Chapter 341: Chapter 341: Encountering Hu Zhou and His Son on the Return Journey
A muffled sound came from within the body of the Peach Mother Divine Mountain.
Then a tremor sensation was transmitted from the underground.
Immediately, the entire upper half of the Peach Mother Divine Mountain suddenly shook.
The next moment, the Rotten Peach Miasma that shrouded the Peach Mother Divine Mountain suddenly intensified several times, then a pink mist abruptly rose, a terrifying aura emerged suddenly, pressing down towards the lower part of the Divine Mountain.
But it was useless...
In just two breaths, the top third of the Peach Mother Divine Mountain exploded.
Mountains crumbled, rocks and debris flew everywhere.
Lu Zheng saw it clearly, the massive peach tree under the impact of hundreds of high-explosive bombs, the pink mist could only last for three breaths before being torn to pieces.
Then came the tree itself.
Splintered roots and branches shot out, the tall trunk shattered into hundreds of pieces, the leaves and peach blossoms not to mention, were almost all vaporized by the high temperature.
The terrifying aura also quickly weakened and then vanished into nothing.
The thousand-year-old Peach Tree Spirit turned to dust in the span of five breaths.
If it were any other thousand-year-old Great Demon, it would have instantly fled the moment the bombs exploded, but not the Peach Tree Spirit; its body couldn’t move, and its Divine Soul depended on the body to exist.
Isn’t this a sitting duck?
When Lu Zheng learned about its background, he had been planning this act all along; he had thought of going abroad to acquire some high-explosives to cause a landslide for her.
The initial idea was Japan, after all, the Lighthouse Country has dozens of military bases in Japan, and Japan’s annual military budget is so large, Lu Zheng might as well help consume some of it, otherwise, wouldn’t it be wasted?
Just as Lu Zheng was considering crossing the sea without leaving a trace, Lin Wan happened to be going abroad, so naturally, he went along.
He originally planned to scout the way first and cross the sea by himself next time, but coincidentally ran into some reckless soldiers from the Lighthouse Country, which aroused Lin Wan’s interest, so they went ahead without needing another trip.
An occasional incident probably wouldn’t arouse the other side’s suspicion.
So here they were.
"How is this not spectacular, it’s simply spectacular!"
Lu Zheng held a camera, crouched behind a large stone, dodged the flying debris and splinters, and continued filming the scene in front of him as a memento.
"Buzz!"
A total of four hundred and sixty-one strands of Light of Fortune were credited, the largest single haul since Lu Zheng crossed over.
"Awesome!"
Then more scattered strands of Light of Fortune flowed into the Jade Seal, likely from other cultivators on the Peach Mother Divine Mountain; Lu Zheng had no idea how many he’d eliminated this time.
"Could it be that I’ve directly taken down the forces of the Peach Mother Divine Mountain?"
...
The flying stones and splinters gradually fell from the sky, and the shockwaves from the explosions began to subside, with the mushroom cloud in the sky slowly dissipating.
Lu Zheng packed away the camera, then performed the Earth Travel Technique again, diving underneath the Peach Mother Divine Mountain to collect all the bomb remnants he could find into his gourd.
After completely erasing all traces of modern explosives, Lu Zheng emerged above ground and took a stroll around the Peach Mother Divine Mountain.
Found nothing...
Finding nothing meant he discovered neither valuable relics nor any traces of living creatures.
...
With the threat eliminated, he felt light as a feather!
Lu Zheng descended from the Peach Mother Divine Mountain and headed back the way he came, quickly passing by several villages and strongholds organizing to head towards the Peach Mother Divine Mountain.
Lu Zheng didn’t stop either, passing the villages, he continued heading northeast, preparing to return to the Lingnan Dao of the Great Jing Dynasty.
Just then, a voice sounded.
"Younger Brother Lu?"
"Hmm?"
Lu Zheng suddenly turned around to see several figures descending from the sky, led by Hu Yijun and his son Hu Zhou.
"Master!" Hu Zhou stepped forward in two strides and bowed deeply to Lu Zheng.
"Get up, get up!" Lu Zheng extended a hand to help Hu Zhou up, chuckling. "What a coincidence!"
"Master, why didn’t you visit Dingfeng Mountain when you came to the Southern Border?" Hu Zhou asked.
Lu Zheng first greeted Hu Yijun with a cupped fist and said, "Greetings, Brother Hu!"
Then he nodded to the three men behind Hu Yijun before turning to Hu Zhou with a smile, "This time I had a sudden matter to attend to in the Southern Border, just me alone, so I didn’t think to come by. I was planning to take Qingyan for a trip here around late spring."
Finding a pretext is quite simple, isn’t it?
"Master, you have business?" Hu Zhou’s eyes lit up.
"It’s already done," Lu Zheng said.
"Oh." Hu Zhou’s shoulders slumped.
Lu Zheng couldn’t help but smile, patting Hu Zhou’s shoulder, then turned to ask Hu Yijun, "Are you out for something too?"
Hu Yijun nodded with a smile, "Also out visiting friends, we’re heading back."
He then laughed heartily and invited, "Running into you, Younger Brother Lu, is fate. Why not come stay with us for a couple of days, it’ll be easier for you next time you visit."
"Exactly!" Hu Zhou nodded repeatedly.
Since they met, with Hu Yijun and his son warmly inviting him, there was no reason for Lu Zheng to refuse. He replied with a smile, "Then I shall impose upon you!"
"Younger Brother Lu is Master Xiaozhou, we’re all family, no need for formalities! Let’s go!"
Hu Yijun laughed heartily, then waved his big hand, a gust of wind rose from the ground, lifting Lu Zheng, Hu Zhou, and the three followers into the air, flying towards the southeast.
...
This was Lu Zheng’s first time experiencing the sensation of flying amidst the winds.
Which is... not much of a sensation.
They say riding the winds; in fact, Hu Yijun enveloped them with True Qi, at most, they could feel a gentle breeze, and there was perhaps a slightly soft, insubstantial feeling underfoot.
Lu Zheng felt as though he were stepping on a soft carpet, wrapped in a layer of wind-shielding True Qi, speeding along the way. Under this layer of True Qi, he didn’t even feel weightlessness or gravitational acceleration.
What can I say? Newton just doesn’t govern the Xianxia World.
Flying is simply faster than running on the ground, especially riding the winds with Hu Yijun.
So, in just over half an hour, they flew for nearly a thousand miles, arriving at the realm of Dingfeng Mountain.
Along the way, Hu Zhou continuously recounted to Lu Zheng the various interesting stories and new friends he made in the realm of Dingfeng Mountain, his spirit lively, expression joyful.
"Looks like you’re doing well here!" Lu Zheng laughed heartily, patting Hu Zhou on the shoulder, "Good! Good!"
Then he teased, "Have you taken a fancy to any girl, so your dad can arrange a marriage for you?"
Hu Zhou froze upon hearing this, his eyes flustered, face suddenly turning red.
Lu Zheng blinked, he was just joking casually, could there really be a situation?
Hu Yijun laughed heartily as he heard, "Younger Brother Lu, you’re truly a Daoist Oracle! I’m taking him to Feixiong Mountain this time to propose!"