With such a powerful pillar of destiny suppressing him, it's no wonder that Zhang Jiao was eventually killed by Emperor Ling beneath Luoyang City. Keep in mind, at that time, Zhang Jiao was the first person in the entire Han Dynasty to break through to the Celestial Immortal realm, and also the only sixth-tier powerhouse.
Even so, before reaching Luoyang, he was severely injured by Emperor Ling, who wielded the dragon energy of the Han Dynasty. Not long after, he passed away in Jizhou. Even the once-powerful Taiping Dao (Way of Great Peace) declined from its peak and was directly suppressed.
The moment Lin Yang stepped out of the teleportation array, the dozens or even hundreds of spies guarding the area reacted and all looked at Lin Yang and his group.
A quick glance was enough to identify the chosen one: Lin Yang. After all, almost a month had passed since Lin Yang's identity was verified in Huang County. If they hadn't thoroughly investigated Lin Yang's entire family history by then, they might as well give up on living in the capital. It was safer to just wash up and go to bed now.
At the same time, one after another, valuable communication talismans were brought out. Various coded messages and even strange sounds emerged. This was, in fact, a way of reporting messages to their masters.
After all, so far, only a little over a hundred Chosen Ones have openly and legitimately appeared. In this era, if a family wants to keep up, it's essential to cultivate relationships with at least one Chosen One. This has become a consensus among the bigwigs of the capital.
"Young Master, this is Luoyang. It feels like an abyss, truly unfathomable," Su Qing'er exclaimed in surprise.
Here, you can't see through anyone you meet just by looking at them. Even the experienced drivers are all at least at the second level of cultivation. It's truly... I don't know what to say.
Not only him, but even the remaining ten henchmen were dumbfounded. After all, they came from a small town, and it was perfectly normal for them to be surprised to suddenly arrive in Luoyang.
"Hehe, this is Luoyang, the capital of the Han Dynasty. It's a place where dragons and tigers truly hide. Fourth-level experts are everywhere, and even fifth-level experts are not uncommon."
"Furthermore, the entire city of Luoyang is shrouded in a powerful array based on the dragon energy of the Han Dynasty, which will repel all cultivators. There is also a magic array in the sky above, prohibiting flight. Therefore, you must be careful with your words and actions. Under no circumstances should you have any conflicts with others."
"Of course, just because we don't cause trouble doesn't mean we're afraid of trouble," Lin Yang said calmly.
Just a moment ago, at least ten spies were standing right next to Lin Yang. Although they were well hidden, they were nowhere to hide under the Divine Eye of Luck.
Then, Lin Yang sadly discovered that among these well-hidden spies, the weakest was a third-tier expert, and the strongest was a fourth-tier expert. In other words, he was no match for these spies. Even if he discovered them, what could he do?
It has to be said, this is truly a sad story!
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Chapter Two: With the spirit of gossip lingering, has the young woman been married yet?
At that very moment, only a few breaths had passed since Lin Yang and his group appeared at the entrance of the teleportation array. Lin Yang then spotted a group of people walking towards him.
Leading the way were three officials dressed in dragon robes. In the capital, only the emperor, the princes, and members of the imperial family could wear dragon robes.
The emperor himself, Emperor Ling of Han, would not personally receive a chosen one. As for Emperor Ling's sons, Liu Xie and Liu Bian, they were still very young and could not possibly be here.
Therefore, these three must be members of the royal family. But thinking about it, this is to be expected. As officials receiving the chosen ones, it would be easy to cultivate good relations with them. Such a lucrative position, kept internally, is perfectly normal.
Behind the three followed a squad of elite soldiers, exuding an air of menacing power. These soldiers, numbering only a hundred or so, were all clad in red armor and looked very spirited. However, a closer look surprised Lin Yang greatly.
It turns out that these elite soldiers were all Grandmasters. These were Grandmasters, third-level martial arts masters who had already opened their ancestral apertures and could interfere with reality with their minds.
In local areas, there may not even be a single Grandmaster in a county. Even in a prefecture-level city, a Grandmaster can be considered a powerful figure in the region.
But here, here, a Grandmaster-level expert is just a soldier? A squad of over a hundred elite soldiers are all Grandmaster-level experts. And they are genuine, unadulterated Grandmasters.
"What a grand gesture! It's all composed of Grandmasters. This army must be the legendary Imperial Guards," Lin Yang exclaimed in surprise.
It must be said that after the imperial court was willing to bestow titles upon the chosen ones, most of them became somewhat arrogant. Even if they didn't show it, deep down they always felt superior to others.
But now, Lin Yang could only say that this was quite a show of force. If Lin Yang hadn't witnessed many much larger scenes from the original owner's memories, he would have been terrified. As for Lin Yang's companions, they were all dumbfounded.
"Hehe, as the saying goes, the wings of the nation are as numerous as the forest, and this is the origin of the Imperial Guard. Emperor Xiaowu set up the Imperial Guard to counterbalance the Commandant. Later, through the long-term efforts of our Han people, we have such an elite army that has always been awe-inspiring throughout the world."
"I am Liu Yan, courtesy name Junlang, and I am the magistrate of Luoyang in the Han Dynasty. I have come here on orders to welcome all the chosen ones," Liu Yan introduced himself.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yang instinctively first observed the person's fate. Then, he forcefully suppressed his curiosity. Back when his cultivation was almost nonexistent, he had observed Cai Yan and Wang Yue in the Land of Reincarnation, only to be discovered on the spot.
If it weren't for their easygoing nature, someone with a fiery temper would have directly challenged Lin Yang to a duel. Therefore, even though Lin Yang's cultivation has greatly improved, who knows if Liu Yan possesses any anti-peeping treasures? If they were to observe him face-to-face and discover it, that would be disastrous.
Of course, the reason they were discovered was because Lin Yang's skills were not good, coupled with the huge gap in their cultivation levels, and he had been staring at Cai Yan and the other person for a long time. It would have been strange if they hadn't been discovered.
But at this moment, Lin Yang suddenly realized that his cultivation level was already at the peak of the second tier. His spying technique—no, it should be said, his ability to observe people's aura—was already mastered to perfection. A single glance shouldn't be detected. Besides, even if he was, as long as he had a thick skin, it wouldn't be a big deal.
"Oh, so you are a descendant of King Lu Gong. It's an honor to meet you. My name is Lin Yang, courtesy name Feipeng. You may simply call me Feipeng. And who are these two?" Lin Yang said with a smile.
"My name is Liu Biao, courtesy name Jingsheng."
"My name is Liu Yu, courtesy name Bo'an."
"Oh, so you are Liu Jingsheng, one of the Eight Steeds, and Liu Bo'an, the descendant of Prince Gong of Donghai," Lin Yang flattered.
With just a quick glance, he had already clearly discerned the fates and destiny of the three individuals. It can only be said that these are truly outstanding members of the imperial family, people destined for historical renown; none of them are simple.
These three are all fifth-tier destiny holders. Now, like himself, they have become Chosen Ones, and being members of the imperial family, they will undoubtedly receive preferential treatment from the court. It's entirely conceivable that their futures are incredibly bright. No wonder the Spirit Emperor sent these three to receive the Chosen Ones.
"Does Feipeng have any relatives or friends in the capital? If not, you might as well go to the residence arranged for you by the court. You should know that the court has spent a lot of money to settle us chosen ones this time. They have specially built a tall building with many wonderful sights inside..." Liu Yan introduced in a long and enthusiastic manner.
However, just then, a cough was heard, abruptly interrupting his presentation. Liu Yan then glanced towards the source of the sound, somewhat displeased.
Cough, cough, cough...
"Hey, isn't this Brother Shi A? You actually came with Wenji, could it be?" Liu Biao said with a gossipy look on his face.
After all, Cai Yan was recognized as one of the four great beauties by the sons of high-ranking officials in the capital, or rather, by the second generation of wealthy and powerful families.
Although she has always worn a veil and never revealed her true face to the public, it turns out that if you think a veil can keep out the millions of lecherous men in the capital, you are being too naive.
You see, Cai Yan was usually like a lotus flower, beautiful to behold but not to be trifled with. After all, if you wanted to observe her up close, you'd have to ask her father, Cai Yong, for his opinion first.
But now, there's a man standing beside her. This doesn't make sense! Does this mean she's already taken? But why choose Shi A? You know, there are countless men in the capital with better conditions than Shi A.
In an instant, the spirit of gossip swirled within Liu Yan, Liu Biao, and Liu Yu, and countless questions arose in their minds.
The final conclusion is that this is not scientific!
"Jing Sheng, you've misunderstood. The reason we came together was simply to welcome our teammate Fei Peng," Cai Yan said with a smile, observing the several changes in the expressions of Liu Yan and the other two. It was obvious they had misunderstood again.