Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 232: Night Raid on the Good Fortune Pavilion

A figure dressed in white, with flowing hair, stood tall and elegant with their back turned, emanating a faint but sharp aura as if ready to fight at any moment.

Shui Qingliu!

Xin Zhuo felt somewhat surprised. What was she doing here so late at night?

Glancing at the target building ahead, Xin Zhuo's figure flashed, about to leap directly over the cliff. Unexpectedly, Shui Qingliu's figure flickered in front of him, blocking his path. Her beautiful eyes, partially hidden by her flowing hair, looked coldly at him. "Junior brother, the Good Fortune Pavilion is a sacred place. Focus on your cultivation and don't recklessly intrude!"

So, she was blocking his way.

At this moment, Xin Zhuo's light body technique was not yet at the level of Venerable, so he couldn't stay in the air. He had no choice but to change his trajectory three times to bypass Shui Qingliu and reach the edge of the opposite cliff. Turning back, he said, "My Qinggong still needs improvement. I'll work harder!"

And then he disappeared again.

Shui Qingliu, who had also rushed to the edge of the cliff, showed a hint of surprise in her eyes. Her light body technique was inherited from her master, Ji Jiuwei. Ji Jiuwei's Martial Dao Qinggong was unparalleled in the entire Good Fortune Pavilion, but now it was no match for her master's son?

After a moment of contemplation, a sense of competition arose within her. Like a streak of green smoke, she chased after Xin Zhuo.

Xin Zhuo finally arrived at the second palace, "Lunar Serenity Well," and watered it before swiftly leaping towards the third palace.

Shui Qingliu arrived a step later, her eyes showing even more surprise. She had already exerted eighty percent of her strength, yet she still couldn't catch up to Xin Zhuo.

Under the moonlight, two figures moved swiftly, one in front and one behind, flickering like ghosts, covering dozens of zhang in an instant.

"Sister Ji is quite interesting. I really can't figure out what he's doing," said a voice from a secluded attic where three people stood silently, watching the two figures flying by. Among them, Yuan Chengfeng, with his wide robe and imposing manner, chuckled.

"Sister Ji is such a woman. If it weren't for those who know her, who would know that she had a child?" said an old man with white hair, shaking off the dust and laughing.

The other woman, dressed in elegant palace attire, had a cold expression. "I'm afraid this child is taking advantage of Sister Ji's reputation and the identity of the Jiang family's heir to cause trouble in the Good Fortune Pavilion!"

"Hongye, why stoop to the level of a child?" Yuan Chengfeng and the old man exchanged glances, speechless. This Hongye had a grudge against Ji Jiuwei's sister, and it was all because of the incident with Jiang Wen. It was better not to mention it.

The woman called Hongye calmly said, "How could I stoop to the level of a junior? I just think he should focus on cultivating diligently for a few days and wait for the Illusion of the Heavenly Tower. Moreover, these palaces are the sleeping and training places of the Elders and disciples. It's not appropriate to cause such a commotion late at night."

"Definitely not. It's just playing around!" Yuan Chengfeng shook his head decisively.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xin Zhuo, who had already flown over dozens of palaces, suddenly rushed towards a uniquely positioned and strangely shaped building emitting mysterious ripples.

The faces of the three people changed instantly.

"Not good! It's the Good Fortune Pavilion! The place where the ancient Supernatural Power scrolls are kept!"

The three of them almost simultaneously flew out of the window, riding the momentum of the heavens and earth, and rushed towards Xin Zhuo. "Kid, stop!"

The Good Fortune Pavilion in the Good Fortune Palace was one of the secret chambers of the ancient practitioners that Mr. Zhuge had discovered when he first established it on the Gu Canglong Mountain. This secret chamber was very peculiar, seemingly sealed with some kind of restrictions and formations. Because it was too ancient, no one had been able to unlock it to this day. However, it was speculated by the predecessors that there were many Supernatural Power scrolls inside.

Gentle contact had proven futile, and forcibly breaking through would likely cause it to decay and crumble, dispersing with the wind. It was untouchable and unapproachable, yet they couldn't bear to destroy it either. After all, the unknown was of unknown value, making people cautious.

"Junior brother!" Shui Qingliu, who had been chasing Xin Zhuo all along, was also taken aback and immediately shouted, "You can't intrude there!"

Too late!

Xin Zhuo had already dispersed those strange ripples, swiftly entered, and arrived above the palace. He poured a "big bowl" of Lunar Serenity Well water down.

Meanwhile, Yuan Chengfeng, Hongye, and Old Master Ji Yun had just arrived at the edge of the palace. At this moment, a huge change occurred. The ripples suddenly contracted and then surged out again, impacting the surroundings with an extremely domineering force.

The three of them hurriedly used their techniques to resist, but they didn't know how to block it. They were shaken and sent flying. Just as they regained their footing, another strange thing happened—

The "Good Fortune Pavilion" that had remained uncracked for hundreds of years suddenly emitted a dazzling light. A simple and ancient scroll floated out like a bright moon, circled around Xin Zhuo, and then abruptly disappeared.

Then came the second, third, fourth...

Each one seemed to contain an ultimate Martial Dao aura, the meaning of which was incomprehensible.

This strange scene shocked Yuan Chengfeng and the three others, as well as Shui Qingliu not far away.

"What's happening?"

The commotion was so great that deep and domineering figures flew in from all directions.

Soon, the surroundings were crowded with people.

Then, everyone was shocked by this scene, their faces changing drastically.

Xin Zhuo was also a bit confused. No one could understand his urgent pursuit of Realm advancement, but his original intention was definitely not to cause such a big disturbance. In his original plan, he even intended to water each building, then go back to hide in his bed and see if he could summon spirits. If he could, great, he would try to see if they had high operational value. If they did, he would proceed to the next step of refining them!

However, the strange changes that occurred after watering here were completely unexpected, and the Lunar Serenity Well had already popped out and was crazily absorbing.

This had never happened before!

As a result, even though he noticed the anomalies around him, he couldn't bear to leave for a while.

The eighth, ninth, tenth...

Finally, eighteen in total!

The entire "Good Fortune Pavilion" lost all its brilliance and charm, becoming a bare and silent dilapidated house. Then, under the gaze of the crowd, it collapsed with a loud crash.

Xin Zhuo immediately bounced and landed on the ground nearby. He glanced at the crowd and realized he was in trouble. He had caused a disaster and couldn't run away!

He felt embarrassed to face the countless angry and annoyed gazes, so he pretended to be unaffected and turned to look back, even sighing, "What a pity!"

"It's ruined! Completely ruined!" An old man nearby roared in anger. "Who is this person's disciple?"

Another old woman muttered in a dazed manner, "Master Zhuge's last words, this pavilion is important, the Supernatural Power is marvelous, and now it's gone like this!"

"No matter who this person is, they must be punished, their martial arts abolished, and expelled from the Tai Ping Palace!"

A Venerable with a bad temper had a frosty expression and trembled with anger.

Tai Ping Palace was the number one sect under the imperial court, with strict rules and regulations. Its disciples were always polite and followed the rules. This kind of thing had never happened before. At this moment, a group of experts felt heartache and discomfort.

Yuan Chengfeng and Old Master Ji Yun exchanged a glance and couldn't help but smile bitterly. "What should we do?"

Yuan Chengfeng looked in the direction of the "Duo Yun Palace" in the distance and vaguely saw a person approaching, finally feeling relieved.

"Capture him with me!"

A high-ranking old man waved his hand and gave the order.

Facing so many experts, Xin Zhuo didn't dare to be arrogant. He turned around and searched in the crowd, seeing the old lady floating over like a fairy under the moon. He had a sense of certainty in his heart, so he pursed his lips, pretending to be frightened and choked with sobs as he ran over. "Mother! I'm scared!"

He plunged into Ji Jiawei's arms, not lifting his head, and his body trembled.

(End of this chapter)