Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 386: 91: Visiting the Eternal Taoist Temple Master

Translator: 549690339

Having experienced the great battle with the Devil Sect, the mountains around the Spiritual Mountains were badly damaged, with countless shattered peaks. Fortunately, there was a formation protecting the Spiritual Mountains, so the internal damage was not severe. The entrance at the outermost periphery, however, had been bombarded, becoming broken and pitted.

Several rays of light streaked across the sky above the Spiritual Mountains, opening the formation and attracting the attention of many people.

Above the Secular Immortal Peak.

“Finally here.”

Jiang Xuan, dressed in a white dress, was sitting on a chair. She felt a familiar breath passing overhead, her originally guilty face revealed a sense of reason, and an unexpected look. Speaking softly to Zhao Ping’an, who was weeding and plucking out weeds in front of her, she said:

“Ping’an, your dad has come.”

“Dad…”

The soft voice made Zhao Ping’an raise his head in a daze, his eyes filled with disbelief, and his heart filled with confusion.

“Is it true?”

He had always longed for and yearned to see his parents, and now they were really going to appear in front of him. He couldn’t help but feel nervous.

“Yes, he headed towards the Eternal Taoist Temple, probably looking for the Temple Master.”

Jiang Xuan’s originally black hair began to show strands of silvery white, and it lost its luster.

It was clear that in the previous battle, she had burned too much of her essence and blood, which had reduced her lifespan considerably.

“But…my little sister…”

Zhao Ping’an seemed to recall the unbearable scenes not long ago, and his tone was very anxious.

Jiang Xuan patiently comforted: “Don’t worry, your dad will definitely take action. He must be back for your little sister’s sake. I believe he will come to see you after that.”

She gazed at the peaks shrouded in immortal mist and said:

“It’s been five years, and now you have already started remembering things and have a preliminary ability to discern. The reason why I didn’t tell you about your parents’ identities before was that I was worried you would overthink. Now I cannot hide it from you anymore.”

“Your father is a descendant of Ancestor Yan Zu from 500 years ago, the last Crown Prince of the Yan Country, Lord Zhao Huai.”

“Your mother is the current ruler of the Xia Country, the first Empress in a thousand years.”

Zhao Ping’an’s childish face was filled with disbelief. He said, “My dad is the Lord of Yan Country, and my mom is the Xia’s Empress?”

He had been in the Spiritual Mountains for many years and had naturally heard stories of the human world.

“Yes,” Jiang Xuan replied with a serious expression, nodding.

“In the future, you must inherit your father’s legacy in Yan Country and the territory your mother has conquered. The entire Yan and Xia countries are paths laid out by your parents, so you must become strong.”

…

The floating island where the Eternal Taoist Temple was located suspended in the sky.

Several rainbow lights streaked across the sky and landed here.

Zhao Huai’s figure emerged. He took a deep breath. After many years, he had returned to the Spiritual Mountains and arrived here.

Operating his magic power, he raised his voice and sent a message:

“Zhao Huai has come here, requesting to see the Eternal Taoist Temple Master!”

After a long time, there was no response.

Zhao Huai and Shen Yuanshuang exchanged glances, puzzled as to why.

“Let’s go in.”But merely after a while.

A melodious, ethereal sound echoed in his mind.

Zhao Huai no longer hesitated; he stepped onto the green slatestone in the Taoist temple, walking past the front courtyard where the temples of the Three Pure Ones were worshipped, through the central courtyard with its towering ginseng fruit tree, and into the back courtyard.

He saw a middle-aged man with black hair tied back, wearing a brown Taoist robe, sitting under a lush green tree. Two chairs and a table were set up, and a chessboard was laid out on the table for a game. The man thoughtfully played against himself.

It was none other than the Eternal Taoist Temple Master.

Zhao Huai realized that the once-black temples of the Master had turned white by now.

The white temples indicated that the Master had expended much of his cultivation level to set up the Universal Chess Game, thus reducing his lifespan.

Shen Yuanshuang was waiting in the central courtyard as Zhao Huai approached alone, curious as to why the Master could still be calmly playing chess at this time.

“How has your health been, Master? I heard that you used half of your life’s cultivation level to set up the Heavenly and Earthly laws, blocking all Mighty above the Metamorphosis Stage, just to give the cultivators of Central State a possible future.”

Zhao Huai spoke with concern.

Placing a piece down, the Eternal Taoist Temple Master looked up and smiled faintly: “For me, there are no more physical ailments. In fact, this flesh body you see has been re-formed countless times. Eight hundred years ago, when demons rampaged and every Heaven and Earth were embroiled in chaos, as long as the primordial spirit was not extinguished, there would always be a chance at life.”

“When you reach higher realms, you will discover that, to living beings, the flesh body is actually a kind of bondage. Those lofty immortals are supreme beings who have transcended their flesh bodies.”

Zhao Huai recalled the scenes he saw on the Wordless Stone Stele, including the use of Divine Skills for Immortal Burials and the strange and powerful beings he encountered, giving him some understanding of the realm of immortals.

The Eternal Taoist Temple Master sighed, “I often contemplate whether, when the cultivation of the primordial spirit reaches a certain height, it can, of course, discard the flesh body. But without a flesh body, one will gradually lose their humanity, along with various perceptions, including hearing and vision. If people lose all emotions and desires, can they still be considered human?”

Zhao Huai nodded, though he actually had no concept of the profound question in the Master’s mind and could only echo, “The Master has good fortune on his side and will surely live for another ten thousand years.”

The Eternal Taoist Temple Master shook his head, “I’m afraid I won’t see that day. My abilities have already reached their limit. If the path of ascension is still open, maybe I could have experienced the feeling of becoming immortal. Now, it’s time to make the last contribution to this Heaven and Earth.”

“Why is Master so certain?” Zhao Huai asked in confusion.

With a deep gaze, the Eternal Taoist Temple Master said, “A great event occurred in the Ascension Upper Realm, accelerating the process of the destruction of this Heaven and Earth. There is no time left; we must find a way to solve the current predicament.”

“Isn’t that the very reason you’re here?”

Zhao Huai was shocked. How serious must something be for the half-immortal Eternal Taoist Temple Master to call it a major event?

“What exactly happened?” asked Zhao Huai.

“Through divination, this humble Daoist has sensed some indications. Soon, the matter will erupt, and when it does, no one will be able to fend for themselves, and then you will naturally know.”

It seemed that the Eternal Taoist Temple Master didn’t want to reveal too much to Zhao Huai, whose cultivation level was too low, so he asked, “Aren’t you seeking Zhao Ruyue?”

“Indeed, I am,” confirmed Zhao Huai earnestly.

“Go on without fear; with me here, nobody above the Metamorphosis Stage can touch a single hair on your head. Since you are at the Rebirth Realm, you should be prepared to face your enemies.”

“The Universal Chessboard shows that Zhao Ruyue has not yet reached the Heavenly Devil Palace of the Northern State. She is still within the Central State’s territory, about to arrive at Wuwei City. If you go now, you will still make it.”

“With Master’s assurance, Zhao Huai has no more worries!”

Zhao Huai expressed his deep gratitude with a respectful bow.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and said, “Junior seems to have learned of another method of ascension through an ancient relic.”

The Eternal Taoist Temple Master turned his back, his hands folded behind him, and said, “Are you talking about crossing the Luo River? I know about that method. Back then, Ancestor Yan Zu crossed the Upper Realm using that method, fighting against the ancestral-level beings of every Heaven and Earth, establishing his great reputation. But now, there’s no news of him.”

“Some things are more complicated than you think. The Ascension Realm may not be a sacred place, but rather an environment of deception, competition, and elimination. Just wait until the day you can venture into the Ascension Realm, and you will understand.”

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