Chapter 120 To The Capital

The truth was Han Cai had not planned to spend more trade points, and helping the sect master cost him more than he had expected.

pαпdα-ňᴏνê|·сóМ Han Cai needed to find a way to increase the strength of the Sky Soaring sect. No matter how much power he got and no matter how many clones he had in the future, he could not watch over everything. The best solution was to strengthen his allies, which included the sect and his family.

Elder Dongmei sighed and said, "Good! Good! We will not pry into your secrets. You indeed have the right to become a bit cockier. But I am your Uncle Grand Master; don't be too biased; can you get more of those red pills? My cultivation has been stale for a very long time. If my cultivation does not improve, I will die very soon." Elder Dongmei decided to play the sympathy card.

This time it was the sect master who spoke, "Uncle master, don't say something like that. If Han Cai's intentions were not to help you both, he would not have helped me in front of you. But to receive the help, there is indeed a price to it. I trust him because he is my disciple. But to get through this method, you will need to have full trust in him. Not just for today but in the future too."

The Sect Master looked earnestly at Elder Dongmei and Elder Wan and said, "Please give some thought to my words. After you have made a decision, Han Cai will help you, I assure you."

Han Cai nodded.

Elder Dongmei and Elder Wan nodded to the sect master's words too.

The sect master turned to Han Cai and said, "Now, coming back to the Holy Son of the sect. You don't have any doubts or objections, do you? It is important that we are all in agreement regarding this matter."

Han Cai spoke, "I think it is unnecessary; why do we need to do it? I have already shown you that as long as I am alive, I will keep helping you with your cultivation, which means you will have a very long life. It's possible that I won't ever need to assume control of the sect from you."

The sect master was helpless, but what Han Cai said was true. He earlier thought the nascent soul was the end of the path for his cultivation. He wanted to announce Han Cai as the holy son of the sect and, in the future, give him the helm of the sect.

But just like always, Han Cai surprised him.

Elder Dongmei spoke, "Now that you are in the soul formation realm, it is indeed unnecessary to start planning your retirement this soon."

He continued, "Let's discuss the royal capital. What should we do about it? Earlier, when you were a nascent soul, I had my concerns about you visiting as a guest, but now that you have become a Soul Formation, the concerns are unnecessary."

Han Cai responded, "Aren't you being too confident? The royal family has an earth immortal. Do you think if things go wrong, Master will be able to escape?"

Elder Dongmei started contemplating.

The sect master spoke, "But the Emperor himself has sent an invitation. I cannot deny it. Why do you feel there will be trouble?"

Han Cai shrugged, "Did you forget? I killed someone who belonged to the royal family. They don't know it's me who killed him, but I am sure that they know it is connected to our sect. They will certainly create some trouble for you."

Sect Master frowned.

Han Cai continued, "You don't need to worry about it. Since this problem was created by me, I will be the one to solve it; if you want to go to the royal capital, then so be it."

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Frost hold Capital was a grand city known for its majestic beauty and grandeur. The city was surrounded by massive walls built to protect it from any outside threats.

A large envoy was moving towards the city from the north, making its way down south.

The middle of the envoy consisted of luxurious carriages fit for a king. The carriages were adorned with beautiful silk curtains embroidered with gold and silver threads. The wheels were made of the finest wood and were embellished with intricate carvings. The carriages were pulled by sleek black horses that were strong and powerful.

The carriages were being protected by hundreds of martial artists, most of them dressed in orange. They walked alongside the carriages, their eyes trained on the surroundings, alert for any signs of danger.

As the envoy moved forward, they soon arrived in front of a large gate connected to the massive wall of the city. The gate was the main entrance to the city, and it was heavily guarded. There were long lines of caravans and carriages lined up, waiting to enter the city.

Soon, one of the coachmen from the envoy got down from his carriage and walked towards the gate. He showed a red medallion to the soldiers at the gate, which implied that the visitors in the carriages were royal guests. The guards nodded and blew a whistle. Soon, 20 guards riding muscular horses came towards them.

When the royal guards came near, they gave the coachman an inquisitive look. The coachman showed the red medallion to the guard. The guards nodded and came out of the gate and went near where all the envoy carriages were waiting.

As they approached the carriage, the leading royal guard spoke loudly, "We royal guards welcome exalted guests to the capital." The guard turned to the coachman and said, "Follow us. There is another gateway for royal guests to enter the city."

The coachman nodded and got back to his coach, and the envoy started moving again, following the royal guards. Soon, they arrived at the entrance of another gate guarded by strong-looking guards. There was no crowd. Only the guards were at the gate.

As the envoy following the royal guard came near the gate, the gate was automatically opened, and they entered. Inside was the grand capital of Yin Country, Frosthold. The city was bustling with people from different walks of life, from merchants selling their wares to scholars discussing the latest advancements in martial arts.

The streets were clean and well-paved, with numerous shops, restaurants, and inns. People were dressed in bright, colorful clothing, and their faces were welcoming, with a hint of curiosity about the royal guests that had arrived in the city.

As the envoy kept moving through the capital, the royal guards kept clearing the path for them. They passed by several landmarks, including the grand palace, the imperial gardens, and the famous martial arts school, where young disciples could be seen practicing their skills.

Soon, they arrived in front of a very luxurious mansion protected by the royal guards themselves. The mansion was grand and impressive, with tall columns and ornate decorations. The garden surrounding the mansion was well-maintained, with colorful flowers and tall trees.

When the carriage stopped in front of the main house of the mansion, two people got out of the most luxurious carriage. It was none other than the sect master of the Sky Soaring Sect and his disciple, Han Cai. From another carriage, Yongnian stepped out.

When they got down from the carriage, one of the orange-clad martial artists came nearby and spoke, "Should we stay near the mansion?"

Neither Han Cai nor the Sect Master said anything; they just entered the mansion. Yongnian turned to the guy and said, "Leave some to serve. The remaining all send them to roam in the capital, hire more martial artists, and stay aware of everything happening in the capital. Update me about it every second day."

Han Cai and the Sect Master entered the mansion, which was even more luxurious on the inside. The halls were lined with expensive artwork and fine furniture, and servants were everywhere, tending to different chores.

Yongnian followed behind them and started instructing servants and maids in the household.

Han Cai and the Sect Master sat down in the hall.

A servant came and served them some tea.

The sect master spoke: "You will be attending most of the banquets and meets. I will attend only the final tournament."

Han Cai spoke: "I will take care of it, master."

The Sect Master spoke, "The journey has been very tiring. I think I will retire for the day and get some rest."

After saying that, the Sect Master got up and left.

Han Cai also went to his room in the new mansion to rest.

When he reached his room, Han Cai closed the door and said, "Come out."

A slender figure appeared out of nothingness. She removed her mask, and it was none other than Xiaoyun.

Before coming to the capital, Han Cai taught some of his techniques to his subordinates. He knew he could not be everywhere at all times. Right now, the only loyal subordinates who could do his bidding and were worth investing in were Xiaoyun and Yongnian. He planned to nurture them diligently.

Xiaoyun was a talented core disciple, so helping her in her cultivation was also far easier for Han Cai once he removed the seal from her Dantian. Han Cai decided not to inform the sect master or sect about this. According to the sect and Sect Master Xiaoyun was still serving as a maid in Han Cai's abode.

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