Peacock Ancestor blocking the gate in Kyoto, wondering if he is an old acquaintance, and thinking of his family’s background, the causal ties of the Zhang Family in Kyoto, which he must resolve.

Just as the two were talking, suddenly birds in the distant mountain forest were startled into flight, a large number of birds soared straight into the sky, flapping their wings.

Zhang Chen and Chen Ping paused their movements of eating roasted meat. Chen Ping hastily put down the lamb ribs in his hand and shouted loudly: "Be on guard!"

The entire escort agency began to be on alert. Not long after, they saw torches burning in the distance like a long snake, and then saw a large group of people coming from the direction of the dense forest.

The people from the escort agency saw that large group, and that large group saw the people from the escort agency. Both parties were cautious, showing wary expressions.

Zhang Chen looked into the distance and saw that the opponents were roughly tens of thousands. However, their group was divided into two parts; one part consisted of several thousand brawny men with swords, escorting tens of thousands of unarmed men.

The escorting group met the people from the escort agency at a distance, exchanged a glance, and both confirmed that the other was not to be trifled with, then passed by, still wary.

Zhang Chen stood in the crowd, scrutinizing that group, his eyes revealing a trace of surprise. Several thousand brawny men had cultivated martial arts Qi Blood, and many had even opened Martial Dao acupoints, stepping into a very advanced realm in martial arts. Clearly, this group was not simple.

"Hurry up, all of you! Before dawn tonight, you must follow me to the old turtle ridge. If anyone dares to fall behind, I’ll behead them," the leading man said, the whip in his hand cracked in the air, bursting with a sound like firecrackers, constantly urging everyone to move forward.

Suddenly, someone was scared by the randomly waving whip, fell directly to the ground, provoking displeasure from the leading man: "Fool, get up and move on!"

While speaking, the leading man’s whip, like a storm, whipped down, causing the man to roll around on the ground, begging continuously, "Grandpa, don’t hit! Grandpa, don’t hit!"

Zhang Chen watched the man rolling around on the ground, previously indifferent and cold-eyed, his gaze now hardened because he recognized the man rolling on the ground. Not only did he recognize him, he was his old acquaintance: Chen Xu.

The very Chen Xu who was skilled in Feng Shui Technique, assisted Zhang Chen in digging up Prince Pingbian’s ancestral grave, then absorbed Ba Snake Blood, able to transform into a Ba Snake.

"Why is Chen Xu here? And captured?" Zhang Chen couldn’t help but be stunned seeing this.

Although the whipping was urgent, Chen Xu was not an ordinary person. The whip only left superficial injuries on him without hurting his bones.

"Strange, with Chen Xu’s capabilities, even if he couldn’t defeat the opponent, escaping in Ba Snake form shouldn’t be a problem. How could he be captured so easily?" Zhang Chen showed disbelief in his eyes, feeling baffled, and he could see that Chen Xu’s strength should be higher than the leading samurai, so how could he be captured?

As countless thoughts swirled in Zhang Chen’s mind, Chen Xu quickly got up and blended into the crowd, avoiding the whip.

Zhang Chen felt uncertain and wondered about Chen Xu’s situation, debating whether he should rescue him.

As Zhang Chen contemplated countless possibilities, the group had already departed, disappearing into the darkness, leaving Zhang Chen sitting in the dark, seemingly pondering something.

"This group is so peculiar." Chen Ping came beside Zhang Chen, taking a bite of the roasted lamb leg on the rack, his face now relaxed.

"How do you mean?" Zhang Chen asked.

"They don’t seem like officials nor common martial world people, yet each possesses martial arts skills. I’m not sure from where these experts come." Chen Ping remarked.

Hearing Chen Ping’s words, Zhang Chen replied: "They truly are bizarre."

However, Chen Ping didn’t take it seriously and continued eating the lamb leg and then went to rest.

The next morning, with the sunrise, a group of people continued on their journey. But when they reached the pass near the old turtle ridge, they saw those thousands of sword-wielding men they encountered last night, now gathered at the gate of the old turtle ridge, while the tens of thousands of laborers seen last night were no longer in sight.

Those thousands of brawny men blocked the gate. Seeing the large group of escort agency people, a small leader stood up and shouted loudly: "Come over, come over, all of you, come over!"

"Trouble is coming!" Chen Ping’s pupils contracted upon seeing this, taking a deep breath with vigilance in his eyes, and the escort masters behind him began to secretly take out their weapons.

Chen Ping rode forward at this moment, coming to the small leader, offering a formal gesture: "I am an escort master of the Dragon Tiger Escort Agency. May I ask which path friends you are from, and why are you intercepting our escort agency’s route?"

"Do you know where this is?" The small leader looked at Chen Ping, arrogantly saying: "Dragon Tiger Escort Agency? I’ve heard of it! But do you know where this is?"

"This place is the old turtle ridge, is it not?" Chen Ping replied.

"Since you know it is the old turtle ridge, don’t you know that this place has been chosen by our new Great King, becoming our territory." The small leader said.

"May I ask which Great King has stationed here?" Chen Ping inquired seriously.

To be unafraid of Dragon Tiger Escort Agency, regardless of Dragon Tiger Mountain, must be of great significance!

"Our chieftain is Zhou Chuan!"