“…such a low-grade victor…”
Even if you don’t drive them away, I will order them to leave.
Nol turned her head down, twisting her hands together, without a word.
At that moment, the city lord on the platform turned his head to look at Fang Yu.
“The reason I rushed back today is because I heard that the victor of today’s battle displayed strength surpassing all previous victors,” the City Lord smiled. “Furthermore, he didn’t leave because of your previously disguised hideous appearance, nor was he deterred by the room you set up.”
Therefore, I wanted to meet him in person.
Something seems wrong.
Fang Yu’s heart skipped a beat, and he had a vague sense of foreboding.
And opposite her, Noli was trembling.
“Dong Xiaqiang, you are not from this city. Where is your hometown?” The City Lord looked at Fang Yu and asked.
Fang Yu’s eyes flickered slightly, he thought for a moment, and replied: “My hometown… even the city lord might not know about it. It’s a very remote place.”
“Haha, a hero doesn’t care about his origins,” the city lord smiled. “When I was young, I was also penniless and unknown.”
Fang Yu brushed over the topic and kept nodding.
Over the following time, the city lord didn’t continue to inquire about Fang Yu’s origins. Instead, he shifted the conversation to topics like interests and hobbies.
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“After you married Ling’er, I made you a guard in my personal guard,” the city lord said. “From here on out, how high you climb depends on your abilities.”
For some reason, as the mayor spoke, Fang Yu marrying Nuo Ling seemed to become a foregone conclusion.
This is different from what Fang Yu had expected.
How could this lord be so careless as to entrust his daughter to a stranger who came through a martial arts competition?
His daughter Nuo Ling doesn’t seem like the type who wouldn’t get married.
Could this be the way the Shadow Clan thinks, or… their culture?
“Uh…Lord City Master, I think we don’t need to rush into the marriage.” Fang Yu glanced at Nuo Ling and spoke.
“What, you don’t like Ling’er? Or perhaps… do you have something against me?” the City Lord asked with a frown.
“Of course not those reasons, just… Ling’er might not like me. After all, marriage is a major life event, I think I should see what Ling’er thinks…” Fang Yu said.
“What does this mean? In our Shadow Clan, marriage matters are always decided by the father!” The city lord glared and rebuked, “Ling’er may have her own thoughts, but they don’t matter.”
Upon hearing this, Fang Yu’s eyes flickered.
And on the opposite side, Noling had buried her head in her chest, and from the trembling of her shoulders, she was already crying.
“Tonight, I shall have Mei Ling come to set the wedding date. Until then, you may stay in the mansion.”
Having said that, the mayor rose to his feet and walked behind a door at the back, disappearing from sight.
“This city lord is really forceful… A marriage just decided in a few words?” Fang Yu raised his eyebrows, muttering to himself.
At that moment, a stifled sob echoed through the hall.
Fang Yu frowned, got up and walked in front of Nuo Ling, using his true qi to transmit his voice: “What are you crying for? Have you forgotten my purpose?”
Noleng raised her head and looked at Fang Yu, tears welling in her eyes.
“Go get me a map right now. As soon as I have it, I’ll leave.” Fang Yu said.
Things have changed, the lord insists on having Fang Yu and Nuo Ling get married… then there’s only one way, to cut through the mess and achieve the goal first.
As for what the consequences might be, let’s not worry about that for now. We can discuss it later.
Hearing Fang Yu’s words, Nuo Ling’s beautiful eyes lit up with hope. She immediately wiped away her tears and stood up.
“You promise… that once you have the map, you’ll leave immediately!” Noling said, biting her lip.
“Of course, I promise. Once I have the map, I’ll leave immediately. Not even your father could stop me.” Fang Yu replied.
“Okay, I’m going to ask my father for a map… you wait for me in the courtyard outside. I’ll be back soon.” Nora wiped her eyes again, then hurried towards the door the lord had gone through.
Fang Yu was not in a hurry, he walked out of the hall and stood there, looking up at the sky.
Although arriving in a new dimension, the sunrise and sunset, the moon appearing at night, these celestial phenomena exist without significant differences.
It was late afternoon, with the sky ablaze with crimson.
“This is the upper surface… it’s not much different from Earth, huh.” Fang Yu thought to himself.
He originally thought that the upper realm was the fairy world, with fairy qi floating everywhere and fairy light blooming.
As it stands, this scenario doesn’t appear to exist.
“That’s right… wasn’t the former Half-Spirit Realm just a replica that Dao Kong created after catching a glimpse of the Immortal Realm within the Holy Academy? The scenery there does resemble the depiction of the Immortal Realm in legends.” Fang Yu furrowed his brow, thinking to himself, “If you think about it this way… what Dao Kong saw back then was actually the real Immortal Realm, not just a higher plane!?”
Then the fairy world…where exactly is it? Does it exist on the Big Dipper Star? Or…does it even exist within this plane of existence?
If the Immortal Realm is a place even harder to reach than the Upper Planes, it is in the Holy Institute that Dao Kong encounters…
Then it only serves to further confirm the lofty and inscrutable nature of the will behind the Holy Court.
After all, the Sacred Institution is the embodiment of the Sacred Will, and according to Lihuo Yu, the Sacred Will… is the power condensed from multiple formidable existences that are beyond our reach.
Therefore… even the Laws of Planes had to yield, cooperating even with the Holy Institution’s every deed.
What lies behind the will of the Sacred Institution?
Fang Yu fell into deep thought.
He originally thought that after ascending, many problems could be solved easily.
As it stands, many issues have not only failed to be resolved but have become even more complex.
This may be the meaning of what the old crazy man said to me in a dream.
“Ascending is just the beginning…”
“Tap, tap, tap…”
Fang Yu was still pondering when a sudden rush of footsteps behind him pulled him out of his thoughts.
Fang Yu immediately turned around and saw Nuo Ling running towards him.
In her hands, she held a sheet of paper.
That must be the map.
“I got it.” Noling handed the map in her hand to Fangyu.
Fan Yu took it and unfurled the map.
The map content is simple, even a bit rudimentary.
And the map’s coverage was also limited, only showing twelve cities on it.
Above the map, there is also a line of unintelligible text.
“What do these characters mean?” Fang Yu pointed at the line of characters and asked.
Noling sidled up and said, “Shadow Clan western territories map.”
After that, she frowned again and looked at Fang Yu and asked, “Are you illiterate?”
“Yes, my family was poor and I didn’t get to go to school.” Fang Yu replied.
Between their words, Fang Yu rolled up the map and held it in his hand.
“Alright, you’ve completed the task, I got what I wanted, so… let’s just go our separate ways.” Fang Yu said to Nuo Ling.
“How are you going to get out…” Nora asked.
“The map is indeed what you wanted… It seems I must reconsider your identity.”
Just then, a majestic voice suddenly rang out in the courtyard.
This voice… it sounds so familiar… It’s coming from the City Lord.
No Ling’s face instantly turned pale.
“Tap tap tap…”
At that moment, hundreds of black-armored soldiers suddenly appeared in the courtyard, surrounding Fang Yu and Nuo Ling in the center.
The city lord walked out of the main hall with his hands behind his back and a stern face, staring at Fang Yu and the map in his hand.
“Such a clueless fool, daring to intrude upon our Lord Mayor’s mansion…” The city lord said coldly.
“If you were smart, you would have figured it out already,” Fang Yu said with a smile. “Now that I’m leaving, how are you going to stop me?”
“Hmph, I want to see… how you plan to escape from here!” The city lord said with a cold snort.
“It’s as easy as turning your hand over.” Fang Yu smiled faintly.
“Whoosh!”
The next second, he vanished without a trace.
“Whoosh!”
The entire city lord’s mansion was bathed in a flash of light, which vanished instantly.
The City Lord, Nuo Ling, and the surrounding black armored soldiers all froze.
No one reacted.
Fang Yu, just like that, disappeared from their sight.
“…The great formation around the manor clearly reacted, why didn’t it stop him?!” The City Lord reacted, his face turning as dark as water.
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