Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 241 - 223 Heavenly Market Constellation

Chapter 241: Chapter 223 Heavenly Market Constellation fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

As the lanterns flicker with the falling stars, the moon hangs in the heavenly heart, illuminating the night tower.

Golden flowers and silver trees sway in the wind, the shadows of ornate wheels and fine steeds ebb like tides.

A fragrance stretches for ten miles, enticing the old gourmand, laughter and merry songs echo until the morning rooster crows.

Beaded curtains and emerald canopies conceal fine wine, the colorful market astonishes the townsfolk.

Moths and snow willows woven in golden threads, the sound of the Phoenix Flute stirs as the Jade Pot empties.

On such a fine night, why not burn the silver candles, the lights of ten thousand homes reflect brightly on the creek.

Raising one’s gaze, countless lights stretch to the horizon, merging with the starry sea under the night sky, flickering lights dance between the lamps and gold foil, elegantly dressed young men and women in pairs enjoy the prime of life.

Tie Dan, having seen the grandeur of the Different World, still admits that Chen Xuantian’s endless concrete jungle wasn’t much to look at. It is this vast plain of the Heavenly Market Constellation, where every view is adorned with carved beams and painted eaves, incense pavilions, and towers resplendent and dazzling, truly a feast for the eyes. This grand, flourishing scene of a classical golden age momentarily stunned him.

Jian Jia wasn’t surprised; she knew this mongrel was genuinely a country bumpkin from the hills. Entering the capital for the first time, it was a wonder he could still move. She led the way and casually introduced,

"The planning of the Heavenly Market Constellation corresponds to the stars above, with the Emperor’s Throne as the center, there are nineteen Star Officials, eighty-seven Main Stars, and one hundred seventy-three Added Stars, forming a screen-like pattern radiating to the Eight Domains, each star serving as a Star Wall marketplace.

Hurry up, we are only in the outer constellation area of the Jing Mansion Added Star Heavenly District; we haven’t even reached the Outer City yet."

Indeed, as the capital of the Ten-thousand-year-old Immortal Palace, the city expanded from the Emperor’s Throne, vast in its extent. Initially, the ancient Imperial City had city walls divided into twenty-eight Star Constellations with corresponding markets and districts, each profession abiding by its duties.

However, as times progressed, with the Immortal Venerable sweeping away the demons from all directions, the whole world became a home for the Human Clan, and the human population exploded. Encircling the city walls, it radiated outward, and now the markets and districts no longer restrict population movement or business hours, turning the entire Imperial City into a sleepless metropolis. Goods from the Four Countries, Eight Domains, and Nine Provinces pour into the Capital like flowing water, converging at Sizhou’s world-wide Chidao, like veins transporting resources to nourish this colossal beast.

No matter if the Mystic Sect Divine Sect acknowledges it or not, and no matter how far the Immortal Palace declines, the Three Constellations Imperial City remains the world’s center.

As long as this great metropolis exists, people will be perpetually drawn by endless resources and power, continuously flocking to this epicenter of the world.

Despite witnessing such prosperous and magnificent scenes, there are always some imperial offspring and Gate Valve magnates’ self-importance, feeling they are the Heavenly Destiny’s rulers, entitled to endless power.

But any sensible mind knows that monarchs and ministers are merely lucky to have been born well, sheltered by ancestral blessings, coincidentally becoming the emblem of the Human Clan’s unity.

The continuous influx of people is truly the Immortal Palace’s foundation. Those high officials on the Star Wall may incessantly engage in internal struggles or indulge in decadence, but as long as people are united in heart, unlimited resources and manpower converge at their feet, ready for their command.

That’s why, even though the Old Xuan Sect once slaughtered the Immortal Emperor and Immortal Army, nothing significant happened in the end. If they truly wanted to uproot everything, destroying the entire Three Constellations would be too great a massacre; who would dare involve in such karma?

So although the Divine Sect once conquered the Three Constellations, nothing substantial occurred because, it is said, just as the Divine Lord intended to turn Sizhou into a sea of blood, he ascended with a flash...

Through many trials and tribulations, the Three Constellations still stand firm on the earth.

And as long as the Three Constellations remain the Three Constellations, the Immortal Palace probably will not truly fall.

"Here we are."

Here?

Jian Jia led Tie Dan to a manor, and Tie Dan curiously looked around, finding the street bustling, yet this area was deserted. The manor itself looked imposing, but its gate, which seemingly had valves displayed, had now been removed, even the plaque was taken down, presenting a scene of desolation and decline.

Jian Jia coldly said,

"Quanjiu Village."

Tie Dan, "Where?"

Jian Jia glanced at him,

"The place where Prince Li perished."

Tie Dan curiously looked around,

"Prince Li? This is the outer perimeter, right? How did he die in such a godforsaken place? What are you here for? Sightseeing?"

Jian Jia glared at him and jumped over the wall directly.

"Didn’t you say you wanted to stir things up? Bring Prince Li into it, and the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers will all jump!"

Oh, indeed.

So Tie Dan followed her into the manor, seeing that the courtyard was stripped bare, and there was indeed a blank plaque set up in the hall. However, there was no tomb, probably just Prince Li’s cenotaph. Surprisingly, there were ritual texts and offerings, cleaned quite meticulously, indicating many still remembered Prince Li.

Jian Jia went to Prince Li’s spirit, paid her respects, and took out a small box, placing it under the shrine.

Tie Dan saw this beside her,

"What, is it the Young Master’s ashes from your family?"

Jian Jia, with reddened eyes, angrily cursed,

"Get lost!"

Tie Dan chuckled coldly, wandering around the sightseeing spot with his hands behind his back.

That incident with Prince Li, the Witchcraft Disaster, was the most recent major internal conflict in the Immortal Palace, roughly involving treacherous ministers misleading Emperor Wu, falsely accusing the Crown Prince of witchcraft and rebellion, forcing Prince Li to raise an army privately to eliminate the traitors, only to be suppressed and forced to commit suicide by Emperor Wu’s Forbidden Army.

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