CHAPTER 746: CHAPTER 746: SILVER COMET HALL

High up in the air, beyond the white clouds covering the lands below, the air shimmered and opened before spewing out a golden carriage like a distasteful spice stuck in the teeth.

The carriage stopped in the middle of the air for a few seconds before it slowly started descending down, splashing through the sea of clouds.

Colored in the warm glow of the sunset, the vast city revealed itself at last. The lands of the hidden past that ran away trying to protect its lineage and create a new light for the future.

The gate of the carriage flickered open as Mo Ji peeked her head out to look at the familiar city with nostalgia and a bit of fear.

Endless spiraling towers, bridges woven from clouds, and lakes that shimmered with liquid moonlight.

Massive spirit trees towered over buildings carved from jade and obsidian. Faint melodies floated in the air—notes of cultivation techniques layered into the very rhythm of the realm.

It was beautiful.

It was dangerous.

And most of all, it was alive!

The city was as vast as the empire Noah had been to, but their buildings were more majestic and grander; they held the weight of the history and the power of the people living there.

The lakes were vast, and although there were no forests, there were some

The walls were lined with spirit stones that pulsed with soft light. Streets carved from star-tempered jade reflected the soft hues of the sunset, and even the lanterns hanging from curved rooftops shimmered with array formation points and sigils designed to harvest qi from the atmosphere.

EverDawn City was everything you would think a realm of immortals to be.

It was built on the best spirit vein Noah had ever seen. This vein, too powerful to be absorbed by any single cultivator, was sealed using sacred formations and ancient blood seals, making it a font of slow, constant spiritual nourishment.

The air itself was heavier—richer.

Like a nest, every major family in there was given their own corner to stay in, with the ancient families taking the deepest parts of the realm, closest to the veins, for themselves.

Among the families that lived in the outer section of this domain was the Yu family.

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At the edge of this mystical realm stood the Yu Family Estate—a place that looked more like a sacred temple than a home.

The estate was massive, larger than most cities in the Feng Empire.

Layers of walls and courtyards stretched far and wide, with glowing spirit stones embedded along the paths, lighting the way like stars fallen to the earth.

Waterfalls of spiritual liquid flowed through the wooden levels underneath the estate, turning formation wheels and nourishing rare herbs that couldn’t be found anywhere else.

And in the very center of this grand estate stood the Silver Comet Hall, a majestic structure forged from pale lunar steel and sky-iron, its roof shaped like the trail of a falling star frozen in time.

As the sun fell lower and lower on the horizon, the building started shining like a real comet, bright on one end, fading away in the night on the other end.

Inside the Silver Comet Hall, things were quiet. The air was still but heavy with tension.

A long black stone table stretched across the room, polished so perfectly it reflected the light above like a mirror. Around it sat the Yu Family elders—wise men and women with wrinkled faces, sharp eyes, and robes embroidered with symbols of the moon and stars. These were powerful cultivators, leaders who had served the family for decades.

And at the very head of the table sat the one woman everyone looked to—Matriarch Yu Meilin.

She looked calm and dignified, with long black hair tied in a single thick braid that hung over her shoulder. Her robes were white with soft green patterns shaped like phoenixes rising through clouds. Her face was beautiful but cold, unreadable like the surface of a still lake.

She didn’t speak.

She didn’t need to.

Her presence alone was enough to keep the room silent and respectful.

One of the elders finally cleared his throat and began to speak.

"Now that every major problem has been sorted, there is still one more thing left to discuss."

"Matriarch, the Zhao Family has sent a formal marriage proposal for a while now, and they are pressing us for a response now." Feeling the heavy gaze of the woman landing on him, the elder said in a careful tone. "Their heir, Zhao Yanchen, has been tasked with important work in the mortal realm, and they want an answer regarding this matter."

"Has little Ming not reached a decision yet?"

Another elder joined in, nodding. "This is a great opportunity for our family. The Zhao clan is one of the Six Hidden Families, and their power continues to rise. If we accept this proposal, we’ll strengthen our standing in EverDawn City."

"The boy has no problem; he has reached the third stage of the Soul Formation Realm before reaching his two hundredth birthday and has a great future ahead of him."

A third added, "Not to mention the fact that they are even willing to help Yu Ming with her problem. She is still only 50 years old, and if she accepts the proposal, she would be set for life."

One after another, the elders spoke. They listed all the benefits—wealth, power, protection, and influence. But none of them mentioned Yu Ming herself. No one asked how she felt or what she wanted. They spoke as though she were just a piece in a game.

Matriarch Yu Meilin listened without changing her expression. She didn’t nod. She didn’t speak. She simply looked at them, her gaze quiet and deep like an ancient well.

And then she saw it—greed.

It was subtle, but it was there.

In their eyes, in the way they smiled as they spoke of alliances and gains... this wasn’t just about family honor. They were thinking of their own ambitions. Their own benefits.

Yu Meilin said nothing.

She didn’t argue or raise her voice. She didn’t need to.

With a small wave of her hand, graceful but firm, she ended the meeting.

The elders froze for a second, surprised by the sudden dismissal. But none dared question her. One by one, they stood, bowed respectfully, and left the hall with ugly looks on their faces.