My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 148 - 133 Brief Separation
Chapter 148: Chapter 133 Brief Separation
Chapter 148: Chapter 133 Brief Separation
Du You West City.
The city tower stands a thousand zhang high.
The city gate, forged entirely of mysterious iron, no one knew how it was opened and closed each day.
In the mortal world, such a massive object would surely be a wonder.
But Du You is the top city upon the mountain in the Wangque Continent.
A place rich with natural beauty and treasures, where the city looms within the mists, and people of outstanding talent come and go as swiftly as shooting stars.
It is a resplendent pearl set at the edge of heaven and earth by the Xuanhuang Human Clan.
Cultivators swarm the skies, Immortals stand prominent, and there are millions of commoners.
The number of people entering and leaving the city each day is countless.
There is no distinction between those on the mountain and those below.
Many wondrous sights and happenings have become part of everyday life for the people.
Lu Wan, a coachman from Chen’s Carriage Shop in the West City, was driving her carriage, slowly following the river-like flow of people queuing to enter the city.
She was in a good mood.
Because she had successfully acquired a client for a card yesterday.
And just now, that young master had even gotten a card for that little Immortal girl who seemed about to part ways.
Lu Wan grew up in Du You West City, her family’s circumstances rank at the bottom among others in the West City, just like her, and the same is true for the million commoners within the city.
In Du You City, if one wants to fundamentally change their destiny, the most primary and expedient method is cultivation.
Young men and women of Du You City, as long as they possess cultivation talent, might have the chance to be chosen by Immortal families and nobility from the East City, a future bright and boundless awaits them.
Even if they cannot ascend to the heavens in a single step, at the very least, through Youlan Prefecture’s systematic selection and promotion mechanisms, they can obtain cultivation resources and ascend step by step.
But unfortunately, or rather quite normally,
Lu Wan herself did not possess the talent for cultivation, and many of her peers lacked it as well; this was the norm.
Not to mention those geniuses famous throughout the Taiching Four Mansions and Linlu Academy.
Even the potential cultivators who qualify to ascend the mountain are one in a thousand.
But there are so many commoners at the bottom of the mountain that, even after the sifting sands, the number of cultivators on the mountain remains impressively vast.
In fact, this is sometimes why Zhao Rong feels like he is worthless.
Never mind Gui, the venomous Sword Spirit, whether it’s Qing Jun, Qian’er, Wenruo, or Liu Sanbian, many of his acquaintances are cultivators.
Actually, if he looked down, he would realize that his cultivation aptitude was already one in a hundred; after all, his mother and his estranged father were both cultivators, and he at least had the hope of reaching the Fu Yao Realm.
But to ascend to the Vast Realm in this lifetime and truly step into the Cultivation World, his one-in-a-hundred talent simply fell short.
Lu Wan had come to terms with this reality early on and was quite satisfied with her current livelihood.
These past two days, she had earned two lower-grade Spirit Stones—though, after considering the boss’s cut, the expensive feed for the Dragon Colt, the debts from acquiring the carriage, and so on, what she actually took home might be less than one-tenth.
But as long as she worked hard, life would progressively improve, wouldn’t it?
“Young Master, since boats are not allowed to cross the river freely within the city, there are two paths to the East City: one is to cross the river outside the city and go through the East City Gate; the other is to cross the Li River from the northernmost point of West City and walk across Dragon Bridge to the East City.”
Zhao Rong looked out the window at the stream of people. Occasionally, he could see cultivators who had flown on magical treasures landing outside the city gates to enter on foot.
Portraits of people hung outside the city gate as well, apparently offering rewards for catching criminals.
Hearing her words, he responded without turning his head, “Either way, um, whichever is faster.”
“We’ll take the Dragon Bridge then.”
“Mhm.”
“That, Young Master.”
“What is it?”
“To cross over the Dragon Bridge, a payment of Spirit Stones is required…”
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, “No problem, it ought to be our responsibility. Just go ahead.”
“Alright, Young Master.”
Lu Wan’s voice was crisp.
Zhao Rong somewhat understood; after all, there were millions of commoners in the West City. If restrictions weren’t put in place, they’d be flocking to the Immortal-infested East City daily, turning it into a marketplace.
It seems that despite its bustling nature, Du You City still adheres to some strictly enforced hierarchies and rules.
The carriage made its way into the city.
It crossed West City without much delay.
Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao only managed to catch a glimpse of West City’s prosperity through the carriage window.
At noon, they arrived at a majestic and intricately constructed long bridge.
Spanning the east and west banks.
This was the only large bridge within the city.
The muddy yellow torrential river water rushed beneath the bridge, cascading into the vast and boundless North Sea.
Su Xiaoxiao had mentioned before that underneath the bridge, there seemed to be a Dragon-Slaying Sword suspended, one that suppressed all aquatic beings of the continent.
However, Zhao Rong and his party didn’t linger, and after paying a substantial fee, the carriage crossed the Dragon Bridge.
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Along the way, Lu Wan pointed out to Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao the buildings on the other side of the bridge, which appeared quite ordinary but stood on the stone cliffs by the sea in East City.
She said that was Youlan Prefecture, which managed the affairs within Du You City.
Before long.
The carriage came to a gentle stop in front of a nine-story tall building, which stood out among the sparsely populated avenue like a crane among chickens.
The plaque above the main entrance indeed read “Star-picking Tower”.
Zhao Rong looked towards Su Xiaoxiao, who kept turning back every three steps, and waved with a smile.
The girl carrying the small bookcase couldn’t help but look back, her eyes filled with reluctance as she gazed at him, but this time, as if suddenly coming to a realization, she bit her lip, took a deep breath, gave Zhao Rong, dressed in green, a solid look, and then decisively turned away.
The petite figure entered the Star-picking Tower without looking back.
Zhao Rong lowered his hand and let out a sigh of relief.
His smile faded as he took a serious look at the tall building and the surrounding scenery, committing them to memory before rubbing his face and getting back into the carriage.
Lu Wan looked back at Zhao Rong’s expression, “Young Master Zhao, where to next?”
Zhao Rong pondered for a moment, “Linlu Academy, if you would be so kind, Miss Wan.”
Lu Wan beamed a radiant smile, turned back around, and snapped the horsewhip.
“Young Master Zhao, you’re too polite. You are a honored guest of mine. If you need anything in the future, feel free to ring that bell I gave you yesterday evening. As long as I have time, I’ll be there, and if I’m busy, another coachman from Chen’s will come to pick you up.”
Zhao Rong nodded in acknowledgment.
Indeed, quite convenient, though a bit expensive; the Spirit Stones in the Crystal Card from Chen’s Carriage Shop had already depleted by a tenth with these two long journeys he and Su Xiaoxiao had undertaken.
The carriage once again set off, driving towards the East City Gate.
According to Lu Wan, Linlu Academy was not inside the city but outside East City, on the east bank of the Li River.
Zhao Rong looked around inside the carriage.
It was empty.
Only he remained.
Half a year ago, he had decided to go north to return the Jade Token.
Along the way, he met Liu Sanbian, saved Su Xiaoxiao, and acquainted himself with Lin Wenruo.
He had seen far too many people, and far too many things had happened.
He even pledged his life to Su Xiaoxiao at the broken observatory, albeit on the path to returning the Jade Token to Qing Jun.
But he had no regrets.
As long as he could withstand the consequences himself, then no matter what choices he made, he would never regret them.
Now, all the companions he had met on the way had left.
Some for good, others for a short while.
Zhao Rong held the white Jade Token that he had nurtured throughout the journey in the palm of his hand.
Once again, he was alone.
Lost in his thoughts, Zhao Rong didn’t notice at first.
“Whoa~”
The carriage suddenly came to a halt.
