Shi Luo Ye

Chapter 964 The Begonia Golden Boat

"Lin Zhao, isn't the new version event about to start?" Shen Xingchen asked.

"Mhm," Lin Zhao nodded.

Ding Chi was unconvinced, "Xingchen, how could you tell there'd be a new version event?"

"All sorts of signs!"

Shen Xingchen said, "Recently, in Yunzhou and Baidi City, players have received main quests to hunt down the Ten Realms Parasol Heart Demon. A mere Parasol Heart Demon, why would it be assessed as a main quest? It must be related. Also, the reactions from players on the demon race's side, the final mobilization of the demon race, it's like the calm before the storm."

She looked at Lin Zhao, "Furthermore, some minor details can reflect the turmoil in the Upper Realm, especially the sacrifice of Guiguzi Wangxu, a crucial NPC, is a very strong signal. A catastrophe is probably about to descend upon our Mortal Realm."

Lin Zhao praised, "As expected of Shen Xingchen, with your information network, you can deduce so much..."

Shen Xingchen's delicate brows furrowed, "Is it really starting?"

"Mhm, the fall of the Divine Mountain."

Lin Zhao briefly narrated, "The demons of the Upper Realm want to pierce the dimensional wall with their lair, Wuwang Mountain, and smash it directly into the Mortal Realm. Deep within Wuwang Mountain are one million Parasol Heart Demons. The demon race has already joined forces with the heart demon army from Beyond the Heavens, intending to disrupt all three realms and re-shuffle the world."

"Damn!"

Zhang Jun's brows furrowed, "So, isn't this a super large-scale event?"

"Inevitably."

Lin Zhao said, "The intensity of this event... should exceed that of the Snow Domain Celestial Pool battle during the beta test. So everyone, be prepared. After this great battle, many forces and sects may disappear or be re-shuffled."

Chen Xue asked, "How much time is left, approximately?"

"Just a few days."

Lin Zhao sighed, "I'm currently pushing forward the Human Realm's strategy to deal with the fall of the Divine Mountain. Honestly, I haven't had a good night's sleep in a long time, I'm exhausted to death."

"Brother."

Luo Man held his hand and said gently, "It's okay. When you're done with your work, just say the word, and I'll sleep well with you."

"..."

Lin Zhao withdrew his hand, lightly tapped Luo Man's forehead with his sword finger, and chuckled, "Just sleep well yourself. You're watching short videos all day, look at your panda eyes!"

Luo Man blushed.

Chen Xue couldn't bear to watch, "Still staying up after dinner?"

"Mhm."

Lin Zhao said, "These few days are preparation time, time is extremely precious, so I can only stay up. You guys just get our Scarlet Moon Knights ready. Don't take any limited-time main quests these few days. Just wait for the version event, and then we'll all go to the Snow Domain Celestial Pool to contribute to the Human Realm!"

"Okay!"

Chen Xue, Ding Chi, Shen Xingchen, and the others nodded in unison. There was a spark in everyone's eyes, finally feeling a sense of participation. Now, they could only hope that this fall of the Divine Mountain event wouldn't be disappointing.

...

"Swish!"

Upon logging in, breakfast at the Mountain Peak Villa in the game was also ready.

Tong Yu, Zhang Luobai, and Zhuang Yirong had already been woken up. They were sitting at a table outside Tianran Ju, slurping noodles as the sky just dawned. Lin Zhao descended gracefully, ordered a bowl of eel shredded noodles, and ate roast chicken from a plate in the middle while eating noodles. He had to eat more to replenish his in-game stamina.

"Master."

Zhang Luobai said, "Master has been so busy these past few days, I could barely find your trace."

"What are you looking for my trace for?"

Lin Zhao ruffled the bear cub's head, "Just study and practice your sword. Oh right, you woke up and ate early today. After eating, Tong Yu will take you up the mountain to practice sword, and then go to the academy when it's time."

"Yes!"

Tong Yu smiled, "Leave it to me, Brother Lin Zhao!"

"Mhm."

After finishing his meal, Lin Zhao looked at Huang Tingyu and Xu Zhi.

"Where to?" Huang Tingyu asked.

"Can I go to the Mohist Ancestral Hall?"

Lin Zhao scratched his head, "I'm a cultivator of the Middle Five Realms, am I qualified to go to the Mohist Ancestral Hall? I want to go."

"You can."

Huang Tingyu said, "All four Ancestral Halls, except for the Daoist Ancestral Hall, are built at the ends of clouds and heaven, between the cracks of heaven and earth. Upper Realm cultivators can go, and Lower Realm cultivators can also go. It's just that once you leave the Ancestral Hall, you can only go your separate ways."

"Is that so? Alright, draw your sword, let's go."

"Yes!"

Wrapped in a ray of sword light, Huang Tingyu and Xu Zhi escorted Lin Zhao straight to the Mohist Ancestral Hall.

This trip was indeed quite far. They flew for nearly half an hour before arriving at an end of heaven and earth, mountains and seas. Under the swirling, endless clouds, a grand and magnificent portal appeared before them. The Mohist Ancestral Hall had finally arrived. Four Mohist disciples were guarding the mountain gate, all at the Ten Realms.

Lin Zhao cupped his fists and explained his purpose, "Lin Zhao of Mountain Peak Villa, seeking an audience with the Mohist Grandmaster."

"???"

The four Mohist disciples were all stunned, their eyes wide open. This person was the young sword cultivator who had recently obtained the Hao Ran Golden Token. They heard he was only at the Ten Realms, just like them.

"What?"

Lin Zhao was speechless, "If you guys don't speak, am I not qualified to enter the Mohist Ancestral Hall?"

"No... how could that be?"

A disciple chuckled and cupped his fists respectfully, "Mountain Master Lin, you jest. You are the holder of the Hao Ran Golden Token, the supreme ruler of the Human Realm. How could our Mohist Ancestral Hall refuse a distinguished guest? This way, please!"

"Thank you!"

After crossing a bronze-colored barrier, the three officially stepped into the Mohist Ancestral Hall. Not far ahead, a lazy young sword cultivator was sitting on a rock. It was Xu Shuo, who had returned to the Mohist Ancestral Hall a few days ago. The current Xu Shuo had already returned to the Eleventh Realm. He just didn't know how long it would take to reach the Twelfth Realm.

"Lin Zhao, why have you come?"

Xu Shuo smiled and stood up.

"We've come to seek an audience with the Grandmaster," Lin Zhao said.

"See my master?"

Xu Shuo was surprised, "What is it?"

"We have a favor to ask," Huang Tingyu grinned, "Our Mountain Master is busy day and night, neglecting his meals and sleep. For him to personally come to the Mohist Ancestral Hall, he must want to get something from it. When the Hao Ran Golden Token was given, the four Ancestral Halls promised to give our Mountain Master their full support."

"Hahaha~~~"

Xu Shuo pressed his forehead, "Alright, I'll lead the way for you."

"Okay, thank you, Second Brother Xu!"

Unfortunately, Xu Shuo didn't even look at Lin Zhao. His eyes hastily swept over Xu Zhi, and then he looked at the rocky ground, as if afraid of accidentally stepping on something. Xu Zhi, on the other hand, remained calm. It was Xu Shuo's emotional entanglement, not hers, so there was no need to care.

...

Mohist Ancestral Hall, Reception Hall.

The Fourteenth Realm Mohist Grandmaster personally received them. After serving tea to Lin Zhao, Huang Tingyu, and Xu Zhi, Xu Shuo stood behind his master. The Grandmaster smiled, "Mountain Master Lin, what matter is it that requires you to personally visit the Mohist Ancestral Hall?"

"The matter of Washing Sword River."

Lin Zhao said, "The great demon Huosui moved a large pile of mountain ranges from the demon realm to the downstream of Washing Sword River. Once the great battle erupts, these mountain ranges will likely become a hidden danger. With the mountains collapsing into Washing Sword River, even if my aunt is incredibly powerful, she won't be able to handle it."

"Indeed, this is the case."

The Mohist Grandmaster stroked his beard, "The demon race's intention is to cut off the firewood from under the cauldron. First, they will disrupt the water transport of Washing Sword River, and then attack Lin Xingchu's River God Shrine. This way, Lin Xingchu will not be able to maintain her peak combat strength and will inevitably be defeated by the many experts of the demon race."

"Mhm, that's precisely the reasoning."

Lin Zhao nodded and said, "That's why I've come to the Mohist Ancestral Hall. I hope the Mohist Ancestral Hall can devise a method to counter it. After all, Washing Sword River cannot be lost. As long as Washing Sword River remains in my aunt's hands, it will always be a restraining force against the demon race and the Neon Dynasty in the north."

The Mohist Grandmaster showed a difficult expression, "Resisting collapsing mountains, this kind of matter... The Mohist Ancestral Hall's usual method is formations, but Washing Sword River is tens of thousands of miles long, how can it be entirely covered by formations? Mountain Master Lin, this is truly asking too much of our Mohist Ancestral Hall."

"Isn't there any more flexible method?"

Lin Zhao frowned.

The Mohist Grandmaster looked troubled.

Just then, Xu Shuo said, "Master, can we consider the Begonia Golden Boat?"

"Begonia Golden Boat?" Lin Zhao's eyes lit up.

"Precisely."

Xu Shuo said, "The Begonia Golden Boat is a spiritual boat personally designed and built by my master. It is itself an incredibly mysterious formation, and the Begonia Golden Boats can resonate with each other and protect one another. Washing Sword River is large, but if there are a few hundred Begonia Golden Boats... combined with the combat power of Lady Lin Xingchu, it should be enough to ensure that the mountains cannot be pressed down."

"Oh my..."

The Grandmaster rubbed his eyebrows, crying out in pain. The difficulty of forging a Begonia Golden Boat was immense, and the cost was extremely high. It had always been said that one Begonia Golden Boat cost ten thousand Jin Zixian coins. If it weren't for dealing with the East Sea Flood Dragon race back then, the Mohist Ancestral Hall would never have researched such a magical artifact.

But Xu Shuo, as the Grandmaster's most beloved disciple, had already spoken. The Grandmaster had no choice. It was one thing for this kid to win over a beauty, but the Mohist Ancestral Hall had to use up its savings.

"Grandmaster."

Lin Zhao stood up, cupped his fists respectfully, and said, "Washing Sword River concerns the future of the Human Realm. I hope the Grandmaster and the Mohist Ancestral Hall can provide their full support and build 300 Begonia Golden Boats for me, and send them to Lin Xingchu in Washing Sword River as soon as possible."

Three hundred ships meant three million Jin Zixian coins!

The profits of the Mohist Ancestral Hall over several centuries would be almost halved!

"Master."

Xu Shuo said, "When our Mohist Ancestral Hall fought against the East Sea Flood Dragon race before, we still had over a hundred Begonia Golden Boats being nurtured in Yishui. That's not far from what Lin Zhao requested. If we have the workshop disciples hurry up, we should be able to meet the deadline."

"Mhm."

The Mohist Grandmaster gritted his teeth, filled with heartache, "Mountain Master Lin, you are the commander of the Human Realm, holding the Hao Ran Golden Token. Since you have spoken, our Mohist Ancestral Hall will naturally provide its full support. Don't worry, over a hundred Begonia Golden Boats will be sent to Washing Sword River soon, and the rest will be completed and sent within a few days."

"Thank you, Grandmaster!"

Lin Zhao was visibly excited. The Mohist Ancestral Hall was too easy to deal with, and the Grandmaster was magnificent!

...

Leaving the Mohist Ancestral Hall.

Returning to the Northern Region, but not to the Snow Domain Celestial Pool, but to Fusu Great Wall. The combat power of Fusu Great Wall could not be underestimated, especially Lin Wanhua. This force had to be used well.