Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 302 - 301: A New Life on Dragon Tiger Mountain

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Chapter 302: Chapter 301: A New Life on Dragon Tiger Mountain

After the young boy across from him cried himself out, he stopped sobbing.

Only then did he close the Divination Book and start speaking clearly: "Dragon Tiger Mountain has many disciples. There, you will meet many peers your age, and you can make new friends."

"Mmm." Shen Chen replied, worn out from crying.

No matter how many new friends he made, they could never be Ah Zhi and the others...

Pei Wanmu gazed at him: "Let it go, you will come to understand. No banquet in the world lasts forever. Reunion is relative; ultimately, one must part. Since you have become my disciple, once you reach Dragon Tiger Mountain, I will guide you in Martial Arts, so please learn earnestly."

One divination in his fate indicated he wouldn’t live past thirty.

It would be good to leave behind a successor. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

The life pattern of a solitary misfit star is said to span at least eighty years.

Truly, it’s like that saying: ’troublemakers endure for centuries’~

In the following days, Pei Wanmu and Shen Chen engaged in discussions on academic topics.

"Gongyang Zhuan", "Gu Liang Zhuan", "Er Ya", "Classic of Filial Piety"...

If Ah Zhi were there, upon hearing these, she would definitely shout, "I won’t listen, I won’t listen, my head hurts."

...

Shen Chen thought they would travel in the carriage all the way to Dragon Tiger Mountain, but after a few days, the mode of transport was no longer a carriage.

It was a large bird.

The State Preceptor said this large bird was called a Wen Wu.

It was the largest bird Shen Chen had ever seen.

At sunset, the pale yellow sun, like the yolk of a duck egg, lingered on the mountain top, reluctant to set.

The colorful clouds in the sky reflected a red hue over half the sky, a flock of birds flew towards the forest from the mountain top.

A large white bird hovered in the valley air, its form resembling a Phoenix, its long feathered tail swaying in the air. The pale yellow sun on its pristine feathers made it look even more like a Phoenix.

The massive Wen Wu could carry two people soaring through the sky.

Trained, it could entirely follow Pei Wanmu’s command, making the journey ahead much faster.

The next day.

The solemn coachman in black attire drove the carriage away.

Wen Wu carried Pei Wanmu and Shen Chen as they hurried along their journey.

Winds howled past their ears, and white clouds slowly swept backward before their eyes.

It was Shen Chen’s first experience witnessing the power of a flying bird, and also his first time riding one.

His eyes were filled with wonder.

Beside him, Pei Wanmu was unfazed, accustomed to traveling with such mounts: "Once your Qinggong improves, you can independently travel with it."

This statement ignited the boy’s fierce determination beside him; he was determined to master Qinggong well.

With Wen Wu, the journey sped up considerably.

Five days later, they arrived at Dragon Tiger Mountain.

What met their eyes was the endless stretch of overlapping peaks and lush green mountains.

Hovering mid-air above the mountains, they saw the towering peaks reaching up to the sky, an impressive mountain indeed. Its roots spreading beneath the earth, its summit connecting to the heavens. Viewed from afar, it seemed to sever the scattered clouds, seen up close it seemed to swallow the bright moon.

Wen Wu flew down from the sky, and with about twenty meters to the ground, Pei Wanmu said: "Hold on, we’ve arrived."

He then embraced the unsuspecting Shen Chen, leaped down, and like a falling stone, landed gently rotating in a circle, gracefully reaching the ground.

Noble and elegant, like cutting and polishing jade, his movements were graceful.

The left couplet by the gate: With a roar, wind rises in the valley; the right couplet: As apes howl, the moon falls at the mountain’s waist.

Dragon Tiger Mountain.

The three large characters were magnificently inscribed in gold font on a black plaque, hanging prominently.

The blue sky, white clouds, light mist, green trees, gray-white mountains, steep cliffs, peaks piercing into the clouds.

Yet atop this mountain, there existed another world.