Four purple cranes and a purple carriage, just like the carriage of an immortal, slowly passed by the group of Feng Feiyun.
On top of the carriage sat four maids dressed in purple with their hair tied up in a bun. Their eyes were supercilious like the servants of the gods.
The carriage didn't stop for even half a second and went straight towards the Buddhist Platform!
When Dongfang Jingshui passed by Feng Feiyun, he slightly glanced at him. Who knows if he recognized Feng Feiyun?
Perhaps he already considered him to be a passerby. After so many years, Feng Feiyun was no longer the immature brat from before. At this moment, he had an imposing appearance with a tall and straight posture. His cultivation was countless times higher than before and was far from comparable to before.
The young prodigies of the overlord level also passed by in a line. No one looked at the group of Feng Feiyun.
"So arrogant!" A guard behind Feng Feiyun coldly snorted.
Feng Feiyun thoughtfully said: "The others are all famous heroes in the world, so they naturally have the capital to be arrogant. Let us go!"
Feng Feiyun and the four guards went down the mountain and parted ways with Yu Chan at the pier. He and Lan 'er boarded an ancient ship from the Supreme Beauty Pavilion and headed towards the capital.
Before parting, Lan 'er kept on begging Feng Feiyun to go to the Supreme Beauty Pavilion. It wasn't until Feng Feiyun agreed that she happily left.
The waves on the Jin River were billowing and the ancient ship was already far away.
Feng Feiyun stood on the riverbank and couldn't calm his emotions. Shui Yueting's statue appearing at the Jin Dynasty was too much of a coincidence.
Dongfang Jingyue and Shui Yueting looked so similar, so this meant that she also looked very similar to the statue. The seniors from the Yin Gou Clan couldn't have completely ignored this point and had probably investigated the statue's origin.
The Yin Gou Clan was very powerful in the capital. This was one of the four great clans. With their power, they would definitely be able to find more clues. Maybe they could start from the Yin Gou Clan.
Feng Feiyun now had two clues:
First, Jin River Deity Temple.
Second, the Yin Gou Clan.
"Young Master Feng, you're in the limelight again today. Are you happy now?"
Wan Xiangcen came behind Feng Feiyun with two maids dressed in purple. She looked unhappy as she knew what happened on the Buddha Platform.
Feng Feiyun didn't say a word. He had no intention of answering.
"We have to keep a low profile in this trip to the divine capital. You've offended the Furious Marquis Manor and offended half of the nobles in the capital for a woman you don't have anything to do with. This isn't good for us." Xiangcen was furious.
"It's none of your business," Feng Feiyun said indifferently.
After saying this, he directly boarded the red ivory warship. The cultivators who went to the Faith Nunnery to view the statue also returned one after another. The red ivory warship was about to set sail again and head straight for the Godly Capital.
Wan Xiangcen's face was as white as snow with a frightening coldness, especially after seeing Feng Feiyun's nonchalant attitude. She felt even worse.
She felt that Feng Feiyun should have done everything according to her plan. This was the best course of action.
"Rumble!"
The red ivory warship took off.
The waves were stirred up, creating splashes more than ten meters high. They looked like floating clouds.
There was only half a day's journey from the convent to the capital. With the speed of the ship, they would arrive before nightfall.
"I just received news that Wolong Sheng has arrived at the capital and wants to meet us tonight." Xiangcen said.
Wolong Sheng was the most outstanding descendant of the Destruction Corpse Cave.
To be able to become the strongest young expert of an ancient lineage, Wolong Sheng was naturally not an ordinary character. Even though he was not at the Grand Historical level, his battle prowess at the same level was not below them.
Moreover, this person was a veteran expert and was of the same generation as the people on the Upper Historical Genius List.
Feng Feiyun asked: "Why is he in such a hurry to meet us?"
"I don't know." Xiangcen replied.
Feng Feiyun thought about the black jade box inside his spatial stone. Its evil energy was unreasonably thick. Just what did Feng Mo give to the Destruction Corpse Cave?
There were forbidden runes engraved with ghostly images. Even Feng Feiyun couldn't open it.
Central Royal Prefecture was the largest among the eight prefectures in the Jin Dynasty. Its size, spirit energy density, and population density were far superior to the other prefectures.
One Central Royal Prefecture and the other Earthchild Prefecture combined made up half of the dynasty and eighty percent of the population. The majority of sects and clans were located here, the hinterland of the central plains.
Central Royal Prefecture was divided into a total of 148 counties.
Each county was vast and boundless with billions of people living in it. Sects and clans were everywhere with countless geniuses and prodigies.
The entire Central Royal Prefecture was firmly under the control of the imperial court. There was a "prefecture lord" in each prefecture. Below each prefecture was a "prefecture lord". Below each prefecture was a "city". Below the city were the county government, ancient towns, and villages.
They were arranged in a staircase shape, firmly under the court's control.
The truth was that Central Royal Prefecture was the core of the dynasty. Even if the other seven prefectures were in chaos, as long as Central Royal Prefecture was fine, the dynasty would remain as stable as Mount Tai. That's why even though Northern Frontier, Earthchild, and Grand Southern have left the court's control, there was no tension at the capital at all. It was still bustling and prosperous, as if it was a golden age of peace.
The capital was located in the Big Dipper position of Central Royal Prefecture, also known as the "Divine County". This meant that the entire county was part of the capital.
This was the true center of the Jin Dynasty. Almost all the cultivation powers in the world had their own spies, mansions, and connections here. Cultivators from all over the world gathered here. No one could travel all over the capital. This number one city in the world was truly all-encompassing. It would be difficult to find a second place with such a gathering of cultivators in the world.
There were 300 million cultivators in Shen 'du. This was only referring to the number of cultivators in Shen' du. Outside Shen 'du, there was a huge area outside the city. It had a circumference of 10,000 miles. In total, it was the size of a county.
Outside of the city was a gathering place for those who couldn't afford to live in the city. There was also the largest slave market, beast market, and other markets in Jin. These markets occupied a vast area and were usually located outside of the city. They wouldn't gather at the capital.
Feng Feiyun got off the red ivory warship and saw the largest slave market in the world, the "Heaven's End Slave Market". At a glance, it was filled with slaves with iron chains and fetters or locked in cages. There were strong Ancient Jiang war slaves, young and beautiful female slaves, and even children and old people. There were probably tens of millions of them. There was no end in sight; it was all a slave market.
"Almost every noble in the Divine Capital has thousands of slaves. The number of slaves represents one's identity and status in the capital." Xiangcen said.
Feng Feiyun naturally knew that this world was cruel. Those without power were destined to be enslaved. Even a few powerful cultivators, if they offended someone they shouldn't, could be sold as the lowest slave.
After getting off the red ivory warship, it was the deep water pier. The Jin River flowed to this point, and it was as wide as the ocean. Countless ancient ships and warships were anchored here. Even the red ivory warships, which were rarely seen in the Grand Southern Prefecture, were anchored here with dozens of them. The water stretched for a hundred miles, and it was filled with ships with cloud sails hanging high.
Feng Feiyun finally saw the prosperity and magnificence of the capital. This was only a corner of the capital.
A bronze carriage pulled by a Qilin came from the wide road and stopped in front of Feng Feiyun's group. The old driver fearfully kneeled in front of Feng Feiyun and said: "This old servant deserves to die, this old servant deserves to die. I was late, please forgive me, Young Lord."
The Feng Clan had several hundred properties at the capital and more than ten manors. At this moment, the Feng Clan was ranked 19th in the Jin Dynasty. It was quite shameful to only have these few properties at the capital.
In the end, the Feng Clan had just been reorganized and its power hadn't spread too fast.
The old driver was the butler of one of the manors and had an intermediate Immortal Foundation cultivation. He knew that the Young Lord of the Feng Clan was coming to the capital, so he drove the carriage to greet him.
"I just arrived as well, get up." Feng Feiyun said.
Feng Feiyun and Xiangcen boarded the carriage and headed for one of the manors of the Feng Clan at the capital. The four guards and two maids were also escorted by a special carriage all the way to the capital's gate.
Finally, they were at the capital.
After entering the capital, Feng Feiyun could clearly feel an extremely powerful spirit energy rippling underground. It was as if there was a hibernating dragon or a heavenly serpent burying its corpse. The spirit energy in this area was several times denser than other places.
"This must be the legendary Dragon Vein of the capital!"
The truth was that the so-called "Dragon Vein" here was also a type of "Spirit Vein". It was just that it was much thicker than ordinary Spirit Veins and was not a real Dragon Vein.
Keep in mind that this Dragon Vein was connected to an entire continent.
The main street of the capital could accommodate dozens of qilins running side by side. This place was filled with cultivators. The ancient cities of the Grand Southern Prefecture and the capital were like fireflies compared to the bright moon. There was no comparison.
The carriage traveled for a long time and passed through many streets and gates before finally arriving at the mansion of the Feng Clan.
There were more than one hundred maids and servants waiting outside the mansion to welcome them. All of them were neatly dressed. After seeing the bronze carriage, they all kneeled on the ground to pay their respects. This was the young master of the Feng Clan, a true grand character of the clan.
This was where Feng Feiyun was staying at the capital.