Chapter 362: Chapter 303 Hundred Dynasties Meeting_1

The upper level of the library revealed a head with white hair and beard, his face bearing a gentle smile, “That sounds as if there are no one in our Confucianism Path!”

Having said that, the elder suddenly appeared before the two.

The elder was clad in Confucianist robes, with the vast Haoran Air surging within him, radiating an intense oppressive aura.

“I have seen Elder Hua!” Li Cheng bowed deeply in salute.

The breath of this elder was no weaker than that of Vice Chief Linfeng, he must also be a fearsome being at the level of a Divine King.

“Old Hua not convinced? Li Cheng, his name is Hua Ruofeng, how about another poem with his name?” Linfeng said with a smile.

Hua Ruofeng shook his head with a smile, “Don’t make it difficult for the youngster, incorporating a name into poetry is extremely challenging, and it’s hard for us in the Confucianism Path to find such a person.”

Hua Ruofeng then looked at Li Cheng, “However, the youngster’s Divine Soul strength is indeed very powerful, far surpassing his own realm, it’s a waste of talent not to cultivate the Confucianism Path.”

“No matter which path, they all lead to the same destination, Old Hua, don’t you go poaching!” Linfeng said.

The smile on Hua Ruofeng’s face did not diminish, “Youngster, I also sensed the aura of the Confucianism Path on you, it seems to be a treasure of the Confucianism Path, may I have a look?”

Linfeng raised an eyebrow, “Old Hua, that’s overstepping.”

“Just a glance, if the youngster is unwilling, why would I insist?”

Li Cheng pondered, what they sensed must be the Picture of Thousands Homes Lanterns, but this picture…

According to Yun Fuxue, in the future, this picture might help him see things sealed deep within his soul.

But Hua Ruofeng bore no ill intent and was a Confucian God, and with the vice chief present, he wouldn’t rob him, right?

After pondering for a few seconds, the Picture of Thousands Homes Lanterns appeared in Li Cheng’s hand.

As soon as the Picture of Thousands Homes Lanterns appeared – even without opening it – Hua Ruofeng was taken aback, his face instantly filled with shock!

“Put it away quickly!” Hua Ruofeng hurriedly said.

Li Cheng was puzzled, he asked to see it, yet when he took it out, he was told to put it away with a look of shock on his face. What did this mean?

The picture hadn’t even been unrolled yet!

After putting the scroll away, Li Cheng said nothing more.

Linfeng looked at Hua Ruofeng with a curious expression, as if he had realized something, but he too said nothing more.

Hua Ruofeng took a deep breath and then produced a token made of white jade, “Young friend, I’ve looked at your possession and it wasn’t for nothing, take this token. I’ve left three forces within it, which might help you in a critical moment.”

The appearance of the token slightly astonished Linfeng, who knew the origin of the token.

Li Cheng didn’t know, but since it contained three forces from a Divine King, it could indeed be used as a means of protection.

Accepting the white jade token, Li Cheng bowed deeply, “Thank you for your generous gift, Elder!”

In the past, Linfeng had given him a golden token, and now he had received the white jade token, but he wondered what other purposes it might serve, though he guessed he would probably not need it!

Stroking his long white beard, Hua Ruofeng laughed, “Young friend, given that you have the Confucianism Path treasure, making poetry must indeed be effortless for you, right?”

Still going on about it?

Feeling helpless inside, Li Cheng pondered for a moment before speaking, “If life were only as it first appears, why would autumn winds sorrow over a painted fan? Easily the heart of a casual acquaintance changes, yet they say that an old friend’s heart is easy to change.”

Repeating the poem to himself, Hua Ruofeng became somewhat excited, “Brilliant! Truly brilliant!”

Linfeng too was inwardly impressed, his face showing hints of expectation, really wanting Li Cheng to write a poem with ‘Kong Linfeng’, but doing so would expose his own identity, so he restrained himself.

It seemed that Hua Ruofeng had noticed what Linfeng was thinking and smiled playfully, “I have dwelled in the library for ten thousand years and rarely meet someone with fate, how about we have some tea upstairs?”

Linfeng shook his head, “Your tea is intoxicating, and Li Cheng has to head to the Xuankong Divine Dynasty tomorrow, let’s do it another time!”

Understanding, Hua Ruofeng bowed his hands and disappeared.

Early the next morning, the three hundred attendees gathered, along with more than a dozen Divine Monarch-level powerhouses from the palace, and activated the Transmission Array to head to the Xuankong Divine Dynasty.

The scenery before them stabilized, and they found themselves upon a vast plain.

Upon closer inspection, this was no ordinary plain, but rather a grand plaza spanning five hundred miles!

The plaza was enormous, yet it was not empty, already filled with many people, most of whom were looking up at the sky.

Following their gaze, one could see a floating city in the sky a hundred miles above.

“That is the palatial complex of the Xuankong Divine Dynasty, spanning a thousand miles and suspended in space by formations, consuming a terrifying amount of Divine Stones each year,” the Sixth Prince said, envy in his eyes.

Li Cheng noticed that there were formations discretely laid out in the plaza which corresponded with the palatial complex in the sky, suggesting that the palace did not always hover above but often rested on this plaza.

Beyond the plaza lay the Inner City of the imperial city, and further beyond that, the Outer City, but at this time, no one had the inclination to explore, with the Hundred Dynasties Meeting about to commence.

The Hundred Dynasties Meeting was to be held right on this plaza, though by then, many spatial bubbles would appear, each containing a Mount Meru space for various competitions.

After half an hour of waiting, the periphery of the plaza began to experience Divine Power Fluctuations, and amidst these fluctuations, stands slowly rose up into the air.

Each stand bore the name of a different Divine Dynasty.

“Our stand is over there, let’s go!”

The Sixth Prince led the way toward the stands.

Soon, the central area of the plaza, spanning hundreds of miles, was devoid of people, and various spatial bubbles appeared in succession.

Through the bubbles, one could clearly see the miniature settings inside, but with Divine Sense, it was apparent that these were spaces a thousand miles wide, evidently tailored for various competitions.