The God of Heavens

Chapter 254 A Short Rest in Jade Capital, Annihilation of the Dao in Western Mountains

Jade City.

The north wind howls, and the clouds dance in the sky.

The world is draped in silver, like a painting, a pristine white landscape.

Despite the snow-covered landscape, the Prince Yu's residence was filled with warmth and joy as its master returned.

Inside a secret chamber of the mansion, a handsome young man wearing a jade crown and a brocade robe was breathing in front of the giant rock.

This stone is taller than a person, shaped like a piece of uncut jade, and has nine holes on it.

Strands of milky-white true energy flowed from his nine orifices like breathing, then entered the nine orifices of the boulder, circulating back and forth.

His breathing was clear, rhythmic, deep, and powerful.

In the vast and mysterious void, a sacred, boundless, and eternal fist intent rose from Lin Yu's heart, resonating in a wondrous way with the boulder, and the two auras gradually merged.

Gradually, a hazy halo appeared on the surface of the boulder, and a crystal-clear flesh embryo vaguely emerged, its facial features becoming increasingly similar to Lin Yu's.

This is Lin Yu's daily routine after returning to Yujing. This stone has endured the ages and absorbed the essence of heaven and earth. Its vital energy is boundless and almost inexhaustible. Even if it is not used for possession, it is comparable to a rare divine pill for cultivation.

Of course, Lin Yu wouldn't waste such a precious resource. When absorbing the essence from the stone, he also used his innate true energy to nourish it, while imprinting his own aura into it.

In this way, once the spiritual essence of the divine stone is fully formed, it will become one with his aura and become one with him.

A moment later, Lin Yu slowly opened his eyes, stood up, turned around and strode out of the secret room.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard of the Prince's mansion, a graceful figure rushed over. Yun Qing's eyes were like spring water, and a jade bead was tucked into her hair. The moment she saw Lin Yu, her face lit up with joy: "Your Highness, you've finished your cultivation!"

Lin Yu nodded in response, then his expression turned serious: "How are the families of the soldiers who fought alongside me being cared for?"

"Everything has been done as you instructed," Yun Qing said softly, her eyes lowered. "I brought their entire clan, young and old, to Yujing and settled them in a manor on the outskirts of the city. When they learned that it was Your Highness who cared for them, they were all so grateful that their eyes welled up with tears."

"Alright, the imperial court's pensions and military pay aren't low, but after layers of deductions, it's not much. If I lead troops into battle and don't settle their families, who will be willing to fight to the death?" Lin Yu nodded and said.
"And there's also the Giant Whale Island that I conquered overseas, which now lacks population development."

It is now the dead of winter, and outside Yujing City there are some impoverished households and beggars, some of whom are probably starving and without proper clothing. Those living in thatched huts may even collapse under the weight of the snow. You could arrange for some people to settle there.

We just happened to capture a fleet of large warships from Yunmeng. The land there is fertile, yielding two or three rice harvests a year; it's a natural granary. These people will surely have something to eat if they go there.”

"Your Highness is benevolent!" Yun Qing's eyes sparkled, and a smile played on her lips. "During this campaign to suppress the bandits in the south, you not only wiped out Heshan Marsh, but also launched a surprise attack on the Yunmeng Kingdom's fleet, expanding their territory. Now, the court and the public are full of praise for you, saying that you are a divine general of our time! Even His Majesty is overjoyed and has specially bestowed upon you the title of Prince Yu."

Lin Yu smiled and shook his head: "It was just defeating the Yunmeng Navy. It would be worth mentioning if we could capture Marshal Bi Shihua of the Black Wolf Army alive."

“That was truly a feat that shocked the entire nation!” Yun Qing’s voice trembled slightly. “After all, Yun Meng once besieged Yujing City and was a major threat to the Great Qian Dynasty…” Her tone shifted, and her expression became slightly worried. “However, there were also dissenting voices in the court, saying that you had started a border conflict without authorization and violated the alliance between the two countries.”

Lin Yu's eyes turned cold, but the chill vanished in an instant: "Remember these people. From now on, there's no need to pay attention to idle gossip."

After finishing his business, Lin Yu remembered that there was still one goddess he hadn't dealt with.

When Lin Yu first saw that she had been corrupted by the blood sacrifice, he captured her and brought her back to his mansion to cleanse her with purifying fire. He didn't know how she was now.

Then they entered a small world.

The full moon hangs high, its silvery light bathing the world. A stream of deep blue moonlight flows, butterflies flutter, and streaks of light shimmer, creating a dreamlike scene.

This was a small world created by the Goddess of Cold Moon using the power of faith, which she used as her divine kingdom. Lin Yu took it over as well, but after a great war, the area of ​​the divine kingdom shrank considerably.

Inside the central temple, which radiates a silver glow, the goddess of the cold moon's divine aura has improved considerably.

"Meet the master."

Although she was still quite unaccustomed to it, upon seeing Lin Yu step in, the goddess with flowing hair, a crescent moon pattern between her brows, and crescent-shaped eyes still came out of the palace to pay her respects.

"Are there still any lingering effects of the blood sacrifice?" Lin Yu asked.

"Thanks to the master's purifying fire," Han Yue lowered her eyes, her crescent-shaped pupils rippling, "I now understand the sins of blood sacrifice, and my soul is much clearer."

Lin Yu chuckled inwardly upon hearing this. He still remembered the way this goddess had stood with her silver hair flying when she was captured—"I'll remember you! One day I'll take your soul as a sacrifice!" Now she's learned to be obedient.

"In that case," Lin Yu suddenly flicked his sleeve, and the temple doors swung open, "come with me for a walk."

When Yun Qing saw the woman who had suddenly appeared beside her prince, her expression changed slightly. The woman had silver hair like a waterfall, and every step she took seemed to be walking on the moon. Even Yun Qing couldn't help but secretly marvel at her cold, otherworldly, and snow-white fairy-like appearance.

"This is the Goddess of the Cold Moon, whom I brought back from the Western Regions." Lin Yu paused deliberately, enjoying the sudden tension on Yun Qing's face. "She will also be a member of the household from now on."

Yun Qing loosened her grip slightly, but Han Yue merely nodded indifferently.

Lin Yu chuckled. He could see right through Yun Qing's thoughts. How could he not see Yun Qing's little worry about outsiders vying for favor? However, he didn't intend to point it out.

Now that his cultivation was ready, everything was in place, and he was just waiting for the spring thunder. Therefore, Lin Yu entered a period of leisure.

After his daily breathing exercises, servants drove the carriage, warriors cleared the way, and cavalry escorted him. Lin Yu sat comfortably in the warm carriage, traversing the streets and alleys of Yujing and leisurely strolling through the suburban wilderness.

Enjoying the snow and playing in the snow, they were in high spirits.

Surrounded by servants who attended to him, he enjoyed such a pleasant time that the years seemed to pass more quickly.

……

On this day, Lin Yu was enjoying himself in the Western Hills. The snow was falling heavily, yet the deep valleys of the Western Hills possessed a unique sense of tranquility.

The charcoal fire in the copper basin burned quietly, bringing warmth and driving away the cold.

The stone chamber was spotless, without a trace of fishy or foul smell. Several larger foxes were busy around a large earthenware pot, which emitted the aroma of stewed chicken and the fragrance of pine nuts.

At Lin Yu's feet, several snow-white fur balls rolled around. These were young foxes, carefree and just waiting to be fed.

He obtained the "Past Amitabha Sutra" from the Pure Fox Clan, thus owing them a favor. Therefore, he would occasionally visit this place to look after these little creatures and prevent them from being hunted and killed.

Since the foxes received the "encyclopedia" from Lin Yu, they have been learning by themselves from the book, drawing wisdom from it. Some have begun to learn to speak, while others have broken through the barrier of concentration and are able to leave their bodies.

However, since it was daytime, most foxes did not use this supernatural technique and remained resting in their physical bodies.

At this moment, amidst the swirling snow, a group of people on horseback, accompanied by hunting dogs, carrying bows, and dressed in luxurious leather cloaks, entered the mountains.

Wang!Wang!Wang!
"Huh? There really are some fools who've gone into the mountains?"

Lin Yu raised his head and heard the faint sound of dogs barking coming from afar.

"Chirp, chirp! Chirp!"

The little white foxes were more sensitive than Lin Yu. As soon as they heard the faint barking of dogs coming from the wind and snow outside, they jumped up and started chirping in a panic.

"Hunters have entered the mountains! Everyone, hide immediately! Don't leave your belongings behind!"

A fox that looked like an old scholar ran over quickly and said in a panic.

"They have mastiffs with them. These things are extremely sensitive; they're born with a spiritual nature and can see unseen ghosts. Everyone, get out of here quickly, or it will be too late!"

It was broad daylight, and since they hadn't reached the level of daytime travel, their souls couldn't withstand the sunlight and they couldn't leave their bodies to use their magic. They could only abandon their belongings and flee. As long as they were far away, they could still save their lives.

"No need." Lin Yu suddenly stood up, his eyes sharp. "You wait here, I'll take care of them."

As soon as he finished speaking, the previously restless fox pack instantly quieted down, as if they had found their leader, and all looked at this mysterious young man.

Lin Yu said no more, strode out of the stone chamber, and followed the direction of the strange movement towards the outside of the valley.

In the distance, several moving black dots appeared at the end of the winding path, approaching amidst the barking of hunting dogs.

As the figures gradually became clearer, a group of richly dressed young people riding fiery cloud horses came into view, accompanied by several guards with cold eyes and agile figures.

"call!"

Lin Yu exhaled a breath of true energy, which, along with the snowflakes, flew towards the people. The wind and snow were enchanting, and his spiritual intent permeated their souls.

Those people instantly lost their way, their eyes glazed over, and they involuntarily changed direction, retreating along the path they had come from.

Lin Yu didn't want to cause too much of a commotion. After all, his identity was extraordinary. If people knew that the fourth prince of the Great Qian Dynasty had come here to play with foxes, it would be shocking and wouldn't be good for these little foxes either.

Unfortunately it backfired.

Just as these people were returning, a sharp shout suddenly came from afar.
"Who dares to flaunt their Taoist arts here in the mighty Great Qian Jade Capital without permission? Who is it? Show yourself!"

With that sound, a young Taoist priest, his hair tied up with a jade hairpin and dressed in a silver-starred Taoist robe, strode through the snow curtain at the front of the valley.

"Huh? Who are you?"

Lin Yu looked at the young, richly dressed Taoist priest and asked.

"Who I am is none of your concern. However, your use of Taoist magic to bewitch nobles within the Jade Capital is an unforgivable crime! Surrender immediately to avoid further torture!"

The young Taoist priest in the silver-starred robe spoke quietly at first, but his voice became increasingly sharp and stern.

"Hmm, I just went over to cast a little spell, and you're making such a big fuss, shouting for war. You, a mere nobody, dare to speak of the heavens?"

Lin Yu chuckled twice, and as he spoke, he secretly wondered which unlucky person had raised such a spoiled brat. Does his family know how arrogant he is?
"How dare you! Our Immortal Cultivation Sect is ordered by the imperial court to lead all the Daoist sects under heaven. You, a mere rogue cultivator, not only flaunt your Daoist arts but also dare to talk back! Die!"

The young Taoist priest's face turned cold, his thoughts turbulent, and he said in a fit of rage and shame.

"Let me show you the power of my Immortal Path's Purple Flame Thunderfire Sword!"

After saying this, a short sword beside the Taoist priest suddenly came out of its sheath, flashing with purple light. The blade was covered with dense purple characters, like flames.

As the sword flew up, a figure appeared above the Taoist priest's head, and the sword was in the figure's hand.

The figure grabbed a sword, floated into the air, made a sword stance, and slashed at Lin Yu.

"You're courting death!" Lin Yu was also enraged. Such arrogance, drawing his sword to kill without a word, was unacceptable in Jade Capital.

Roar!
Facing the divine soul flying sword and purple lightning flames slashing down from the sky, Lin Yu took a deep breath, his blood and qi surging. Without using any Taoist techniques, he simply let out a deafening roar.

The wind rises and the clouds surge, the sound waves roar, the snow blades tear through the sky, and the cold waves rush in!
A massive sound wave, visible to the naked eye, radiated in all directions. An extremely masculine aura, like a thunder and fire explosion, suddenly burst open from the center!
Bang bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

The silver-clad Taoist priest looked utterly horrified and frantically tried to control his flying sword, which shimmered with purple light, but to no avail. Countless gusts of yin wind tore through the air like rags, leaving no time for him to even howl.

(End of this chapter)