Ch 121: Zhu Yuanzhang’s Awakened Dream!
Jiangning City.
Jiangning Domain’s domain city, since six hundred years ago, before the advent of the Heroic Spirit Era, has been an important town in the world. It is one of the hubs of the vast Southern Divine Province!
At the same time, Jiangning Domain is also the fiefdom of Zhu Yuanzhang, the Heroic Spirit Awakened, in his early years.
Zhu Yuanzhang made great contributions to humanity and was granted the highest title of nobility, King of Wu. Even after entering the new era, under the leadership of that terrifying First Dragon, a vigorous campaign to weaken the vassals and reunify the country was launched.
Coupled with Zhu Yuanzhang’s deliberate concession, which led to Zhu Yuanzhang losing actual ownership of Jiangning, it still cannot conceal Zhu Yuanzhang’s terrifying influence over Jiangning.
Everyone in the entire Jiangning Domain, Kyoto World, and even half of the Divine Province knows that if anyone dares to touch Jiangning City, whether human, demon, or god, they will inevitably be hit hard by the Ming Taizu, who has not left the Kyoto World for two hundred years.
Prefect Anya, who had been busy all day, finally began to enjoy the half-day vacation she had managed to scrape together after a year of hard work.
She sipped her tea, her face full of contentment, and then…
An emergency communication, routed through Nรผwa, reached her Heroic Spirit Login Device.
Anya: “…”
She knew it; that half-day vacation was just the big shots in Kyoto comforting the people below. Although it was said to be a vacation, could she really ignore it if there was an emergency?
Muttering to herself, Anya forced a bright smile and connected the communication, but after listening, she fell into deep thought.
“What the heck?” Anya pondered, Great Ming Preceptor, Great Demonic Lord… where did these come from? And a Golden Heroic Spirit? Outrageous!
But, it’s that Chu Mo again?
Anya knew about Chu Mo; after all, she was handling official business well before it was inexplicably interrupted in the order of priority, and the situation being handled was indeed so important that words couldn’t describe it… It even caused shock in the Kyoto World, and the hidden undercurrents might affect the entire Divine Province in the future…
Even someone lacking in awareness wouldn’t fail to notice something like this, right?
“A third Heroic Spirit, one Purple, one Purple-Gold, and one Golden… The more I think about it, the more outrageous it gets! Is this guy even human? I wonder what level of Golden it is?” Anya pinched her brow, feeling a bit of a headache, “But, a demon’s Gold… Li Yuanqian, that guy, actually dared to guarantee that there would definitely be no problems?”
“That guy has also been brainwashed… No matter what, he should follow the rules and regulations! He’s completely panicked! What can he guarantee… But after all, it’s that Sage Emperor, understandable.”
Anya weighed her options; at most, the wanted notice would just be a symbolic one, just to divert suspicion from Chu Mo.
But the problem is, Chu Mo… how should the government treat him?
Even with two righteous Heroic Spirits, there’s still a Great Demon, and one who killed half the living beings on the Western Expedition… Without thorough psychological counseling, it’s still too dangerous! This is already a high-risk, extremely dangerous, and ferocious individual…
However, this one has clearly already grown up…
Psychological counseling is easy during the weak stage, but psychological counseling after cultivating… if not handled properly, it can easily trigger conflicts between the government and those with high cultivation.
“…Although I expected to encounter troublesome things sooner or later, why did my vacation have to involve such a dilemma! A half-day vacation is still a vacation. Isn’t the Prefect’s life a life too?” Anya painfully tugged at her hair, finally giving up.
“None of my business; wasn’t the Great Demonic Lord a matter of the late Yuan and early Ming dynasties? Let the old guys in Kyoto worry about it!”
Thinking of this, Anya dialed another number, “Hello? Is that Brother Zhu Biao… Ah, yes, yes, it’s me, Anya!”
“Good, good, good, it’s a relief that you called me White Maiden, not Snake Demon! Good, good, good, I’ll visit the cub you just had when I have time in the future, but that’s not the main point; there’s serious business for this call…”
“Yes, to briefly describe the situation, it’s about that one that the Old Ancestor mentioned before, the one he values very much… um, the Awakened of the Sage Regent Heroic Spirit, something happened again.”
“But this time, I estimate that the Old Ancestor’s attitude towards this one’s awakening… will be very subtle…”
After a long while, Anya hung up the phone, her face full of confusion and bewilderment, “What’s going on? Why did Senior Brother fall silent as soon as he heard the words ‘Great Demonic Lord’… That attitude didn’t seem like anger or hatred?”
Wasn’t it said that the Great Demonic Lord was the mortal enemy of Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang?
Anya couldn’t figure it out, but she quickly put the matter out of her mind; it was better to let the old guys in Kyoto worry about this kind of thing.
She was on vacation now.
Continuing to lie on the chair, lazily basking in the sun shining in through the wide-open skylight, she smacked her lips, “Comfortable!”
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Kyoto World.
Great Ming Imperial Capital Grotto-Heaven.
The endless celestial palaces and heavenly towers stretched as far as the eye could see. Countless spiritual ginseng and divine herbs, having given birth to sentience, transformed into strange beings resembling children, joyfully planting all kinds of rare and exotic plants everywhere.
At the same time, each of these strange little beings had terrifying energy fluctuations flowing within their bodies; in the outside world, they would be revered as tycoons.
This place was like a celestial land!
……
In the Imperial Garden.
A white-haired man lay on a rocking chair, half-closing his eyes, making it impossible to tell his exact age from his appearance. Perhaps he was twenty, or perhaps he was fifty… but from his gray hair, one could speculate that he was already very old.
A trace of tears inexplicably seeped from the corner of his eye.
Suddenly, a shout rang out, “Father, Father! Something big happened.”
Zhu Yuanzhang opened his eyes in confusion and abruptly sat up, “Biao’er… what is he doing here?”
Zhu Biao rushed in like a whirlwind, his forehead covered in cold sweat, his eyes still filled with daze and uncertainty, “Father, I received news…”
“Don’t rush, don’t rush! Have a drink of water first.” Zhu Yuanzhang helplessly gestured for Zhu Biao to sit down; although the person in front of him was not his biological son, he was the biological son of the Heroic Spirit he had awakened.
As someone who had perfectly digested all of Zhu Yuanzhang’s accumulation, even if he was affected by Zhu Yuanzhang’s emotions, he would accept it calmly considering the other party’s gift.
Therefore, with the other party also having this intention, he recognized Zhu Biao, the Awakened of the Zhu Biao Heroic Spirit, as his adopted son, allowing him to bear his name and walk the world.
“Alas, I wonder if it’s because I’m getting old.” Zhu Yuanzhang sighed faintly; he took a sip of tea, “I inexplicably dreamed of my old father… I mean Zhu Wusi; look, tears are coming out? Actually, I saw my old man die in my dream… I was wailing and crying! That kind of grief, even if I wake up now, is hard to forget.”
“But now that I’m awake, it feels very inexplicable!” Zhu Yuanzhang laughed, “In the dream I had, my biological father actually died several years after I ascended the throne… Don’t you think that’s outrageous? It doesn’t make any sense… I didn’t notice anything unusual while dreaming! I can see the contradiction as soon as I wake up… But that’s how dreams are… Biao’er, what’s wrong?”
Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly felt that Zhu Biao’s expression at this moment was so wonderful that words couldn’t describe it.
“Father,” Zhu Biao organized his words, “Is there a possibility… I mean, just suppose! Could the dream you had be real?”
“…Huh?!”
Zhu Yuanzhang was very confused, but Zhu Biao spat out five words, “Great Demonic Lord!”
At that moment, Zhu Yuanzhang’s pupils suddenly dilated.
Countless pieces of information surged in his mind, his face turned pale, and the sadness and pain that he had almost forgotten from the dream before came crashing down like a tide.
After a brief silence, Zhu Yuanzhang burst into tears; he murmured, “Father… why were you so foolish! Why… when you could have lived, did you have to let yourself be a sacrificial item for the heavenly road? Why… why!”
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