My Dreams Connect to Ancient Times-Chapter 66 - 65: By the East Sea, the Great Wind Rises

Chapter 66: Chapter 65: By the East Sea, the Great Wind Rises

The torrential rain stopped abruptly, ceasing in an instant.

At this moment, in a five-star hotel in East Sea City.

"Still no leads." Li Xiaosang sighed softly. "This trial mission from headquarters is too strange. An Evil Cult... Where in East Sea City could we even find a trace of one?"

Beside her, Zhang Tiandong, who had a crush on her, chuckled.

"Xiaosang, isn’t the Security Chief at the East Sea City branch your godfather? I heard he’s about to be promoted to General Manager for the entire city... Why not ask him for some help?"

Before Li Xiaosang could speak, another member frowned and said:

"That’s not a good idea. This mission is a trial from headquarters. We can use outside help, but if that help comes from within the company, it’s a violation... If headquarters finds out, we’ll all be disqualified."

"True." Zhang Tiandong sounded a little disappointed, then immediately asked, "In that case, Xiaosang, besides people from the branch office, do you know anyone else in East Sea City who could help us?"

Li Xiaosang shook her head.

"Not really... Hmm, I’ve met Director Ji from the Inspectorate a few times. I heard his son’s birthday is in two weeks. Let’s use that as an opportunity to pay him a visit."

After a moment’s thought, she added:

"Oh, right, in a few days I might have to make a trip to the shantytown to see an old acquaintance. When I do, you all can..."

"We’ll go with you, of course!" Zhang Tiandong said with a cheeky grin. "It doesn’t matter if we put the mission on hold. It’s not like we have any leads anyway..."

Li Xiaosang frowned, about to refuse, but when she glanced out the window, she froze.

"What is that?"

The three of them walked to the window and stared at the sky, completely astonished.

......

In another large apartment in the city center.

"Since you don’t have school today, you’re staying right here at home and focusing on your Cultivation!"

Ji Bochang smacked his son on the back of the head and glared.

"This Old Master tutors you every day, and you still haven’t stepped into the Jade Tower realm to become a Martial Artist! You’re a disgrace!"

Ji Boduan clutched his head resentfully and mumbled a bit. Then, as if remembering something, he said:

"Oh right, Dad, my birthday’s in two weeks, isn’t it? It’s my last birthday before I turn eighteen! I want to invite a bunch of people, can I?"

Ji Bochang shot him an exasperated look.

"’My last birthday before I turn eighteen’... Leave it to you to come up with that one!"

After a moment’s thought, he waved a hand dismissively.

"Do what you want, but you have to have the party at home. East Sea City... hasn’t been safe lately."

"Awesome!" Ji Boduan practically jumped for joy, his face beaming. "Let’s see, who should I invite? Four-Eyes from my class, Brother Quan, Big Tiger from the next class over... Oh yeah, Dad, I even took on a little brother!" 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

SMACK!

It was another merciless slap from Ji Bochang.

"You’re just a little twerp, and you’re already taking on followers?"

Ji Boduan retorted indignantly,

"My follower might not talk much, but he seems like a good guy. Most importantly—*most* importantly—he’s on good terms with Yanbing Mountain... By that logic, even Yanbing Mountain will have to call me ’Big Bro’..."

"Fine, fine, fine. Do what you want. Invite whoever you want. It’s *your* birthday, not mine..."

Ji Bochang’s voice suddenly cut off.

The torrential rain outside had stopped at some point.

He instinctively glanced outside toward the horizon, his face filling with astonishment.

"What is that??" Ji Boduan also stood up, staring in a daze.

In the sky.

In the skies above East Sea City.

A colossal, illusory peach tree blotted out the Celestial Vault for ten thousand miles. Its trunk swayed, wreathed in visions of Weapons and warhorses!

There were also vast phantoms of Celestial Soldiers and Generals, as well as farmers shouldering hoes, foot soldiers, and merchants. One group was above the great tree, the other below it.

The sound of Unending prayer mingled with the weeping of Immortals. The River of Yellow Springs, filled with buried bones, smashed through the Ghost Gate, surging and roaring!

Within the Yellow Springs, Immortal Corpses rose and sank. Gods and demons wailed in agony, mortals struggled for their lives, and emperors were humbled!

The thunder of war drums echoed, as if from The Beginning of Ancient Times!

All these visions originated from East Sea City, blossoming across the Celestial Vault and stretching for thousands of miles!!

Yan Jiangxue walked out onto the Celestial Platform. As she looked up at the unfolding visions, her heart sank for no reason, then began to pound violently.

"This is..."

The girl paid the sensation no mind, her face a mask of utter disbelief.

’A true vision of Ancient Times? Or something else?’

The peach tree swayed, Celestial Soldiers stood in formation, mortals prayed, the Yellow Springs raged, immortals wept and gods howled... the Red Dust was filled with the sorrow and suffering of war...

’If this is a true vision of Ancient Times... doesn’t that mean this is what Ancient History was actually like?’

As she took in one scene after another, the girl grew more and more alarmed, more and more lost in a trance.

Eventually, lost in her trance, Yan Jiangxue found tears streaming down her face.

With tears welling in her eyes, she smiled as if waking from a long and profound dream.

"So, that’s how it was."

......

Something was happening in East Sea City.

The vision, stretching for ten thousand miles, was immeasurably vast. It didn’t just cover East Sea City; it blanketed the entire Langya Province. There was no hiding it!

Celestial Humans took notice, Earth Immortals focused their senses, and even True Immortals cast their gazes toward it!

"East Sea City..." An Immortal frowned, gazing from an unknown, immense distance. "The vision is originating from the shantytown? Could the rumors of that ultimate ruin be true? It’s already generating phenomena before it’s even opened?"

On Dragon Tiger Mountain, the Celestial Master glanced at the violently trembling Three-Five Evil-Slaying Sword. He stepped out of the Celestial Master Hall once more and walked to the summit.

At the summit, the Old Peach Tree radiated with a pulsing Immortal Light. Nearby, the younger peach tree—one that had long been dead—sprouted a single new bud!

"Excellent! Excellent! Excellent!" The Celestial Master’s expression was one of sheer astonishment. He clapped his hands and burst into loud laughter.

Then, with a look of reverence, he began to chant:

"Praise be! Supreme Profound Clarity, Fusheng Lu Xuan Heavenly Venerable!"

The Immortal Light on the Old Peach Tree intensified, and the bud on the smaller tree grew even greener.

And at this very moment, in all corners of the world.

With the exception of the unshakable Longque Technology, powers like Sakata Heavy Industries, Aotao Organism, and even Celestial God Pharmaceutical and the Giant Bear Group from the West Continent, and Ancient Gene,

as well as ancient Daoist Lineages, thousand-year-old clans, and even the Federation Military!

All at this moment turned their gaze toward the shores of the East Sea!

Driven by greed, an undercurrent of schemes began to surge, each power with its own agenda.

The winds, the winds, the winds!

On the shores of the East Sea, a great wind was rising!!

......

Just as these undercurrents began to swirl among the great powers,

the entire shantytown descended into chaos.

Countless people spilled out onto the narrow streets, staring blankly at the celestial vision, their eyes drawn to the roots of the giant, illusory peach tree.

The roots were centered right here, enveloping the entire shantytown as if it were the very Source of the phenomenon.

Before long, the vision slowly faded, but motes of light, like a rain of celestial radiance, began to drift down, ethereal and pure.

Meanwhile, inside the wooden house.

Qing He Daoist was dumbfounded. Wu Datong was dumbfounded. Qi Tiansheng was dumbfounded.

But no one was more stunned than Lu Xuan.

They weren’t fools. They knew exactly what had caused this phenomenon.

"Fusheng Lu Xuan Heavenly Venerable..." Qing He Daoist muttered. He instinctively glanced at the dazed youth on the bed before looking away, dismissing it as a mere coincidence.

Then, he turned sharply to the equally stupefied Qi Tiansheng, his voice grave.

"To think that the Ancient Ancestor of Dragon Tiger Mountain is so mighty... I was discourteous before."

With that, he clasped his hands and bowed.

Lu Xuan couldn’t help but fidget.

’Generally, when chanting the true name of one of the Immortals and Buddhas, a more intense phenomenon implies one of two things: either the being is incredibly powerful, or they are incredibly close...’

’And since all Immortals and Buddhas have vanished from this world, it can only be the former. For a phenomenon this terrifying and world-shaking, just what kind of being must the Fusheng Lu Xuan Heavenly Venerable be?’

’Remembering the phenomenon that had occurred when he chanted the name of his own Venerable Guangcheng, Qing He Daoist suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to crawl into a hole.’

Meanwhile,

Qi Tiansheng had also snapped out of his daze. He looked around blankly, his face a mask of shock and disbelief.

After a long moment, he shook his head and stammered,

"I... I don’t know what’s going on either. In previous years, during spring, when the peach blossoms bloomed, even when all the Great Daoists on Dragon Tiger Mountain chanted this venerable name together, nothing like this ever happened... Could it be?"

Qi Tiansheng grew excited, his breathing quickening.

"Could it be that with the world’s reawakening, the Profound Clarity Celestial Venerable has also awakened and responded to my prayer?"

Lu Xuan fidgeted again.

Qing He Daoist, Qi Tiansheng, and the other few Little Daoists didn’t notice him. Only Wu Datong shot him a strange sideways glance.

Wu Datong’s mind started racing. ’If I remember correctly,’ he thought, ’that Daoist Monarch from back then—the one I suspected was Lu Xuan in disguise—called himself Profound Clarity...’

’Supreme Profound Clarity... Fusheng Lu Xuan...’

Wu Datong’s expression grew even more peculiar.

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