YM778.TV Chapter 68
Mingquan Post is an ordinary relay station by the sea, only twenty miles from Tengzhou City.
Standing at the entrance of the relay station, one can look over the vast plains and see the walls of Tengzhou Prefecture in the distance.
On usual days, Mingquan Post is sparsely populated with hardly any visitors.
The Sea of Mist is the edge of the world, where cultivators cannot tread, and ordinary people dare not stray too far from the coastline.
Therefore, the resource-poor Tengzhou Prefecture has always been a peripheral and impoverished place, seldom entering the mainstream view.
But recently, something unknown has happened in Tengzhou Prefecture, with a continuous stream of Imperial Astronomical Bureau masters arriving, as well as many martial arts experts from rivers and lakes hurrying over.
With the influx of a large number of outsiders, the entire prefecture has become bustling.
……Inside Mingquan Post, a well-known fairy has arrived.
With the fairy’s stay, the relay station seemed to shine, and many big figures from rivers and lakes and the court came to visit.
It is said that the fairy is a disciple of the Master Qingye, the only disciple he has taken since he became an immortal a thousand years ago.
Among Master Qingye’s disciples, although she is the youngest, she is the most favored by him. Even the important figures from the court have to be careful to announce their arrival outside the relay station’s door when they come to visit her.
If it weren’t for Fairy Liuli’s refusal, the Tengzhou’s prefect would have already sent people to seal off Mingquan Post to prevent the approach of the common rabble.
However, although Mingquan Post has not been sealed off, there are no daredevils bold enough to casually approach her.
The Imperial Astronomical Bureau has dispatched two powerful guards outside Mingquan Post, protecting the fairy inside day and night.
Ordinary people, upon seeing the two Demon-Suppressing Masters guarding the entrance, dare not come close.
The Demon-Suppressing Masters of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau have a fearsome reputation among the common folk and in rivers and lakes.
But this afternoon, a reckless figure rode a donkey leisurely toward Mingquan Post.
It was a young man in a white robe.
Perhaps because of the journey, his originally handsome white robe was now somewhat dirty and stained at the cuffs and chest.
The skinny donkey carried him, swaying on the official road, making one worry that the skinny donkey might collapse under his weight.
Yet he lay back on the donkey’s back in a very odd posture, his body swaying with the donkey’s movements.
A bamboo hat covered his face, shielding him from the sunlight, and one could vaguely see the edges of a bearded face underneath.
He seemed both young and old at the same time.
The two Demon-Suppressing Masters stood on either side of the entrance to Mingquan Post, frowning as they watched the strange white-robed young man approach on his donkey.
“Sir, who are you? What brings you to Mingquan Post?”
The white-robed young man in front of them gave the two Demon-Suppressing Masters a sense of danger.
But then the young man on the donkey sat up abruptly, looking lazily at the two Demon-Suppressing Masters, and said, “I am Shentu Jing from Mystic Sword Sect, here to see my Junior Sister… Do you two have any objection?”
The self-introduction of the white-robed young man made the two Demon-Suppressing Masters instinctively take a step back.
Among Master Qingye’s disciples, this Shentu Jing had the worst reputation and the worst relationship with the Imperial Astronomical Bureau.
The two Demon-Suppressing Masters were still hesitating when Fairy Liuli’s voice came from inside Mingquan Post.
“Has Senior Brother arrived? Please come in.”
Upon hearing this voice, the young man in a white robe chuckled.
He leaped off the back of his donkey and whistled towards the Demon-Suppressing Master at the entrance: “Keep an eye on my donkey for me. If you let it run away, I’ll break both of your legs.”
The Demon-Suppressing Master, whom ordinary people fear like evil spirits, faced Shentu Jing’s provocation without uttering a word, silently leading the donkey to the stables.
Seeing that the Demon-Suppressing Master didn’t respond to his taunt, Shentu Jing shook his head, somewhat disappointed.
He walked into Mingquan Post and happened to meet Junior Sister Chu Qingxue, who had come to greet him.
Fairy Liuli looked at him with surprise and asked, “Senior Brother, why have you come?” (TLN: Liuli here is not a name but a title/nickname.)
Shentu Jing sighed, and in the presence of his Junior Sister, he dropped his ruffian demeanor and became serious.
“Master sent me.”
Glancing at the turbulent white fog over the distant sea, Shentu Jing sighed again and said, “The Sea of Mist is restless, and the Demon-Suppressing Masters have emerged in full force. Master said that Tengzhou Prefecture is likely to face a great calamity, so he sent me here to keep watch.”
“In a few days, other Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters will also arrive one after another. Our Mystic Sword Sect is almost fully mobilized this time. Not only do we have to guard against these Demon-Suppressing Masters’ indiscriminate killing, but we also have to prevent the evil spirits within the mist from causing havoc.”
Shentu Jing’s expression was unusually solemn, and his tone was grave.
Fairy Liuli was slightly startled by Senior Brother’s serious demeanor and exclaimed, “Is the situation really that dire?”
She followed Senior Brother upstairs, and the two sat down by the window.
In the distance, the fog over the sea churned violently, as if some terrifying evil entity was struggling and stirring within.
The cold, sinister breath carried by the sea breeze went unnoticed by ordinary people, but for cultivators like Fairy Liuli, the chilling sensation was enough to make one’s skin crawl.
Looking at his puzzled Junior Sister, Shentu Jing sighed and said,
“That old coot Master said that everything in the mist is wicked and difficult to deal with and immensely powerful. Whatever comes out of it, in this era where true immortals do not appear and deities are absent, will be a disaster for all living beings.”
“The Imperial Astronomical Bureau’s Demon-Suppressing Masters may be adept at suppressing the demonic path and slaying the foreign enemies, but they may not be reliable against the things deep within the mist.”
“Therefore, our Mystic Sword Sect must be fully prepared to prevent the situation from spiraling out of control.”
The usually carefree Shentu Jing now gazed at the rolling fog in the distance with a rare look of solemnity.
The things within the fog had not yet emerged, but their cold and penetrating aura had already disturbed the entire world.
If that thing really came out…
Shentu Jing sighed and said, “The old coot made the thing in the mist sound so terrifying that it’s even got me feeling a bit shaky.”
Fairy Liuli curiously asked, “Does Master know what the evil entity in the mist is?”
That world of mist, isn’t it inaccessible to cultivators?
Why does it seem like Master understands it…
Shentu Jing shrugged and replied, “That old man is very bad. He definitely knows something but refuses to tell me.”
“He only said that the thing in the mist should not exist in this world and is a terrifying entity beyond human comprehension.”
“I even suspect that the mist is actually the old man’s homeland. Otherwise, how could he know so much? Maybe he’s in cahoots with the evil entities in the mist, which is why he’s so formidable.”
Shentu Jing complained about his Master’s reticence and started making up stories about the old man.
Fairy Liuli, meanwhile, gazed at the layers of mist over the distant sea, her eyes filled with worry.
The ceaselessly churning fog now seemed even more terrifying.
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