Ch. 71 - Jade Terrace Realm

Taiyu Holy Sect, Jade Terrace Realm.

“A Tong Xuan Heart Ghost Bloodline descendant has been born in the Luoxia Mountains Range.”

He sat on the futon, his old Taoist robe creased and wrinkled, and his attention drew to the bronze statue that was enshrined behind the desk.

The hall was very dark, with only dozens of shaky lights, and even the hall outside was dead silent, without a single living being.

Even the great masters within the Jade Terrace Realm seemed to have forgotten that there was an ancient hall that had been neglected for a long time at the corner.

The face of the idol was vague. But as if responding to the man's words, a hazy gray light condensed from the feet of the statue, and in a moment it turned into an old man in a gray robe.

The old man wore a crown of nine beads on his head, his gray robe was covered with dense divine seal inscriptions, and the aura surrounding him tumbled wildly, like an abyss.

"Yu Jingtian, if I remember correctly, you haven't spoken for 23,000 years, have you?”

The gray-robed old man lowered his gaze and looked at the Taoist who was still sitting on the futon.

The man just laughed to himself.

“Yu Jingtian.” The gray-robed old man still maintained enough patience.

“You, the high and mighty City God, still remembers me …” Yu Jingtian stood up and pulled the lapels of his wrinkled Taoist robe.

The gray-robed old man flicked his sleeves, and hundreds of specks of light lit up in the hall. Suddenly, the hall, which was dim, became bright as day.

“Don't forget, this hall is one of my several dedicated shrines.” the City God seemed a little helpless, “You have stayed here for more than 20,000 years, and I can’t seem to drive you away. Tell me, how can I forget?”

Yu Jingtian pointed outside and said with a smile: “This Jade Terrace Realm, this Taiyu Holy Sect, can it still accommodate me?”

The City God was silent.

The Taiyu Holy Sect was a behemoth that traverses the entire Yuanyan Earth Realm, and the gray-robed old man was the Yuanyan City God who was in charge of all the Heaven and Earth Gods in the Yuanyan Earth Realm. The relationship between the two was extremely complicated. It was inconvenient for this City God to say more about the internal affairs of the Taiyu Holy Sect.

“The bloodline of the Tong Xuan Heart Ghost is really rare,” the gray-robed old man was silent for a moment, and continued, “and within the boundaries of Yuanyan, there have been no transitional creatures born for thousands of years. Where did the bloodline of the Tong Xuan Heart Ghost come from?”

Yu Jingtian sat back on the futon again, and said feebly, “Can't you trace it back to the source?”

The gray-robed old man glanced at him, then closed his eyes slightly. The divine imprint on his robe shone with dazzling divine light, and a vast and ethereal aura surged out around him.

After a few breaths, he opened his eyes, and there were obvious emotional fluctuations in his tone, and said in a deep voice: “The Tong Xuan Heart Ghost has already survived the three disasters since he was born, and he has the power to reverse the heaven and earth (course of life), which is beyond my divine power to scry. However, there are some traces left on the body of this Tong Xuan Heart Ghost Bloodline descendant.”-

“Why is your tone a little off?” Yu Jingtian's mind stirred and he asked.

Yuanyan City God's expression was more solemn and said, “You can see for yourself.”

As he lifted his hand, a light curtain condensed out from the hall, and several extremely clear pictures appeared one by one.

…

“What are you holding in your hand?”

Ji Hong's tone trembled slightly.

Zhao Yinyue raised her finger and showed a piece of wood carving.

It was a creature that Ji Hong had never seen before.

This spirit was standing barefoot, surrounded by fiery golden silk and crimson, with six magic weapons floating behind it: bell, drum, wooden fish, golden bowl, mortar and pestle, and a treasure hammer.

“Yue'er, what is this?!” Fear grew within Ji Hong's heart and soul, “Here, we only worship the god of the land of Taichu! What evil woodcarving are you holding!?”

Zhao Yinyue breathed: “The spirit carved in this wooden sculpture is not the righteous gods of heaven and earth in Northern Luzhou. Rather It's 'Luohan', have you heard of it?”

Northern Luzhou was under the jurisdiction of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Courts, where the living beings in it worship countless gods of heaven and earth as well as Taoist deities.

“Yue'er, what is wrong with you?”

“I just knew what my destiny was.” The girl sighed and casually put the wooden sculpture down.

It was only then that Ji Hong realized that there were several other wooden sculptures of different shapes and forms in her hand. Although they differed slightly from the “Luohan”, they were very similar in some ways.

…

“What kind of wood carving is that, why have I never seen it?”

The light curtain faded away and Yu Jingtian had long since stood up straight with a grave expression

The City God was a little hesitant to speak.

Seeing this, Yu Jingtian's brows scrunched up as he said, “The Tong Xuan Heart Ghost Bloodline is extremely important. In some respects, it is even related to the development of the Taiyu Holy Sect for ten thousand years in the future. Although I have some sordid dealings with the sect, I do not dare to be the least bit negligent in this matter.”

After the long silence the City God opened his mouth, “Do you know that beyond the almost endless and vast territory of the Northern Luzhou, there is a remote world beyond reach?”

Yu Jingtian nodded and said: “Although Northern Luzhou is vast, it is not really endless. I have known from ancient books that there are the other three major provinces, the Thirty Three Heavenly Courts, Twenty Four Sacred Realms between heaven and earth, and there are countless immortal islands and divine courts.”

“The vastness of the heavens and the earth is beyond speculation,” the City God nodded and continued, “Even a tyrannical creature like you in the Divine Palace realm of spirits has never even ventured out from this small Yuanyan realm.”

Yu Jingtian frowned, but did not refute.

Yuanyan City God glanced at him and continued: “I used to be a small deified creature of the small Suyan Mountain God, and cultivated hard for more than 100,000 years. Only after breaking through three stages, was I able to attain the position of a City God of Yuanyan Earth Realm.

“After I attained the status of the City God, the City God imprint that I came up with had many memories inside, so I had some idea of the provenance of the wooden sculpture.

“The creatures carved on it does not exist in Northern Luzhou, but comes from the legendary Xi (West) Niu Hezhou.”

Yu Jingtian murmured in a low voice: “Xi Niu Hezhou, a place that exists only in records.”

With a snort, the Yuanyan City God said: “The records in those ancient books are almost all true, but you are too young to have seen it in your lifetime.”

“Then this Tong Xuan Heart Ghost bloodline, should we re-cultivate it or not?” In Yu Jingtian's eyes, there was a bit of thought.

“This is the matter of your Taiyu Holy Sect, and it has nothing to do with me.” Yuanyan City God shook his head, lightly flicked his sleeves, and left the hall, followed by the divine light.

Yu Jingtian was dazed for a while, then suddenly laughed out loud to himself.

“Forget it, although I still hold the position of Jade Terrace Realm Master, but almost no one in the Taiyu Holy Sect knows me, so why should I be so concerned about the sect’s affairs?”

After these words, he sat back down on the futon and regained his feeble appearance, and the hall gradually dimmed down until it was completely dark and dead.

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