Pursued by the Top Grade Saintess after Engagement Annulled-Chapter 270 - 268: Moerkedo’s Strategic Withdrawal, Heaven-Swallowing Grass Ripens

Chapter 270: Chapter 268: Moerkedo’s Strategic Withdrawal, Heaven-Swallowing Grass Ripens

Chu Yue’s voice sounded from outside the tent: "Emperor’s Son, Moerkedo requests an audience."

Xia Feng’s eyes flicked with a hint of surprise as he spoke, "Enter."

Moerkedo came in tremblingly with the help of a cane, looking at the treasure map spread on Xia Feng’s table, his cloudy eyes seemed to flash with something.

Xia Feng asked in confusion, "Moerkedo, what brings you to me again?"

Moerkedo coughed twice: "Emperor’s Son, I was rash during the day."

"I obtained this treasure map when I was young. Back then, the Endless Sea wasn’t as dangerous, but since my Great Dao is the Great Dao of Life, I couldn’t venture deep into the sea."

"So, when I heard you have the ability to freeze the sea, I thought to give you this treasure map; you should be able to find the treasures hidden within."

"But when I returned, Hu Lun told me that the sea now is completely different from before."

"Cough, cough, I’m afraid if the Emperor’s Son acts impulsively and ventures into the Endless Sea, it would be disastrous if you got injured."

Xia Feng raised an eyebrow slightly; this Beiman Empire clearly had its own little schemes.

But since they hadn’t shown them, Xia Feng didn’t completely expose them. What was the point of making this scene now?

Sure enough, Moerkedo continued, "After all, it will only be nine months until the celestial overlap, and only then can the so-called Nameless Gate be found at sea."

"If we miss this time, we’ll have to wait about another thousand years."

"I’m afraid if I don’t come to persuade you, the Emperor’s Son might impulsively venture into the Endless Sea, and I would be a criminal of Great Xia."

Xia Feng suppressed the smile he almost couldn’t contain, and spoke softly to Moerkedo, "Thank you, Mr. Moerkedo."

Seeing Xia Feng’s delighted appearance, Moerkedo knew he was tempted, so he said no more and left with a jovial expression, leaning on his cane.

After Moerkedo left the tent, Xia Feng couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Beside him, Chu Yue showed slight worry as he glanced at the treasure map on the table and couldn’t help but advise.

"Emperor’s Son, clearly Moerkedo has a scheme; this treasure land is not to be ventured into."

Xia Feng rubbed his cheeks, which were stiff from laughing: "You noticed it too?"

"He thinks he’s a master of retreating as a strategy, treating me like a fool, unaware that his every move is easily seen through."

Seeing Xia Feng speak this way, Chu Yue relaxed inwardly: "The Emperor’s Son noticed too?"

"Indeed, the Emperor’s Son is someone with such wisdom; how could such a petty trick deceive him?"

Though smiling, Chu Yue heard Xia Feng say, "Indeed, I noticed, but I still intend to have a look."

Chu Yue’s expression grew more worried: "Why would the Emperor’s Son risk himself?"

"It’s only a mere millennium; in a thousand years, who knows, perhaps..."

Xia Feng turned to look at him, without elaborating but instead asking, "Chu Yue, do you know how old I am now?"

"A millennium is too far away for me."

"But don’t worry; there are still nine full months, plenty of time to prepare."

Chu Yue’s expression remained extremely anxious: "But that’s the Endless Sea, with no footing at all; even if the Emperor’s Son is great, flying continuously for ten days or half a month, you can’t keep flying for a month or two without rest."

Xia Feng wore a slightly thoughtful expression, pondering how to resolve this issue.

Suddenly, from his sleeve, Nine Evils spoke up, "Master, I can carry you across the sea."

Xia Feng showed a hint of surprise, "Really?"

The Two-headed Heaven-Swallowing Python nodded, and Xia Feng’s expression grew even more joyful; truly, what you seek is all around when least expected.

In two months, when the Heaven-Swallowing Grass matures, and Nine Evils devours it, its cultivation will definitely advance by two ranks.

He glanced at the treasure map on the table, reached out and tucked it away in his coat.

Seeing Xia Feng’s attitude, Chu Yue grew more anxious, "Emperor’s Son..."

Xia Feng waved his hand, "My mind is made up, but you don’t need to worry, it’s just a treasure land."

"There won’t be any problems."

He had an inexplicable feeling in his heart that this treasure land held something particularly important to him, like the God Burial Valley of the past.

Unfortunately, his beloved wife was not by his side now, and even at night in the Dream Realm Pearl, where he wished to inquire if they had ventured to the Endless Sea in their dreams, they likely couldn’t answer.

With this in mind, he once again inspected the Power of Faith.

After accepting the surrender of the Beiman Empire, the accumulation rate of the Power of Faith had accelerated significantly.

But it was nothing compared to the Power of Faith gained when he annexed Great Li.

Xia Feng didn’t think much of it, only attributing it to Beiman’s sparse population.

After the Beiman Empire settled down, Xia Feng, accompanied by his troops, returned to the Great Li Imperial Capital once more.

The Heaven-Swallowing Grass was in the Taihang Mountain Range, and he stayed there to feed it to Nine Evils as soon as it matured.

Thinking of this, he felt somewhat regretful.

If Sun Yazhu were here, she might concoct an even better elixir using this Heaven-Swallowing Grass.

Reflecting on this, he couldn’t contain his curiosity and inquired within the Dream Realm Pearl that very night.

Recently, the ten ladies seemed busy in the Divine Domain, entering the Dream Realm Pearl later each night, and sometimes not even at all.

Whenever Xia Feng inquired, the ladies appeared hesitant in their responses.

He often worried about their situation in the Divine Domain, but upon detailed questioning, they assured him all was well, just occupied with cultivation.

In truth, the ten ladies had recently been assigned to train in the secret realms of their respective Divine Domains. The secret realms were fraught with dangers, preventing them from recklessly entering sleep, thus making it impossible for Xia Feng to draw them into the dreams.

The ladies refrained from telling Xia Feng out of concern for his worry.

Indeed, it had been some time now; in the Upper Realm, the ten ladies had all already broken through to the Demigod Realm, just shy of igniting their Divine Fire.

Xia Feng compared their descriptions of the Divine Tribulation process, finding the Lower Realm’s cultivation to be significantly more arduous than the Upper Realm’s.

In the Upper Realm, a Divine Tribulation was merely akin to a kitten flickering with lightning strikes; unlike in the Lower Realm, where the Heavenly Dao incarnates, mocking with "You reckless fool seeking death."

Seeing that, although they didn’t detail their hardships, their vitality and cultivation seemed unchanged, Xia Feng didn’t press further, merely cherishing their time together.

Sun Yazhu, with a hint of regret, said, "I know of the Heaven-Swallowing Grass you mentioned, if I were there, with the Purple Gold Cauldron, I could surely refine the top-level Heaven-Breaking Pill."

Xia Feng’s expression also showed a touch of regret, yet he didn’t insist.

A few days passed, and Nine Evils suddenly crawled out from his sleeve, its eyes gleaming with excitement.

Xia Feng seemed to sense something, looking in the direction of the Taihang Mountain Range, "Matured?"

Nine Evils replied excitedly, "In a day or two at most."