80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled - Chapter 35

Chapter 35: Waiting for the Rain
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Lin Jiufeng looked at Lin Tianyuan indifferently.
‘Say what is needed to be said.’
‘Don’t say anything that shouldn’t be said.’
After Lin Tianyuan teased his Uncle, he quickly realized what he had done and he immediately felt worried. In a hurry, he said, “Teacher, this Holy Maiden of the Great Yan Dynasty has rarely left her place for the past 25 years since she returned…”
“She’s responsible for the sacrificial matters in her nation.”
“A lot of people say that she can communicate with the gods.”
“There are countless people who are said to be able to communicate with the gods, but which one of them has any real ability?” Lin Jiufeng acted nonchalantly. The image of this Holy Maiden had already disappeared from his mind, he totally couldn’t remember what she looked like.
After all, he hadn’t thought of her even once in the past 25 years.
How was it possible that he could still remember what she looked like?
“Uncle, what you said is wrong. According to the information I have received, this Holy Maiden of the Great Yan Dynasty actually has real ability.” Lin Tianyuan explained.
“What ability?” Lin Jiufeng asked calmly.
“This Holy Maiden has been blessed by the gods to enlighten others…”
“A lot of people prayed sincerely and after her enlightenment, they became powerhouses.”
“A few Martial Sages have already appeared because of her.”
“Some of these people became her dedicated guards, and they are now a force that cannot be underestimated throughout the Great Yan Dynasty.” Lin Tianyuan explained.
“Enlightening people into reaching the Martial Sage Realm?”
Lin Jiufeng’s expression looked strange.
“That’s right. This is the information I’ve received from our spies. It’s absolutely true.”
Lin Tianyuan nodded.
“To be able to enlighten others into reaching the Martial Sage Realm, she definitely has a higher cultivation base than that of the Martial Sage Realm.”
“As far as I can remember when the holy maiden was caught 25 years ago, she wasn’t even at the Innate Realm at all and was extremely weak.”
“But to think that she would become such a terrifying powerhouse after 25 years?”
Lin Jiufeng shook his head. He found it hard to believe that this was true.
If Lin Jiufeng was asked to mentor someone into becoming a Martial Sage, he could do it with a bit of effort.
But this was only limited to the first step of the Martial Sage Realm, Profound Insight.
Lin Jiufeng was now at the second step of the Martial Sage realm, Life Knowing.
And he was at the absolute pinnacle of this second step.
He didn’t even dare to waste a second in the past five years, yet how was it possible that the Holy Maiden of the Great Yan Dynasty could compare to him in cultivation speed?
Lin Tianyuan saw that Lin Jiufeng didn’t believe it. However, he didn’t explain any further as he just said, “I just want to inform you of this, Uncle. After all, she’s a person who had some relations with you before.”
“If you don’t believe my words, then pardon me for I shall go back and deal with state affairs.”
Lin Jiufeng watched him leave without saying anything.
As for the Holy Maiden who was previously related to him?
“That time would be the last time that I’ll be related to her for the rest of my life.”
Lin Jiufeng muttered in his heat.
With his character of wanting to stay in the Cold Palace forever, it was unlikely he would meet this so-called Holy Maiden ever again.
After Lin Tianyuan took his leave, the white cat walked over slowly.
It asked Lin Jiufeng through writing.
“Tell me about this Holy Maiden.”
“Go practice your penmanship that’s worse than the trails of a crawling dog first.”
Lin Jiufeng didn’t pay any attention to it.
The white cat looked at Lin Jiufeng.
It felt humiliated as it struck the ground angrily with its claws.
What did he mean by worse than the trails of a crawling dog?
Just look at how cute the words it has written were.
…
Lin Tianyuan started to become busy in the preparations of dealing with the buddhist sects and so did the entire Yuhua God Dynasty.
But in the Cold Palace, Lin Jiufeng was in the middle of comprehending the third step of the Martial Sage Realm, Fish Leap.
He was about to make a breakthrough.
‘I have to make a breakthrough to the third step as soon as possible. Then, I should start trying to comprehend the fourth step of the Martial Sage Realm. My aim is to eventually make a breakthrough to the Human God Realm and hopefully achieve the peak of cultivation…’
‘This is what my goal should be.’ Lin Jiufeng thought silently.
If there wasn’t a need for him to go out, then he wouldn’t leave the Cold Palace at all.
He had an incredibly long lifespan by now anyway.
As winter passed, the ice and snow of the twelfth lunar month finally melted.
Spring came, and the whole world underwent a few subtle changes.
In the Cold Palace, Lin Jiufeng has been looking at the sky for the past few days.
There would always be a frown on his face whenever he did so.
He visited the underground palace and tapped its doors with his toes.
After a while, the white cat came out and looked at Lin Jiufeng, astonished.
Lin Jiufeng never came here to look for it before.
“Have you felt that there is something strange with the world in the past few days?” Lin Jiufeng asked.
The white cat thought for a while. Then, it wrote in confusion. “I didn’t feel anything at all.”
Lin Jiufeng glanced at the words.
The handwriting was still as ugly as ever.
Seeing that the white cat didn’t notice anything wrong, Lin Jiufeng turned around and left as he continued to observe the sky.
Meow!
The white cat called out and quickly wrote a few words.
“What have you discovered?”
Lin Jiufeng stopped in his tracks. He looked at the words for a moment before saying, “The spiritual energy in the world has been extremely unstable a few hours before daybreak.
“The spiritual energy that exists and we are able to absorb down here is still normal, but there is an abundance of spiritual energy high up in the sky as if there is a storm up above.”
Lin Jiufeng explained what he had observed to the white cat.
Ordinary Martial Sages wouldn’t possibly notice these changes.
It was only Lin Jiufeng who couldn’t sleep at night and whose eyes were sharp enough was able to see such a scene in the middle of the night.
The white cat also looked at the sky in confusion.
But it didn’t notice anything.
But it believed in Lin Jiufeng, so it followed him as he toured around the Cold Palace from morning till night.
But nothing of significance was discovered.
At night, the white cat laid on top of the courtyard walls while Lin Jiufeng stood all alone on his own.
His body was agile and vigorous, and his face was still the same as it was 25 years ago.
Lin Jiufeng was looking at the sky.
Thousands of miles high up in the sky.
There was a tempest of spiritual energy.
The white cat wasn’t able to see this.
It observed carefully, but it found nothing.
As Lin Jiufeng looked at the sky, he realized something in his heart as he said, “This spring, the spring rain still hasn’t come, right?”
The white cat looked at Lin Jiufeng in surprise.
Why did he mention this all of a sudden?
Lin Jiufeng wasn’t a farmer.
What did the spring rain have to do with him?
Lin Jiufeng said, “Tonight, there will be a heavy rain that will affect the world.”
The white cat looked at Lin Jiufeng, bewildered.
Why wasn’t it able to understand what he was saying?
Lin Jiufeng stopped talking and returned to his room.
He opened the doors and the windows as he laid on the frost jade bed.
Then, he waited at ease.
…
In a Buddhist temple, seven or eight old monks stood around an extremely old and shriveled monk.
“This spiritual energy of the world is really about to make a recovery. There will be a heavy rain tonight, and this heavy rain shall signal the arrival of a new era.” The shriveled monk softly mumbled. His breathing considerably weakened, but his eyes looked bright.
There seemed to be countless pictures flitting across his eyes.
“Holy Buddha, what else did you see?” A monk asked.
“Shaolin Temple is about to encounter a catastrophe. Don’t—” The monk said these with great difficulty. But before he could finish his words, he suddenly stopped breathing and passed away.
The other monks looked at the breathless Holy Buddha. Then, they looked at each other.
“Let’s wait and see what will happen. The Holy Buddha used his life to spy on the future and remind us that the Shaolin Temple must withstand this catastrophe,” An upright monk said solemnly.
“Yes, the Holy Buddha said don’t be afraid before he died. Shaolin managed to remain standing for a thousand years because of our unity,” The head of the Damo Hall said firmly.
Afterwards, they made arrangements for the corpse of the Holy Buddha as they waited for the heavy rain that was due to come tonight.
…
Great Yan Dynasty.
It was a small country located in a huge mountain range and that had many legends surrounding it. Unlike the Central Plains, there was an exotic atmosphere here.
Temple of the Holy Maiden!
This was the most important temple in the Great Yan Dynasty. The masses referred to the Holy Maiden as the daughter of the gods and countless people worshipped her as one.
In the Main Hall of the Holy Maiden Temple, there was only one woman inside. She wore a red dress that easily swayed side to side, her beautiful face had a strong exotic feel to it, and her every move was captivating.
However, she didn’t do anything to produce such an effect.
This natural captivating effect that she had made countless men fall for her.
But in the 25 years since her return, no man had ever gotten close to her.
Tonight, she looked at the sky and whispered.
“This world is going to change. My opportunity is coming.”
She was also waiting for this rain.