Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 195 - 195: 53: The small world inside the mirror, Coronation Day, the debates in the Flame Hall, the opportune time for uprising_2

Chapter 195 - 195: 53: The small world inside the mirror, Coronation Day, the debates in the Flame Hall, the opportune time for uprising_2

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Zhao Huai muttered to himself.

As he thought, a glint of inspiration flashed in his eyes.

An idea took form in his mind.

Could it be that the time flow in this mirror world operates differently from the outside world?

The moment this thought occurred to him, Zhao Huai became exhilarated!

A different time flow would mean that he could have more time for cultivation in the future!

Years of cultivation in the mirror world would equate to merely half a year, or even just a few months or less in the real world?

“This is brilliant!”

Zhao Huai couldn’t help clapping and shouting out loud.

Seeing Zhao Huai’s excitement, the gatekeeper didn’t dare to question further and continued to stand guard.

Zhao Huai immediately returned to his room, picked up the angular mirror from his bed, and began to study it.

He channeled his magic power into it.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to enter again for another look.

He needed to figure out the exact proportion of time flow control this Ancestral Weapon would give him.

But no matter how he tried, nothing happened. The expected suction force was nowhere to be found.

“What’s happening? Is it broken?”

Zhao Huai frowned.

“Is it out of energy? Or does it need to cool down?”

Zhao Huai started to speculate.

It seemed highly probable for a time-spaced magical weapon such as this.

If it could be used without limitations, it would be too incredible.

Upon this realization, Zhao Huai’s joy lessened considerably.

“When can I use it again?

Zhao Huai wasn’t sure.

He hadn’t figured out whether the problem was with the cool-down period or energy shortage.

“I guess I’ll have to wait and see.”

Zhao Huai thought to himself.

At the very least, he had discovered another function of the Ancestral Weapon, which was rewarding.

And he had a feeling that the functions of the Ancestral Weapon extended beyond this one.

Time passed quickly and soon, it was the next day.

In a massive manor.

In an antiquely-styled living room, everyone was seated decorously, including a group of officers and soldiers from Yan country. Given the limited space, they couldn’t invite everyone, hence only chose representatives of high rank to attend.

In the center of the living room was a ten-meter long mahogany table, surrounded by several refined calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls.

General Hu Yunjiao, a renowned general of Yan country, clad in lightweight armor, revealed his muscular physique with his arms folded across his chest. He sat on the right side of the table with a solemn countenance and bright, penetrating eyes.

On his left sat former minister Song Heqing, dressed in a round-collared grey scholar’s robe, his white hair meticulously arranged. He appeared to be in a good mood, often seen with a faint smile as he closed his eyes to rest.

Beneath him sat several scholars, including Song Zhishu.

According to conventional practice, the right seat symbolizes hierarchy. Both military and civil officials should sit on the left and right sides respectively, highlighting the importance of the group of civil officials, and this was also a ritual of Yan country.

However, considering the significant contributions of General Hu, whom they needed to rely on in the future, Song Heqing took the initiative to vacate the right side and seated himself on the left instead.

Needless to say, this old man was quite good at dealing with people.

At the center of the table, facing southward, was the main seat.

The seat’s occupier hadn’t arrived yet.

Everyone was waiting silently.

There was no sign of dissatisfaction on anyone’s face.

Suddenly, a man dressed in white stepped to the front of the grand hall with great confidence.

His stride was full of vigor and carried an imposing aura.

“Greetings, Royal Crown Prince! ”

“Greetings, Royal Crown Prince!”

Everyone rose to salute, their expressions respectful.

“I’m really sorry to have kept you all waiting, please have a seat.” Zhao Huai laughed lightly, waved his hand, and entered the room.

Upon seeing this, everyone slowly sat back down.

He then quickly proceeded toward the main seat.

Following behind him was a woman.

This caused everyone present to pay attention.

She was dressed in a long dress with alternating black and white stripes, her figure graceful and face beautiful yet aloof. Her long, slender eyebrows and red lips that reminded one of cinnabar, her delicate, snow-white skin were stunning.

However, her beautiful face was accompanied by a head of silver-white hair.

This was something that most people found hard to adjust to.

They were seeing such a woman for the first time. After all, black hair was more common.

Could she be the wife of the Crown Prince?

Some below couldn’t help but guess.

Yin Nanyu, noticing everyone focusing on her, felt a bit uncomfortable.

If it hadn’t been for Zhao Huai’s insistence, she wouldn’t have worn a long dress.

She could still hear Zhao Huai’s words this morning.

“Little Nan, don’t keep wearing that cloak all the time. It only hides your good figure.”

For some bizarre reason, she had changed into a different outfit.

It was fine when there was no one around, but being stared at by so many people now, she had an awkward feeling. Truthfully, it was not just her who felt awkward.

Zhao Huai felt the same.

This was the first time he was facing so many people for a meeting.

Moreover, it was a very serious meeting.

After all, he was still the same pawnshop owner at heart.

He was not used to such a serious atmosphere.

“We are the ones who came early, Your Highness arrived just in time,” General Hu was the first to speak.

His gaze inevitably landed on Yin Nanyu, filled with scrutiny.

Yin Nanyu naturally noticed, but her feelings remained undisturbed.

As long as she had Zhao Huai on her side, these people would eventually be at her disposal.

“General Hu is right, we arrived too early.”

Song Heqing also chuckled.

Zhao Huai smiled without saying a word, realizing that these were their courteous words.

Seeing that everyone’s focus was on Yin Nanyu beside him, Zhao Huai immediately introduced her with a smile,

“Let me introduce to you all, this is Miss Yin Nanyu. She is my left and right hand, astute and strategic. If you have any doubts in the future, feel free to ask her.”

“So, you are the military counsellor, my apologies.”

General Hu immediately caught on, realizing that she was the military counsellor, specifically assigned to advise the prince strategically, and promptly greeted her with a fist salute..