Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 303: 38: The Crown Prince Returns, Lord of Yan’s Imperial Decree

Translator: 549690339

As the current imperial capital of Yan Country, Nanyu Prefecture is filled with talented people and possesses extraordinary geographical features. In recent years, a lot of spiritual veins have been dredged, turning the territory into a prosperous land of Yan Country. More and more cultivators have flocked to the area.

In the Yan Hall, Song Zhishu helplessly said to the middle-aged man in purple clothes, the old woman with white hair, and the few young cultivators behind them – three men and one woman – :

“Since you two are unwilling to reveal the details of the incident in Western State, why not introduce yourselves first so I can get to know you better.” The white-haired old woman spoke first, calmly saying:

“My name is Su Li, the leader of the twelve Sword Servants of Yan Country. Five hundred years ago, I served as Ancestor Yan Zu’s maid and slayed countless demons. I’ve been stuck at the peak of the Rebirth Realm for several hundred years.”

“Sword Servant?”

Song Zhishu muttered softly. Hearing these words, it seemed to be true.

Especially in terms of cultivation, it did not seem like a lie.

“Five hundred years ago, before Ancestor Yan Zu became famous throughout the world, Granny Su Li was already his confidante. No one can match her seniority.” A beautiful woman beside her said.

Upon hearing this, Song Zhishu looked at the old woman known as Granny Su Li.

Although the old woman’s face was full of wrinkles, one could still see a trace of youthfulness from the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, which vaguely indicated that she was once a beauty.

Subsequently, the middle-aged man in purple clothes also spoke, saying indifferently:

“I am one of the thirty-six Yan generals who served Ancestor Yan Zu, Yan

General Yang Biao of the Western State. I’ve been stationed in the Western

State for hundreds of years. My cultivation is more or less the same as Granny’s, but I am a little younger.”

Upon learning of their identities, Song Zhishu stared and asked:

“If both of you are top senior figures in the Yan Country, why didn’t you take action when the Yan Country was on the verge of collapsing?

“Is there something more important than the collapse of the country?”

“Not only is it more important than the collapse of the Yan Country, but it is also a hundred times more important. The matter relates to the safety of this world.”

The middle-aged man called Yang Biao had a solemn expression on his face.

Song Zhishu suddenly stopped speaking, as he had no idea what the middle-aged man in purple was referring to.

Granny Su Li indifferently said, “Ancestor Yan Zu foresaw this catastrophe and dispatched us to guard the four corners of the world to prevent the arrival of the Great Epoch.”

“Not just you, are there others as well?”

Sensing something, Song Zhishu asked in surprise.

“It is natural. There are Yan generals stationed in the Northern State, Southern State, and the archipelago of the East Sea. Without the Yan generals, these territories would have probably descended into chaos long ago.”

“Can the Yan generals be summoned back?”

Song Zhishu asked. If he could borrow the power of these two people, and even the other Yan generals, perhaps they could overthrow the Xia Country.

“The Yan generals only obey the Lord of Yan country.”

Granny Su Li calmly replied.

Song Zhishu sighed, “If the Yan generals had not left the Yan Country and stayed in Yan City, the country might not have collapsed, and the world could have supported it for a longer time. What kind of orders did Ancestor Yan Zu give you back then, that made you guard the four seas for more than a hundred years?”

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, the flowing qi in Nanyu Prefecture surged, and the white immortal dragon formed by national fortune awoke, as if to welcome the arrival of someone.

The common people and cultivators looked up cautiously.

“The Royal Crown Prince has returned!”

Song Zhishu exclaimed joyfully.

Granny Su Li and Yang Biao looked at each other, seeing the anticipation in each other’s eyes.

What kind of person is the current Lord of Yan country?

A streak of light flashed across the sky.

A figure appeared, it was Zhao Huai who had returned. At this moment, a lively little girl was following him.

With his arrival, the flowing qi of the Yan Country rose once again, and the increasing perpetuation constantly fed back, allowing Zhao Huai’s cultivation to rise rapidly.

The national fortune returned to its rightful place, and the white dragon soared in the sky.

Yan Country instantly had a backbone. After all, every group of dragons must have a leader, and the role of the leader was undoubtedly crucial.

Zhao Huai descended to the ground and arrived at the entrance of Yan Hall’s manor.

The Dragon Riders of the Yan on both sides immediately knelt down and saluted:

“We’ve seen the Royal Crown Prince!”

“We’ve seen the Royal Crown Prince!”

Zhao Huai nodded slightly, pushed open the door, saw familiar faces, as well as strange ones.

On the eaves of the corridor, there were white silk decorations. It seemed that it was not long since Song Heqing died, and these decorations had not been removed yet.

“Your Highness, you’ve finally returned!”

Song Zhishu was the first to come forward to greet him, with a look of surprise and joy on his face that did not fade for a long time.

During the days when the Crown Prince was absent, he had been worried about making mistakes every day. Just dealing with the old woman and the middle-aged man had already troubled him enough.

Interfering in the direction and policy of the country’s affairs was a taboo, something he would never dare to touch.

Zhao Huai stood straight with his hands behind his back, looking at the middle-aged man in purple clothes, the white-haired old woman, and the young cultivators behind them.

“We’ve seen the Lord.”

They all bowed simultaneously. “Who are they?”

“Your Highness, they are…”

Song Zhishu immediately introduced them, recounting the recent events and the identities of these people.

“The subordinates of Ancestor Yan Zu, Sword Servant and Yan General?” Zhao Huai stared at the two in surprise.

No wonder Ancestor Yan Zu didn’t leave any powerful cultivators to guard Yan Country; he had dispatched all the old people from five hundred years ago to guard the entrances.

The young palace maids and spirited sergeants of the past had turned into old men and women of today.

“Could it be that there are more entrances to the Immortal World than the Illusory Southern Sea?”

Zhao Huai frowned.

Although Song Zhishu wasn’t aware of the events that took place in the Western State, Zhao Huai had already learned some news from Spiritual Mountains.

Upon hearing Zhao Huai’s words, Granny Su Li and Yang Biao were slightly taken aback..