128: Chapter 128 What did I come here to do?

"Where the hell did I get sent? Is this still the Nine Provinces?"

Xie Feng climbed up from the ground and spat a mouthful of sand out of his mouth.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch. The last time this happened was during the Transmigration."

Tu Ziguan also covered his head and shook it.

The Third Princess and her attendants didn't seem to be with them; only Lu Mingyuan came to this ghost place together with the two of them.

"You two, it seems we have arrived at a strange place?"

The three of them got up and looked around.

Although the surrounding scenery was very familiar, there was a trace of difference.

"This seems to be within the territory of Yongzhou? Did it bring us back?"

Looking at the climate and architecture around him, Lu Mingyuan made a rough judgment.

Adobe houses, poplars, and the edge of the desert—this was indeed the border area of southern Yongzhou close to the Northern Wasteland. They actually got thrown back here.

Xie Feng didn't talk nonsense.

Anyway, it must be some master at work.

The Third Princess was not nearby, Xu Liujing was not nearby, and Zhou Jinglan was not nearby. This showed that the teleportation deviation on the flying boat was not evenly distributed; someone interfered with the teleportation midway, throwing passengers from different positions to different coordinates.

Xie Feng had Lu Mingyuan point the direction, then picked up Tu Ziguan's belt with one hand and Lu Mingyuan's back collar with the other. Infusing his legs with Fourth Realm Spiritual Qi, he soared directly into the air and flew toward the direction of the Yongzhou prefecture.

In mid-air, Tu Ziguan gesticulated wildly as he took out a foldable Spiritual Qi board, but Xie Feng ignored him.

The Yongzhou prefecture was not far away.

When Xie Feng landed at the gate of the prefectural yamen, the guards at the gate were startled by this combination descending from the sky.

He put the two down, straightened his cloak, unclipped the jade tablet with the official seal of the Third Rank from his waist, and walked straight into the gate of the prefectural yamen, calmly reporting his identity and purpose in a steady tone.

"Quickly, I want to see the local commander. We got separated from the Third Princess."

Then he was driven out by the yamen runners.

Two yamen runners blocked the entrance, looking at him as if they were looking at a charlatan from the Jianghu with poor acting skills.

"No, bro, I'm a third-rank official, and you're just blocking me like this?"

Tu Ziguan also came over, feeling a bit curious.

"I told you your official rank is fake."

"Screw you, it's normal that they don't believe it."

So Xie Feng raised the jade tablet and asked again, saying that he wanted to see the officials of the prefectural yamen, that he was Xie Feng, an Inner Sect Disciple of the Qingyun Sect in Qingzhou, holding a titular Third Rank officially conferred by Your Majesty, and the royal crest on the jade tablet was clear as day.

A yamen runner sneered and waved his hand for him to leave quickly, saying that he was impersonating a court official at the gate of the Yongzhou prefectural yamen, and considering his raving nonsense, if he persisted, he would be imprisoned according to the law.

The first thought that popped into Xie Feng's mind was that the people of the Tianque Sect were playing tricks behind his back again, spreading his glorious deeds in Ziping Cave to Yongzhou, causing the local officials here to refuse to acknowledge his titular Third Rank.

Xie Feng took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and asked if they knew Emperor Zhou Weixi.

The yamen runner frowned and retorted:

"Who is Emperor Zhou Weixi?"

So brave? Do you not want your nine familial generations anymore?

Lu Mingyuan seemed to have sensed something, and Xie Feng also realized something was wrong.

"The sixteenth emperor, Emperor Zhou Weixi?"

The yamen runner was stunned for a moment, then a look of "does this guy have a mental illness" appeared on his face. He cursed at them twice and slammed the door shut heavily.

When the heavy vermillion-lacquered gate closed, it emitted a very muffled thud.

Xie Feng stood at the entrance, his blind cane tapping against the bluestone steps, the expression on his face frozen.

From inside the door came the fading mutters of the yamen runner:

"His present Majesty has only ascended the throne for more than two months. This year is under the rule of The Tenth Emperor; where did a sixteenth come from?"

Tu Ziguan's voice came from behind: "The Tenth Emperor? Isn't that—"

Xie Feng slowly turned around, the three-lobed pupils beneath his veil contracting at an extremely fast frequency.

The Tenth Emperor was the person who initiated changing the color of the dragon robe, unifying the flying boat specifications, inviting the yellow sign into the royal family, and allowing The King in Yellow to officially gain a foothold in the Nine Provinces.

Emperor Zhou Weixi was the sixteenth, and the era they were currently in was the tenth.

They had been flung five or six hundred years away by the Spacetime Gate.

The problem was that Xie Feng couldn't open the door to go back!

Xie Feng's door was just like India's missiles; only the starting point could be determined, and nobody knew where the destination was!

Lu Mingyuan was from a Sect after all. Although his face was a bit pale, he was still the fastest to calm down.

Xie Feng remembered the scene he saw before losing consciousness on the flying boat.

Moreover, Xie Feng couldn't figure out right now who had made him come over.

Although he could rely on ancestor Jiahao's Amaterasu to teleport directly back to the modern Northern Continent, if Yog-Sothoth had brought him over, then he had to finish the job.

Xie Feng slammed his blind cane onto the ground and took a deep breath.

Fine, since we've arrived, let's go with it.

Regardless of whether Yog-Sothoth or Nyarlathotep threw him back hundreds of years and for what purpose, he needed to find a foothold first, and then find the Third Princess.

She was thrown down from a higher position and might have landed at a different time and space point.

The most urgent task now was to survive in this era and then find a way back.

He turned to the two of them and summarized the information he had just heard from the yamen runner's mouth.

The three of them stood on the steps outside the Yongzhou prefectural yamen, looking at each other in dismay.

"So what are we going to do now?"

Tu Ziguan was a bit stunned.

"If we want to go back, we have to find someone who knows magic. If it's hundreds of years ago, we either go to Ranhuo City to find Master Huo, or go to the imperial city to find the emperor. As for the Spacetime Gate, The King in Yellow should be able to help out."

Xie Feng slowly pointed to the yellow sign on his neck.

Lu Mingyuan nodded.

Xie Feng suddenly stared at Lu Mingyuan.

"What is it, Senior Brother Xie?"

"Nothing, let's leave Yongzhou first and find a route to the imperial city."

"Alright."

"Alright."

For such a long distance, the three of them couldn't keep flying because their Spiritual Qi was insufficient. They boarded Tu Ziguan's Spiritual Qi hoverboard and headed out of the city along the main road.

After leaving the town for more than twenty miles, they reached the desolate outskirts.

Suddenly, Xie Feng and Tu Ziguan put away their Spiritual Qi hoverboard. Tu Ziguan pulled out a modified colt Python.

As for Xie Feng, the aura of chaos on his body surged violently.

"Ngl grip naf darkness, destroy hup"

The Grasp of Nyogtha Spell was already primed and ready, tightly pressing down on Lu Mingyuan's heart.

"What's wrong, Senior Brother Xie, Senior Brother Tu? What is the meaning of this? Aren't we fellow Disciples? Are you going to move against me?"

Lu Mingyuan was horrified.

"Are you feigning ignorance or are you truly an idiot?"

Tu Ziguan had already squeezed the trigger.

Xie Feng stood aside, finished chanting the Spell, and his three eyes stared fixedly at Lu Mingyuan.

"You, a Third Realm Disciple, can hear the name of The King in Yellow without being shielded? You can even see the yellow sign on my body? Even Tu Wu couldn't see it when the shield was up. Even if time travel made the shield ineffective, you don't feel any mental impact at all when you see the yellow sign? What? Are you The King in Yellow?"

Hearing this, the panic on Lu Mingyuan's face disappeared.

"I knew this kind of concealment was unreliable. I should have laid everything out directly back then."

"What are you rambling about? Speak! Who on earth are you?"

Tu Ziguan aimed the muzzle at Lu Mingyuan's forehead.

Lu Mingyuan looked somewhat helpless and looked at Xie Feng.

"Hello, I am the 'Dragon at the End of the World'. Long time no see. Can you stop this guy, 'I will simp for Yog-Sothoth for a lifetime'?"