Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 294 - 72: All Nations Come to Pay Tribute

Meanwhile, as the doppelganger of Lu Yu, who was Wu Meiniang’s husband, he had long arrived in the Imperial Palace. He moved like a gentle breeze, unseen by anyone. Explore stories on novelbuddy

Thus, he effortlessly reached the Golden Palace, and neither the guards around nor the civil and military officials inside the hall detected his presence.

Logically speaking, the Imperial Palace was the abode of the Emperor, the nexus of Human Path’s Fortune and Destiny, where even if Immortal Gods descended, they would be suppressed by this Fortune and Destiny, unable to utilize even a fraction of their power.

However, Lu Yu roamed boldly within the Imperial Palace because he held a treasure of the Human Path, thus the suppression he faced from this Fortune and Destiny was far less than others. Even though his real self had traveled back in time and helped Suiren master the art of drilling wood to make fire, he, not being from that era, had not received the celestial reward of merit. Yet currently, the suppression from the Human Path’s Fortune and Destiny was minuscule for him.

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This was also why, although it was only a doppelganger within the Imperial Palace, it possessed such capabilities.

Lu Yu mingled among the throngs of officials in the main hall, curiously observing those historical figures documented in future historical texts, each vividly alive before him, still evoking a sense of surrealism.

As time went on, foreign emissaries began to appear one after another, presenting their countries’ exotic treasures as tokens of fealty.

Lu Yu lightly traced in the air, and water streamed miraculously from his fingertip. He gently swirled it into a circle, and the space surrounded by water formed a mirror made of water.

Wu Meiniang’s beautiful face appeared in the mirror, her expression excited as Lu Yu gently rotated the mirrored surface.

Trapped in the deep palace, Wu Meiniang could see the audience of the various countries’ emissaries, such grand scenes delighting her heart, making her yearn to preside over such magnificence one day.

Seeing those exotic treasures she had never encountered before, Wu Meiniang could no longer maintain her usual dignified composure and gentleness. On the other side of the mirror, she excitedly shouted, joyously critiquing each treasure.

Among the many delegates, there was a group dressed oddly, their skin profoundly dark, their faces similar to the people of Kyushu, yet their noses were more pronounced and their eyes closer set, which made them appear less spirited.

One of them was blind, his eyes covered with a black cloth, beneath which were pure white eyeballs without a hint of darkness, indiscernible where the pupils lay.

"Take a good look with your eyes, where might the Empress of Kyushu be hidden," a young man whispered softly.

The blind man slowly nodded, his eyes alight with an eerie glow, as if strange Cursed Scripts appeared in his pure white eyeballs.

He covertly scanned his surroundings, observing the Fortune and Destiny of all the women in the hall, yet found no one who met the criteria.

Still unconvinced, he cast his gaze again towards the people in the great hall, but still, he did not find any woman with the Hidden Dragon’s aura.

However, he inadvertently noticed Lu Yu’s presence and couldn’t help but cry out in pain, startling a nearby eunuch who displayed an unhappy demeanor and scolded, "What a disgrace to cause such a clamor in the Golden Palace!"

The young man beside him quickly offered an apologetic smile, "Please forgive us, Eunuch. Our companion suffers from an eye disease, probably aggravated now, causing unbearable pain, hence the involuntary cry. I will take him out immediately."

Having said that, he quickly pulled out a small bag from his clothes and handed it to the eunuch, who discreetly opened it to find it full of gemstones. He quickly tightened the bag without showing any emotion and tucked it inside his own clothes, then slowly said to the group, "This time only, it will not happen again. This is the most sacred place in the entire Imperial Court and must be kept quiet at all times. Since there has been a transgression, take him down to rest for now. I will have someone delay your audience time."

The group immediately expressed their deep gratitude and slowly exited the great hall.

Once outside in an open area where there were no people, the young man finally spoke, "What was that all about? Don’t you know that’s the Golden Palace of the great hall? If they make an issue out of this, never mind completing the mission, whether we can even leave alive is questionable."

The blind man breathed a sigh of relief, "People often say, Kyushu is a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, today I truly saw it."

"What, did you see something?" The mention by the blind man immediately caught the young man’s attention.

"I was originally looking for the Empress, but inadvertently, I saw a man in a green robe standing in the middle of the Golden Palace, looking around the hall with great interest."

"And then?"

"Then, one of my eyes truly went blind," the blind man sighed softly.

The young man then noticed a streak of fresh blood over the blind man’s eye and involuntarily gasped.

To think that this was no ordinary eye. Since childhood, it had been cultivated through the Secret Technique, involving someone with perfect eyesight willingly blinding themselves, followed by a very painful Secret Technique that could take a decade to master.

Once mastered, these eyes could discern Heaven’s Secret, see through the Netherworld, and even break through all earthly Illusion Techniques, considered the most precious Spell within his own country. Now, just because he looked at that person one extra time in the crowd, he had gone blind in one eye, and it was not surprising that he felt terrified.

He asked anxiously, "What kind of realm is this, it’s terrifying."

The blind man thought for a moment and said, "He must be at least what the people of Kyushu call a Land Immortal, as powerful as our Divine Spirits."

The young man became even more anxious. He did not know the capabilities of a Land Immortal, but he was very clear about the power of a Divine Spirit. Thus, he looked around and asked, "He isn’t going to follow us, is he?"

"No, I only looked at him once, and he didn’t bother with me at all. Perhaps in his eyes, I am no different from the ants crawling on the ground; he simply wouldn’t care."

As the blind man spoke these words, his tone was filled with bitterness. Known as a prominent Mage in his own country, and respected for the hard-cultivated abilities of his eyes, he had received numerous praises. However, today he realized how insignificantly small he was compared to the man in the green robe, making his proud Spell seem like a joke.

Hearing this, the young man finally let out a slow breath of relief, touching his chest, he muttered, "That’s good, that’s good. If such a person were to act against us, we would probably die without a place for our bodies."

"You say it’s a ritual, but why did they have us come here to look for the Empress of Kyushu? If we accidentally provoke someone we shouldn’t, we might not be able to go back," the young man couldn’t help but complain, now fully aware of how dangerous this visit was.