Chapter 909 - 912: Underground City
After the elder storyteller’s reminder, the white-clothed storyteller immediately nodded: "Yes, yes, my uncle is the current Controller of the Storytelling Manor, please don’t kill me, I will reciprocate your kindness."
Wu Tian chuckled.
"I’m serious." The white-clothed storyteller cried out in panic: "You have to believe me! I will have my uncle repay you; my uncle loves me even more than my father does, he will definitely listen to me."
Wu Tian was too lazy to pay attention to the white-clothed storyteller, simply flicking his fingers, the True Sun Fire was released.
The True Sun Fire burned fiercely.
In the flames, the white-clothed storyteller screamed miserably, his cries made all who heard shiver.
In the blink of an eye, the white-clothed storyteller’s Divine Soul was completely annihilated, disappearing without a trace.
"Gulp."
Seeing this scene, the elder storyteller and the young female storyteller swallowed hard.
Terrifying!
Too terrifying.
That fire just now,
Even as storytellers themselves,
They had never heard of it.
"Alright, the matter is settled, let’s take the Pirate Ship to the mainland."
In Wu Tian’s view, it was just a cleanup of some minor characters, not worth mentioning, it was better to head to the mainland quickly.
"Yes."
Dao Feng and others, also with calm faces, the death of the pirates and the white-clothed storyteller didn’t seem significant in their perspective, they simply nodded without any extra expressions.
The elder storyteller and the young female storyteller glanced at each other, surprised at how things turned out.
If an ordinary person killed the Pirate King Baili Futuo, they would likely be overjoyed,
But this group didn’t.
Even when the white-clothed storyteller was killed, their faces showed no worry or fear.
Aboard the Pirate Ship, heading toward the mainland. On the ship Dao Feng drank, Zhou Butong practiced his punches, Si’er, Lan Niang, Hong Ji, Qin Yuhan, Miaoshan and others gathered together, discussing matters of daughters,
Wu Tian and Master Li the Fortune Teller discussed physiognomy,
The only ones worried were the elder storyteller and the young female storyteller, still concerned for Wu Tian.
But seeing Wu Tian and the others laughing and chatting,
The elder storyteller suddenly felt melancholic: "I suddenly feel like the emperor is not worried, but the eunuchs are anxious."
The young female storyteller: "..."
An hour later, they arrived at the mainland. Led by the elder storyteller and the young female storyteller, Wu Tian and the others entered the dense forest, soon a mansion within the forest appeared before them.
"Such rich Spiritual Energy. This kind of Spiritual Energy, the Three Realms have never had." Si’er was moved to say upon arrival,
The Spiritual Energy in the Storytelling Manor’s location was three times more abundant than the most lush places in the Three Realms, entering it, Dao Feng and others felt their bodies’ pores relax, the air entering their noses nourished their organs, such Spiritual Energy,
Indeed the Three Realms couldn’t possess,
Just a few breaths gave the feeling of soaking in a hot spring.
Breathing here was a pleasure.
Not to mention, cultivating in such a place would surely be twice as effective with half the effort compared to the Three Realms.
"The books in the Storytelling Manor differ greatly from those in ordinary bookstores, most of the books within the manor have spirit, each page of paper is premium, the value of a single page is more than a daughter’s worth." The young female storyteller said,
The first time she learned the books in the Storytelling Manor were so expensive, she was also startled.
Just books, just paper, the preciousness clearly lies within the words, why pay such attention to the paper’s material?
Even the ink contains gold, pearl and other materials.
Wu Tian smiled, saying nothing, truly this all comes down to face.
Some buildings constructed in places with abundant Spiritual Energy, their material astonishing,
Firstly for face, to show outsiders their might.
Secondly, these materials also aid cultivation, like jade.
Jade contains strong Spiritual Energy.
"The Storytelling Manor is right ahead, let’s enter." The elder storyteller said,
Wu Tian and the others nodded, upon closer inspection, they found the Storytelling Manor was on the surface a mansion, but actually the library was all underground,
The actual area wasn’t just one mansion but a city.
Below the city, same as above ground, there were lots of houses, flows of people on the streets.
"Is this... the Underground City?" Qin Yuhan blinked and said.
She hadn’t expected such a marvelous existence.
This city, each house was very unique,
For instance, the row of houses on the left were "Confucian Houses", containing Confucian studies,
The right side were "Legalist Houses", containing Legalist studies,
And those living in those houses naturally prefer those teachings.
"Above ground, the Martial Path reigns supreme, conflicts never ending, scholars had once entered the Storytelling Manor, discovered peace underground, thus settled here, gradually forming such a unique geographical culture." The elder storyteller explained.
Wu Tian nodded, people of the world come in millions of kinds, some love the Martial Path, wishing to reign supreme through it. Naturally there are those who prefer a peaceful life admiring nature’s beauty,
With the popularity of the Martial Path, even secluded mountains found no peace.
Underground became the only quiet, harmonious place.
Moreover, all things underground are governed by Hei Sha the Demon Emperor so underground became a place many yearned for.
Building a book city underground is only natural.
"Of course, to read the books, one needs permission from the City Lord’s Mansion." The elder storyteller spoke with concern,
The City Lord’s Mansion was naturally managed by the white-clothed storyteller’s uncle,
"No worries, go ahead." Wu Tian spoke with calmness, he was curious what tricks they might play.
The City Lord’s Mansion,
Of course the largest building in the Underground City, its collection of books differing from the outer houses where books belonged to one category only.
The City Lord’s Mansion had an assortment of genres.
The City Lord’s Mansion, like other houses in the Underground City, had walls made of paper, but it was extraordinary, its hardness rivaling stone.
In front of the City Lord’s Mansion,
There were two enormous lamps, their imposing presence and power gave a sense of strength, signifying the importance of time.
And the plaque of the City Lord’s Mansion was replaced by a book, titled "Analects",
But the cover stated "If the ruler wants the minister dead, the minister must die; if the father wants the son gone, the son must comply lest he’s unfilial."
"Analects",
Wu Tian recalled it was also what he quoted first when he arrived in this world; of course what he recited were classic sentences from Analects.
But after ages of development, other phrases had long been mixed into the Analects, even its meanings may have been modified and distorted.
"Did any of you notice, the guards are both of the First Rank of the Heavenly King Realm?" Zhou Butong noticed something, suddenly inhaled sharply.