My Dreams Connect to Ancient Times-Chapter 171 - 23: The 3-Purity Temple in the Bustling City

Chapter 171: Chapter 23: The 3-Purity Temple in the Bustling City

The Primordial Great Celestial Venerable is Cause and Effect itself. Or rather, Cause and Effect is a part of the Primordial Great Celestial Venerable.

He was also the first to sense that something was wrong.

"Hm?"

In the grand Daoist Palace, the middle-aged Blind Daoist opened his one good eye and frowned slightly.

’Who is usurping the Cause and Effect of The Three Pristine Ones? What audacity...’

His gaze followed the threads of Cause and Effect, piercing through all the Celestial Realms. From beyond the Thirty-Three Celestial Realms above to the depths of the Nine Nether and Yellow Springs below, everything, tangible and intangible, came into view.

Then, he saw.

’Is it that brat?’ The Primordial Great Celestial Venerable was exasperated. With a mere thought, he intercepted the terrifying karmic backlash—enough to crush an Upper Celestial Venerable or a Great Buddha. His gaze swept over a serene little courtyard, and a smile touched his lips.

’This brat isn’t half bad...’

His smile froze, and a chill ran down his spine.

’The karmic entanglement involves all of The Three Pristine Ones. That means the Supreme will sense it too, and he’ll subconsciously look over!’

The middle-aged Daoist scrambled into action, hastily casting a veil of concealment. In the Current World, he hid two of the three bronze statues Lu Xuan had just set up, leaving only the one that symbolized Supreme Profound Clarity.

Only after he felt two other immensely powerful gazes sweep past did he let out a sigh of relief and allow the veil to drop.

"That was close..." The middle-aged Daoist patted his chest, muttering to himself, "If the Supreme had discovered the names Fusheng and Profound Yellow, there would have been huge trouble!"

Meanwhile, in another Daoist Palace, a young Daoist also patted his chest, still shaken. In a third, the Supreme, sitting before the Eight Trigrams Furnace, noticed nothing amiss. He simply chuckled and muttered:

"That brat... is he in such a hurry to become the Supreme?"

...

The rain came so suddenly that many pedestrians were caught unprepared, soaked to the bone in an instant.

Chong Shanhu walked alone through the downpour, his mind a total blank. The streets gradually emptied until he was the only one left.

"Father..." Chong Shanhu clenched his fists. Overnight, the entire Chong Family of Lake City had been wiped out. If he hadn’t come to Langya City ahead of schedule to get settled in, he probably would have...

"Sakata Heavy Industries..." He staggered through the rain before finally collapsing onto the pavement, breaking down into ragged sobs.

He cried for a long time, until the sobs turned silent, and all that could be heard was the downpour.

Chong Shanhu slammed his fist into the ground. The alloy paving stones shattered, cracks spreading out like a spiderweb.

"Old Chong!" A petite figure cut through the curtain of rain, rushing toward him.

Chong Shanhu hastily wiped away his tears and staggered to his feet, forcing a pained smile.

"Xiaoke, what are you doing here...?"

Zhuge Ke rolled her eyes.

"I had nothing better to do, so I performed a divination. It told me something was wrong with you..."

As she spoke, she casually formed a Dharma Seal. Though she was only a Cultivator at the Jade Tower realm, she wove her own qi and blood into the patterns of an array, drawing upon the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi to disperse the rain falling over their heads.

"Your family..." Zhuge Ke sighed softly.

"Did you see it in your divination?" Chong Shanhu asked with a bitter smile.

Zhuge Ke shook her head.

"Not this time. I saw it on the news. It said Sakata Heavy Industries was rolling out a new system in Lake City and was suppressing the prominent families who opposed it, led by the Chong Family. Knowing Sakata Heavy Industries, their so-called ’suppression’ likely means..."

Chong Shanhu fell silent for a moment, then said with sudden intensity:

"Xiaoke, I know the Zhuge Family excels at the art of divination. Can you please help me find out..."

"Divination Fee is five hundred!" she said, holding out her hand.

"Aren’t you even going to ask what it’s for?"

"It’s obviously about how you can get even a sliver of a chance at revenge."

Chong Shanhu was silent for another moment before he said quietly:

"I don’t have any money or my phone with me. Can I...?"

"Fine, put it on your tab." Zhuge Ke gave a brisk nod. "But I’ll tell you up front, this sort of thing is almost impossible to divine. Sakata Heavy Industries has a True Immortal; they’re beyond the scope of my abilities. What I can do is help you find the fastest way to become stronger."

After a pause, she added:

"And even if the path I divine is viable, the outcome isn’t guaranteed to be good. You need to know that beforehand. It’s best to treat it as just a reference."

"Okay." A glimmer of hope appeared in Chong Shanhu’s eyes.

The Zhuge Family was not one of the Five Greats, but they were no weaker, comparable to an ancient Daoist Lineage. Their power came from their Magic Calculation Skill.

’And the girl in front of him was the most talented of the Zhuge Family’s current generation. Maybe she really could...’

While Chong Shanhu’s mind was racing, a few Ancient Copper Coins appeared in Zhuge Ke’s hand.

She tossed the coins into the air, plucked a few strands of rain and wrapped them around the metal, then made her own qi and blood resonate. She shaped her life force into the intricate lines of an array that enveloped the coins, forming an ethereal compass.

"Let’s see..."

A profound, mystical light bloomed in Zhuge Ke’s clear eyes, as if she could peer into the future and see destiny itself. Her hands deftly manipulated the ethereal compass formed from her qi, blood, and the coins.

A moment later, she said:

"I’ve got it. In Langya City, you can become strong very quickly..."

As she said this, she suddenly paused, muttering:

"That’s odd. Why did I get that result? Your great opportunity is... here in Langya City? Let me take a closer look."

As soon as she finished speaking, she took a deep breath and once again channeled her qi and blood, weaving them into mystical threads that fell upon the ethereal compass.

The compass whirled, its needle finally coming to a rest.

They both looked in the direction the needle was pointing.

It was a small courtyard in the city center. Above it hung an ancient plaque, and on it were written three large characters.