Perfect World

Chapter 482: Chapter 482 Problems and Decisions
 

This night, people saw many stars in the sky burst forth, more dazzling than fireworks, exploding in the universe and then disappearing forever!

The starry sky seemed to be purified, becoming dim and lightless.

As for the earth below, terrifying auras surged. Had it not been for someone suppressing it with overwhelming mana, the vast land would have turned to ashes.

At dawn, the Sun rose, not cut down, still shining brilliantly.

However, last night, the moon had diminished, a small piece shorn off by someone, showcasing the might of the Immortal Sect Leader. Once a bloody battle ensued, all things would wither.

The morning glow was golden, filled with the breath of life. Shi Hao stood on the high platform, swallowing the purple Qi and gradually clearing his mind. The earth and universe still existed; as long as one lived, any hope could be pursued.

The Sun rose high, yet Willow Deity hadn’t returned nor had Little Pagoda appeared. He hadn’t moved, still quietly waiting.

The great battle had long ended, the earth restored to tranquility. The Spiritual Energy was faintly richer but tinged with a hint of blood, perceptible only to Cultivators.

Giants had died!

Their emitted essence actually nourished the vast wasteland, causing the concentration of Spiritual Energy to sharply increase—an alarming and horrific notion.

Consider, the vastness of the wasteland stretched millions upon millions of miles, boundless and vast!

By noon, Little Pagoda appeared, its body marked with traces: charred black by lightning, shallow scars from chaotic sword energy, and residual heat waves from sea of fire.

It was in a terrible state, not very good, but it was extremely lively, spirits high!

“The guy who held my physical form must be perishing, he won’t last many years. Sooner or later, I’ll go to the higher realms to extinguish him!” Little Pagoda spoke fiercely.

What about Willow Deity? Shi Hao was worried, having not seen it return.

“After the battle, it obtained important news and went in search of legendary fortune. This wasteland really harbors treasures; it might eventually benefit from them,” Little Pagoda said enviously.

However, that object seemed useless to it; although it understood it, it chose to return and did not vie for it.

With its words, someone in the higher realms would be vomiting blood. This great battle had shattered the heavens and severed many extraterritorial stars; they had barely discovered that great fortune’s trace. However, as time was up, those few had to return.

“A few died, shaking the ancient momentum. The higher realms must be stormy now; additionally, some are severely injured and nearing death,” Little Pagoda rejoiced in their misfortune.

Those who desperately fought had naturally been near the end of their lifespans, trying to break through, seeking a future, carving a path for life.

But reality is cruel. How many could defy fate? Ultimately, they had to pay the heavens with blood and life.

After the calamity, everything appeared vibrant, teeming with life and vitality, even ordinary people felt rejuvenated.

“I went to the outer domain, and it was a dreadful sight; all Venerables and Sacred Entities were taken, including an old witch, a crazy person, and a cultivator. They were brutally fierce.”

Especially that cultivator had shaken Little Pagoda, even fighting with the Sixteen-foot Golden Body Patriarch of the Western Sect to the outer domain, half of the fallen stars were severed by them.

Shi Hao was dumbstruck, observing the starry sky last night, witnessing continuous meteor showers and endless falling meteors, all caused by the horrifying battle between two beings.

“What a pity, those strong ones who fled the wasteland to the outer domain couldn’t escape this disaster,” Little Pagoda said.

“Even the Western Sect, Immortal Mountain, and Heaven Mending Sect were attacked?” Shi Hao was particularly interested in this news.

“Yes, if they weren’t powerful enough in the higher realms and the old leaders were still there, their teachings might have been directly extinguished,” Little Pagoda laughed brightly, twinkling.

Now in the wasteland, these powerful sects’ Cultivators probably didn’t even know about the change within their sects, perhaps still believing they could intimidate eternity, daring no one to provoke.

“This time I suffered but also gained beauty. My physical body was damaged, but I also obtained something. I need to recuperate for a while, don’t call me unless it’s urgent.” After saying this, Little Pagoda directly dove into the World’s Treasure Box.

Shi Hao stood still, quietly watching the sky, facing the sunlight, his whole body gleaming with a brilliant radiance; he muttered to himself, “The three sects suffered not lightly, even ancient ancestors were captured, they should behave honestly for a short period now.”

Then he burst into laughter, heading towards the imperial palace.

Stone Capital had already lifted martial law, bustling and lively, with a lively hum of human activity, sometimes wearying but after a catastrophe, it felt particularly endearing.

Shi Hao surveyed, nodding repeatedly.

When he returned to the imperial palace, a witch approached, beaming brilliantly like a blossoming flower. She was ethereal and enchanting, peerless in grace.

“Seeing you laugh so heartily, the Sky Severing Sect must have gained a lot,” Shi Hao asked.

“Uh, I heard some giants in the higher realms died, I’m quite happy, I’m thinking of filling that position,” the witch was bold, laughing charmingly, her eyes almost curling into crescents.

Shi Hao smiled; she was indeed confident, daring to say anything.

“What brings you here, are you after the Supreme Divine Deposit?” Shi Hao asked.

“That’s fake, to trap the giants, my heart is bright,” she giggled, waving her fists, her hair flying, eyes sparkling, utterly spirited.

“So what is your purpose?” Shi Hao asked with a smile.

“Of course, it’s for the young man’s nurturing plan,” she said jokingly.

Shi Hao’s smile froze, not really keen on the idea. Still relaxed, he opened his arms forward, saying, “Come, let’s see how the nurturing turned out; experience it firsthand.”

The witch, graceful yet tall and slender, spun around, a lucky cloud forming beneath her feet, whisking her away lightly, eluding his arms, and playfully chided, “Don’t take advantage of me!”

Shi Hao laughed heartily, saying, “Who’s taking advantage of whom is still uncertain. I’m naturally gifted, unique in this world; if you miss out, don’t regret it for life.”

“Cut!” The witch scoffed, rolling her eyes dramatically, then boldly sat on a dragon chair, saying, “I’ve brought two pieces of news, one good, one bad. Which would you like to hear first?”

Shi Hao was composed, letting her decide.

“Then I’ll start with the bad; Fairy Yue Chan has a major problem,” the witch told him gravely.

“Anything good?” Shi Hao asked with a smile that did not fade.

“The good news is that I’ve found out about this problem, so for you, this is an opportunity,” the witch, stunningly beautiful but rarely seen, laughed boisterously. “Fairy Yue Chan is in trouble now, ha ha ha…”

“What exactly did you find out?” Shi Hao asked, frowning.

“Be careful, there may be a special Divine Sense sealed within her Sea of Consciousness. Let me find something, and we’ll deal with her together!” The witch laughed maliciously. “Yue Chan, you think you can compete with me? This time you’re doomed, whether or not you’re related to the goddess!”

She came quickly and left just as quickly, advising Shi Hao that it was best not to provoke that “little girl” too much, lest it lead to complications. Everything would be fine once she returned.

Shi Hao remained silent and shook his head. Later, he went to see Fairy Yue Chan in a secluded bamboo garden, which was very quiet and beautifully scenic.

Fairy Yue Chan appeared untainted by dust, like a celestial blossom blooming in the mortal world, spreading its delicate fragrance, ethereally beautiful and touching. She stepped forward with her slender jade legs and offered a cup of tea herself, her demeanor calm, forever serene and detached from the world.

Shi Hao glanced at her and became captivated. She always seemed distant, with a prideful aloofness, and an air of detachment, as if she did not belong to this world.

“When will we celebrate our wedding night?” Shi Hao, displaying a mischievous side, sat there grinning, trying to break her cold indifference.

Fairy Yue Chan, in her fluttering snow-white clothes, remained calm, her stunningly beautiful face unchanged, completely ignoring him.

“Come, let me take you on a tour,” Shi Hao chuckled, standing up, wrapping his arm around her slender waist, and walking towards the exit of the bamboo garden.

Fairy Yue Chan struggled and her expression changed. If they were to be seen together in public, how would she face others? The thought of a chaste fairy being seen embracing someone was terrifying.

“What are you afraid of? I am declaring our relationship to the whole world this way. Afterward, it will be proper and you won’t have to hide in the palace anymore,” Shi Hao laughed.

With that, he embraced the peerless beauty in his arms and boldly pointed outside the palace, declaring, “All beings understand my intentions.”

Fairy Yue Chan was conflicted and struggled fiercely.

“Forget it, since you are not willing to be exposed, I won’t force you. I am going to bathe and change. Come and attend to me.”

“Ah…” Fairy Yue Chan screamed, startled.

In the end, she was very guilty, her face unnatural, unable to maintain her calm as she watched from a distance a young man in the hot springs and hurriedly delivered some clothes before making an awkward retreat.

“Hey, Fairy, you saw a part of my body; this isn’t fair,” Shi Hao called out from a distance.

Hearing this, Yue Chan fled in panic.

“What exactly is the secret?” Shi Hao murmured to himself, quietly waiting for news from the witch.

Many days passed without any sign of the witch. Instead, someone from Immortal Mountain came to the palace seeking an audience.

Shi Hao permitted him to enter. This was a middle-aged man, quite imposing, a formidable Imperial Title holder with a giant golden bird in his hands, shimmering with light.

Shi Hao sat still, watching him.

“This is the Imperial Decree of Immortal Mountain, which should have been given to you earlier, but I have not had the opportunity to present it,” the middle-aged man said.

Although he said this, he did not hand it over or give it to the guard.

Shi Hao looked at him coldly, saying, “Do you expect me to perform a grand ceremony to receive the imperial decree?”

His words were calm, but there was an overwhelming majesty in them that intimidated and made the Imperial Title holder tremble, recalling the devastation of the five Venerables.

In the past, the mere presence of Immortal Mountain’s imperial decree would have subdued all under heaven, far more commanding than the emperor’s or ancient countries’ decrees. Who would dare be disrespectful?

Even the emperor would graciously receive such a decree. But now, Little Stone did not care and reached into the void to seize the decree.

“You dare demand that I perform a ceremonial greeting to receive the decree? You have quite some nerve!” Shi Hao shouted.

He knew that the imperial decree had been at the Fire Nation Capital before the onset of the great calamity, calling on him to receive it. At that time, he and Huo Ling’er were in Medicine City and ignored it.

Later, when he heard that this man was loudly demanding that he quickly receive the decree, he cared even less, merely planning to find time to deal with this man.

But it had been delayed until today, when this man came to him, and he finally saw the decree.

As the decree unfolded, golden energy surged, symbols densely packed, with the Dao resounding, dragons and phoenixes auspiciously appearing, and various extraordinary phenomena appearing, quite spectacular!

Every single character glowed, but of course, the most crucial was the stamp, bright red and radiant, emitting a vast intimidating force through the paper.

This was the divine seal of Immortal Mountain!

Shi Hao sneered coldly, resisted the pressure, carefully inspected the decree, then nonchalantly tossed it aside, showing no respect.

“You…” The man below showed an angry expression but held back.

“What ‘you’? I have heard that you have rebuked me repeatedly behind my back, demanding that I receive the decree. I have always ignored it. Why have you delivered it personally today?” Shi Hao asked.

The Imperial Title holder remained silent. He did not want to come, but he felt that if he did not deliver the decree personally to Little Stone, it would be too negligent. By now, he was already blamed by his clan for incompetence!

Especially since a Venerable from his clan had perished here. If it were investigated, he would definitely be implicated. Previously, he had not delivered this important decree to Little Stone, bearing some guilt.

True Dragon energy surged, the pressure immense like the heavens, and the Imperial Title holder’s legs trembled, unable to stand steadily, falling to the ground, his heart filled with extreme fear, clearly sensing the murderous intent of the young man like a tidal wave.

Eventually, the killing intent subsided, and Shi Hao again confined the decree in his hand, carefully inspecting it once more, and closed his eyes for a long time, as if contemplating.

Finally, he opened his eyes, like two bolts of lightning shooting forth, declaring, “Alright, I will make a trip to Immortal Mountain to find my parents!”

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