Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 443 - 303 Otherworld Scenery

Chapter 443 -303 Otherworld Scenery

Looking at the towering and sturdy dock castle before him, Zhao Sheng’s eyes flickered slightly, having heard from Mo Ye that it was Mo Family Castle, he had thought it would be quite backward, but what lay before him was almost a bustling county town.

As several people arrived at the gate, a troop of Mo Family Guards immediately came to greet them.

“Young Master, you’ve finally returned safely. The castle lord has been worried sick. Would you quickly go to see him?”

A tall and burly man finished speaking and then, with a puzzled look, asked, “Young Master, is this the reinforcement you invited back?”

“This is a long story; you hurry back and notify my father that a distinguished guest has arrived, and ask him to open the main hall to receive us,” Mo Ye quickly instructed the man and then respectfully gestured for Zhao Sheng to enter.

Seeing the Young Master treat the person before him with such reverence, the Mo Family Guards naturally dared not have any more doubts and immediately pushed open the castle doors.

The tall, burly man also hurriedly sprinted towards the city.

Zhao Sheng followed Mo Ye and the other three into the dock castle; his Divine Sense spread out and instantly enveloped the entire dock castle.

The complete view of Mo Family Castle instantly emerged in Zhao Sheng’s mind.

The castle covered an area of about ten miles, with the outermost perimeter mostly comprising simple wooden huts made of straw and coarse wood.

The farther one went inside, the better the scale and quality of buildings, with a section in the middle already replaced by ordinary residences made of brick and stone, while at the very center of the dock castle was an area completely built from giant stones of black and white, rugged in shape yet substantial.

At the center of this core group of buildings was a rather wide square, on which stood a sturdy and heavy Black Stone Hall, heavily guarded all around, with guards mostly at least as strong as Innate Martial Artists.

Beyond that, a conspicuous gold-lettered White Tower stood in front of the hall, its stone surface engraved with densely packed ancient symbols, seemingly native runes of the Mingye Realm.

Zhao Sheng keenly sensed that there was a huge invisible Vortex at the White Tower, constantly gathering the surrounding nature’s spiritual energy.

Oh?

It seems the White Tower holds some interesting items within.

Zhao Sheng’s eyes flickered, he retracted his Divine Sense and surveyed his surroundings; the road under his feet was solid and even, made of large and small rocks filled in with fine loam.

Along the way, all residents, young and old, were in shabby clothes, their faces yellow and their bodies thin.

The residents of Mo Family Castle, upon seeing Mo Ye and others, either knelt down in awe or scurried behind walls inside their houses like startled mice.

To this sight, the three, including Mo Ye, seemed to have grown accustomed, passing by with an air of course.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng gained an initial understanding of the customs and strict social hierarchy of the Mingye Realm.

Interestingly, he noted that there were extremely few elders in Mo Family Castle, yet there were surprisingly many children under the age of ten, almost in groups.

A bunch of dark little mud monkeys, bare and snotty, hid under the corners of walls, stealing glances here with awe and envy in their eyes.

Whenever Zhao Sheng turned his eyes towards them, these children would scatter like frightened, running away.

Zhao Sheng, seeing this, slightly curved his lips up, his gaze piercing through thin dirt walls, observing various crude pieces of furniture.

In stark contrast, however, each household had specially cleared out a room for enshrining a splendid and beautiful shrine.

Some wealthier households even maintained life-sized terracotta figurines within their shrines.

These terracotta figurines!…

Just then, Mo Ye suddenly bowed to Zhao Sheng, saying, “My lord, please follow me this way!”

Zhao Sheng nodded as his Divine Sense had already spotted some lavishly dressed people coming out from the Mo Family’s main hall.

Mo Ye said to the two guards beside him, “You two cousins have protected me all the way, and it has been tough. Now that we are home, you should go and rest and heal.”

The two Innate Guards nodded and each turned to leave.

“My lord, my father is waiting in the main hall; let’s go see him first,” Mo Ye pointed towards the largest Black Stone Stone Hall in the distance, happily saying.

“Now that I am at your home, it is natural to meet the esteemed castle master. Lead the way,” Zhao Sheng casually smiled.

Just now his Divine Sense had already covered the entire dock castle; there were roughly twenty thousand people in Mo Family Castle, only about twenty to thirty had Innate Cultivation, and only three were Qi Refining Cultivators; the red-faced elder in front of the main hall, at the Qi Refining Eighth Layer, must be Mo Family Castle Master.

Zhao Sheng’s mind stirred,

Mo Ye felt suddenly weightless under his feet and instinctively followed behind Zhao Sheng, soaring towards the Black Stone Hall.

Within one breath, they gently landed in front of the hall door, facing four astounded elders in lavish garb two yards away.

“My lord, your presence at Mo Family Castle is a great fortune for my entire Mo Family! I, Mo Kan, along with my clansmen, humbly welcome your esteemed presence!”

Upon seeing Zhao Sheng arriving aloft, Mo Kan, Mo Family Castle Master, instantly changed color, stepped forward instinctively, and knelt down, nearly performing a full kowtow.

The three elders behind him also hurried forward and knelt to pay respects.

“Rise,”

Zhao Sheng said as he waved his long sleeve, a strong force surged and instantly lifted the four people from the ground.

From Mo Kan’s abject demeanor, it was clear how strict and severe the rules and hierarchy of the Mingye Realm were.

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“Father,” Mo Ye respectfully called out.

“Mo Ye, it’s good you returned safely. Is there anything you did during the trip that might have offended our lord? Were there any disrespectful words toward our lord?” Mo Kan, with a solemn expression, asked seriously.