Dragon Tamer - Chapter 573 - Chapter 573: Chapter 575: Ancient Relics Piano Palace

Chapter 573: Chapter 575: Ancient Relics Piano Palace
 

Zhu Minglang certainly remembered Li Xinghua’s admonition; he glanced at the area ahead.

“Mr. Zhu, do you have other concerns?” asked Wang Beiyou at this moment.

“Even if the walls of Absolute Ridge Chengbang were breached, there was no sign of panic among them. They must be hiding something. From high above as I flew here, I noticed something strange about that area of the Ancient Relics,” Zhu Minglang told Wang Beiyou and the other few team leaders.

He could hardly say, “my younger aunt figured it out by divination, pointing me there,” so Zhu Minglang simply made up a reason.

“Indeed, Absolute Ridge Chengbang is too formidable. I’m afraid even a great power on the Supreme Court Courtyard Continent doesn’t possess such profound strength,” said Zhao ChiShun from the Royal Family.

“Then we’ll rely on Mr. Zhu to carve out this hidden danger for us,” Wang Beiyou said with a bow, speaking with exceptional humility.

“Much appreciated, much appreciated!” the other team leaders also chimed in one after another.

Zhu Minglang nodded and then set off towards that mysteriously shrouded Ancient Relic site with his younger aunt, Nan Yuso.

No sooner had they left than the Purple Sect Clan’s hall master Wang Beiyou and Zhao ChiShun, among others, began to express their admiration.

“Elder Jing Lin, no wonder your Zhu Gate has risen so prominently these years. Your clan’s young master is a hero of his time, yet he is so unassuming. Unlike some of our young people from Purple Sect Clan who become complacent over the slightest bit of strength. Compared to the young master of Zhu Clan, they lack far more than just their cultivation base. He should visit our Purple Sect Clan more often,” said Wang Beiyou of Purple Sect Clan with admiration.

In such a large-scale campaign, even these elders struggled to hold back the chaos, which highlighted how brilliant Zhu Minglang’s presence was in this joint crusade by the major forces.

“You flatter me too much, Elder Jing Lin,” said Jing Lin with a smile covering his face. “Our Zhu Clan has always been this way, not much for showing off. Each one of our members is like this, and of course, our young master is the epitome!”

The guards of the Zhu Clan were right there, including some highly devoted guards who had vowed to protect Zhu Minglang with their lives. At this moment, they all felt deep shame.

They felt somewhat unworthy of the substantial annual salary the Zhu Gate provided, lacking the ability to protect their young master; yet it was he who had saved their lives.

“If someone else dares say the young master is idle and complacent again, I’ll crush his head,” muttered the head guard under his breath.

The other guards nodded in agreement. It wasn’t just about crushing heads; they’d gouge out the eyes to feed to dogs. The young master clearly radiated the auspicious aura of a chosen one, yet these people failed to see it; what use were their eyes!

Although Zhu Minglang had left the formation, the brilliance of the Azure Phoenix Green Phoenix Dragon still illuminated the entire battlefield from the sky. The words recently spoken by the elders and hall masters were not empty praise; they were truly astonished that under the protection of a royal dragon like the Azure Phoenix Green Phoenix Dragon, Zhu Minglang still managed to kill one of the four mighty individuals from the Chengbang. Could it be that he hadn’t yet shown all his strength??

What a terrifying young man!

…

Zhu Minglang and Nan Yuso rode the Fire Kilin Dragon to the ancient ruins of the Chengbang.

The ancient ruins of the Chengbang were piled up into a “品” shape with some ancient gray stones. The walls were not tall and majestic; instead, they carried the traces of mottled years.

As Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha entered these Chengbang ancient ruins, a question arose in both their minds.

Why were there no guards?

If this place was the core method of Absolute Ridge Chengbang, why was no one guarding it? Were they not afraid it would be destroyed, or stolen?

The two continued deeper inside, with Nan Lingsha occasionally glancing back. Her beautiful eyes shimmered with the clarity of a spiritual stream, betraying some concerns lurking in her mind.

“What’s the matter?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Don’t you feel like the ancient wall where we entered is getting further and further away?” Nan Yuso pointed at the aged wall with her finger.

Zhu Minglang also sensed that something was off.

From the outside, the Ancient Relics didn’t seem that large, and with the Fire Kilin Dragon’s speed, they should have been able to tour the inside by now.

But after entering, they had walked a long time without seeing the other side of the wall, and the distance to the wall behind them was comparable to the length of a chengbang’s main north-south street…

“It seems that these Ancient Relics have spatial rules, similar to the small worlds of Ancient Ruins,” Zhu Minglang remarked.

Nan Yuso nodded; she shared the same opinion.

…

Having traveled a bit further, Zhu Minglang and Nan Yuso came upon an ancient stone palace. The palace was intricate and disorderly in layout, featuring standing ruins of stone halls, covered by numerous vines, as well as some ancient cloisters, lush and dense, shrouded by unknown exotic trees.

Despite displaying various signs of decay and abandonment, one could still discern that those who once inhabited this stone palace were a civilization that surpassed both Li Chuan and the Supreme Court, for both the dilapidated halls and the landscape’s flower beds exuded an air of sanctity. Approaching them felt like being within a spirit vein.

The two stepped into a qin (Chinese instrument) hall, which was one of the better-preserved halls. Though it was overgrown with vines, the stone materials, clastic rocks, columns, hall bricks, and murals all still radiated an extraordinary texture, like jade, crystal, and platinum…

“Deng deng~~ deng deng deng~~~~~~”

While admiring everything in the hall, their inner amazement somehow morphed into waves of fluctuations in their minds, as if qin strings were being plucked at their ears. It wasn’t abrupt, as if they had already settled down properly, sipped tea, and calmly watched the qin master in front of them, ready for her first song.

Qin music.

How many years of being bathed in the melodies did every stone, rock, column, and beam in this hall take to still evoke the sound of a qin after ruin and abandonment, causing one to empty their mind and body and listen unguardedly, to feel the splendor that once existed here?

Suddenly, Zhu Minglang seemed to see a qin master, clad in colorful garments, graceful and alluring, playing one song after another with her slender, fair, and nimble fingers in front of him.

Zhu Minglang didn’t know how much time had passed before he snapped back to reality. If it weren’t for the reminder that he was still in the midst of a brutal war, he felt he could have stayed there from dawn, awakening only to find dusk descending.

Listening to the qin music, one would forget about time.

“This feels like a temple, where the rhythms of the qin carry some kind of inheritance. It’s just a pity that I’m not talented in this aspect and can’t perceive whatever is there…” Zhu Minglang turned and spoke to Nan Yuso.

But Nan Yuso stood there, her beautiful eyes unknowingly veiled by a thin layer of mist, her long eyelashes slightly damp.

Zhu Minglang was somewhat astonished.

Could it be that Nan Yuso understood the sound that transcended years, the remnant melodies of the hall?