activa-t Chapter 210 A Perfect Ending
Chapter 210 A Perfect Ending
Zhuang Yu stared at the sudden beam of light that appeared in the sky, his heart churning like a stormy sea.
This light was not an auspicious sign; on the contrary, it carried a disturbing aura of destruction.
He subconsciously tightened his grip on the jade ruyi in his hand, the warm touch on his fingertips bringing him a little peace of mind.
Looking down at Wang Yao beside him, he saw her tilting her head back, her clear eyes reflecting that strange light, her face showing a hint of bewilderment.
Thinking about what he had gained from the trip and the people around him, Zhuang Yu felt a surge of inexplicable determination.
Whatever this light signifies, he will protect it all.
The once magnificent celestial palace now appeared eerily strange under the light.
The magnificent walls seemed to be draped in a gray veil, and the carved dragon and phoenix pillars appeared to be twisted, emitting a series of low hums, and a suffocating sense of oppression filled the air.
"This kid got incredibly lucky and obtained the inheritance of the Immortal Palace. Why?!" Jin Yangzi could no longer suppress his jealous rage. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the jade ruyi in Zhuang Yu's hand, his tone filled with resentment.
Mu Zi, standing to the side, also spoke up in a sinister tone: "Yes, such a treasure is being wasted on someone like this. Why don't we join forces, capture him, and split the treasure and the beauty equally!"
These words thoroughly enraged Zhuang Yu.
He turned his head sharply, his gaze like a knife shooting at the two of them, the coldness in his eyes seeming to freeze them.
"You two defeated wretches think you can lay a finger on my things?" Zhuang Yu sneered, his tone full of disdain. "I was already being merciful by not killing you earlier. Now, get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"
Jin Yangzi and Mu Zi exchanged a glance, a fierce glint flashing in their eyes.
"You won't listen to reason, so don't blame us for being impolite!" Jin Yangzi roared, and a long, golden sword suddenly appeared in his hand, its tip pointing directly at Zhuang Yu.
Mu Zi also unleashed her own magic weapon, a jet-black dagger that exuded a chilling aura.
The air was thick with tension, as if a fight could break out at any moment.
Zhuang Yu looked at the two of them coldly, a mocking smile curving his lips.
"Trying to steal my things? Let's see if you have the ability!" He slowly took out an ancient book from his bosom. The pages were slightly yellowed and emitted a faint golden light.
"What is this?" Wang Yao asked curiously.
"A...very interesting book." Zhuang Yu gave Wang Yao a meaningful look, then turned to the first page...
The ancient book slowly opened in Zhuang Yu's hands, and a vast and magnificent aura instantly swept through the entire immortal palace.
On the pages, the ancient characters seemed to come alive, leaping with golden light and emitting low chants, like whispers from ancient gods.
This power, pure and strong, with a suffocating pressure, instantly enveloped Jin Yangzi and Mu Zi.
The two felt their legs buckle and they collapsed to their knees with a thud, their bones feeling as if they were being crushed, making a teeth-grinding crunching sound.
Jin Yangzi's golden sword clattered to the ground. His face was deathly pale, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He tried his best to stand up, but found that he could not move at all. It was as if he was being pressed down by an invisible mountain, and even breathing became difficult.
Mu Zi was in no better shape; the dagger had already slipped from his hand, and he lay sprawled on the ground, trembling and groaning in pain.
He stared in horror at the book that radiated golden light.
What... what level of cultivation technique is this?!
The thought arose in both of their minds at the same time, and a deep sense of despair completely overwhelmed them.
Just then, an ethereal voice echoed through the celestial palace: "Enough."
The guardian of the celestial palace appeared before the three of them at some unknown time. It was tall and its whole body was shrouded in a faint golden light, making its face impossible to see. However, its powerful aura made people dare not look directly at it.
It glanced at Jin Yangzi and Mu Zi, who were kneeling on the ground, and said indifferently, "Private fights are forbidden within the Immortal Palace. Considering this is your first offense, I will spare you this time."
After saying that, it turned to Zhuang Yu and nodded slightly: "You can leave now."
Zhuang Yu put away his cultivation technique, a faint smile appearing on his face.
He took Wang Yao's hand, turned around and walked towards the exit of the Immortal Palace, each step firm and powerful.
Jin Yangzi and Mu Zi could only watch helplessly as Zhuang Yu left, their hearts filled with resentment and bitterness, yet powerless to stop him.
As Zhuang Yu reached the entrance of the Immortal Palace, he suddenly stopped, turned around and glanced at the two people still kneeling on the ground, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips.
"See you next time..."
Wang Yao looked at Zhuang Yu, her eyes sparkling with a complex emotion that was a mixture of admiration and love.
She nestled close to Zhuang Yu, feeling the warmth emanating from him, as if she had found the safest harbor.
Zhuang Yu gently embraced her and whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here for you." His voice was deep and magnetic, like a gentle breeze that soothed Wang Yao's unease.
The two stood embracing, creating a warm and harmonious scene in this dangerous celestial palace.
Zhuang Yu, holding Wang Yao's hand, walked with firm steps toward the exit of the Immortal Palace.
Each step he took was steady and powerful, as if he were stepping on the hearts of his enemies, instilling fear in those who coveted his treasures.
He could feel the two hateful gazes behind him, as cold and sinister as venomous snakes.
But he didn't care at all; he never hesitated to show his contempt for losers.
The gates of the celestial palace slowly opened, and dazzling light poured in, so bright that it was blinding.
When their eyes adjusted to the light again, they were already outside the celestial palace.
Looking back, the majestic celestial palace gradually receded into the distance, eventually turning into a tiny black dot and disappearing into the horizon.
Zhuang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, a relaxed smile appearing on his face.
He finally succeeded, obtaining not only at least three top-tier magical treasures but also a powerful cultivation technique.
This trip to the Celestial Palace was very fruitful, and he was genuinely delighted that his strength had improved to a higher level.
A gentle breeze rustled Zhuang Yu's clothes as he gazed at the distant sky. He could feel the power surging within him, like a sleeping dragon about to awaken.
He turned his head and looked at Wang Yao beside him. She was looking up, curiously observing everything around her.
Her face was full of curiosity about the unknown world, and her clear eyes, like a clear spring, washed away the dust in Zhuang Yu's heart.
"Let's go," Zhuang Yu said softly, her voice full of tenderness.
He took Wang Yao's hand and walked towards their residence.
He knew that the days to come would be even more exciting.
He couldn't wait to share his gains with Wang Yao. He wanted to show her the powerful magical artifacts and the cultivation technique that could change their fate.
Reaching a secluded corner, Zhuang Yu stopped. He turned to look at Wang Yao, a mysterious smile on his face, and slowly said, "Yao'er, look..."
Zhuang Yu led Wang Yao back to their residence, a tranquil place nestled on a mountainside, surrounded by lush greenery and filled with the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
He couldn't wait to share what he had learned from the trip, his face beaming with barely suppressed excitement.
He took out the treasures he had obtained in the Celestial Palace from his storage bag and placed them one by one on the table.
First is a jade flute that is entirely emerald green. The flute is carved with exquisite patterns and exudes a faint spiritual energy. It feels warm and smooth to the touch, like the finest mutton fat jade.
Next was an antique bronze mirror, its surface smooth as water, reflecting the scene in the room. The back of the mirror was engraved with mysterious runes, exuding an air of mystery.
Then, he took out a pill that emitted a rich medicinal fragrance. The pill was round and full, with strange patterns on its surface. Just smelling it made one feel refreshed.
Finally, he took out the ancient book, its pages slightly yellowed and emitting a faint golden light. It was the mysterious cultivation technique he had obtained in the Immortal Palace.
Wang Yao looked at the dazzling array of treasures on the table.
"I obtained all of these in the Celestial Palace." Zhuang Yu looked at Wang Yao's delighted expression, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. He picked up the jade flute and gently played a tune. The flute's sound was crisp and melodious, flowing like a clear spring, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Wang Yao listened intently, her eyes sparkling, completely captivated by the beautiful music.
"And this too." Zhuang Yu picked up the bronze mirror again and gently looked it at Wang Yao. Wang Yao's beautiful face was reflected in the mirror, and the person in the mirror seemed even more lively, which made Wang Yao exclaim in surprise.
Seeing Wang Yao's excited expression, Zhuang Yu felt a sense of satisfaction. He handed the ancient book to Wang Yao, saying, "Yao'er, I want to study this cultivation technique with you."
Wang Yao took the book, stroking its yellowed pages; an ancient aura emanated from it.
Just as they were immersed in joy, Zhuang Yu suddenly felt a powerful sense of oppression descend from the sky. He looked up sharply, and his expression instantly became serious.
He could clearly feel a destructive force rapidly approaching, its aura carrying a suffocating pressure that made his very soul tremble.
"This...this is..." Zhuang Yu's gaze was fixed on the sky, his tone low and filled with doubt.
He suddenly realized that this was no ordinary phenomenon, but a celestial calamity!
An unprecedented sense of crisis surged into his heart. He could feel that the power of this heavenly tribulation was extraordinary, and if he was not careful, he would be doomed.
He slowly clenched his fist.
"Yao'er, we..." Zhuang Yu looked at Wang Yao, about to speak, but then seemed to remember something and swallowed his words back.