Perfect World - Chapter 550 - Chapter 550: Chapter 550 Little Stone's Wish
Chapter 550: Chapter 550 Little Stone’s Wish
The Divine Conferment had ended, and the world was in uproar.
Shi Hao had not expected such an ending, completely different from what he had imagined.
There was no earth-shattering battle, nor were there any heavens falling apart, only an undying being sweeping across all directions, capturing the cultivators who ignited divine flames and pressing forward relentlessly.
Everyone in the eight regions was discussing it. For the world, the impact of this turmoil was too great. Someone had actually captured all the Deities with methods against the natural order, truly unimaginable!
“Is this really how it ends? Too bland.” Shi Hao stood in the imperial palace, speaking to the bright moon above, his words dripping with solitude.
Peng Jiu, leading the light wind, was showing him everything inside the palace. From a distance, witnessing this scene and hearing his murmurs, Peng Jiu found himself at a loss for words. The outside world was seething, the world was unsettled, yet this emperor felt it was too serene.
“It’s nothing like what I imagined,” Shi Hao sighed softly.
The moonlight was cold and piercing. Standing on the altar, he looked up at the sky, feeling a profound sense of loss. He had bid farewell to the Willow Deity and sent away Little Pagoda. Would he ever meet them again in this life?
He had listened to the tales of the Undying Being. The Willow Deity and Little Pagoda had both entered the Primordial Gate. Was that blood really theirs?
Could it be a deathly separation? Since ancient times, every Supreme who had stepped through that gate had never been seen again. Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but sigh.
The Willow Deity had given him so much, filling his heart with reluctance and concern. How could he not be worried? A sense of melancholy washed over him. Would there ever be a day of reunion? Reflecting on the past, his heart felt tangled.
Clouds drifted by, obscuring the cold moon, and the world suddenly darkened.
“I will go to the higher realms!” Shi Hao clenched his fist.
“Mysterious regions, I must explore and understand. Willow Deity, Little Pagoda, wait for me. You must survive. I will ascend!” His resolve was firm, his gaze burning brightly.
In the higher realms, there were endless races, and geniuses rose together. Each race had their extraordinary heroes who dominated the skies, and there were also Primordial beings rising. The vast land was filled with countless young supreme beings and Divine Beings.
They each dominated a region, crafting their own myths.
Shi Hao yearned to ascend to the higher realms, to carve out his own path!
Shui Yue and Lan Yu had spoken much about it–it was his stage. There, he would face blood-pumping challenges, dance with dragons, compete with other young Primordial Supreme Beings, and contend against Exiled Immortals!
Gradually, Shi Hao’s determination solidified, no longer confused, his eyes filled with resolute. Once affairs in the Lower Realm were settled, he would surely ascend to Heaven, pursue a greater Heaven and Earth, and leap out of this well.
“Little brother, are you alright?” Light Wind approached. Under Peng Jiu’s guidance, he had grown accustomed to life outside and was now familiar with all aspects of the imperial palace.
Besides him, Shi Dazhuang who followed the War King to learn commanding troops, and the monkeys experiencing the vicissitudes of life, were also very content and highly adaptable.
They had joined the army, traveled across various lands, or delved into studying precious symbols outside; each finding their own gains.
“I’m fine, Light Wind. Would you like to take over Stone Country?” Shi Hao asked directly.
“Ah, little brother, what are you talking about?” Light Wind looked at him bewildered, puzzled if his little brother intended to travel far, leaving the wasteland.
Shi Hao didn’t conceal his thoughts. “In the eyes of those in the higher realms, the eight regions are nothing but a cage. I must break free to pursue the road.”
Indeed, many believed that the Lower Realm was like a well, far too limited to breed a “True Dragon.” Numerous Primordial Beings and Exiled Immortals could only be born and compete in the higher realms.
“Little brother, are you really leaving? If that’s the case, will we not see you anymore?” Qin Feng’s eyes widened in shock.
Shi Hao sighed and patted his shoulder, “Don’t worry, how could there not be a day of reunion?”
He pondered for a moment, not wanting Light Wind’s life to be disrupted. After all, he was still too young, and the burden of Stone Country would be too heavy for his shoulders. It required further consideration.
Shi Hao couldn’t just leave; there were still arrangements to be made–Stone Country, his parents, Stone Village, and some unfulfilled desires. With his current capabilities, he could now pursue them.
Dawn broke in the east, the golden morning resplendent.
In the eight regions, as Divine Spirits vanished, the world trembled as one. This turmoil was much larger than imagined. Although Shi Hao felt it mundane, the outside world was fervently discussing it.
After the shock, many rejoiced, for the common doctrines had not been impacted and would greatly benefit from this. Could this be the prelude to a golden age about to dawn?
“Ha ha… From now on, there are no gods in the world, no one can trouble us anymore!”
“I can already sense it–the era of a hundred schools of thought contending has arrived!”
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Only the immortal schools remained silent. They had lost their advantage, this time suffering heavy losses, trampled by the undying being, capturing the strong who had ignited divine flames, leaving their schools shrouded in a pall of gloom.
The demise of such high-level masters was truly a disaster!
Some schools prepared to seal their gates, to close off and retreat, as the situation was very grim now.
This impact was tremendous, reflected in many aspects.
Within Stone Country, some Imperial Titles had refused to acknowledge Shi Hao, the New Emperor, but after the great catastrophe concluded, everyone harbored fear.
It was rumored that the undying being was summoned by him, and previously he had even overthrown Immortal Mountain truly shaking the world!
The resistance from some Imperial Titles in Stone Country stemmed from the infiltration of several schools, but now as the immortal schools started retracting and planning to seal their gates, they naturally felt fear.
Within just two days, those Imperial Titles in Stone Country that did not follow the summons had all tenderly requested forgiveness and had come to the capital, asking for mercy.
Shi Hao sat in the great hall, looking down upon the people. He did not show mercy; those with serious offenses were directly beheaded without hesitation, but those with less severe circumstances could be forgiven.
A mix of iron-blooded ruthlessness and indulgence prevailed, causing a great vibration throughout Stone Country momentarily.
Hearing this, the few Imperial Titles who hadn’t taken action yet became even more cautious, quickly seeking forgiveness, while some fled, not daring to face their crimes.
For the latter, Shi Hao was merciless, dispatching the War King and others to hunt them down; even he had personally acted to kill the rebels. With his current prestige, how could Imperial Titles contend against him?
Throughout Stone Country, most people felt uplifted. The once rebels were now silent as cicadas in winter, volunteering themselves to lay down arms and return to the fields.
The effect was extremely significant. Shi Hao’s strong deterrence inspired awe in all directions. Stone Country finally ceased to be fragmented, returning to unified command, and became a truly great nation.
Significant changes occurred in other nations as well. With the retreat of Heaven Mending Sect, Immortal Mountain, and Western Sect, these nations began to recover and reestablish themselves.
Ruins and debris littered everywhere, utterly desolate.
Shi Hao stood on the ruins of Heaven Mending Pavilion, lost in thought for a moment. This place had left him with many deep memories and a sense of belonging.
Back then, he had emerged from the great desolate area with Light Wind, entering such a heavenly passage gate for the first time. Here, there had been laughter and joy, as well as sorrow and sadness.
At that time, he trained here with many children of his age. As a youth who had stepped out of the great desolate area, everything was filled with novelty to him.
The old ancestor Mu Yan taught him divine thunder, elder Liu helped him perfect the Jiao Peng technique, but then external enemies heavily attacked and all the beautiful memories shattered.
So many senior and junior sect members died in battle just to let their younger junior brothers and sisters escape; and those elders, in order to cover their retreat, self-detonated in a tragic and brave manner.
“Unforgivable, how can I forget?” Shi Hao murmured softly. It was a wish that had always remained unfulfilled.
When Heaven Mending Pavilion fell, he and some surviving young ones had sworn to rebuild Heaven Mending Pavilion and reshape this school; now, he had the capability.
Before his departure to the higher realms, he intended to fulfill these wishes.
He remembered the faces of those attackers, those ferocious countenances, the arrogant laughter, the blood that flowed with each strike of the sword, heads of brothers flying through the air.
“Roar…” Shi Hao let out a long howl to the sky, vibrating the ruins.
With a raise of his hand, he cut off a section of Stone Mountain, carved it into a stele, and set it up on the debris, inscribing “Heaven Mending Pavilion” on it.
“Before I leave, there are things to do, to reestablish Heaven Mending Pavilion!” Shi Hao shouted loudly, his voice shaking the heaven and earth.
At that moment, the black broken sword on him emitted a light hum, clear as dragons were chanting, bursting with dark light and radiating fluctuations many times more terrifying than before.
It seemed to have a spirit, escaping Shi Hao’s control, roaming through the void like a True Dragon soaring through the sky, and only after a long time did it fall back into his hands.
“You actually possess a spirit. You’re not blaming me for acting too late, are you?” Shi Hao looked down at the black broken sword. Now that he was powerful enough, he could take action to do what he wanted.
That day, the stele at the ruins of Heaven Mending Pavilion shone brightly, startling the surrounding lands!
Shi Hao soared into the sky and traveled far swiftly. He went to find people, appearing near a vast marsh where there was a huge tribe.
The Xiao tribe had a substantial population. In fact, it was divided into many clans, merged together, and had long become a colossal entity, akin to a small country.
Ahead, there was a central tribe with a population of a million. Combined with other tribes, the number was unimaginable.
By a lake, a youth was training, silver light twinkling, densely covered with characters, causing even the lake water to resonate, imprinting countless symbols.
Around him, various plants were fresh, also resonating, showing the close connection of the silver-robed young man with the road.
At that moment, a young girl came running breathlessly, shouting loudly, “Xiao Tian, a distinguished guest has arrived. The Clan Leader and others are carefully accompanying him. You need to hurry.”
“Who is it?” the silver-robed youth stopped, frowning. He was in the middle of training and didn’t wish to be interrupted.
“Don’t know. That person is sitting there, constantly saying you possess towering potential, destined to be extraordinary,” the girl said naively, wiping sweat and batting her large eyes.
“Towering potential?!” the silver-robed youth repeated these words and then gritted his teeth, for it truly touched his emotions–an unpleasant memory indeed.
In the tribe’s great hall, all the Great Elders were present, the Clan Leader personally accompanying a remarkably distinguished young man. Laughter was occasionally heard, and they talked very amicably.
The silver-robed youth arrived and recognized at a glance that clean and handsome young man who had now become awe-inspiring worldwide. His heart stirred, after many years of separation, seeing each other again sparked a surge of warmth in his chest.
For they had become acquainted through fighting, both disciples of Heaven Mending Pavilion, and having faced a great calamity, their reunion was nothing short of thrilling–a shared sentiment!
However, the smile from the young man across made his face pale and veins pop on his forehead.
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“Xiao Tian, long time no see. You’ve grown even more towering. You’re bound to soar to great heights!”
“Shut up!” Xiao Tian clenched his teeth. It was this same youth who had knocked him senseless with a few hammer hits back then, calling him “towering.” Although those days were memorable and unforgettable, that episode was tear-filled, making him go insane just thinking about it.
“What are you doing here?” Xiao Tian asked irritably.
“Join me to rule over the great desolate area, push down all enemies of Heaven and Earth, and rebuild Heaven Mending Pavilion!” the youth declared loudly with his hands behind his back, his voice shaking the heavens and earth.
With those words alone, a surge of warmth rose again in Xiao Tian’s chest! (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please vote or recommend it at WebNovel. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.WebNovel to continue reading.)
