315: Chapter 315 Got a Cow

In an instant, the slight dizziness from the spatial displacement faded, and the scene before his eyes suddenly opened up.

The first thing he felt wasn't a towering palace, but a heavy, omnipresent aura.

It was as if he were at the core of an invisible force field; the air had become thick, containing an indescribable majesty and pressure.

Looking up, Su Mo saw a colossal structure before him that could not be described as a mere palace—it was a palace complex that could be called a city.

The high walls were built from a type of giant stone with a dull golden luster, standing a hundred zhang tall and stretching beyond the horizon. Banners fluttered atop the walls, and dragon shadows seemed to coil around them.

Inside the city walls, halls and pavilions were lined up in rows, with flying eaves and bracket sets piercing the sky. The height of many main halls even exceeded the outer walls, rising up like mountain peaks.

Most prominent were nine giant towers in the deepest part of the palace city, arranged in a Formation of nine dragons guarding the center. Their spires vanished into the dense, seven-colored clouds, where the Imperial Dao Dragon Qi and Dynasty Luck gathered so densely they almost solidified, forming a faint golden halo that enveloped the entire palace city and dyed the sky with a layer of noble gold.

This was not a residence; it was a terrifying behemoth crouching on the earth, breathing in and out the fortune of the nation.

"Fellow Daoist Su, this way please."

Immortal Emperor's voice rang out at the right time. He wore a proper smile, but there was a faint, undetectable scrutiny in his eyes as he observed Su Mo's reaction.

Su Mo's expression remained normal. He even took a few extra looks at the Nine Dragon Towers with great interest before nodding and saying:

"The Huangji Immortal Dynasty truly lives up to its reputation."

The three of them walked inward along an incredibly wide White Jade Imperial Path that could accommodate dozens of riders abreast.

On both sides of the imperial path, a golden-armored guard stood every ten steps. They were motionless, their auras connected, faintly forming a military Formation that exuded a pervasive killing intent.

The further they went, the stronger the invisible pressure became, and the Immortal Qi flowing in the air carried a tamed and heavy quality.

Fu Tianming, who had been silently following behind Su Mo, frowned almost imperceptibly under his black robe.

He quietly sent a voice transmission to Su Mo, his voice lacking its usual arrogance and gaining a hint of gravity:

"Little friend, this place... is not right. This entire palace city is built upon the largest dragon vein node, the gathering place of the entire Huangji Immortal Dynasty's Luck. If they were to suddenly attack, the two of us would truly be trapped here."

He paused and added:

"Of course, it wouldn't be hard for this seat to leave here if I didn't care about the cost, but you..."

The corner of Su Mo's mouth curled almost imperceptibly as he transmitted back in a relaxed tone:

"Oh? A grand Golden Immortal powerhouse, and you're already feeling timid before even meeting the main person?"

Fu Tianming reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, immediately transmitting a rebuttal, though he somehow lacked confidence:

"Who's timid?! When this seat roamed the Yuqing Heaven, I saw plenty of such displays! It's just that I've only recently come out of the Seal and haven't fully recovered; I can't even exert ten or twenty percent of my strength... Hmph, if I were at my peak, I could turn this damn palace city to dust with a flick of my finger!"

"Speaking of the Seal."

Su Mo brought it up casually, sounding curious:

"I've never asked, how did you end up being sealed back then? With your status as a Golden Immortal, there probably aren't many in this realm who could Seal you, right?"

Fu Tianming's voice transmission suddenly stalled, then became filled with an irrepressible violence and malice, along with an indescribable frustration:

"Hmph! If it weren't for that bitch teaming up with outsiders, how could this seat have fallen! Sooner or later, I will..."

Listening to him, the smile on Su Mo's face deepened, carrying a hint of understanding and mischief as he transmitted:

"Oh—so that's how it is. So you were cuckolded."

"I wasn't! No, I didn't!"

Su Mo knew when to stop and didn't provoke him further, but the smile in his eyes grew even stronger.

It seemed this Fallen Immortal Golden Immortal also had quite a story.

Under the guidance of Immortal Emperor, they passed through several palace gates. The further in they went, the stricter the guards became, and the fluctuations of the Formations became more subtle and powerful.

Finally, they arrived before an exceptionally luxurious and grand hall.

The hall used nine-colored glazed tiles for its roof and white jade for its steps. Two lifelike and terrifyingly majestic golden pillars with coiled dragons stood at the entrance. The hall doors were wide open, and the light inside was bright, yet it seemed to be separated by a layer of water, making it impossible to see clearly.

"Imperial Father is already waiting in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Fellow Daoist Su, please."

Immortal Emperor stepped aside.

Su Mo straightened his sleeves and stepped inside composedly.

The interior of the hall was extremely spacious, with a floor so polished it reflected the countless night pearls and gems embedded in the ceiling like a river of stars.

On both sides were curling incense burners, burning Ambergris Spirit-Calming Incense worth a thousand gold.

And in the depths of the hall, atop nine high steps, Emperor Zhao Yuan sat peacefully in a wide, red-gold throne carved with a pattern of Nine Dragons Fighting for a Pearl.

He was dressed in casual attire, his face calm, playing with a warm jade pendant in his hand, seemingly not intentionally releasing any pressure.

But that aura of one who had long held a high position and controlled millions of miles of territory, along with the majestic breath of the Peak Profound Immortal that faintly resonated with the surrounding palace Dragon Qi, naturally filled the entire hall.

Seeing the two of them enter, Zhao Yuan did not stand up.

He merely lifted his eyelids and swept his gaze over them plainly. It lingered slightly on Su Mo's face before falling on Fu Tianming behind him, with a very fine, sharp probe flashing deep in his eyes.

Fu Tianming's black robe moved slightly; he was quite displeased with Zhao Yuan's posture of not rising to greet them.

A mere Profound Immortal, even if he was the master of a Dynasty, should maintain basic etiquette before a Golden Immortal, let alone when they were guests.

Su Mo naturally felt this subtle atmosphere as well. The smile on his face remained unchanged, but he secretly shook his head.

It seemed this Emperor was already prepared to drop all pretenses.

Looking at the composed Su Mo below the dais, Zhao Yuan showed a faint smile that seemed gentle but was actually condescending, and spoke first, his voice echoing in the hall:

"Little Friend Su, hearing about you is not as good as meeting you; you truly are a young talent."

Su Mo acted as if he didn't hear that faint sense of looking down. He very naturally cupped his hands with a bright smile:

"Your Majesty overpraises me. You are also old but full of vigor. Managing such a large Immortal Dynasty so orderly is not easy."

When the words 'old but full of vigor' reached his ears, the smile on Zhao Yuan's face stiffened slightly. A cold light flashed deep in his eyes, his smile faded a bit, and his tone turned cold:

"Let's skip the small talk. That half of the dragon seal jade seal in Little Friend Su's hand must have been obtained from my dear brother, Zhao He, right? Where is he now?"

Su Mo tilted his head and thought for a moment, then realized:

"Oh, you mean that old man? So he's your brother. That's right, he gave me the jade Seal."

He paused and, under Zhao Yuan's suddenly sharp gaze, continued in a matter-of-fact tone:

"He also said that he is the legitimate successor, that he was harmed by your usurpation back then, and now he wants to pass the throne's Legacy to me. This dragon seal jade seal is the token. I saw that his time was short and he was very sincere, so I reluctantly agreed. Your Majesty, look... when will you return this throne to me?"

"Presumptuous!"

An angry shout rang out like a clap of thunder. It wasn't Zhao Yuan who spoke, but Immortal Emperor standing to the side. His face was flushed red as he pointed at Su Mo:

"You ignorant brat, how dare you talk such nonsense here! The dragon seal jade seal is the heirloom treasure of my imperial family. Since when did it become your property! Hand over the jade Seal immediately, and perhaps Imperial Father will take pity on your young ignorance and spare your life!"