Protect Our Clan Leader

Chapter 1485: Chapter 71 Traces of the Tree of Fortune (Seeking Monthly Votes)_2

Affected by the warm currents from the northern Chaotic Soul Ocean, the climate of Chaoyang State is significantly better compared to the west, less the piercing cold, and more the warmth, especially the southern Chaoyang Plain, which is moist and rainy, rich in Spiritual Energy, naturally suited for the growth of the majority of Spirit Plants.

Therefore, Chaoyang Plain is dotted with numerous Herb Gardens and Lingzhi gardens, of which the produced Spiritual Medicines and Spirit Rice and Vegetables are quite renowned throughout the entire Frost Moon Immortal Dynasty. The large and small Prominent Families that take this as their main industry are countless.

The Chaoyang Ji Clan is located on the Chaoyang Plain.

At dawn.

A luxurious flying carriage pierced through the morning fog, appearing above the Chaoyang Plain.

Under the morning light, the spacious Spirit Wood carriage looked like a moving villa in the sky, radiating dazzling Baoguang. Even the guards around the carriage, tasked with protection, were enveloped in a halo of light, reducing their sharpness and adding a touch of haziness.

The carriage, drawn by a Level Six Azure Feathered Flying Luan, whose wings unfolded wide with blue hues streaming on the feathers, was so light and elegant that it appeared like a gentle breeze, swift and agile, despite pulling such a huge carriage.

Under the pull of the Azure Feathered Flying Luan, the flying carriage soared past one Herb Garden after another, speeding in a certain direction in the distance.

Inside the flying carriage.

Curtains made of Heavenly Silkworm Silk hung down, the complex patterns embroidered with gold thread on them shimmering golden, flowing like water with the movement of the curtains, presenting a look of extreme luxury.

These are curtains embroidered with Runes and gold thread; each piece a standalone Spiritual Treasure: dust-repellent, impervious to water and fire, warm in winter and cool in summer.

Even in the Immortal Dynasty, such curtains are considered luxury items, rarely used by well-established Prominent Families to decorate their homes, let alone their flying carriages.

On the tea table below the curtains, a porcelain teapot as white as jade was steadily releasing steam, with the rich aroma of tea diffusing throughout the carriage.

“As expected of Immortal Tea, this tea aroma is rich and ethereal, filled with Spirit. Just smelling this fragrance seems to cleanse my soul,” said a young man in white clothes standing by the table, deeply inhaling with rapture, then looked at the young man in purple clothes sitting at the head of the table with a face full of flattery, “I heard that the yield of this Immortal Tea is extremely low each year, and ordinary people can hardly obtain it. Only young elites like Master Wei Qingyun, with profound heritage and favored by elders, can get a share. Yanxiu is truly fortunate to benefit from your light today.”

Hearing this, the young man in purple gave him a glance and chuckled: “Well spoken. Anyway, as a reward for providing important information, I’ll give you a cup. Have a seat~”

With that, he gestured with his hand, and a servant promptly came forward to respectfully prepare a small cup of tea for the young man in white.

The white-clothed young man, who claimed to be “Yanxiu,” immediately took the last seat at the tea table, eagerly lifting the tea cup and sipping the tea with delight.

Seeing this, the young man in purple also picked up a cup of tea to drink, while gesturing to others by the tea table, “Gentlemen, don’t be shy with me, let’s drink together. The Spiritual Energy in this tea will dissipate in a moment.”

“Thank you, Master Wei Qingyun.”

Everyone thanked him and then started to savor their tea.

The young man in purple, addressed as “Master Wei Qingyun,” had a face that left a deep impression; slightly upturned peach blossom eyes gave him an air of romantic charm, yet his features were so well-placed that he seemed not frivolous, but rather carried an innate sense of authority.

Dressed in a purple outfit that outlined his broad shoulders and narrow waist, he exuded an imposing aura, which further accentuated his excellent complexion and natural nobility.

However, the most striking feature on him wasn’t his face, but the ancient sword he carried on his back.

It was an exquisitely ornate sword, slightly broader than ordinary swords. The sheath was engraved with intricate and profound patterns, embellished with jewels, while the guard was inlaid with a radiant five-colored gem. Despite signs of wear on the hilt from age, the sword remained resplendent and powerful.

This young man in purple was a Direct Line descendant of the First Grade Jingan Wei Family, named “Wei Qingyun,” and one of the most valued among them. Barely over two-hundred years of age, he already possessed a Mid Stage cultivation base in the Purple Abode Realm, with a future that was boundless.

Sitting beside him, in addition to two armored household guards, was an old man with an aged face and a low-key demeanor. All three treated him with great respect, clearly his accompanying attendants.

The old man, although speaking little, exuded an unfathomable aura that naturally invoked awe.

Compared to him, the young man in the white robe was completely at a disadvantage, thoroughly suppressed in aura, and even his sitting posture was cautious, speaking tentatively.

This young man in white robe, named “Ji Yanxiu,” was a Direct Line scion of the Third Grade Chaoyang Ji Clan.

His presence here was to bring Wei Qingyun back to the Chaoyang Ji Clan, to try inheriting a Codex sealed in the clan’s forbidden area.

After finishing a cup of tea, Wei Qingyun looked at the white-robed young man and spoke again, “Yanxiu, now you can tell me. What exactly is the situation within that forbidden area, and what trials must I go through to inherit that Codex?”

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