Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 231: Douyun Hall in the Taiping Palace

The Taiping Palace covers a small area in the capital city. As you go further, you will enter the ancient Canglong Mountain, which stands tall and steep behind the capital.

At first, there were normal palace buildings, but behind them were ingeniously crafted and mysteriously designed structures. Each building had a unique and strange shape, yet maintained a sense of majesty, always appearing in unexpected places.

Among them, pavilions, mountain paths, mysterious stones, and spiritual sites all highlighted the profound and unknown heritage of the great sect. There were also cranes flying, divine deer leaping, and crocodiles walking, as well as strange wooden airships and vehicles with mechanisms.

Some passing disciples, dressed in special blue, white, or black robes, had a cold and indifferent expression, as if they were not part of the mortal world.

Ji Jiawei, the old mother, walked in front, with the appearance of a mother teaching her son: "The students at the Ming Hall of the Taiping Palace are average in talent, and their martial realms vary. They are mostly dealing with the children of court officials and those who earnestly seek the Dao. Their realms range from the eighth or ninth grade to small Great Masters. They call themselves students and always refer to their teachers as 'Master.'

On this mountain, however, are the true hidden disciples. They are all outstanding individuals who call themselves disciples and always refer to their masters as 'Master.'

There are more than 8,300 students at the Ming Hall and more than 1,100 hidden disciples.

There are three Supreme Elders of the hidden hall, one palace master, and sixteen Elders. I am one of the Elders!"

"Okay."

Xin Zhuo's gaze still lingered on the surrounding buildings, his eyes slightly shining, as if he was looking at something rare.

Mother and son followed the winding mountain path for about half an hour and arrived in front of a uniquely styled palace building. On the ancient plaque above the door, the three characters "Douyun Hall" were written in a lively manner, with the three small characters "Ji Jiawei" beside them.

It was still written by the old mother herself, with good calligraphy.

"Master!"

Before the mother and son entered the door, six young men and women inside the door had already bowed and greeted them, appearing extremely obedient and respectful.

Two young girls in green, two young men in black, and two women in white.

The two in green and two in black were of average realm, while the two women in white had a majestic aura and a surging Blood Qi. One of them, with a beautiful face and graceful figure, had already reached the realm of Grand Great Master. There seemed to be a subtle flow of water around her, which was quite mysterious.

The other one was a chubby girl with buck teeth that couldn't be covered by her lips. She had a serious expression, which seemed a bit funny. She was at the realm of Half-step Grand Great Master.

These two must be Shui Qingliu and Zhuge Jun, the female members among the Ten Great Sons.

"Mother, you should rest. I'll play by myself."

Ji Jiawei pinched Xin Zhuo's cheek and then looked at a young girl in green. "Bao'er, clean the room with your junior brother!"

After saying that, she floated into the main hall.

The disciples all greeted Xin Zhuo as their junior brother and then dispersed, leaving only the girl named Bao'er. She was fourteen or fifteen years old and at the realm of Half-step Grandmaster. It seemed that she, who used to be the youngest, had finally become a senior sister and was a bit excited. She grabbed Xin Zhuo's hand and said, "Come, senior sister will show you around!"

"Uh..."

Xin Zhuo looked at her in surprise. "Is your choice of words appropriate?"

Bao'er blinked her eyes. "Opening a new residence and entering a room to rest, what's wrong with that?"

"Very well! Absolutely correct!"

The room was not big, but it had everything, such as a desk, a bed, and a bronze mirror.

While Bao'er was making the bed, she giggled. "Are you really Master's son?"

Xin Zhuo crossed his arms and showed little interest. "Can such a thing be fake?"

"We always thought that Master, who is as beautiful as a fairy, pure as jade, and has unparalleled talent, couldn't find a man worthy of her. We didn't expect her son to be so grown up, even older than me."

Bao'er smiled and said, "Your father must be very powerful, right?"

Children are so naive, they don't understand the concept of keeping things to themselves. Xin Zhuo ignored her and arranged his luggage, while his thoughts flew back to the buildings outside.

Bao'er was still unaware, chattering incessantly. At this moment, the bed was made and a thoughtful scented bun was placed, as if it was necessary to shake off the awe of Senior Sister. Standing with hands on hips and puffed cheeks, Bao'er looked quite adorable and said, "Hey! Although you are the master's son, you are still my junior brother. Call me Senior Sister, and I will take care of you in the future!"

Not only do I not want to call you Senior Sister, but I also have the urge to make you cry!

Xin Zhuo sat aside and said seriously, "Being my Senior Sister is not that easy. My Senior Sister must be extremely intelligent and have exceptional intelligence. So, I will test you with a question."

Bao'er became spirited and said, "You said it, your Senior Sister is intelligent."

"There is a pig named Wo Zai, a donkey named Xiao Ming, and a cow named Ah Huang." Xin Zhuo asked seriously, "Do you remember? What does a cow say?"

Bao'er seemed to think that the question was too simple and blurted out without thinking, "Ah Huang."

"What does a donkey say?"

"Xiao Ming!"

"And what about a pig?"

"Wo Zai!"

"Say it again. What does a pig say?"

"Wo Zai! Ah, you..."

Bao'er finally realized and a look of annoyance and embarrassment appeared on his face. His eyes became misty, and with a "hmm" sound, he ran out.

Boring! The fighting power is too low.

Xin Zhuo stretched lazily, lay down, looked at the ceiling, and observed when he arrived. There were a total of thirty-six palaces and strange ancient relics nearby. It might be inconvenient to go further, as the distance was too far. The Tai Ping Palace was not solely controlled by me. Tonight, I will deal with these thirty-six palaces first to test the waters. If it works, I will gradually plan for the others.

The day after tomorrow is the day of the Feng Tian Tower illusion, there are still two days.

Unknowingly, I fell into a daze.

I don't know how long it has been, but Bao'er's voice sounded again beside me, "Junior Brother, it's time to eat!"

The "Dining Hall" was in front of Master Ji Jiawei's palace. Yes, in the Tai Ping Palace, each Elder disciple cooks for themselves.

Xin Zhuo hurried over, and all eight disciples of the sect were present. Master Ji Jiawei sat in the main seat, with a cold expression that revealed no emotions. The other disciples stood straight, with their eyes on their noses and their noses on their hearts.

Quite like the real thing.

With Ji Jiawei's command, they each picked up their chopsticks and tasted the food lightly, while constantly observing their master's expression.

How should I describe this meal? It was cooked with plain water and coarse salt, with little oil and salt, tasteless.

Xin Zhuo had no appetite and at this moment, he saw that Master Ji Jiawei was testing the martial arts of the disciples, questioning them with words and testing them with True Qi.

The six disciples looked cautious and answered one by one.

In the end, Xin Zhuo thought that Master Ji Jiawei would test him as well, but unexpectedly, he only threw a booklet at him.

The faces of the other six disciples instantly changed, full of envy and jealousy.

Xin Zhuo opened it and glanced at it. It turned out to be a detailed topographic map of the Feng Tian Tower illusion.

...

Night fell, and the surroundings of the palace were quiet, without the hustle and bustle of the city. A figure flashed mysteriously and appeared on the top of the palace, pouring down a ladle of water.

Then, in another flash, the figure stopped at the steep peak outside the palace.

There was a person standing on the downhill road ahead!

(End of this chapter)