51 Arc 3.01 Putting affairs in order

Shen Jiyu could feel his headache compounding and he gazed at Lui Jia, "How many did you say again?"

"Fifteen thousand, nine hundred and ten memorials, your Grace." Her gaze held a little smile as she watched Shen Jiyu take a deep breath.

"How long have I been gone?"

"Six months." She said, then seeing the impatient tick on his brows, she added, "The Penglai Court can not meet officially without your presence but I can confirm that there were three such meetings unofficially. Two were headed by the Official Ming Ye at his residence and the other was organized by Immortal Scholar Chen at a new bamboo island 13,000 miles from the Summon Summit."

"Oh!" Shen Jiyu had a small feeling about what kind of memorials would pile up on his desk, the meeting of his officials that could be led by Ming Ye had only one purpose. "Invite the scribes at onset. Arrange the memorials and proposal from Scholar Chen and his faction to be attended to first. I would meet you in the memorial room."

Shen Jiyu flew up to the summit of the Palace. Two attendants each stood by the side of the very large door. When they saw Shen Jiyu, a small smile appeared on their lips and they knelt, "Greetings! Your Grace." They were a little nervous and yet there was a clear excitement in their faces.

"Are you disciples of the Gate or the Shen Family?"

The Taller male stepped forward and bowed, "Replying to the Realm Master, we are disciples of the Gate of Penglai. My name is Mo Quan and this is Mo Lin. We are honoured to be in the presence of the Realm Master."

Surname Mo, they were orphans then. "Relax. As long as you are smart and obedient, I am not difficult to serve. You just need to serve tea and fruits, take care of the rooms and the divine beasts that sometimes wander to the summit. For Mo Rong to send you to this post then he appreciates your talent. You can make use of the resources of the summit as you will but do not be greedy. Eat too much and you will die."

Electric blue eyes radiated with power, making the hearts of the attendants pound even faster, "If I need anything else, I would call on you."

After saying these, he entered his room. Shen Jiyu headed to the bathroom and he sank into the hot pool feeling the entire muscles in his body relax as he soaked in the warm water. He could feel the spiritual energy in the water gently surrounding him as the calming spell made his tense heart slow its beats. Shen Jiyui did not know how long he soaked for when he got up from the pool. The water drops on his body evaporated and his body was wrapped by a purple and golden robe. It was really quiet, he glanced at the door. The new attendants were not so scared stiff that they would not make any conversation throughout his stay. He suddenly wanted to return to the lower realm, the air did not have an ounce of purity that the heavens had, making bodies to be fragile, weak, and susceptible to injury, hunger, thirst and sleep but it had a kind of heartbeat, an excitement that Shen Jiyu hardly saw.

His eyes glowed as they saw through the walls of his palace to the realm of Penglai, immortals laughing, talking animatedly, couples flying together and rival sect members fighting as if to the death. Heaven seemed to have a similar energy, maybe it was just his palace that was quiet and calm, functioning with a routine similar to clockwork.

Like a well-oiled machine. That was what Qin Shen said. A small smile appeared on Shne Jiyu's face, he wondered when his friends would leave seclusion. If Qin Shen was here, Shen Jiyuu would have gone to him with the worries that filled his heart, about the Heavenly Emperor, about Wei Mu Chen, Shen Jiyu's Adam apples rolled minutely and about Feng Mian.

Not that he could not take care of all his worries, himself. Shen Jiyu added in his mind as he walked to his room. He sat cross-legged on the seat and he took out a small ice token. There were only two characters written on the Token, 'Feng' and 'Mian'. Shen Jiyu stretched out a palm that formed into a claw as he shattered the thousands of seals on the token. The countless spiritual seals turned into a river of stars that swept through the air like a ribbon of silk.

The token turned into a booklet and Shen Jiyu flipped through several pages before he opened to a blank page. He took a deep breath, he could almost feel the shadow of Feng Mian next to him as he ground ink next to him with a smile. He would try to look into the book but Shen Jiyu would block him, levelling him with a harsh glare. But his glare never truly did anything to Feng Mian, the other would just pat his head, give him a gentle smile and step back, the curiosity in his eyes disappearing slowly.

Shen Jiyu, who wanted to call an attendant to grind the ink, suddenly changed his mind. He felt like he would destroy the sanctity of…of what, Shen Jiyu wondered. He waved his hand and did the work himself.

Nian Zhen, Shen Jiyu recalled the events of the first realm and he began to write carefully. 'His looks are different from Feng Mian but their gentle persona is extremely similar. He would smile at you while giving you a silver stake. He is cruel. Since he made up his mind to take revenge, he did not mind those who get hurt in the process, Nian Zhen is extremely single-minded and very focused on a task. He taps his finger on the table when he is contemplating something. He also likes mango juice and sweet pudding. He prefers dumplings for lunch and not for breakfast but he would eat it without complaining…"Shen Jiyuin added a few words before stopping.

Basil..his fingers trembled as he remembered how those silver eyes seemed to contain just him, I want you, their owner said, I like you. Shen Jiyu shook his head. "Might have the tendency to mistake friendship and affection for love." After writing those words, they felt weird and he cancelled it, "He is cute." No, physical appearance had nothing to do with his character evaluation of Feng Mian and he cancelled it, "His reactions can be described as cute. His emotions tend to move from one extreme to another, from intense low self-esteem to an obsession. He has negative opinions of other people and himself (Ask Mo Qiang to investigate what happened before he became the guardian of the Six Paths, perhaps he was betrayed?) He loves plants, his eyes sparkle when he talks about herbs. He hardly smiles, so when he smiled, I felt relieved. His laughter was like music to my ears, When He was angry, it…" Shen Jiyu frowned as he saw the position, his diary had gone and he began another round of canceling.