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Chapter 185 - 182: Magnificent! Reversal of Mountains and Rivers! (Fourth Change)
Chapter 185 - 182: Magnificent! Reversal of Mountains and Rivers! (Fourth Change)
Chapter 185: Chapter 182: Magnificent! Reversal of Mountains and Rivers! (Fourth Change)
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Early the next morning, Yang Zhen woke up refreshed, smacked the cat, and said, “Let’s go for breakfast!”
The cat, whose tail was puffed up, seemed delighted to hear about food. Its fur smoothed out and its tail began to wag. It walked out to the water, dipped its head in, gargled a bit, shook the water off its head, and meowed at Yang Zhen, “Kid, what are we having for breakfast?”
Yang Zhen was in the middle of freshening up and mumbled a response so low even he didn’t hear it. The door to the courtyard was then pushed open.
Wang Meiling stood at the entrance, smiling faintly, and proposed, “How about having the Wanhua banquet?”
“Eh?” The cat excitedly ran over to Wang Mailing’s side, nodding repeatedly without any sense of dignity. It asked, “That’s great! When are we going to
eat?”
Yang Zhen wiped his mouth and stepped out to ask, “When are we leaving?
“We leave as soon as we finish eating!”
After a meal that had Yang Zhen itching to hit someone-specifically, the cat— Yang Zhen threw the rascal out by its tail. Come to think of it, the creature s stomach seemed bottomless. No matter how much it ate, it seemed always hungry. It was only after expulsion that their meal could proceed in peace.
“Kid, that’s not fair! Don’t forget that I too played a part in securing these two Wanhua banquets. You can’t abandon me after you’ve crossed the bridge!” The cat was shouting from outside the door. Undisturbed, Yang Zhen promised, “Alright. When we’re at the Sea Dragon Pool, you’ll lead the way. If you survive, the next Wanhua banquet will be all yours. Deal?” “I’ve thought about it, and I can forgo a meal, or at least eat a bit less. Such ostentatious matters should be handled by you. After all, they invited you, not
Wang Meiling seemed very interested in the squabble between man and cat, only taking bites from time to time.
After they finished eating, the cat’s voice suddenly came from outside, “Hold it. What do you guys want? Yang Zhen is inside deepening his understanding of life with the little missy. Don’t bother them!”
The color drained from Wang Meiling’s face. She turned to Yang Zhen, “The Wang Family is here!”
Yang Zhen nodded, with a strange expression, “Remember, I’m only responsible for you!”
Wang Meiling laughed lightly, “Who told you to be responsible!”
“All the better if I don’t have to be responsible!” Yang Zhen’s gaze lingered on Wang Meiling. He couldn’t figure out what she ate to grow up. The big parts were intimidatingly big, and the thin parts were criminally thin.
“So you’re the cat, right? Move aside, I’m looking for my clanswoman!” A boisterous voice came, causing Yang Zhen to smirk with schadenfreude.
“Damn, kid, I’m right here. You try touching me and see whether your head is harder or Yang Zhen’s hammer!”
Yang Zhen nearly blurted out a swear word. This damned cat truly knew how to take advantage of a situation.
As Wang Meiling rose to open the door, Yang Zhen saw the visitors-four in total, all Nascent Soul Stage practitioners and quite young. They included three males and one female, each one more extraordinary than the last.
Without a doubt, the flushed and gritting his teeth was the boy who had spoken earlier.
Before the boy could speak, Yang Zhen pointed at him from a distance and declared, “If he’s coming, I’m not!”
Everyone was stunned by this statement, while the cat cackled in the background, relishing the commotion.
“Wh… Why?” The young man spluttered in rage, his face flushed, looking utterly unconvinced.
“Because your forehead is ominously dark. You’re likely to face a moonlight disaster. It’s a bad omen!” Yang Zhen bluffed.
Wang Meiling approached Yang Zhen, tidied up his clothes, and said with dancing eyes, “Yang Zhen, these are our clan’s disciples. They are going to the Emperor Stele in the Sea Dragon Pool to comprehend the imprints of the emperor.”
Yang Zhen had an epiphany. Wang Meiling put heavy emphasis on the words ‘comprehending the imprints of the emperor.’ He took a meaningful look at Wang Meiling, clearly seeing through the ignorance of the four youngsters. He then stepped out and said, “Let’s go!”
The young man heaved a sigh of relief, quickly following Yang Zhen. He said, “You must be the Sao Saint, right? My name is Wang Ba, Ba as in charm, not eight. What were you thinking when you slammed Lu Baichi to death? Weren’t you afraid of repercussions from the people of the blessed land of Mountian Hua?”
“Hey, I admire you, why don’t you respond to me?
“You… hey, don’t go…”
Throughout the journey, Yang Zhen couldn’t handle the constant disturbance. He glared and fiercely said, “Say one more word, and I’ll strip you naked and throw you into the Sea Dragon Pool to feed the turtles. Do you believe me?” Upon hearing this, the color drained from Wang Ba’s face and he didn’t dare to utter another word.
Wang Meiling on the side couldn’t help but laugh at the comical situation. She pointed out a towering peak in the distance and said, “That’s Broken Wall Mountain. Legend has it that the Eastern Desolation Emperor severed it with a single blow, blocking the lifeline of the Sea Dragon Clan and rescuing tens of thousands of ordinary folks on Wanhua Island.”
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen looked in the direction she pointed and was taken aback.
The majestic mountain rose towards the sky, so vast that Yang Zhen’s gaze couldn’t encompass all of it. The so-called Broken Wall Mountain resembled a giant wall, obstructing the panorama, stretching out like a mountain range.
If this was indeed cut open with a single slash, was the person who did it even human?
Did the emperor possess such terrifying means?
Notably, at the foot of Broken Wall Mountain, an endlessly vast and unfathomably deep lake roiled beneath. It mirrored the vast ocean not too far away with its profound azure waters. From afar, it looked like a massive black hole.
Before they could get closer, everyone heard a thunderous rumble. It was as if heaven and earth were humming. A terrifyingly colossal waterfall descended from the sky, crashing into the lake, spraying sky-high splashes all around. It was as if a sea dragon was stirring the sea and roaring crazily.
Yang Zhen never expected such a grand and magnificent place to exist on Wanhua Island. For a moment, his heart too seemed to broaden. He took a deep breath and said, “It’s a work of nature, embodying the power of Heaven and Earth!”
Wang Meiling giggled and said, “You have yet to witness the Dragon Leaping into the Full Moon. That is the real natural wonder.”
“Huh?” Yang Zhen was dumbfounded. He looked at the scorching sun in the sky and asked in confusion, “What does the Dragon Leaping into the Full Moon mean?”
“I know! 1 know!” Wang Ba eagerly stepped forward and explained, “On every full moon, the Sea Dragon Waterfall will run upstream. The spectacle is truly magnificent, as though the world is upside down. The True Essence is most violent at such times. Cultivating here will yield twice the results with half the effort, and it also sharpens one’s character. This is why every full moon night, countless practitioners gather here to cultivate together. Their combined aura lights up the sky, making it the most bustling occasion on Wanhua Island.” The scoundrel cat’s eyes sparkled, and it grew unusually quiet, never taking its eyes off the water in the pool.
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen stared at the Sea Dragon Waterfall that reached the heavens in astonishment.
This thing could be sucked back up, is there a magic formation within this waterfall?
But who could set up such a magic formation except the Emperor? And the fact that it was still operating after thousands of years makes it truly a work against the nature.
Then, Yang Zhen suddenly had a thought and turned his head to Wang Meiling to ask, “Isn’t the full moon night tomorrow?”
Wang Meiling nodded and said, “And why do you think we only arrived today? And tomorrow night is not just a full moon night.
“And what else could it be?” asked Yang Zhen, puzzled.
Wang Meiling did not reply. Beside them, the scoundrel cat suddenly yelled excitedly, “Blood Moon! It’s a Blood Moon night!”
Upon hearing the scoundrel cat’s words, Yang Zhen’s heart jolted.. For some reason, he was reminded of the Blood Seed!