《Warrior’s Promise》Warrior's Promise
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Chapter 1344: Black Mountain Fort
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Ren Yun Du led the crowd to a shuttle in Saint Royal City. Not long later, they arrived at a majestic building.
This building was like a large castle as it spanned a few hundred metres wide and eluded a majestic aura.
Two words, ‘army quarters’, were carved on a golden board that hung above the castle’s main gate.
In front of the main gate, a few dozen men carrying war swords stood strongly at attention.
These troops were all martial emperors and this made Su Mo surprised. Even the troops guarding the gate were martial emperors, they were indeed strong.
“Xie Bin, where are the army quarters?” Su Mo asked Xie Bin as they waited.
“Brother Su, these army quarters are where the Saint Royal City keeps its troops and horses. However, it only holds a portion of the army of Saint Royal City!” Xie Bin explained.
“I see!” Su Mo nodded his head in realization.
“However those who guard the gates are all Zhu Family members of the Saint Royal City and also men of the Third prince. They have never engaged in conflict with the Holy Son!”
“How many princes are there in the imperial court?” Su Mo asked, he already knew that Gu Tian Yi was the Eighth prince of the imperial court.
“There are ten princes in total in the Imperial Court. However, the princes that have higher talents and are more likely to inherit the throne are only the First and Eighth prince, as well as the Holy Son!” Xie Bin informed Su Mo.
Su Mo nodded his head and was clear on the situation. It seemed like Gu Tian Yi was also interested in the throne and that was why he was so eager in finding talents.
“What are the cultivation ranks of the First prince and the Third prince?” Su Mo asked.
“Their ranks are rather high. One is a Rank 6 Martial Honourable and the other is a Rank 5 Martial Honourable. Their power in the Imperial Court is rather high. Compared to them, our Holy Son is younger and is only a Rank 3 Martial Honourable. Hence, his influence in the imperial court is also lower!”
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With a sigh, Xie Bin continued, “however, if we are just comparing talents, our Holy Son would have an edge over them!”
Su Mo silently nodded and thought to himself. The fight over the throne would be brutal, it would best if he wasn’t involved in it!
After a moment of silence, he did not think further. 30 years had passed by so quickly, and after staying another 30 years in Shen Wu Academy, he would probably be a Martial Honourable by then.
At that point, he would be able to go anywhere he want and do whatever he wished.
Furthermore, once he reached that stage, he would leave the Ancient Spirit Galaxy and head to Ming Xu Galaxy to find Qing Xuan. He wouldn’t stay at the Imperial Ancestor Court to help Gu Tian Yi fight for his throne.
After the crowd waited for a while, Ren Yun Du left the army quarters.
“Go, let’s head over to Black Mountain Fort!” Ren Yun Du commanded.
Then, the group left immediately. Heading west, they left Saint Royal City.
On their way, Su Mo talked with Xie Bin and he already formed some impressions about Star Chi Liang.
Xie Bin had come to Star Chi Liang many times before and had participated in major and minor battles. He was fully knowledgeable of the matters of Star Chi Liang.
In Star Chi Liang, the Imperial Ancestor Court was the greatest superpower. Aside from them, there were four other countries, and three other strong tribes.
Among these four countries and three tribes, none were a match for the Imperial Ancestor Court and they dared not attack them previously.
However, in recent years, the four countries and three tribes had actually formed an alliance and tried to threaten the Imperial Ancestor Court’s authority and status quo many times.
It could be said that if not for the mighty strength of the Imperial Ancestor Court’s Saint Royal City, whose power extended over the entire Star Chi Liang. These countries and tribes would have long taken action.
As for the Black Mountain Fort, it was the Imperial Ancestor Court, Tuo Luo Country, Blood Pupil Clan’s common border.
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This place was very important as around it there were Spiritual Qi arrays, Spiritual Crystals and Spiritual Stones.
Hence top warriors from Tuo Luo Country and Blood Pupil Clanoften attacked this area to take the resources there.
After flying for a full 8 days, Su Mo and the rest finally arrived at Black Mountain Fort at noon.
A large stretch of black coloured mountain range covered the mountain and this stretch was several kilometres wide, as though a large black dragon was here.
At the same time, a large fort was erected at a distant place in the mountain range, serving as a security point for the range.
This fort was a few hundred metres wide and was shaped like a moat. The four sides of the walls were a hundred feet tall and most importantly, lights rays were continuously streaming out from above the fort, an evidence of a strong safety barrier around it.
Shoosh shoosh shoosh!!
The group of men landed on the ground one after another and arrived at the main gates of the fort.
“We are disciples of Shen Wu Academy and are under orders of the 8th prince to guard the fort. Release the safety barrier at once!” Ren Yun Du gazed up and yelled.
A number of troops downed in black were on the walls of the fort and they wore cold looks as they stared down at the group.
“Without General Zhu Long’s order, no one shall open the fort!” A cold voice rang from above.
“Then go and inform him of our arrival!” Ren Yun Du frowned. He had not imagined that the troops at the fort would also be the Zhu family’s men.
The Zhu Family was a subordinate of the 3rd prince. The group guessed that they would not be treated hospitably this time.
However, this wait lasted all the way from afternoon till night.
“What is going on?”
“Why haven’t they let us in!”
“Gosh! They are playing with us. If Tuo Luo Country and Blood Pupil Clan were to attack, we would be in trouble!”
Everyone was impatient and wore annoyed looks on their faces. A simple report required so long, what were they trying to get at?
Su Mo’s face was also dark. He thought that with the training for this time he would be able to obtain a large amount of resources easily. Yet, coming to Imperial Ancestor Court had placed a hurdle in front of him.
“What is going on, why haven’t they opened the fort gates to us?” Ren Yun Du glared up and questioned impatiently.
“Without General Zhu Long’s orders, no one is allowed to let anyone in!” A cold voice once again rang from above.
“Damn it!”
Ren Yun Du gritted his teeth in anger as he continued to yell, “do you really need such a long time for a simple report? Your actions are obviously just against us. We will leave now and inform the 8th prince about this!”
Ren Yun Du was really angry. Although the 3rd prince and the 8th prince used to go against each other in the dark, how could they still hold grudges against each other in such a grave matter of the country?
Right now, this General Zhu Long was simply not giving them any face.
Hence, Ren Yun Du had no intention to continue this mission further and was preparing to bring the crowd back to Shen Wu Academy.
“Ke ke! Why are you all so anxious!”
Right at this moment, a light laugh came from above. A young general stood on top of the castle walls.
This man looked clean and had sharp features. Wearing a silver outfit, he emitted a sense of power and his aura was extraordinary.
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