Chapter 1081 - 733: Against the Current

Chapter 1081: Chapter 733: Against the Current

True Master Ming Hua has served as the Outer Elder of Mingqi Sect for many years and naturally understands the key points within.

His hands trembled slightly, solemnly accepting the Jade Scroll, once again bowing deeply in gratitude.

"All right, Fellow Daoist Ming Hua, take care on the road ahead, until we meet again."

The direction of the Chu family’s spaceship went opposite to Shen Xuan’s destination, unable to stay long.

True Master Ming Hua personally escorted Shen Xuan out of the cabin, arriving at the deck.

The Silver-Horned Celestial Horse had long been waiting at the side, affectionately nuzzling its master’s arm.

Shen Xuan climbed onto the horse, slightly nodding towards the gathered Chu family members on the deck.

The Silver-Horned Celestial Horse spread its wings, its four hooves rising into the air, transforming into a Silver Thread, gradually moving away towards the horizon opposite to the spaceship.

On the deck, Chu Yuehua and Chu Yueyun, holding two children, supported their mother, all bowing solemnly to the departing figure, remaining bowed for a long time.

Behind them, all surviving Chu family cultivators, regardless of the severity of their injuries, fell to their knees, bowing their heads to the deck, their voices reaching the heavens.

"The Chu family of Yuehua wishes Senior Shen a long-lasting path, all the best, attains the Nascent Soul!"

The sound waves drifted far with the wind.

The silver light vanished into the horizon, disappearing completely at the end of the clouds.

...

The next day, as dawn approached.

The outline of Moonrise Immortal City slowly emerged from beneath the clouds.

Shen Xuan reined in the celestial horse, gazing down from the sky.

This former border giant city now appeared desolate.

The northern city wall was relatively intact, Spiritual Light faintly visible, order still present.

The southern city facing the Demon Race front, Spiritual Light dim, pavilions in disrepair, everywhere marked by the ravages of war.

Forming a stark contrast with the north city.

Shen Xuan withdrew the Silver-Horned Celestial Horse, pressing down on the cloud top, transforming into an Escape Light, descending towards the north city gate.

On the city tower, a large Ancient Mirror more than a square foot was suspended high, its surface glowing, enveloping the surrounding thousand feet.

This is the "Demon-Revealing Mirror," specialized to counter the Demon Race’s disguise and stealth techniques.

The city guards clad in armor, uniformly of Foundation Establishment cultivation, their expressions stern.

The leader was a Golden Core True Master of composed aura.

Shen Xuan released his Golden Core aura.

The Golden Core captain immediate sensed it, his gaze sweeping over like lightning, then personally came forward to greet, cupping his hands and saying: "May I ask Fellow Daoist’s name and celestial origin?"

"Loose Cultivator, Shen Ruoxing." Shen Xuan returned the greeting, concise and clear.

"I am Fang Juecheng of the Moonrise Sect, apologies for failing to greet from afar." His attitude was quite courteous.

In times of peril, any cultivator flying to Moonrise Immortal City was considered a guest of Moonrise Sect.

Especially a Golden Core Loose Cultivator.

Fang Juecheng warmly accompanied Shen Xuan, guiding him to complete the city entry registration, issuing an identity waist token, procedures swiftly handled.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, True Monarch Su Xue of our sect is currently in the city, shall I introduce her?"

Fang Juecheng casually suggested.

"Oh, True Monarch Su Xue is here? Then, I’ll trouble Fellow Daoist Fang."

Shen Xuan smoothly agreed.

He understood that seeing his Golden Core Realm, Loose Cultivator status, they wished to take the opportunity to recruit him.

Given the precarious state of Moonrise Sect, not to mention Golden Core Cultivators, any Foundation Establishment cultivator was not someone they’d pass over.

"This is the VIP Token of Moonrise Sect, Fellow Daoist Shen, keep it well."

Fang Juecheng handed over a Sect Token.

"Holding this token, all expenses within the city will be discounted as per our sect elder, given preferential treatment, also usable for short-distance communication."

"Thank you."

Shen Xuan accepted the token, glanced at the array patterns on it.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Shen Xuan took his leave, stepping into the Immortal City.

As his figure vanished into the city alleys.

Fang Juecheng’s smile faded, flipping his hand to take out a sect communication Jade Token, Spiritual Light flickering at his fingertips, imprinting several Divine Thoughts into it.

"Shen Ruoxing, claims to be a Loose Cultivator, Golden Core Middle Stage. Aura composed, unfathomable, suspected Ice Technique. Judging by his actions, not an ordinary figure. Quickly report to True Monarch Su Xue, meet him as soon as possible."

After the message was transmitted, he looked up at the gloomy sky, sighed lightly, and turned to resume his duties guarding the city.

On the city wall, the clear cold glow of the Demon-Revealing Mirror gently cascaded down, as bright and pure as moonlight.

...

Two days later, Fang Juecheng personally went to the Sect Inn, escorting Shen Xuan to the City Lord’s Mansion.

After the steward’s announcement, the two entered the main hall.

The hall was serene, Spiritual Qi permeating.

At the center of the Jade Platform, sat a Female Cultivator, wearing an Immortal Skirt of moon white with cloud patterns, her stature tall, her presence transcendent.

Without intentionally releasing pressure, a clear spiritual charm naturally flowed around, calming minds and dispelling mundane thoughts.

Shen Xuan looked up, his heart slightly stirred.

Her demeanor was pure and flawless, as pure as snow.

She was one of Moonrise Sect’s three Nascent Soul True Monarchs, True Monarch Su Xue.

Known for her ethereal immortal grace and icy jade-like beauty.

"Loose Cultivator Shen Ruoxing, pays respect to True Monarch Su Xue."

Shen Xuan bowed, cupping his hands in salute, his posture poised.

He did have a measure of admiration, but unrelated to romance, nor any inappropriate thoughts.

Having cultivated to such a realm, age long transcends physical appearance.

True Monarch Su Xue was at least several centuries older than him.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, no need for too much courtesy."

True Monarch Su Xue’s voice was clear, like ice striking jade.

With a light wave of her hand, Fang Juecheng and the steward in the hall immediately bowed, quietly withdrawing.

The palace door closed silently, isolating inside and outside.

True Monarch Su Xue’s gaze fell on Shen Xuan, smiling slightly: "Shen Ruoxing. Fellow Daoist, is there a story behind your name?"

"Life as fragile as grass, yet brilliant as the starry river."

Shen Xuan replied deeply, his words vast.

"What a brilliance like the starry river!"

True Monarch Su Xue sighed lightly, rising from the Jade Platform, descending slowly.

The hem of her moon-white skirt brushed across the smooth jade surface, silently trailing.

She walked directly to Shen Xuan, stopping only at a distance of three feet.

Such closeness, for Nascent Soul and Golden Core, was considered somewhat beyond the norm.