Perfect World

Chapter 483: Chapter 483: Searching for Parents
 

Separated in childhood, Shi Hao’s heart slightly ached, never having enjoyed the familial joy shared with parents, abandoned by his clan and wandering alone since childhood.

Being raised in Stone Village, he never had the chance to feel the warmth of his parents’ presence. Sometimes he was lonely, sometimes mischievous, sometimes he laughed brilliantly—growing up carefree in the village.

If not for the Willow Deity unlocking his Sea of Consciousness, allowing him to see what had happened, he would never know what his parents looked like. At that time, he was very young, around one year old, and was fostered in the village.

Taking refuge in Stone Village, growing up in Stone Village, afterward, he never saw his parents again. Some things were almost forgotten, always without any news, no day of reunion.

“Father, Mother, are you both alright?” Shi Hao whispered, unlike his usual decisiveness, his expression somewhat vacant, touching the softest part of his heart, slightly bitter.

Fortunately, the people of Stone Village were simple and treated him as their own, allowing him to grow up carefree and happy.

However, he always felt something was missing. Everyone else had parents, only he was alone, unable to experience that special affection.

“I’ve already grown up,” Shi Hao murmured to himself, his gaze gradually becoming resolute.

He relied on himself, stepping out of the great desolate area alone. Though still a youth, he had already become a formidable force in the wasteland, looking down upon his peers.

Such an achievement was unimaginable; originally an abandoned child, losing his Supreme Bone, frail and close to death. Yet, he ultimately relied on himself to survive. No one offered him Divine Medicine to prolong his life, but he stubbornly lived and grew up healthy, sweeping through all enemies to become the emperor.

“When do we set off?” Qin Ming asked.

He saw a hint of sadness in Shi Hao and noticed the change in his expression, feeling secretly pleased inside. Little Stone was clearly a person of deep emotions, and this made it unlikely that he would disobey.

He knew that the couple had not gone to the higher realms and were in Immortal Mountain, which should be enough to influence this young man.

Shi Hao regained his composure, seated on his throne, his eyes deep, looking down with immense authority that belied his age, calm and composed. Qin Ming felt the pressure multiplying, struck with awe. He too held imperial titles, but facing Little Stone felt like facing an invincible supreme being, unable to resist, trembling involuntarily.

“You may leave now, wait for my news,” Shi Hao said.

“That Imperial Decree of the Divine…” Qin Ming’s eyes flickered as he stared at the golden decree casually tossed on the table by Little Stone, eager to obtain it.

This decree was no ordinary object, bearing the divine seal of Immortal Mountain, forming mysterious natural laws, penned by the ancestor himself, each character glowing, possessing mysterious power and divine authority.

This decree, merely lying open on the table, had streams of golden light flowing like divine flames leaping, each character capable of branding itself in the void.

“Do you have any objections?” Shi Hao asked coldly.

Qin Ming’s expression froze, not daring to make any requests. Though the decree could be refined into a magic artifact with the aura of Divine Spirits, he dared not wish for it, especially since it was meant for Little Stone.

He quickly excused himself, but before leaving the hall, he saw Little Stone casually tug at the golden paper and then crumple it into a ball, causing the corners of his mouth to twitch.

A great catastrophe had just passed, upheavals across the eight regions, each sect seeking stability, all unable to initiate major conflicts, trying hard to mitigate the disasters caused, ensuring the steadiness of their lineages.

Not only in the wasteland, even the inheritances related to the outer regions and higher realms were affected to varying degrees, all swept by shockwaves, people anxious, what was most needed now was a period of peace.

Thus, Shi Hao did not have to worry, the capital was particularly stable at this time, his rise temporarily deterring everyone domestically.

Shi Hao summoned the War King and Peng Jiu among others, and after making all necessary arrangements, remained for two more days, seriously preparing a few things, then ready to set off.

Fairy Yue Chan definitely could not be left in the imperial palace, who knew what could happen, this woman absolutely harbored secrets. Shi Hao was not reassured, only by keeping her suppressed by his side could he feel at ease to leave.

If people knew that he had suppressed the widely admired Chaste Fairy within a small world borne by bronze blocks, they would certainly go mad, this… unimaginable!

“This is a Voidbreaker Ship.” Outside Stone Capital, Qin Ming introduced with newfound confidence, the treasured ship crafted by Immortal Mountain, having extreme speed, capable of covering a hundred thousand leagues in a day.

The ship, blackish-green in color, flowed with a special halo, the material unknown, not large, only a few tens of meters long, a magic artifact designed for extreme speed.

At its core were placed several Primitive Symbol Bones of flying birds, ensuring speed, an essential tool for crossing the vast expanses.

Shi Hao snorted, saying, “So small, had I known, I would have brought one from the imperial palace.”

His tone was indifferent, unconcerned.

This immediately stopped Qin Ming’s words, who had been quite proud, as indeed Immortal Mountain’s craftsmanship was able to look down upon the world, but now he had no choice but to remain silent.

Nevertheless, Little Stone was the emperor, even if Stone Country was not as skilled as Immortal Mountain, the treasury of an entire country could also unearth some treasures, a legacy from ancient times.

“A hundred thousand leagues a day is too slow, when will we reach our destination?” Shi Hao was not satisfied.

“We’ll go to the Fire Nation first,” Qin Ming said, fearful yet also disdainful and sneering inside.

“I will helm the ship,” Shi Hao declared, driving it willfully.

The next moment, the noble from Immortal Mountain was horrified as he found the ship almost igniting, divine power surging wildly, shooting forth like a Divine Arrow.

At the bow, Little Stone stood unmoving, his body glowing, that immortal divine power raging like an ocean, filling a hundred meters of space, enveloping the entire flying ship.

The divine power was too terrifying, vast and boundless, causing Qin Ming’s face to turn pale. Being of Imperial Titles themselves, how could the gap be so immense? He simply couldn’t compare.

“No wonder he can battle with the Venerable One,” he trembled internally, “even with the help of the True Dragon from the imperial palace, one needs to be incredibly formidable oneself.”

Momentarily after, Qin Ming screamed in shock as the speed of the ship was too fast; it had already surpassed the limit, transforming into a beam of light streaking across the sky.

“This is…” he cried out in horror, having already exceeded the daily maximum of one hundred thousand miles. At this rate, it would definitely cover several hundred thousand miles or even more each day.

“It can’t go this fast, the hull can’t withstand it, it will disintegrate!” Qin Ming panicked. It was going to explode, and even as an Imperial Title, he would be injured.

Moreover, the ship was extremely precious, bestowed to him by his clan. Should it be damaged, it would truly pain his heart, representing a great loss.

Shi Hao, in his haste, fully unleashed his divine power, engulfing the void like a great furnace aglow, his radiance eclipsing the sun and burning fiercely.

“I believe Immortal Mountain also hopes that I arrive soon. If you insist on traveling slow, I have no objections.”

Hearing such words, Qin Ming’s expression fluctuated unpredictably and he ceased speaking. He should have delivered the Imperial Decree of the Divine to Little Stone long ago, but had intentionally delayed and even reprimanded Shi Hao, resulting in a prolonged delay.

They crossed millions of miles and descended upon a massive city closest to Stone Country, belonging to Fire Nation but now controlled by Immortal Mountain. After coming to a halt, the ship was riddled with cracks and flashes of electricity, on the verge of being scrapped. It was fortunate not to have exploded mid-journey.

Qin Ming opened the core of the ship only to see the powerful avian bones already dim and on the brink of destruction; he was almost in tears, as the ship was thoroughly ruined.

Next was simple—the massive city in Fire Nation housed a super Array that could penetrate the Domain Wall and reach the edge of the Profound Domain.

In simple terms, one could cross into another vast domain from here.

The eight regions were vast; to fly by oneself would take several lifetimes to reach the end, and now crossing was difficult as the Domain Wall had become particularly sturdy, impenetrable to ordinary people.

The Array was immensely complex, utilizing unknown quantities of materials, but of course, most crucial were the rune techniques of Immortal Mountain, which were extraordinarily refined.

Radiance gleamed and vapors billowed; the entire altar was mountain-like. Shi Hao and Qin Ming stood on top, waiting for the Array to reach its peak activation.

With a buzz, the earth lightly trembled and subsequently a silver passage appeared, piercing the void, and a path emerged under their feet.

Thus, the two stepped forward and simultaneously entered the silver corridor, disappearing from the wasteland.

“Parents, I am coming to find you.”

Standing on unfamiliar land, Shi Hao spoke softly, his heart unable to calm down. After more than a decade apart, could they still meet successfully?

He missed his parents, eager to see his family. No matter what had happened or why his parents hadn’t brought the Divine Medicine back to save him, he bore no resentment, longing only to see them.

“Grandfather, are you also in this domain? Perhaps in Immortal Mountain? I must see you too,” Shi Hao’s emotions fluctuated.

Great Demonic God Grandpa Fifteen, who had once caused havoc in Stone Kingdom’s Imperial Capital for his sake, sweeping across all directions, exercising family law to deal with a bunch of clan members, and had smashed Rain King’s Mansion with overwhelming grandeur.

Such a grandfather, so protective, he immensely missed him, wishing to reunite properly at once.

This land was supremely spirited, far more beautiful than the wasteland. As soon as he stepped onto it, Shi Hao felt an even denser essence and the vibrant vitality of plants.

No wonder people from outside the wasteland called it a barbaric land. In terms of the concentration of Spiritual Energy and the landscape, there was truly reason to be proud.

This was the edge of the Profound Domain, yet there was a huge dao platform specifically for escorting those returning from the external domain. The area was fairly populated with dedicated protectors.

The super dao platform was controlled by various sects, like a guiding bright lantern, directing those strong individuals returning from external domains; all sects needed to use it.

As soon as Shi Hao appeared, many people glanced over, some clearly shocked, obviously recognizing his identity.

“Am I seeing this right?”

“Silence!”

Qin Ming connected with people, and swiftly more than a dozen powerful individuals arrived at high speed, surrounding Shi Hao and unveiling Magic Artifacts to create a protective light screen, blocking the gaze of outsiders.

In the distance, mist surged wildly, and colorful lights obscured the sun, with a colossal warship spanning tens of thousands of feet across the void, emitting an immortal aura.

Even Shi Hao was moved; it was definitely a terrifying Magic Artifact, bearing the aura of a Divine Spirit.

“Once we board this ship, we can travel a million miles a day and will reach Immortal Mountain soon. We can use the journey to explain the rules of Immortal Mountain,” Qin Ming declared, his confidence evidently boosted upon entering the Profound Domain.

At that moment, there was a disturbance nearby as various auspicious lights danced in the air, and the skies were filled with lucky colors, with many incredibly powerful Magic Artifacts clearing the way, guarding some individuals.

“What’s happening?” Qin Ming asked.

“People from the higher realms have arrived!” an elderly man said, extremely shocked.

“What?!” Qin Ming was similarly astonished.

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