Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Purple Vermilion Bird's steps were steady and firm, and each step seemed to carry the force of thunder and lightning, slowly walking down from the towering city wall that seemed to reach the sky. Her figure was as tall as a towering mountain, just like an ancient pine tree standing proudly on the edge of a cliff, exuding an incomparable majesty, which was daunting, as if facing an insurmountable mountain. Her eyes were deep and sharp, as if she could see through everything, and the firm will contained in her eyes made people couldn't help but be impressed.

When her firm feet stepped onto the bustling and bustling streets of the city, the noisy sounds around her seemed to be suppressed by her powerful aura in an instant, and the whole street seemed to fall into a strange silence, as if time had stopped at this moment. The street vendors who were originally shouting loudly, now involuntarily closed their mouths, with awe in their eyes; pedestrians also stopped, their eyes unconsciously attracted by the purple Vermilion Bird, and an inexplicable sense of oppression surged in their hearts.

At this moment, the bustling streets are filled with all kinds of smells. The aroma of food is overflowing, and the rich taste permeates the air, like an alluring melody, making people salivate. In front of the street food stalls, the steaming food exudes an alluring aroma. It is the freshly-made pancakes, with a golden and crispy crust wrapped in rich fillings. One bite is full of satisfaction; and the sizzling lamb skewers, the aroma of cumin makes people unable to stop. The smell of people's sweat is mixed in, exuding the smell of fireworks in life, which is the proof of hard work. People who have been busy all day, sweat soaked their clothes, but they have satisfied smiles on their faces, which is the love of life. There are also noisy conversations, one after another, like surging waves, one wave higher than the other. People on the street gather in groups of three or five, talking about family matters and sharing the joys and sorrows of life.

The sharp eyes of the Purple Vermilion Bird were like dazzling lightning that pierced the dark night sky, quickly passing through the crowd. With just one glance, she saw the elders of the Red Dragon Empire gathered together with solemn expressions. They gathered together tightly, their faces full of worry and anxiety, and the deep wrinkles seemed to be the marks of sorrow carefully carved by the years with a ruthless chisel. Each wrinkle told of endless worries, as if carrying the vicissitudes of an era. The elders' eyes revealed deep anxiety, their brows were tightly knitted, as if they were thinking about major issues concerning the fate of the empire.

When the elders saw the Purple Vermilion Bird, they immediately rushed forward as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw in the dark. Their steps were a little flustered, and they had lost their usual calmness. Their eyes revealed urgency and anxiety, and they said in trembling voices: "We must continue to move the capital. The Emperor of Chu is eyeing our country covetously. His threat is like a mountain pressing down on our heads. We must not underestimate it. We must not take it lightly!" Their words were full of fear of the unknown, and the trembling voices seemed to be a true portrayal of their inner fears, like a lonely boat swaying in a storm, full of helplessness and confusion. An elder clenched his fists, and beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead. He said anxiously: "The Emperor of Chu has a strong military force, and we can't compete with it at all. If we don't move the capital as soon as possible, the consequences will be disastrous!"

When Zi Zhuque heard this, her eyes instantly burst out with incomparable determination and courage. Her eyes were like torches, blazing and bright, as if they could burn all obstacles and completely dispel the darkness. She responded without flinching: "What practical effect can we get from blindly escaping? If we continue like this endlessly, we will not find any effective way to solve the problem. Only by bravely facing the difficulties can we find a way to break the deadlock and reverse the current unfavorable situation!" Her voice was sonorous and powerful, resounding in the air, like an exciting war drum, inspiring people's fighting spirit and making people's blood boil, as if it could ignite the fire deep in everyone's heart. She looked at the elders with a firm look in her eyes and said loudly: "We are the people of the Red Dragon Empire. We have an indomitable spirit and a strong will. We cannot be defeated by fear so easily!"

After that, she turned around resolutely, took firm steps, and left without hesitation. Her back was like steel, indestructible, exuding an irresistible power. That posture seemed to announce her determination to everyone. She would face any challenge without fear. No matter if there were mountains of swords and seas of fire, or dense thorns ahead, she would move forward bravely and never retreat, like an unshakable monument. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, and her determined back gradually disappeared from people's sight.

The elders looked at the back of the Purple Vermilion Bird as it left, their hearts full of resentment and dissatisfaction. There were sparks of anger in their eyes, and the sparks seemed to devour the back of the Purple Vermilion Bird, like a blazing flame. They all complained in a low voice: "This Purple Vermilion Bird is just a woman, what can she understand? Such stubbornness will sooner or later drag the entire empire into an endless abyss and make it fall into an irretrievable situation!" An elder said angrily: "How can a woman understand our difficulties? She is playing a joke on the fate of the entire empire!" Another elder also echoed: "That's right, who does she think she is? We can't just listen to her!" Their words were full of doubts and dissatisfaction with the Purple Vermilion Bird, but they did not realize that their escape could not solve any problems, but would only make the situation worse, just like a person trapped in a swamp, the more he struggled, the deeper he fell.

At this time, an elder slowly walked out from the crowd. His steps were as heavy as a mountain, and every step seemed to carry endless worries, as if he was carrying a heavy yoke. There was a mysterious light in his eyes, which was deep and dark, elusive, as if hiding countless secrets. A mysterious green smoke rose around him, and the green smoke lingered and swirled like a smart snake, winding and twisting, full of weird breath. The green smoke exuded a mysterious power, causing him to disappear instantly. The green smoke drifted away at an astonishing speed like a ghost. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be distorted, forming ripples visible to the naked eye, like a whirlpool in the water, mysterious and dangerous.

Finally, the smoke landed in a quiet and remote mountain. The trees here are lush, and the dense branches and leaves are intertwined to form a green ocean. The breeze blows, and the leaves rustle, as if it is the whisper of nature. The mountain wind whistles through the woods, making waves of eerie sounds, giving people a creepy feeling, as if there are countless unknown dangers hidden. There, someone has been waiting for a long time, and this person is Caitlin. She is graceful, like a blooming rose, delicate and beautiful, but also exudes a chilling breath, like a rose with thorns, beautiful but dangerous. She is wearing a black long dress, and the hem of the skirt flutters in the wind, like an elf in the dark night. Her eyes are as cold as frost, as if they can freeze all life, making people dare not look at them. That look seems to penetrate people's souls, making people feel endless fear.

When the elder saw Caitlin, he knelt on one knee and greeted Emperor Chu with great respect. Then he told her all the details of the city. His voice was low and suppressed, with a hint of fear and awe, as if he was facing an extremely powerful existence. The voice echoed in the mountains and seemed particularly small. The elder lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Caitlin's eyes. He trembled and said, "Your Majesty, the situation in the Red Dragon Empire is just as we expected. There are disagreements among them. The Purple Vermillion Bird is firmly opposed to moving the capital, while the elders hope to leave as soon as possible."

After listening to the elder's report, Caitlin's lips curled up into an icy smile. Her smile was full of disdain and ridicule, as if everything was under her control, like a queen high above. She said contemptuously: "These people in the city are just grasshoppers in autumn. No matter how hard they struggle, they won't be able to jump for a few days." Her eyes were full of disdain and ridicule, as if they had penetrated time and space and saw the tragic scene of the Red Dragon Empire heading towards its end, like a ruthless judge. She sneered and said: "The end of the Red Dragon Empire is coming, and their fate has long been determined."