Whoooosh—!\n\nLangit terbelah saat sebuah kapal terbang raksasa melaju di atas awan.\n\nLambang Klan Bai bersinar bangga di layarnya, menarik perhatian dari segala arah.\n\nDi bawah, kota ibukota Kekaisaran Surga Terpencil yang luas membentang tanpa batas.\n\nDari pagoda megah hingga pasar yang ramai, pos-pos sekte hingga kediaman milik klan—semuanya merupakan perpaduan kekuatan, kekayaan, dan ambisi.\n\nNamun hari ini, semua mata tertuju ke langit.\n\n"Kapal udara Klan Bai?"\n\n"Begitu megah! Mungkinkah seorang tetua?"\n\n"Bukankah mereka datang lebih awal? Seleksi publik untuk peserta saja belum selesai."\n\n...\n\nHembusan napas terkesiap bergema dari para warga sipil maupun kultivator.\n\nBahkan kultivator Formasi Jiwa minggir di udara, memberi ruang hormat saat kapal melintas di atas kepala.\n\nBiasanya, orang tidak akan terlalu peduli bahkan jika Klan Besar atau Sekte tiba—bagaimanapun juga, ini adalah ibukota, tempat kultivator terkuat dan terhebat berkumpul sepanjang tahun, terutama selama acara seperti ini.\n\nTetapi Klan Bai berbeda. Dijuluki sebagai klan terkuat, reputasi mereka tidak bisa dianggap remeh.\n\nSiapa yang tidak tahu prestasi mereka—bertahan melawan dua klan teratas lainnya dan bahkan memberikan kerusakan kritis sebagai balasannya?\n\nBai Tianheng tidak melewatkan kesempatan itu saat Bai Zihan sedang dalam pengasingan.\n\nMemanfaatkan meningkatnya ketidakpercayaan terhadap Aliansi Li-Zhao, dia berhasil menarik banyak kekuatan netral ke pihak Klan Bai.\n\nKlan Bai juga berekspansi secara agresif, mengambil alih banyak pasar dan wilayah.\n\nDan dengan peningkatan teknik kultivasi mereka, kekuatan keseluruhan klan meningkat pesat—begitu pesatnya hingga bisa terlihat dengan mata telanjang.\n\nKebanyakan orang kini percaya bahwa Klan Bai benar-benar klan nomor satu di Kekaisaran Surga Terpencil.\n\nBahkan kultivator paling sombong pun memberi jalan saat melihat lambang Klan Bai.\n\nDi dalam kapal, Bai Zihan berdiri dekat haluan, tangan terlipat di belakang punggungnya saat ibukota mulai terlihat.\n\nSelama beberapa hari terakhir, dia telah membaca intelijen yang dikumpulkan oleh Kong Zhanghong dan Fang Jinyan—diringkas dengan rapi oleh Kong Zhanghong sendiri.\n\nTentu saja, setiap kali Bai Zihan menunjukkan ketertarikan pada suatu masalah tertentu, Kong akan memberikan detail lengkapnya.\n\nPertama-tama, seleksi peserta untuk Kompetisi Naga dan Phoenix oleh Sekte dan Klan Besar sebagian besar telah selesai termasuk Sekte Pedang Surga dan Klan Bai.\n\nSeperti yang diduga, adiknya jelas berpartisipasi—tetapi sebagai murid Sekte Pedang Surga, bukan di bawah panji Klan Bai. Tapi itu tidak terlalu masalah.\n\nKedua, Chu Ziyan juga telah dipilih oleh Sekte Pedang Surga.\n\nBai Zihan berpikir itu yang terbaik, karena Klan Chu tidak benar-benar berencana memilihnya tahun ini, ingin mengirim anggota klan mereka yang lebih tua.\n\nAdapun Klan Bai, mereka juga telah menyelesaikan proses seleksi mereka.\n\nTentu saja, Bai Zihan dipanggil dan didorong oleh para tetua, mengingat dia adalah salah satu yang terkuat—jika bukan yang terkuat—kultivator di bawah dua puluh lima tahun tidak hanya di Klan Bai tetapi juga di Kekaisaran Surga Terpencil.\n\nTetapi tentu saja, Bai Zihan menolak, dengan tegas menyatakan bahwa dia tidak tertarik.\n\nKeputusan ini mengecewakan banyak orang di Klan Bai, termasuk ayahnya, karena mereka berharap salah satu dari mereka bisa menang.\n\nTetap saja, mereka tidak terlalu patah semangat. Bagaimanapun, mereka memiliki Bai Xueqing—yang tetap menjadi salah satu kultivator paling berbakat di Kekaisaran.\n\nLalu datanglah informasi tentang siapa yang mungkin mendapatkan tempat di Kompetisi Naga dan Phoenix utama melalui seleksi publik.\n\nMeskipun kebanyakan orang percaya itu tidak berarti—karena pesaing sejati acara utama akan berasal dari klan atau sekte besar—acara itu tetap menjadi sorotan.\n\nBagaimanapun, acara itu hanya terjadi sekali setiap tiga tahun.\n\nBanyak nama disebut-sebut, kebanyakan yang bahkan belum pernah didengar Bai Zihan sebelumnya.\n\nTetapi tentu saja, ada satu yang dia kenali.\n\nNie Fengzhuo!\n\nDengan semua keributan yang dia buat setelah muncul dari pengasingan, rasanya tidak benar jika namanya tidak ada dalam daftar kandidat teratas untuk kualifikasi publik.\n\nKong Zhanghong berdiri diam di sampingnya, berbicara hanya saat diperlukan atau disapa.\n\n"Tuan Muda, kita akan segera tiba. Saya sudah mengatur suite kelas atas di Paviliun Bulan Kekaisaran."\n\nBai Zihan sedikit mengangkat alis.\n\n"Paviliun Giok Kekaisaran?"\n\n"Itu adalah kediaman tamu terbaik di ibukota," kata Kong, dadanya sedikit membusung.\n\n"Bahkan tetua sekte harus memesan berbulan-bulan sebelumnya. Selama Kompetisi Naga dan Phoenix, hampir mustahil untuk memesan satu kamar pun."\n\nDia menyeringai tipis.\n\n"Tetapi saat mereka mendengar itu untuk Tuan Muda, manajernya secara pribadi keluar dan menawarkan lantai teratas."\n\nBai Zihan hanya mengangguk. Baginya, kemewahan seperti itu tidak berarti banyak—dia sudah lama terbiasa.\n\nSaat kapal perlahan turun, formasi cahaya cemerlang dinonaktifkan secara berurutan, dan riak spiritual lembut menyebar saat kapal berlabuh di puncak platform pendaratan pribadi paviliun.\n\nDi bawah, sekelompok pelayan anggun dan staf manajerial berdiri dalam barisan rapi, sudah menunggu.\n\n"Selamat datang, Tuan Muda Bai!"\n\nSuara mereka berseru serempak sambil membungkuk dalam-dalam.\n\nKarpet merah dari sutra spiritual digelar menuju pintu masuk utama saat Bai Zihan turun dari kapal.\n\nManajer Paviliun Giok Kekaisaran—seorang kultivator Alam Bayi Roh—bergegas maju dengan tangan terkepal dan kepala menunduk.\n\n"Orang ini merasa terhormat menyambut Tuan Muda terhormat dari Klan Bai. Mohon maafkan persiapan sederhana kami—seandainya kami tahu lebih awal, kami pasti sudah mengadakan jamuan yang layak untuk kehadiranmu."\n\nBai Zihan mengangguk sedikit, ekspresinya tenang—tidak sombong maupun terlalu ramah.\n\n"Bawa kami ke suite," perintah Kong Zhanghong.\n\nKong membawa sedikit nada arogansi dalam suaranya.\n\nDi hari biasa, orang-orang seperti manajer ini akan memperlakukannya seperti debu. Tetapi sekarang, dengan Bai Zihan di sisinya, orang yang sama berperilaku seperti anjing yang patuh.\n\n"Ya, ya! Lewat sini!"\n\nSegera, mereka diantar ke lantai paling megah di paviliun—tingkat pribadi dengan jendela kaca roh panorama yang menghadap ke ibukota, dipenuhi formasi pengumpul Qi, relung kultivasi terpencil, dan lantai giok yang beresonansi dengan Qi spiritual.\n\nSemuanya sempurna.\n\nKong Zhanghong berjalan satu langkah di belakang Bai Zihan saat mereka memasuki suite.\n\nBegitu pintu tertutup, para pelayan wanita dengan tenang dan efisien membubarkan diri—meninggalkan hanya keheningan dan dengungan samar formasi pengumpul roh yang bekerja.\n\n"Tuan Muda," Kong Zhanghong akhirnya berbicara, tangannya sedikit terkepal, "Tuan ingin beristirahat dulu... atau kita langsung menuju ke Arena Seleksi Naga dan Phoenix?"\n\nBai Zihan dengan santai melirik keluar jendela kaca roh yang lebar.\n\nIbukota yang ramai membentang di bawah mereka—awan-awan terbelah memperlihatkan Arena Bela Diri Pusat yang megah di kejauhan, sudah dikelilingi kerumunan dan penghalang formasi.\n\n"Apakah Nie Fengzhuo berpartisipasi hari ini?"\n\nKong Zhanghong mengangguk tegas.\n\n"Ya. Tepat sebelum kita mendarat, saya menerima kabar bahwa dia telah mendapat nomor pertandingan untuk babak seleksi hari ini. Kelompoknya dijadwalkan masuk arena pada tengah hari."\n\nMata Bai Zihan sedikit menyipit, meskipun ekspresinya tetap tenang.\n\n"Kalau begitu, kita pergi."\n\n"Sekarang juga?"\n\nKong Zhanghong bertanya, sudah berbalik untuk bersiap.\n\n"Jika dia naik ke panggung, aku ingin melihatnya dengan mata kepalaku sendiri."\n\nBai Zihan berbalik dari jendela, suaranya rendah dan tenang.\n\n"Mari kita lihat apakah dia benar-benar Yang Terpilih Langit... atau hanya lilin lain yang menunggu untuk dipadamkan."
Bab 215: Menuju Ibukota
Whoooosh—!
The skies parted as a massive flying ship cruised above the clouds.
The Bai Clan insignia shone proudly on its sails, drawing eyes from every direction.
Below, the sprawling capital city of the Desolate Heaven Empire stretched out endlessly.
From majestic pagodas to bustling marketplaces, sect outposts to clan-owned manors—it was a melting pot of power, wealth, and ambition.
But today, all eyes were drawn to the sky.
"The Bai Clan’s airship?"
"Such grandeur! Could it be an elder?"
"Aren’t they early? The public selection of participants isn’t even finished yet."
...
Gasps echoed from civilians and cultivators alike.
Even Soul Formation cultivators stepped aside in midair, giving respectful space as the ship passed overhead.
Normally, people wouldn’t care much even if a Major Clan or Sect arrived—after all, this was the capital, where the strongest and most powerful cultivators gathered year-round, especially during events like this.
But the Bai Clan was different. Hailed as the strongest clan, their reputation was not to be taken lightly.
Who didn’t know of their feat—defending against the other two top clans and even inflicting critical damage in return?
Bai Tianheng didn’t miss the opportunity while Bai Zihan was in seclusion.
Taking advantage of the growing distrust toward the Li-Zhao Alliance, he successfully pulled many neutral forces to the Bai Clan’s side.
The Bai Clan also expanded aggressively, taking over numerous markets and territories.
And with the upgrade to their cultivation techniques, the clan’s overall strength was rising rapidly—so much so that it could be seen with the naked eye.
Most now believed that the Bai Clan was truly the number one clan in the Desolate Heaven Empire.
Even the most arrogant cultivators gave way when they saw the Bai Clan’s insignia.
Inside the ship, Bai Zihan stood near the prow, hands clasped behind his back as the capital came into view.
For the past few days, he had been reading intelligence gathered by Kong Zhanghong and Fang Jinyan—conveniently summarized by Kong Zhanghong himself.
Of course, whenever Bai Zihan showed interest in a particular matter, Kong would provide the full details.
First of all, the selection of participants for the Dragon and Phoenix Competition by Major Sect and Clan was mostly completed including the Heaven Sword Sect and the Bai Clan.
As expected, his sister was obviously participating—but as a disciple of the Heaven Sword Sect, not under the Bai Clan’s banner. Not that it really mattered.
Secondly, Chu Ziyan had also been selected by the Heaven Sword Sect.
Bai Zihan thought that was for the best, since the Chu Clan hadn’t really planned to select her this year, wanting to send their older clan member.
As for the Bai Clan, they too had already completed their selection process.
Naturally, Bai Zihan was called upon and encouraged by the elders, given that he was one of the strongest—if not the strongest—cultivators under twenty-five in not only the Bai Clan but also the Desolate Heaven Empire.
But of course, Bai Zihan declined, stating plainly that he had no interest.
This decision disappointed many in the Bai Clan, including his father, as they had hoped for one of their own to win.
Still, they weren’t too disheartened. After all, they had Bai Xueqing—who remained one of the most talented cultivators in the Empire.
Then came information of who might win a spot in the main Dragon and Phoenix Competition through the public selection.
Although most believed it was meaningless—since the real contenders of the main event would be from major clans or sects—the event remained hyped.
After all, it only occurred once every three years.
Many names were thrown around, most of which Bai Zihan hadn’t even heard before.
But of course, there was one he recognized.
Nie Fengzhuo!
With all the noise he’d made after emerging from seclusion, it wouldn’t feel right if his name wasn’t on the list of top contenders for public qualification.
Kong Zhanghong stood quietly beside him, speaking only when needed or addressed.
"Young Master, we’ll be arriving shortly. I’ve already arranged a top-tier suite at the Imperial Moon Pavilion."
Bai Zihan raised an eyebrow slightly.
"The Imperial Jade Pavilion?"
"It’s the finest guest residence in the capital," Kong said, chest puffed slightly.
"Even sect elders have to book months in advance. During the Dragon and Phoenix Competition, it’s nearly impossible to reserve a single room."
He smirked faintly.
"But the moment they heard it was for Young Master, the manager personally came out and offered the top floor."
Bai Zihan merely nodded. To him, such luxury meant little—he had long grown used to it.
As the ship slowly descended, brilliant light formations deactivated in sequence, and a soft spiritual ripple spread out as it docked atop the pavilion’s private landing platform.
Below, a group of graceful attendants and managerial staff stood in neat rows, already waiting.
"Welcome, Young Master Bai!"
Their voices rang out in unison as they bowed deeply.
A red carpet of spiritual silk unrolled toward the main entrance as Bai Zihan stepped off the ship.
The manager of the Imperial Jade Pavilion—a Nascent Soul cultivator—hurried forward with cupped fists and a bowed head.
"This one is honored to welcome the Bai Clan’s esteemed Young Master. Please forgive our humble preparations—had we known earlier, we would’ve hosted a banquet worthy of your presence."
Bai Zihan nodded slightly, his expression calm—neither arrogant nor overly kind.
"Take us to the suite," Kong Zhanghong ordered.
Kong carried a hint of arrogance in his tone.
On any other day, people like this manager would’ve treated him like dirt. But now, with Bai Zihan by his side, the same man behaved like a meek dog.
"Yes, yes! Right this way!"
Soon, they were ushered into the grandest floor of the pavilion—a private level with panoramic spirit-glass windows overlooking the capital, filled with Qi-gathering formations, secluded cultivation alcoves, and jade floors that resonated with spiritual Qi.
Everything was perfect.
Kong Zhanghong walked a step behind Bai Zihan as they entered the suite.
The moment the doors shut, the servant girls quietly and efficiently dispersed—leaving behind nothing but silence and the faint hum of spirit-gathering formations at work.
"Young Master," Kong Zhanghong finally spoke, cupping his fists slightly, "would you like to rest first... or shall we head directly to the Dragon and Phoenix Selection Grounds?"
Bai Zihan casually glanced out the wide spirit-glass window.
The bustling capital stretched beneath them—clouds parting to reveal the majestic Central Martial Arena in the distance, already surrounded by crowds and formation barriers.
"Is Nie Fengzhuo participating today?"
Kong Zhanghong nodded firmly.
"Yes. Just before we landed, I received word that he had drawn a match number for today’s selection round. His group is expected to enter the arena by midday."
Bai Zihan’s eyes narrowed slightly, though his expression remained composed.
"Then we’re going."
"Right now?"
Kong Zhanghong asked, already turning to prepare.
"If he’s stepping onto the stage, I want to see it with my own eyes."
Bai Zihan turned from the window, his voice low and calm.
"Let’s see if he’s truly Heaven’s Chosen... or just another candle waiting to be snuffed out."
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