CHAPTER 1052: CHAPTER 1026: KING LIANG’S FURY

Tangyu then explained the situation to Xing Tian, who shook his head and said, "I can’t offer much advice on this, but you might want to ask my grandfather, the Clan Leader Mo, maybe he has some ideas."

Tangyu nodded, contemplating this possibility. He further inquired about Xing Tian’s situation, who had indeed received some inheritance. The corpse was also a servant of the Moluo Immortal Venerate, known as the ’Haoluo’ Immortal. This name was unfamiliar to Wang Qiutian and the others, and they had no idea which revered figure from the Ancient Times he was. Although Haoluo Immortal was a servant of the Moluo Immortal Venerate, his strength assuredly existed at the Seeking Immortal realm, thus gaining this inheritance was an immensely significant opportunity.

No wonder the Clan Leader Mo said Xing Tian’s fate was something beyond his calculations. This adventure truly brought him enormous fortune.

All Wang Qiutian and the others could do was feel envious. But surviving was their greatest hope.

After some discussion, Tangyu and his party began their journey back to the Moluo Tribe.

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The Liang Kingdom’s Royal Capital, Liang City, stands tall and magnificent, enduring for thousands of years unfallen.

In the Cultivation World, there is also an unspoken division of powers, generally categorized into four ranks: first is extra-rank, then the first, second, and third ranks.

A small power like the Yanshan Sect, which commands a region, is considered the lowest third-rank power. Meanwhile, the Liang Kingdom is considered a second-rank power. As for the first and extra-rank powers, those are currently beyond Tangyu and his group’s reach.

A third-rank power can also dominate a region, akin to a small vassal state; some even directly claim nationhood. A third-rank can have a population of tens of millions, with some surpassing a hundred million.

A second-rank power is even larger, typically recognized as a nation; like the Liang Kingdom, which oversees more than a hundred third-rank powers, with populations that can reach tens or even hundreds of billions, completely dominating a region. In the Cultivation World, third-ranks are as numerous as the stars in the sky, beyond counting. There are also many second-rank powers, which serve as the backbone of the Cultivation World.

Among the second-rank powers is the first-rank power. A first-rank power governs over a hundred second-rank powers. Such a power could be a super empire, ancient with tens of thousands of years of heritage, a veteran family power, or a world-shaking Immortal Sect. Each name resonates throughout the Cultivation World. In the Cultivation World, first-rank powers number around a hundred.

Above the first-rank powers are the extra-rank powers, ancient beyond compare, known as the Holy Lands of the Immortal Sect, utterly transcendent. These powers do not involve themselves in mortal affairs, wielding no territorial control, remaining detached and aloof. Yet their existence is not something any power dares to ignore.

In reality, the ones truly holding the great power in the Cultivation World are the first-rank powers.

Deep within the Royal City of Liang Kingdom lies a Secret Palace, known to very few, and heavily guarded. No one is allowed to approach it unauthorized, as it is a critical place for the Liang Kingdom.

Few know that within this Secret Palace lie all of Liang Kingdom’s direct lineages and soul stones. A soul stone nurtures with the power of the soul, intertwining with the soul to form a unity. When a soul stone is placed here, if it shatters, it signifies the death of its owner.

This is a common method in the Cultivation World to ascertain life and death, since many venture outside, dying unnoticed in distant lands. But this method allows immediate awareness.

Soul stones are extraordinarily rare, generally only available to disciples through at least a third-rank power, and not something ordinary people can obtain.

Even Tangyu has not yet left a soul stone in the Yanshan Sect.

The guardian of this Secret Palace is a man appearing in his thirties, conducting his routine patrol. When the sound of something shattering, a ’crack,’ reached him, his brows furrowed, and his gaze sharpened, filled with experience. He recognized it as the sound of a soul stone breaking, meaning a direct member of the Liang Kingdom had perished.

The direct members of the Liang Kingdom are few, so each death is an absolute major event.

He immediately investigated, his gaze quickly falling upon a shattered soul stone, and upon seeing the name it corresponded to, he jumped in fright: "What? Thir——teenth Prince? Thirteenth Prince is dead, how could this be?"

In his mind, it was like a bolt of lightning striking through.

The Thirteenth Prince, among the many princes, was an outstanding one, especially cherished by the Liang Kingdom, with a great potential to become the ruler, and yet, he died? At such a young age, he died?

The man instantly jolted awake, swiftly rushing towards the palace of the Liang Kingdom’s majesty.

He had privileges; in cases of important matters, he could proceed without notification, unimpeded, directly facing the king. Swiftly, the man hurried into the Liang King’s palace, collapsing to his knees before him. The king was an elderly man, though showing an immortal aura, his gaze skyward-reaching, with a majestic air capable of reaching the Nine Heavens. He even carried a trace of true dragon’s aura, the demeanor of a king. The aura exuding from him seemed capable of subjugating the heavens and earth beneath his feet.

This figure was the Liang King, the supreme existence controlling the Liang Kingdom, a great power of the Zifu Realm, a three-hundred-year-old living legend.

Zifu Realm, the lifespan can reach three to five hundred years, and those who are more formidable can even live longer.

When the Liang Kingdom saw the newcomer, Liang Fengnian’s brows furrowed slightly, naturally guessing something had happened.

"Your Majesty, a grave matter has occurred; the Thirteenth Prince, he’s... he’s dead!" the man said.

"Crack!"

Upon hearing this, the King of Liang slammed his palm onto the table edge, causing it to shatter instantly. The king immediately stood up, his eyes emitting a glare powerful enough to intimidate the world. The mighty aura surged forth, and the overwhelming fury of a Zifu Great Power even caused the earth and sky to tremble slightly.

"Investigate for me, immediately dispatch people to investigate with all their might. Who dares murder the Thirteenth Prince shall face the execution of their nine familial connections, no mercy!" The King of Liang was utterly enraged, and as soon as his words fell, numerous figures swooped in from all sides, kneeling respectfully before the king.

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At this time, Tangyu and his companions, still in the Moluo Tribe, were naturally unaware of the king’s fury. They naturally didn’t know a large contingent of strong figures had been dispatched. But Tangyu couldn’t be bothered, having anticipated such a scenario long ago, so he wasn’t in a hurry to leave but remained leisurely within the Moluo Tribe.

Tangyu temporarily kept the inheritance from the Moluo World a secret, not revealing it to the Moluo Tribe.

On an empty lot behind the Moluo Tribe, Mo Qianqian was singing and dancing there, mesmerizing all, including Tangyu, who watched her in a trance.

After returning from the Flying Immortal Altar, a month had passed, which could be described as the most relaxed month Tangyu had ever had; besides cultivation, he spent most of his time being pulled out by Mo Qianqian to accompany her, serving as her loyal listener, to his delight.

Their relationship seemed to undergo a subtle transformation, becoming incredibly close. To outsiders, their intimacy was indistinguishable from that of lovers.

After finishing a song, Mo Qianqian suddenly walked over to Tangyu, sat right beside him, and snuggled close, embracing Tangyu intimately. Such closeness had become a habit for her.

Looking at Mo Qianqian leaning against him, Tangyu smiled sweetly, feeling a sudden impulse within him.

Calculating the time, Tangyu realized it had been several months since he came to the Cultivation World, and this separation from Lin Feifei and the others made him miss them deeply. This longing was now pinned on Mo Qianqian. This innocent, adorable, pure-hearted girl was deeply endearing. Truth be told, Tangyu was slightly smitten with Mo Qianqian. However, he couldn’t bear to possess her. Maintaining such innocence was a beauty in itself.

Moreover, Tangyu was soon leaving the Moluo World and didn’t want to leave behind a romantic entanglement.

Within the Cultivation World, Tangyu wasn’t keen on pursuing romance, given this world wasn’t Earth; it was fraught with danger and crisis, leaving him little time to consider such matters.

The affairs of man and woman can be temporarily set aside. Someday, when he has the capacity to ponder these matters, Tangyu surely won’t suppress himself.

Mo Qianqian tilted her head, resting it directly on Tangyu’s shoulder. She loved the feeling, leaning against Tangyu, gazing at the blue sky, humming songs; these days brought her immense happiness.

Tangyu flicked his hand, revealing a cube-shaped crystal stone, placing it before Mo Qianqian. Such a beautiful crystal stone instantly made Mo Qianqian’s eyes light up, "Wow, what a lovely thing, Tangyu, what is this?"

Tangyu replied, "This is a Sound Storage Stone. You can use it to store the songs you sing and play them back for yourself."

"Wow, really? That’s incredible! Such a magical thing is so fun. Hehe, is this a gift for me?" Mo Qianqian asked, her face alight with surprise.

Tangyu nodded with a smile, "Yes, it’s for you."

This item was found by Tangyu in Liang Fengnian’s Qiankun Bag, probably just a little gadget of his. Discovering its unique feature as a Sound Storage Stone immediately reminded Tangyu of Mo Qianqian, prompting him to give it to her.

Mo Qianqian eagerly accepted it and began playing with it like a child delightedly received a toy, jumping and hopping with excitement.

After playing with it, she couldn’t put it down, laughing continuously, calling it fun.

Watching this innocent girl, Tangyu felt somewhat intoxicated, wishing this moment could last a bit longer. However, after lingering in the Moluo Tribe for another month, Tangyu prepared to leave, realizing he couldn’t stay here forever.