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"Move aside, move aside!"
In the capital of the Lu State, on the streets of Ying City, a woman was galloping on horseback, her long whip cracking through the air as she drove away those in her path. It was astonishing not only that she was a woman but also that no one attempted to stop her.
This was the capital of the No Lu Kingdom, not some small nation like Liu Xia. If it were Liu Xia's capital, it would be common for the daughters of high officials and generals to ride through the streets, and the common folk would have learned to avoid them. But No Lu Kingdom was different; Mok Ming Academy lay just outside Ying City, a place that all Easterners yearned for as their Holy Land.
Smaller nations often went to great lengths to send their heirs to Mok Ming Academy's Outer Court, hoping to gain prestige and strengthen their authority upon returning home. The princes who graduated from Mok Ming Academy were generally capable leaders, making them highly sought after.
The aspirations of self-cultivation, family harmony, state governance, and peace in Tiandong were shared by all students at Fei Tian Dong. For many, Mok Ming Academy represented a stepping stone to achieving those dreams. Every month, every day, countless students flocked to Ying City from all corners of the World of Mortals, eager to shine in the upcoming College Entrance Examination and secure a place in the academy for further study.
However, tomorrow, that woman galloping through the streets puzzled many. No one had ever witnessed such reckless behavior in Ying City, especially not from a woman. Even the patrolling soldiers on the side of the road were at a loss about what to do.
If they intervened and she turned out to be someone from the palace or academy, it would be problematic. But if they didn't intervene and an accident occurred? They found themselves in a dilemma. Perhaps it would be better to pretend not to see her. The patrolling soldiers thought this way, unaware that those following closely behind them shared similar thoughts. They allowed the arrogant woman to ride until she reached a corner where she turned her horse onto another street.
The soldiers stationed at the corner watched as she and her horse disappeared into the distance, relieved they hadn't stopped her. It was clear she was headed toward the academy; she must be one of its disciples.
Just as the patrolling soldiers felt fortunate for not having intercepted her, trouble struck.
The woman riding at full speed had completely overlooked a small boy who appeared to be around six or seven years old standing in the middle of the street. He had become separated from his family and didn’t know what to do; he simply stood there waiting for his parents to find him.
The boy's intentions were innocent enough, but when he saw the horse charging toward him, panic set in. His windmill toy fell silent in his hands as he froze in place. Those who noticed the towering horse approaching him turned away in dread, unable to watch.
Bang!
Accompanied by a loud thud and the horse's whinnying, those who had covered their faces finally opened their eyes. They saw the windmill lying on the ground—destroyed beyond repair—and realized that something terrible had happened. Some shook their heads in disbelief until a cheer erupted from the crowd, drawing everyone's attention to where all eyes were now focused.
Hearing the cheer, those who had just covered their faces finally noticed that at the edge of the street, in front of a Cosmetics Shop, a young man dressed in Fur was holding the little boy who had just stood in the middle of the road. The boy's face was playfully poked by Yi Dong, causing him to burst into laughter.
At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the fact that the little boy had been saved, completely oblivious to the young man in Fur standing next to him, accompanied by a pure red fox.
"Thank you, thank you!"
The boy's parents finally found their way over. Seeing the young man holding their child, they couldn't help but express their gratitude, bowing and urging their child to say thank you to the young man, appearing somewhat flustered.
"No need for that. I have things to attend to. Perhaps we will meet again."
The one who had saved the child naturally did not linger. It had already been two hours since the events surrounding The Book of Radiant Path concluded. The two True Immortals had become a topic of conversation among people during their tea and meals. Even after two hours, Renran remained a hot topic of discussion.
Gu Ping had initially pursued a dangerous lead regarding the Primordial Celestial Demon. At that time, amidst a massive impact, both he and the fox had completely vanished from existence, as if they had evaporated. Later, both of them found themselves embroiled in a struggle within The Book of Radiant Path. Due to the book's inherent weaknesses against the Primordial Celestial Demon and combined with the powerful soul of the Pure World Fox, Gu Ping managed to survive. After a long passage of time, Gu Ping eventually resurrected within The Book of Radiant Path.
Now, Gu Ping could no longer be considered human; at least that was how he perceived himself. His current body was entirely composed of both light and dark powers. Although he didn't fully understand it, he had absorbed some memories from the Primordial Celestial Demon after defeating it. While he did not possess its extreme personality traits, there were moments when Gu Ping felt uncertain about his own identity.
After his body was reshaped, Gu Ping no longer resembled the Primordial Celestial Demon. He radiated light on one side and darkness on the other. Along with Gu Ping's rebirth came a pair of leg armor—a set that shimmered with black silk on one side and golden threads on the other. When Gu Ping donned these leg guards, he discovered that his body could finally return to normal; however, he simultaneously lost the overwhelming power he once possessed.
As for what these leg guards did, Gu Ping could only speculate. He decided to name them something he found appealing: Yin Yang Cloak, symbolizing the balance of light and darkness under his control. Gu Ping acknowledged that his naming skills were not particularly high-level but still felt it sounded quite imposing.
After some time spent traversing through Flowing Cloud Realm and battling countless beasts, he narrowly escaped death several times in Beast Den. Thanks to his bloodline pressure and status among Pure World Foxes, he managed to intimidate many powerful beasts into retreating; otherwise, Gu Ping would have likely become prey long ago.
Nevertheless, I don't deny that Gu Ping arrived at his destination, the capital of Lu State, Ying City, which had been the place he longed to visit—the location of Mok Ming Academy.
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