Mountain Patrol Military Officer
Chapter 81: Mountains and Seas Will Have Their Return Date (Request for monthly ticket)

Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Mountains and Seas Will Have Their Return Date (Request for monthly ticket)

Chapter 81: The War Drums Never Cease

"On the Jiazi day, at the hour of You, Qingshan City fell, and an Evil Dragon appeared in the world."

"Its green scales and red eyes, a hundred meters in size, with each breath called forth wind and rain, thunder rolling, and the Nu River surged tumultuously above and below, the earth thunderously shaking, waves tens of meters high soared into the sky, threatening to submerge Qingshan County."

"Suddenly, a golden light appeared between heaven and earth, countless shooting stars illuminated the entire Qingshan County, as if a Feixian from beyond the heavens, and from within that golden light, a person emerged."

"This person, awe-inspiring and resplendent in golden light, with Divine Light behind his head, as if a Great Sun hung in the sky, illuminating the long night, as if a Heavenly God had descended to earth."

"Hey, just at this critical juncture, this person used his Divine Skills, and mountains rose from the ground with a thunderous roar that shook heaven and earth, blocking the towering waves with a bang, then mountains continued to rise from the ground and did battle with the Evil Dragon amongst the dark clouds, a battle so fierce that it darkened the skies, obscuring sun and moon..."

"Ultimately, the Evil Dragon let out a loud cry, ’I will return!’"

"End!"

"Seeing this, the citizens of the city, some cheering and running about, others embracing in extreme joy, all chanting the name of one person."

"Mountain Patrol Military Officer Chen Yuan!"

In some corner of the damaged city wall, the storyteller who had his foot trapped under some rubble, injured, yet his eyes were sharp and shiny, his hand moved swiftly across the paper as he wrote fervently.

As he wrote, he stood up from the ruins.

He heard the city’s cries, saw the people’s ecstatic announcement, and wept with joy.

Standing atop the collapsed city wall, he laughed heartily, as if he had seen an unparalleled masterpiece of writing!

Gongsun Yang had decided.

He would write and chronicle the tale of the fellow who had fed him a day’s worth of fodder!

........

At this time, two thousand li south of Qingshan County, in the darkness of night, there was a majestic city, spanning a hundred li in circumference, dominating the land.

Like a savage beast nestled in the night!

This is White Emperor City!

The city’s terrain is magnificently imposing, built against mountains, surrounded by three sides of mountains, a Hengduan Mountain Range stretching thousands of li, like a natural moat, clearly demarcating the north and south of Shu land.

To the south are steep mountains, the Ten Thousand Mountains, to the north are fertile plains, the Heavenly Country.

To exit the pass, one must go through White Emperor City!

This night, beneath White Emperor City, corpses lay everywhere, the Nu River above flowed with blood, the entire city was dark with few lights, and the air was filled with a tense and murderous aura...

Feixian Knocking happened suddenly last night, catching the Prefecture off guard; the battle was extremely brutal, and the strength displayed by the members of the Feixian Sect was a surprise to the Prefecture...

Now, White Emperor City is under martial law, with a storm brewing.

At this moment, a hurried horse’s hooves, "clip-clop clip-clop", echoed on White Emperor City’s quiet mountain path.

"Drive"

"Drive"

"Drive"

A shout approached from afar.

"Who dares to rush in unannounced, kill without mercy." A fierce shout rose from the City Gates of the Prefecture.

On the city wall, armor glinted coldly, rows of Armored Soldiers with long spears, their steel tips gleaming with a chilling light.

"Urgent report for the Prefecture, open the city gates for me!"

The horse’s hooves were fast, and the figure on horseback let out a loud shout from a hundred meters away, tossing out a Token.

On the city wall, the Guard Armor Soldier caught the Token, his eyes flashing urgently, and immediately gave the command.

"Open the gates!"

The city gate rumbled open.

Just as a few feet wide gap appeared, a dark horse rushed past, leaping onto the green stone pavement inside the city, then stirred up a gust of wind, and swiftly disappeared into the distance.

A series of horse’s hooves startled, vanishing into the night.

Minutes later, the dark horse arrived in front of a majestic building, the rider quickly dismounted, and hurried into the front gate.

In a spacious hall, candle flames flickered.

Kneeling alone was a figure.

While in front, another figure stood sideways, casting a long shadow by the lamplight.

This person was looking at a secret message from an insider, and without realizing, furrowed his brows, muttering to himself.

"The Green Dragon Venerable of the Feixian Sect has erupted."

"Qingshan? Qingshan! Quickly investigate for me, what exactly happened in Qingshan County?"

"Who is there?"

The figure turned, but the lamplight suddenly dimmed, leaving only a powerful voice to resonate in the grand hall.

"Yes!"

........

Soon, the night gave way to dawn.

The next day, in Qingshan County, early morning, the mist was vast and boundless.

Outside the city gates, the Earth was split and mountains destroyed; much awaited restoration.

Amidst the morning mist at the city gates stood three figures, each apart from the others.

Old Monk Bai Mei, the black-clothed Swordsman, and Chen Yuan.

Old Monk Bai Mei uttered a Buddha’s name and looked at Chen Yuan, a trace of emotion flickering through his eyes.

"Monk Hui Neng here has been greedy and angry, boarded a ship seeking fate, after being bewildered for days, yet nothing compares to seeing Clan Leader Chen once. You have a destiny with Buddhism; when you achieve enlightenment one day, even if mountains and rivers lie between us, I will make the journey."

"Well said, well said!"

Chen Yuan smiled understandingly,

"It’s a great fortune for I, Chen, to form this good karma with the master. You’re a transcendent being, with a long journey ahead. Please, accept this horse and some silver coins."

Chen Yuan led over a horse, laden with a bundle.

Monk Hui Neng chuckled heartily and didn’t refuse.

At this moment, Chen Yuan’s gaze turned towards the black-clothed youth.

"Brother Gongsun, where do you plan to go?"

The black-clothed Swordsman was Gongsun Wuji from Dragon Mountain Sword Tomb in the land of Shu.

"Shu Land’s Demon Sect is rampant, committing countless murders. I’ll use their blood to sharpen my sword, to, like you, knock at the Heavenly Pass as soon as possible," Gongsun Wuji said with a serious face.

Chen Yuan nodded,

"Then I wish for Brother Gongsun’s sword to sharpen swiftly, to drain the blood of enemies and behead all foes."

Saying so, he handed the reins of another horse to him.

Then he gave a fist and palm salute to both men.

"There will be a time to return across mountains and seas; we shall meet again through the storms. Both of you, take care!"

The two mounted their horses and returned the salute to Chen Yuan.

"Clan Leader Chen"

"Brother Chen"

"Take care!"

After speaking, the two simultaneously pulled the reins and turned their horses around.

The horses neighed and, with a burst of energy, galloped away into the woodlands outside the city, disappearing into the morning mist.

Chen Yuan watched their fading silhouettes with a sigh in his heart.

Meetings are not within one’s control, this world is vast, who knows when we will meet again.

These two can truly be called friends!

They had formed good karma at the Scripture Debate Place.

Quickly, Chen Yuan withdrew his gaze, suppressed his emotions, and turned back toward the city.

There were still many things to be done.

A few minutes later, he arrived at his own small courtyard.

As he pushed open the door, he saw a Purple Gauze Woman squatting on the ground, scratching a Little squirrel, which chattered as if it enjoyed it greatly.

And hearing the noise from the opening door, the Purple-clothed woman looked up, raising her eyebrows at Chen Yuan as he entered.

"Have those two left?"

Chen Yuan nodded, then asked,

"Lady, you haven’t yet told me your name, and what are your plans for the future?"

The Purple-clothed woman stood up, holding the Little squirrel in her arms.

"Fang Qingzhu!"

After speaking, the woman smiled, her eyebrows revealing her good spirits,

"I might have to trouble Brother Chen in the future!"

"Hm?" Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled.

But he saw her lifting the Little squirrel, her light purple eyes looking at Chen Yuan.

"The Little fellow says you ate all of its home’s stock, and part of it was mine. So, Brother Chen, from now on, please be so kind."

Chen Yuan looked at the Little squirrel, innocent with its large eyes, then at the Purple-clothed woman whose lips held a hint of a smile, his pupils dilating slightly.

He was momentarily astonished!