Ultimate Gold, Arriving at Wu'an City

Two months later.

Inside the worn-out carriage, Dai Chengfeng sat cross-legged, his hands clasped in front of his abdomen as he focused his mind.

Under his guidance, the final wisp of Acquired Geng Metal Qi within his body slowly passed through the Shenji Gate, then entered Shangguan Yuzhen, before finally returning to his Dantian.

One Heavenly Cycle was complete.

"Huff..."

Dai Chengfeng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and opened his eyes, sensing the changes within his body.

Soon, the corners of his lips lifted into an excited smile.

"These two months of grueling cultivation weren't for nothing!"

"Not only has all the Soul Power and Geng Metal Qi within my body completely transformed into Innate Qi..."

"But after being tempered by the Innate Geng Metal Qi..."

Dai Chengfeng rose to his feet. At around one and a half meters tall, his increasingly perfect muscular contours were clearly defined.

The clothes he had brought from Star Luo City had now become too small to wear.

With just a light clench of his fist, he could feel surging power coursing through his body, as though he could punch a Magic Bull to death.

And it was not merely his strength!

Dai Chengfeng's Five Viscera and Six Bowels had likewise become increasingly resilient after being tempered by the Innate Geng Metal Qi.

A closer look would reveal strands of Innate Geng Metal Qi faintly flowing beneath his skin, gleaming with a golden luster.

If the Acquired Geng Metal Qi from before had granted Dai Chengfeng the ultimate sharpness...

Then the Geng Metal Qi that had now transformed into Innate Qi was simply the most perfect spear and shield—Ultimate Gold.

Even if one day the defensive strength of Dai Chengfeng's physical body became comparable to the Golden Light Spell used by the Old Celestial Master, it would not be an empty claim.

"Awesome!"

"The strength of my physical body probably no longer loses to some low-level Soul Grandmasters. It's like being reborn!"

For a moment, Dai Chengfeng was incomparably excited.

If not for the fact that this carriage was too worn-out to withstand much abuse, Dai Chengfeng truly wanted to test his current strength properly.

"Whoa!"

At that moment, Zhu Fan suddenly called out and brought the carriage to a stop.

"Chengfeng, are you done cultivating?"

"Yes, Uncle. Why did we suddenly stop?"

Curious, Dai Chengfeng lifted the carriage curtain and stepped outside.

"Look over there!"

Zhu Fan raised a hand and pointed straight ahead. "That is our destination, Wu'an City."

"If you want to turn back now, there's still time. No one will say anything. But if you truly enter Wu'an City and then regret it, I'm afraid there will inevitably be gossip."

Hearing this, Dai Chengfeng looked in the direction Zhu Fan pointed.

Right before them stood a tall, somewhat weathered city in silence.

Its thick City Wall was built from enormous stone blocks. The erosion of time and the baptism of countless wars had left it covered in dense pits and cracks, like an old general scarred all over, silently recounting the glory of his past.

Atop the walls, the banners of the Star Luo Empire snapped fiercely in the gale. The pattern on them could vaguely be made out—it seemed to be a roaring white tiger.

Yet the once-pure white had long since become old and crimson beneath the relentless wind, sun, and smoke of war.

Even the wind blowing from that direction seemed to carry faint traces of bloodshed and killing intent.

At the city gates, passing pedestrians hurried along with rushed steps.

Many bore injuries, both obvious and concealed. Some had bloodstained strips of cloth wrapped around their arms, while others limped along, their faces filled with exhaustion and vigilance. At a glance, it was clear they had seen battle.

On either side of the gates stood two somewhat worn-out watchtowers, where guards constantly kept alert watch over the activity outside the city.

Though their weapons no longer looked new, they had been polished until they glinted with cold light, ready at any moment to face whatever danger might come.

It was easy to see that they were an elite force.

"Uncle!"

Dai Chengfeng did not hesitate in the slightest. His gaze was firm, even flashing with eager excitement. "Didn't I leave the comfortable Star Luo City and come here precisely to carve out a Road to Heaven of my own?"

"Wu'an City will be my new beginning!"

Looking at Dai Chengfeng, Zhu Fan's eyes were filled with worry, but also a trace of gratification.

"Good!"

"Since you have made up your mind, Chengfeng, then whether what lies ahead is a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, your uncle will accompany you through it."

"Hyah!"

The two urged the carriage onward, slowly making their way toward Wu'an City once more.

Several guards stood before the city gate.

They wore Silver White Armor, its surface crisscrossed with scratches, some parts even dented inward. It was obvious they had been tempered by countless battles.

Their gazes swept vigilantly over every person entering the city.

As soon as Dai Chengfeng's carriage reached the gate, one guard stepped forward to block it, sizing up Dai Chengfeng and Zhu Fan.

"Where are you from? What business do you have entering the city?"

Zhu Fan frowned, his expression turning displeased as he barked, "Insolence!"

"You dare block the Fourth Prince's carriage?"

"Go tell your general to come receive His Highness!"

"The Fourth Prince?"

Hearing Zhu Fan's rebuke, the guards immediately exchanged glances, their eyes filled with uncertainty and shock.

They repeatedly examined Dai Chengfeng...

Though they felt that the young man before them, despite riding in a worn-out carriage, was dressed in unmistakable luxury and carried an extraordinary bearing.

Still, based on that alone, they found it difficult to immediately believe that this person was the esteemed Fourth Prince of the Star Luo Empire.

After hesitating for a moment, one guard gathered his courage and respectfully said to Zhu Fan, "My lord, we have received no orders stating that the Fourth Prince would be arriving in Wu'an City."

"Therefore, if you wish for our general to come receive His Highness, you must provide His Majesty's written decree."

"What do you think...?"

"They didn't receive word that I was coming?"

Hearing this, several black lines appeared across Dai Chengfeng's forehead. Did my father never expect me to make it to Wu'an City without admitting my mistake?

Or did he do this on purpose, hoping I would give up in the face of difficulty?

Regardless, Dai Chengfeng did not care.

Still, he had no intention of making things difficult for these dutiful soldiers. After all, they were good men of the Star Luo Empire.

Thus, Dai Chengfeng spoke lightly, "You want an order?"

Several guards nodded instinctively.

Dai Chengfeng stood atop the carriage, looking down at the soldiers before him.

Unhurriedly, he took out a sheet of white paper from his Spatial Soul Tool.

Just as everyone was puzzled.

A wave of Soul Power suddenly surged around Dai Chengfeng...

Roar—!

In an instant, an ear-splitting tiger's roar rang out before the city gate.

Behind Dai Chengfeng, the White Tiger raised its head and roared furiously, majestic and imposing.

It was even completely different from an ordinary White Tiger Spirit. Strange runes circled its body, while faint golden arcs of lightning danced through its fur. Even the surrounding air trembled.

Startled, the horses reared up on their hind legs, neighing without end.

The hairs on the bodies of the soldiers before him stood on end. It was an instinctive fear, unrelated to willpower.

Even Zhu Fan, an eighty-third-level Soul Douluo.

Could not help but shudder, his face filled with shock and uncertainty.

Why does His Highness's White Tiger Spirit seem somewhat different from His Majesty's and Mu Bai's spirits?

Not only is it more imposing, but it also faintly gives off a sacred feeling that inspires reverence?!

At that moment.

Dai Chengfeng tossed the sheet of white paper in his hand to the soldiers before him.

"This is the order!"