Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

Book 2: Chapter 4: Country blessed by heaven

At this moment, there were many people standing on the platform, watching the giant beast. Some even stood on nearby rooftops, but most of them were outsiders.

Jiang Wang noticed that the locals seemed accustomed to it, calmly making tea and eating, going about their own business.

"Ah!"

At this moment, he heard a loud exclamation.

Jiang Wang turned his head and saw a man in ordinary clothes with a high forehead, shaking his head at the giant beast outside the city.

It is often said that those elegant scholars would climb high places and compose poems. It seemed that this Confucian scholar had come here to appreciate the giant beast.

Although Jiang Wang was not interested in poetry, he couldn't help but be curious when he saw this scene.

He listened as the man with the high forehead and ordinary clothes exclaimed in an exaggerated tone, "Today, I have come to bless the country and broaden my horizons! This giant turtle beast is huge, huge!"

After finishing his poem, he turned around in a circle, probably expecting applause and praise from the audience. However, everyone's eyes avoided him, and their faces showed various expressions of disdain.

Only Jiang Wang, who had experienced many hardships, was not moved by this bad poem.

He cleared his throat and walked to Jiang Wang's side without embarrassment, saying, "This old man seems to be very experienced and different from ordinary people. May I ask if this is your first time in Yu Country?"

Old man?

Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment before realizing that the man was calling him.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. Have I finally become like Du Laohu, where people call me "old" when I'm still young?

He didn't show any expression on his face, nor did he explain. He simply said, "Yes."

He had traveled all this way just to hurry on his journey and focus on cultivation. He didn't want to cause trouble or interact with others.

But this man with the high forehead seemed completely oblivious to his indifference. Instead, he enthusiastically said, "I didn't expect your voice to be so young, old man! Besides your hair, nothing else seems old. You really know how to maintain your youth!"

Jiang Wang didn't want to continue the conversation, so he ignored the man's words and focused his gaze on the giant beast outside the city, hoping that this person would leave due to the cold reception.

He noticed a group of officials in the city hastily walking out with scrolls in their hands.

And the giant beast's back slowly lowered a huge staircase.

Each step of the staircase could accommodate dozens of people.

When the officials from the city climbed the stairs, the staircase automatically retracted, pulling them all onto the city on the back of the giant beast.

"There is only one 'Upper City' in Yu Country, which is their capital. The kings and ministers all live in the capital. They are carried by this turtle beast to patrol the entire country. The turtle beast never stops, and it takes about half a year to travel the entire country. When they reach a city, the officials from the lower city have to go up and report."

The man with the high forehead explained familiarly next to Jiang Wang, "Look, those turtles are all cautious and careful. If their performance is ranked the worst among all the cities, they will be dismissed and eaten!"

Yu Country was the third country Jiang Wang had passed through on his journey. Its political ecology and operation were different from any other country he had seen, which indeed opened his eyes.

Jiang Wang noticed that the expressions of some people nearby were not quite right. Considering that they were in Yu Country, it was indeed inappropriate to call their officials "turtles." He gave a signal to the man with the high forehead, indicating that he should be more careful with his words.

Unexpectedly, the man with the high forehead misunderstood the signal as encouragement and became even more excited. "Do you also think so, old man? Our ancestors somehow got involved with this turtle beast and built a city on its shell. Since then, they have called themselves the blessed country. Hahaha, it's so funny."

He laughed for a while but found that Jiang Wang didn't join in the laughter, so he stopped with a bored expression.

At this moment, he heard an angry voice from behind, "What turtle beast? Our national guardian beast is Overlord! Among the nine sons of the dragon, Overlord is the sixth! It brings good fortune to the people and prolongs their lives!"

"What Overlord? The dragon race has disappeared, and there are still nine dragon sons?" The man with the high forehead refuted loudly, his tone righteous. As he spoke, he turned around and said, "Dragons are gone! Who did they give birth to...?"

His voice became smaller and smaller until it was unheard.

Because he found that the rooftop of the restaurant was already crowded with people, and most of them were glaring at him. Looking at the broken armor-like clothes that were popular in Yu Country...

"Oh! I suddenly have unbearable stomach pain!" The man with the high forehead held his stomach in pain and walked downstairs, saying, "Excuse me, excuse me, I have to leave."

The crowd rushed forward, accompanied by his screams, which gradually faded away.

But another group of people stayed behind and surrounded Jiang Wang.

One of them pointed his spear and said, "They are all together!"

Jiang Wang quickly explained, "I don't even know that man with the high forehead!"

In the distance, the voice of the man with the high forehead came again, "You dare to say you don't know me, Xu Xiangqian! Ah!"

His voice was interrupted by a scream.Jiang Wang gritted his teeth in secret. This talkative kid was quite damaging.

Even in the midst of being beaten, he didn't forget to drag him into it, probably as a retaliation for Jiang Wang not warning him in time.

Seeing the crowd getting closer and closer, their emotions were running high, and there was no room for explanation.

At this moment, Jiang Wang was standing on the edge of the rooftop. He leaned back and fell onto the long street. He darted left and right, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"Catch that old man with white hair!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Several cultivators in the crowd jumped down, but Jiang Wang had already run away without a trace.

...

After crossing several long streets and squeezing through the crowd a few times, he casually picked up a cloak from a stall, leaving behind a silver ingot.

When he came out again, his long hair was tied up, and the cloak was on.

Covering his conspicuous white hair, Jiang Wang blended into the sea of people like a drop of water.

The operation of the Small Heavenly Cycle was his longing for the sun, moon, and stars.

To construct the Great Heavenly Cycle, he needed to further understand the world and realize his true heart. Only in this way could he achieve a substantial improvement in his realm.

He didn't want to cause trouble, he just wanted to quietly feel the atmosphere of this city.

Therefore, not only did he not mind being chased and beaten by the old man, but he also didn't plan to go back and find trouble with that despicable Xu Xiangqian.

A giant turtle beast, suspected to be a descendant of the Overlord, protected the stability of this small country, so there was no need to maintain too many armies, and the cultivators who blessed the country didn't need to work too hard. The peace and tranquility that other countries struggled to achieve, they enjoyed naturally. It was not wrong to say that it was a country blessed by heaven.

Feeling the peaceful atmosphere in the city, Jiang Wang thought silently.

Eating a kind of silk candy called "Sunset Clouds" and walking through the streets, he felt the sweet sensation of sugar burning slightly between his lips and teeth. He began to understand why An An liked sweets so much.

He started thinking about An An again.

Suddenly, he heard a suppressed sobbing sound from behind a high wall.

Jiang Wang didn't want to pay attention to it.

But the sound gradually became ethereal, starting to carry a certain eerie flavor—

"Woo woo woo, my cousin is going to die... I feel so bad... so bad... I curse you... I curse all of you!"

Jiang Wang's hand was on his long sword, and he had already jumped over the high wall.

This kind of cursing and witchcraft was quite similar to a cult.

Ever since the White Bone Path, Jiang Wang had been very sensitive to cults and evil gods.

He couldn't turn a blind eye or a deaf ear.

He didn't want something like what happened in Maple Forest City to happen again!