Long Live The Emperor! - Chapter 568
Chapter 568: 31. In a Day and a Night, He Broke Through the Thirteen States
Translator: 549690339
He was already at the peak of the twelfth realm, the ninth level of the Purple Mansion, which was gathered an inch below the center of his brows, making his originally handsome and gentle face even more divine. His skin was fair and flawless, and even women would feel inferior when they saw him.
He looked at the little beasts that surrounded him and revealed a gentle smile.
He took out some radishes, grass, and grains from his bosom. He stroked them with his fingers and bestowed them with dense spiritual energy.
When he put down these, the little beasts ran over and gathered in his palm to
The rabbit licked the back of his hand as it ate.
As the spirit deer ate, it chirped and rubbed against his body intimately.
The spiritual sparrow was happy. It jumped onto his shoulder and began to sing.
The sky was already dark and the autumn wind was blowing. The little beasts were reluctant to part.
Xia Ji put on a coat and was not in a hurry to return. Instead, he leaned against a large bluestone and took out a cup of fine wine. He raised his head and drank it to his heart’s content.
The last ray of sunlight disappeared from the sky.
The autumn moon hung high in the sky, and the starlight was like a vast ocean flowing past his head. Xia Ji fell into a dream.
This dream…
It was a nightmare.
In this dream, he saw a Tribulation Demon.
This dream…
Not a year, not two hundred years, not four hundred years.
He only dreamt for one night, and woke up ten hours later.
When the white horizon was pierced by the light and the mountains were covered in gold, Xia Ji stretched and yawned.
He stood up and strolled through the mountain forest. When he was thirsty, he drank some spring water. When he was hungry, he ate some fruits. When it was dusk again, the sky was dark, and it was about to rain, he stopped.
The world seemed to have stopped.
Time seemed to have stopped.
All of a sudden, all of the Master’s Temples in the world were burning with incense and buzzing.
This world did not only refer to Yunzhou, but also all the known and unknown continents. All the ancestral halls with the jade statue of the Headmaster of the Academy actually made a sound at the same time, as if a sage was reciting the holy precepts and reciting the scriptures.
The sound of his voice contained the tranquility that cleansed his soul.
Those who were lucky and happened to be near the Master Temple felt relieved.
The sick are cured,
The crippled limbs grew back,
Some of them suddenly felt relieved.
The man who had lost his courage suddenly became excited.
The dark thoughts that were hiding in the shadows suddenly brightened up.
He suddenly had an epiphany when he was stuck at a bottleneck.
Those who had racked their brains but failed suddenly understood.
The countless incense sticks suddenly gathered and rose, turning into an endless sea of incense.
The sea of incense condensed into an elephant and turned into a hundred thousand feet tall teacher. He stood on the ground with his hands hanging down from the clouds.
The devotees and the people around them began to exclaim.
He shouted loudly.
“The Headmaster is showing his divinity!”
“The Humanity Sect is flourishing!”
Those who believed in the Sect of Humanity and thought of the Headmaster of the Academy in their minds felt that their strength had advanced by leaps and bounds. They had actually taken a big step forward. This was called the rise of the tide.
These cultivators didn’t know what was going on. They looked up at the sky in surprise, then immersed themselves in their hearts and began to think about the source of this power.
The lone cultivator was secretly delighted.
The group of cultivators naturally discovered that they were not the only one who had such a change. They began to investigate and ask.
The Cultivation practitioners who happened to be standing beside the Headmaster’s temple looked up at the Headmaster’s saint figure hanging on the cloud and understood everything.
This was the power given by the Headmaster.
The cultivators who understood, no matter where they were, naturally took out the fragrance and devoutly worshipped the statue again.
The twig-like incense that contained faith soared into the sky and formed a small stream that was as thin as a finger, merging into the vast ocean of incense.
All of a sudden, the statues of the Headmasters turned around slowly and bowed in a certain direction.
That was the direction of Sleeping Moon Valley.
In the Sleeping Moon Valley, the sky was already dark and the autumn rain had arrived. Suddenly, half of the night was lit up.
A vast amount of good karma gathered behind Xia Ji, presenting a soul-stirring light.
With a single thought, he had reached the peak of level 13.
1,500 years of incense had helped him rise.
In a day and night, he had broken through this realm, surpassing the 400 years dream of others..
