Jiang Wang's Mansion

Great Chu, the capital. ωδ

This once prosperous capital, which has witnessed the rise and fall of more than a dozen kings of the Chu Kingdom, is now even more prosperous under the rule of the Empress this year. The capital is thriving, reminiscent of the heyday of the Chu Kingdom when Emperor Chu the Conqueror first founded it five thousand years ago.

Clearly, the people had a high degree of recognition for the Chu Kingdom's first Empress. Chu Qiongyu lived up to expectations, stabilizing Chu Kingdom's declining situation in just half a year and leading Chu Kingdom back to its peak.

Today's capital is somewhat different from the past, especially in the direction of the East Gate, where people are constantly squeezing out. Ten miles outside the city, the streets are packed with people, making the official roads completely blocked.

"Is some important person coming today? Why is it so noisy outside the East Gate?" A young cultivator, unaware of the situation, couldn't help but grab a passing cultivator and ask.

The passing cultivator didn't refuse to answer, saying, "You don't know this? Our Chu Kingdom Saint Chu has returned!"

"Saint Chu?" The young cultivator frowned and asked curiously, "I don't think there's Saint Chu in the Chu Kingdom now?"

Since the previous Saint Chu, Feng Yiming, stepped down, the Chu Kingdom has been without a Saint Chu for nearly a year, so long that the people of the Chu Kingdom have forgotten that this profession even Chu Kingdom.

Upon hearing this, a passing cultivator laughed and said, "Of course it's the former Saint Chu Feng Yiming. It is said that after Feng Yiming became Carrying Book Slave for the Mysterious Bookstore last year, he carried a book directly towards the capital. Today he has arrived ten miles outside the city. Everyone has heard the news and specially went out of the city to admire the heroic figure of Saint Chu."

Saint Chu Feng Yiming? The young cultivator was startled. This was a famous figure who had lived for 3,500 years in the Azure Dragon Continent. He had disappeared for a period of time this year, but everyone knew him.

Now that Saint Chu Feng Yiming has returned to the capital, it is bound to cause a sensation. Most people want to see Saint Chu, who has been missing for more than a year.

"I'm not talking to you anymore. I got up Early Bird today to go check it out, but I doubt I can even squeeze into the city now. Farewell!" The passing cultivator clasped his hands in a fist salute to the young cultivator, and left in a hurry without waiting for a reply.

The young cultivator watched the departing figure of the passing cultivator, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then followed after him.

Ten miles outside the East Gate, Feng Yiming, with an expressionless face, held a pagoda in one hand and stood upright in front of him with the other. On his hunched back was a book with a reddish-white hue, and his entire body was covered with golden characters. He walked forward step by step.

The area was already crowded with people, all looking at Feng Yiming with curious eyes. Feng Yiming walked on expressionlessly, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

This has been the case ever since he left Dubian Town. In the past year or so, he has walked through mountains and rivers, passing through nine towns, forty-seven villages, and one hundred and thirty villages. He has been watched by countless people, curious by countless people, and followed by countless people. He has long since developed a calm and composed demeanor.

In the capital city, Feng Yiming looked up at the eastern gate, one of the nine ancient ruins, a place where he had lived for thousands of years. His cloudy eyes were filled with memories.

Things have changed, but the scenes from more than three thousand years ago are still faintly visible. More than three thousand years ago, the State of the Chu Kingdom was at its peak, and its national fortune dominated the continent.

Three thousand years later, the Chu Kingdom was in decline, its fate unclear, its edifice crumbling, and it was tossed about by the wind and rain.

Fortunately, the Chu Kingdom has now stopped its decline and is like an Azure Dragon awakening, moving towards its former glory and destined to surpass it.

The Chu Kingdom shall rise! Feng Yiming strode confidently onto the land where he had lived for over three thousand years.

Today, the capital city is quite extraordinary. In addition to Feng Yiming entering the capital outside the East Gate, a handsome young man with a face like jade also entered the West Gate and headed straight for the inner city.

The capital city is divided into inner and outer cities. The outer city is inhabited by ordinary people, while the inner city is inhabited by high-ranking officials, nobles, and cultivators with high levels of cultivation.

On Zhuque Street in the inner city, the officials of the Chu Kingdom lived, such as the residences of the Twelve Kings of the Great Chu.

The young man seemed very familiar with the capital. He didn't take any unnecessary steps, nor did he pay attention to the constant noise and discussions about Saint Chu Feng Yiming's arrival in the capital. He was only concerned with what he wanted to do next, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips. He seemed to be looking forward to everything that was about to happen.

Soon, the young man arrived at the gate of the Li Family's mansion, one of the Twelve Kings of the Great Chu. He paused, looked up at the plaque above the gate, and bowed slightly to it.

There were guards in black armor standing on both sides of the gate. They were puzzled when they suddenly saw someone bowing to them, and they looked at each other, not understanding what was going on.

The young people did not linger; after their pilgrimage, they continued on their way.

"Do you know that young man from earlier?" the black-armored guard began to ask.

I've only been here for three months, and I haven't even gotten to know everyone in the mansion yet, so how could I possibly know him?

I stayed there for a year, but I never saw this person.

That must be a practitioner who received favors from the master in the past.

Maybe.

While the black-armored guards were discussing, the young man had already walked straight to the Jiang Family mansion of the Twelve Kings of Great Chu.

This Prince Jiang's Mansion, which has stood on Zhuque Street for five thousand years since Emperor Chu the Conqueror founded the Chu Kingdom, has not been tarnished by the passage of time. Instead, it has become more and more magnificent and vibrant. The three large characters "Prince Jiang's Mansion" on the plaque have been repaired and replaced countless times.

The only thing that remained unchanged was the name of the mansion, 'Prince Jiang's Mansion'.

Coincidentally, the Jiang Family's gate opened, and maids and guards went out first, then stepped aside to wait, clearly indicating that the master of the mansion was about to leave.

The young man stood there, back to back, quietly watching everything, a smile on his face, unhurried and composed.

Soon, a handsome young man emerged from inside, dressed in a blue robe and holding a folding fan. He was Jiang Yibei, the eldest son of the Jiang Family. Behind Jiang Yibei followed Jiang Yizhou, the most loyal servant of the Jiang Family.

As a servant, Jiang Yizhou naturally had to keep an eye on everything. Before Jiang Yibei even stepped out, he saw Li Bieli standing on the road below the steps. His cloudy eyes showed a look of shock, and he even forgot to lift his feet to keep up with his young master's pace.

Jiang Yibei had just stepped out the door with a warm smile on his face, but when he glanced at the young man out of the corner of his eye, his smile suddenly froze and turned serious.

Li Bieli!

Jiang Yibei!