Gentlemen Sit and Discuss the Dao

North of Yu Kingdom.

A colossal mountain range sprawled across the land.

In Yu Kingdom, no one was unfamiliar with this mountain's name—Taiheng Mountain. It was because this mountain was Great Yu's most ancient Dragon Vein. Back then, the Grand Ancestor Emperor had marched out from here and swept across the world.

At this moment.

At the dragon-head position of Taiheng Mountain, towering palaces rose one after another.

A young man in a python robe was listlessly wiping down memorial tablets.

These were all ancestors of the Zhu Family.

This place was the ancestral temple of Great Yu's imperial clan, and he was the youngest son of the current Holy Emperor.

The imperial clan had always kept this custom.

The youngest son guarded the family tombs.

Among the many memorial tablets, one was the most distinctive.

No name was carved upon it; it was merely a blank tablet.

Yet this prince wiped it with exceptional care, because the one it represented was the guardian deity of the Great Yu Immortal Dynasty—Li Rui!

That was right.

Li Rui had gone straight into the Zhu Family's ancestral temple.

"I see."

Inside the room.

Listening to his disciple Liang He, Li Rui smiled and shook his head.

He had not even left, yet his memorial tablet had entered the ancestral temple before him.

Moreover, according to Liang He, its rank was second only to that of the Grand Ancestor Emperor.

Fortune had been accumulating all along.

Only when Li Rui returned did it surge into his body like mountains toppling and seas overturning.

Though an Immortal Dynasty's Fortune was merely Second-class Fortune.

It was far inferior to the First-class Fortune of the Heavenly Secret Record, but there was simply too much of it.

There was even more than the Holy Emperor possessed.

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