Chapter 317: Better Think About What to Eat

Bei De Wei Er, bearing the final royal command, set out on the quest.

He followed the vague guidance of Arthur King and some ancient legends, endured hardships, crossed mountains and rivers, consulted countless hermits and sages, and at last, guided by a faint clue, arrived in a remote, majestic mountain range.

Passing through a deep gorge, the view suddenly opened up.

A lake, clear as a mirror and seemingly imbued with magic, lay tranquil in the valley's embrace.

By the lake's edge, on a simple lounge chair, a figure lounged lazily, comfortably basking in the warm sunlight.

When Bei De Wei Er saw the person's face clearly, his doubts vanished.

This was the mysterious and powerful teacher the king had once described—Yu Lin.

He immediately dismounted, brushed the dust from his armor, and with both hands solemnly cradled the King's Sword—symbol of the kingdom's rise and fall, now unbearably heavy—and walked step by step to Yu Lin.

He knelt on one knee, raised the King's Sword high, and said in a reverent, mournful voice:

"Honored Sage, by command of my king Arthur Pandragong, I hereby present this sword... to you."

Yu Lin slowly opened his eyes, as if awakening from a long dream.

He did not immediately take the sword, but rose from the lounge chair, his gaze calmly settling on Bei De Wei Er, and asked:

"How... is he?"

Bei De Wei Er bowed his head deeply, his voice unbearably heavy: "The king... he suffered very severe... very severe wounds."

He did not state life or death, but his tone already said everything.

Yu Lin, hearing this, fell silent for a moment; his face revealed no joy or anger, only a slight nod.

He stood, his gaze sweeping over the lake as if pondering something, then spoke, asking a seemingly unrelated question:

"I heard... that you previously found the Holy Grail?"

Bei De Wei Er was not at all surprised that the Sage knew this, and immediately nodded in confirmation: "Yes, we indeed obtained the Holy Grail."

Only then did Yu Lin extend his hand and take the King's Sword from Bei De Wei Er.

The moment his fingertips brushed the hilt, a task-completion prompt silently surfaced in his mind, and the countdown to leave this era began to flow silently.

Holding the sword, he gave Bei De Wei Er his final instruction: "Go tell Arthur, take the Holy Grail, and go to Avalon."

"Go ahead."

"I must leave as well."

Before Bei De Wei Er could speak again, Yu Lin's figure began to blur and become transparent, like dew evaporating under sunlight, turning into specks of light, and finally vanishing completely into the air as if never having been there, leaving no trace.

Bei De Wei Er stared blankly at the spot where Yu Lin vanished, taking a while before regaining his composure.

He slowly rose, repeatedly chewing over the two key words in his mouth:

"Holy Grail... Avalon..."

His eyes reignited with hopeful light!

Indeed, legend says the Holy Grail possesses the divine power to heal all ailments, and the mysterious Avalon is the elves' realm, the ultimate sanctuary!

He no longer hesitated, spun around, and at top speed charged toward his warhorse, vaulted onto it, and gave a strong squeeze to its belly!

The warhorse let out a neigh, bearing the messenger bearing the final hope like an arrow released from a bow, racing toward the direction where Arthur King was.

【Mission Complete】

【Reward: Trait — King's Aura】

【King's Aura: Destiny's Favor, All Peoples' Awe】

【Next Wandering Myth countdown: April】

【Myth is: Yellow Heaven Shall Stand】

【Task: Obtain the Taiping Essential Technique from Zhang Jiao】

【Reward: Trait — Words Become Law】

Inside the room.

Yu Lin stood by the window, his gaze distant, as if piercing layers of space and time, finally landing precisely on the far shore, deep within the mist-shrouded waters of Avalon Lake.

At the tranquil lake bottom, a familiar human silhouette was wrapped in soft light, sinking into a long and peaceful slumber.

"As long as they're alive, that's enough."

He murmured softly, his tone carrying a hint of relieved calm.

Then, he withdrew that gaze that spanned ten thousand miles, lazily stretched a great yawn, and his joints emitted a faint crack.

He turned and walked down the stairs.

Dragon Elder, Qilin, and White Tiger had long been fully immersed in their gaming world, and the wandering Jin Wu still had not returned.

Everyone's busy, stay busy!

Yu Lin smiled helplessly, yet found peace in the quiet.

He strolled down, and the afternoon sun filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows.

He happened to see several members of the Civil Affairs Bureau chatting and laughing as they passed by.

Yu Lin's mind flickered, and he thought of testing his newly acquired ability.

He quietly activated his King's Aura.

In an instant, an indescribable aura of authority radiated from him!

It was not the oppression of force, but a nobility and charisma stemming from the very essence of life and the pinnacle of order. It seemed as if he were born to stand above all peoples, to receive worship and follow.

The passing Civil Affairs Bureau members' smiles instantly faded, their gazes became deeply respectful, and their bodies, as if beyond their control, naturally halted and, toward Yu Lin's direction, bowed solemnly.

Not just them!

The ants and beetles scurrying on the ground, as if sensing the king's arrival, all halted their busy steps, antennae drooping, turning toward Yu Lin.

The surrounding flora, though windless, bent their branches slightly, as if bowing.

Moreover, as Yu Lin intentionally let his King's Aura spread slightly—

The entire Civil Affairs Bureau headquarters building—no matter where one was, no matter one's cultivation level, whether a clerk handling documents or someone sweating profusely on the training field, or a researcher engaged in heated discussion—everyone, at that moment, felt something in their hearts, unconsciously stopped what they were doing, set aside the topics they were arguing about, adopted solemn expressions, and, facing roughly the direction where Yu Lin was, paid silent respect.

Yu Lin could clearly sense that, if he wished, this invisible momentum could instantly envelop the entire capital, and even… spread to every inch of Xia Guo's land, making all things submit and all people turn their hearts.

But…

That thought merely flashed through his mind before he tossed it aside.

Back when even Emperor Shun himself stepped forward, offering him the throne of the Human Race, he found it troublesome and refused; how could he now covet the empty fame of a so‑called 'king'?

"Not interesting." He muttered softly; with a thought, the vast, abyss‑like kingly aura that had drawn all spirits to submit instantly vanished without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

Everything around instantly returned to its original state.

Passing members froze for a moment, glanced at each other, seemingly unaware why they had suddenly stopped saluting, scratched their heads, and continued on.

Insects continued crawling, and trees returned to stillness.

Yu Lin walked on as if nothing had happened, with easy steps, leisurely passing by the Civil Affairs Bureau members still scratching their heads in bewilderment, muttering a more practical question:

"Hmm… might as well think about what to have for lunch later; that would be more practical."