Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The Feng family, however, was not just any ordinary family. Being an old family with a history of over a hundred years, it was completely unacceptable that Feng Ruchu had become mentally retarded when even their servants were spiritists. The crown prince was especially upset since he had been engaged to Feng Ruchu since they were babies. He would pick on Feng Ruchu and be disgusted with her, making the Feng family feel disgraced because of Feng Ruchu.
She was the thorn in everyone’s side.
The previous owner of this body appeared to have had her brain damaged quite badly. Other than crying and drooling all day, she only had a rough idea about Canglan Continent and nothing else.
For instance, the Holy Cloud Palace where she was at now.
Speaking of which, Feng Ruchu asked the black cat suddenly, “Who exactly is the Saint, Little Zhu? Why does the emperor respect him so much?”
“Isn’t it obvious? The Saint is so strong that even the four emperors of the Canglan Continent together are no match for him!” Little Zhu was extremely proud when she talked about the Saint of the Holy Cloud Palace. She began gesturing with her little paws as she explained to Feng Ruchu.
“In the beginning of the great wilderness, there was Bu Zhou in the north and the Cloud Palace in the West. The Cloud Palace was known for its spirituality, while Bu Zhou was known for its way with heaven. As for the Holy Cloud Palace, it did not belong to the Canglang Continent. It is a mountain in another world, known as the ‘Lofty Ridge’. As it is surrounded by fog all year long, the mountain is also known as ‘Cloud Mountain’. The Holy Cloud Palace has been the place of pilgrimage since the beginning of the great wilderness. Only those who passed the tests of the Holy Cloud Palace could enter Bu Zhou and become the Saint.”
“There is a saying that knowing the Saint of the Cloud Mountain is as good as knowing all the Saints in the world,” Feng Ruchu said slowly.
“And the Saint you were asking about is the Saint who owns this Holy Cloud Palace,” Little Zhu agreed.
Feng Ruchu nodded at what the black cat said.
The Jiuchong Palace. One could see the fog and clouds that surrounded it even from afar. It always looked like it was sunset with the warm violet glow around the palace.
So it was a mountain of pilgrimage in another world.
In the outside world, there was also a poem which praised the Cloud Mountain:
‘It had always been the Cloud Mountain where peasants were made Saints. At the nine stages, surrounded by purple fog, fates were made right in this heavenly land. ‘
The Cloud Palace and Bu Zhou were equally famous. Now she understood why even the emperor of the Nanqiu Kingdom would listen to the Saint—he was the ultimate ruler behind the scenes!
“What about the six clans of the Holy Cloud Palace?” Feng Ruchu asked again.
“The six spiritual masters each master their own skills and lead a clan. Goldstar Clan specializes in swords, Bodhi Clan manipulates plants, Mysticfrost Clan and Scarletflame Clan use ice and fire respectively, while Earth Treasury Clan specializes in physical combat and protects the country. There is also Mystichealing Clan which is under the Herbal Valley.”
“The six spiritual masters were the direct apprentices of the Saint’s junior—Yu Xiao. It is the greatest wish of every spiritist in the Canglang Continent to be taken in as an apprentice by one of these six clans.”
That explains why the six spiritual masters were sitting at the altar—they represented the Cloud Palace to be in charge of the sacrificial ceremony.
Every injustice has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor.
Looks like the Saint was the ultimate reason why she had almost lost her life!
“Are you interested in the saint, young lady?” asked Little Zhu.
“Not really, I am more interested in his apprentices.” Two of her Feng siblings were undergoing their apprenticeship under the six clans, and Feng Mo’er might be joining them very soon. After all, knowing the enemy and knowing yourself was the key to never fail in even a hundred battles.
But the black cat began to shake its head.
“The Saint had no apprentices; the six spiritual masters were the apprentice of Leader Yu. As for the Saint, he has not left this Holy Cloud Palace for the three hundred years that I have been here, except for the time when he had to trap and seal the ancient beast Tao Wu.”