Chapter 241: Chapter 157: Heavenly Spinning Jade Light Body (First Update)
“Indeed, luxurious,” Ning Xinyue said, feigning a surprised expression.
“It looks like the Han Family has had some bad luck. They arranged a marriage alliance with the Nanjing King and sent off their young lady, Han Ruyan, but then this happened recently. I’ve heard that they’ve sought help from many disciples of first-class sects, including the Purple Mist Sect, Miao Yin Temple, and Guan Chao Pavilion,” the scholar said.
At these words, Su Jie and Xiao Fengyuan’s eyes lit up immediately.
The reason why Su Jie and his companions had come to East Victory City was the directive of the Identity Jade, suggesting that Qi Shijian was likely residing within the city.
Putting together what the scholar said, things became progressively clearer.
“Thank you for the clarification.”
Ning Xinyue smiled sweetly and bid farewell to the scholar.
“The Han Family, huh!”
After entering the city, Su Jie checked the guidance of the Identity Jade, and as luck would have it, the direction it pointed to was right where the Han Mansion was located.
“It seems that the whereabouts of Qi Shijian indeed lie with the Han Family,” Su Jie thought to himself and shared the guidance of the Identity Jade with Ning Xinyue and Xiao Fengyuan.
“Are we going in directly?” Xiao Fengyuan asked, his voice low, contemplating a swift and decisive strike to capture their target.
“I would like to do just that, but over at the Han Family…” Su Jie shook his head. The Han Family had many disciples from the reputable sects gathered there. With only Su Jie and Xiao Fengyuan to fight, plus Ning Xinyue who doesn’t exert much effort, they were outmatched by the numerous disciples of the righteous sects, and a head-on confrontation was too risky.
“Now, given that our identities are those of ordinary capable people set on doing good, isn’t the Han Mansion seeking assistance? We could respond to their call, first seek an opportunity to scout, and then strike when the moment is right,” Su Jie suggested after some thought.
Xiao Fengyuan nodded, “I have no objections.”
“That sounds quite interesting,” Ning Xinyue chirped, her eyebrows raised in delight. The thrill of subterfuge appealed greatly to her.
The Han Mansion was located in the southwestern corner of East Victory City, sprawling over an extensive area.
Tall and majestic courtyards with intricately carved beams and painted ridges, overwhelming eaves, deep gates and alleyways twisted and turned like a labyrinth.
This estate was like a small city in itself, with embroidered buildings, kitchens, family schools, academies, flower gardens, servant residences, and surrounded courtyards—there were thousands of rooms and hundreds of courtyards, large and small.
Everywhere was planted with a variety of flowers and trees, teeming with colorful blossoms, towering bamboos, picturesque ponds, and pavilions interspersed.
They say even a starving camel is still bigger than a horse; even in decline, the Han Family’s splendor was beyond what common people could even dare to dream about.
At this moment, in the Han Family’s rear garden, distinct with its seasons, with spring’s purple hazes and summer’s inviting cicada songs, autumn’s gold and green trees, a group of young men and women were enjoying the scenery and playing. The men were graceful and extraordinary in appearance, while the women had bright teeth and beautiful brows, with hair piled high and elegant.
Among these people, two were particularly striking. One had long hair over the shoulders, slender shoulders, a delicate waist, skin as smooth as ice and bones as fine as jade, an absolutely gorgeous appearance, eyes that captivated the soul, wearing dazzling silk clothes, adorned with gold and jade jewelry, sparkling with pearls, and footed in jade shoes, moving with dignified grace, shining bright as precious pearls and jades.
This girl was none other than the darling of the Han Family, Han Ruyan.
Another woman, with a countenance pale as snow and features like a painting, her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall. She was clad in celestial clothes adorned with cloud patterns and tassels, holding a Phoenix Feather Fan in her hand. She seemed like a Goddess seated on high clouds, her gait surrounded by an enchanting melody, exuding an aura of spiritual energy that could sway one’s soul.
This was Fairy Mo from Miao Yin Temple, Mo Shiyao, widely known as the first beauty among the young generation in Qingzhou.
“Miss Han, do you truly not wish to join our Miao Yin Temple? With your talent, you could surely reach Taoist Platform Realm in your cultivation journey, or even ascend to a higher realm, observing the world’s transformation without being tainted by a speck of dust, enjoying a long and lasting life.”
Mo Shiyao’s voice was sweet, laced with an enchanting allure.
Her gaze followed the dazzling girl beside her, and solely in terms of beauty, the two were evenly matched.
But as for their aura, she was like a Goddess descending from the Ninth Heaven, while the other merely possessed a nobility from birth, distinguishing their ranks.
“Fairy Mo, I cannot defy my parents’ orders. I am already betrothed to the Nanjing King and will be married in five days. There’s no longer any opportunity for me to seek the path of cultivation and query the Dao.”
Han Ruyan’s voice was soft and mellow, like a rich wine that could intoxicate the listener.
“Miss Han, your Heavenly Spinning Jade Light Body is such that you would progress at a rapid pace in your cultivation. If you are willing to join the Purple Mist Sect, I’m sure our sect elders can help mediate the matter with the Nanjing King.”
A young man clothed in white, with flowing hair and handsome features, exuded an extraordinary aura that seemed detached from worldly concerns spoke persuasively.
He was the beloved grandson of the Sect Master of the Purple Cloud Sect, Xiao Guanglian, a Divine Son intensively nurtured by his sect.
By Xiao Guanglian’s side stood a man with a gentle smile. At the moment, he chimed in, saying, “Miss Han, the Purple Mist Sect is one of Qingzhou’s reputable sects. Your concerns about your family and the Nanjing King are trivial matters that we will handle for you.”
If Su Jie and Xiao Fengyuan were here, they would have recognized the man speaking. It was none other than Qi Shijian, whom they had been desperately seeking.
He was now mingling with a group of people from reputable sects, his eyes occasionally fixing on Mo Shiyao with a gaze filled with intense adoration.
“Miss Han, Guan Chao Pavilion has a certain rapport with the Imperial Family of the Da Li Dynasty. I imagine the Nanjing King would give us some face.”
A man dressed in a wide, blue robe with a white jade belt tied around his waist, his black hair fluttering in the wind, stood with an impressive and commanding air. His eyes and eyebrows reflected an untamed spirit, and he spoke with strong confidence and charm.
He was Yu Wenjing from Guan Chao Pavilion, who possessed the Obsidian Scale Body, ranking fourteenth among Divine Bodies, and boasted of a Seventh-level cultivation within the Ten Levels of the Yunling Realm. His status and strength within his sect were even above what Du Shaochang once had.
While speaking, he looked at Han Ruyan with admiration.
This young woman, who bore the Heavenly Spinning Jade Light Body ranked seventh among the Divine Bodies, was a first-class cultivation physique in the world. Known as the Beichen Chui Xiang, orbited by all stars, it was deemed the Creation Mechanism, the master of gods and men, commanding awe across the Three Realms, ruling All Spirits.
This was the terrifying potential of the Heavenly Spinning Jade Light Body, said to be capable of shaking the Three Realms and ruling All Spirits upon its growth.
Being born in the Han Mansion and exposed to music, chess, calligraphy, and painting from a young age, she had not rigorously cultivated, and solely through the natural growth of her spiritual power, she already possessed a Seventh-level cultivation in the Yunling Realm.
If she embraced the path of cultivation and received nurturance and teachings from a sect, she was bound to become, at the very least, a powerful being in the Taoist Platform Realm and possibly ascend to even higher realms, having the potential to protect her sect for a millennium.
After Xiao Guanglian and Yu Wenjing had spoken, about a dozen other men and women also took turns to persuade her.
They were all disciples from various sects in Qingzhou, drawn here because Han Ruyan’s Heavenly Spinning Jade Light Body had been discovered during a routine check-up before her marriage to the Nanjing King, which had caused a sensation throughout Qingzhou.
This was, after all, a Divine Body ranked in the top ten—Should she join any sect, it would greatly benefit from her growth.
Consequently, these sects sprang into action, each in a hurry to invite Han Ruyan to join their ranks.