Chapter 296: with translation of chapter title: 296

296 「It's the heavenly eye, little Jiu's heavenly eye is about to fully open! 」

Forcibly probing the Heavenly Dao, this matter isn't that easy.

It requires the protection of many mystic masters, setting up an altar and arranging a qi-gathering formation.

Tushan Jiu communicated this matter with Xu Jiangshan; they both need to make preparations.

Three days later, they will set up the altar to perform the ritual, borrowing the prophecy of the Son of Fortune.

This matter quickly spread down below.

Tushan Tu and the others came up the next day to find Tushan Jiu, and Xie Shiyu happened to be there as well.

Tushan Tu: «Granddaughter, are you sure you want to take a shortcut? »

Tushan Sheng: «Yeah, miss, if you don't succeed you'll definitely suffer backlash. »

Tushan Jiu and Xie Shiyu exchanged a glance, just about to speak and explain, but they had already discussed this matter.

But Luan Yunhua gave them a sideways glance first and said, «No, you two big men, really finicky—did you forget that the grandson-in-law is the Son of Fortune? If little Jiu suffers backlash, borrowing a bit of fortune at home would just make up for it. »

The two elders: «...... » They really know how to play.

Seeing that the two elders hadn't thought of this, Luan Yunhua snapped, «Still talking about assistance? I see you two don't even get assistance—how could you not think of this! »

Tushan Sheng and Tushan Tu in unison protested: «This isn't just worrying causing chaos, is it? »

Tushan Jiu and Gu Meng exchanged a glance, holding back laughter.

Luan Yunhua took little Jiu's hand and said, «Little Jiu, this time you're also pioneering a new path for our Tushan Family. Matters between the demon realm and the human realm must not involve the ghost realm—you must be careful in everything, heard? »

Tushan Jiu knows this; it was the same a hundred years ago, and one must follow the laws of the Heavenly Dao.

It's just like updating and replacing generations; the ghost realm must not interfere in the affairs of the yang world.

Tushan Tu also nodded, pulling a small jade bottle from his pocket: «Although we can't openly interfere in this matter, the rules don't say we can't support it with force. Inside is condensed ghost power from nearly ten thousand years; take it, and at a critical moment you can transform it into qi to boost your cultivation. »

Tushan Sheng: «Right, miss, you can use this with confidence—it's been refined by us, completely without side effects. Wait for dad to return, have his troops keep training, and once they're ready I'll send it up to you. »

Tushan Jiu was astonished—that's ten thousand years of condensed ghost power; the Tushan Family really is generous.

She scratched her head: «I have a question—what rank does our family hold on the wealth list down below? »

Tushan Mu raised his chin, matter-of-factly: «Ah, we accidentally became the top richest, ding ding! »

Tushan Jiu and Xie Shiyu exchanged another glance.

They've taken both the richest of the yin and yang realms— isn't that a bit too ostentatious?

Having put away her surprise, Tushan Jiu reassured everyone: «It's fine, rest assured—I'm not alone; behind me are countless mystic masters. Moreover, the hundred-year pact is too unreliable; this time our goal is an eternal treaty! »

Tushan Sheng shouted: «Good! You've got ambition! »

His loud voice startled several people.

Gu Meng glared at him, and Tushan Sheng gave an embarrassed chuckle: «Hehe, my daughter is just awesome. »

Gu Meng: «Tch, using your words! »

Tushan Jiu also felt helpless, thinking that this is just how most parents feel—seeing their own child as always good.

Actually, there's still one more thing those people came up for.

That is—they miss the kids and want to see their two great-grandsons/grandnephews.

Tushan Jiu: «...... »

Now the two little rascals can already crawl, they know how to tease people, and they've kept the elders' mouths turned up in smiles.

Xie Shiyu put his arm around Tushan Jiu, watching their descendants from the side, thinking that with a big family comes a small home, and at this moment there are countless happy little families like theirs.

Therefore.

This battle must be won!

Three days later, at the office.

With Tushan Jiu and Xie Shiyu as the center, they set up the formation and opened the altar at the Nan Cheng office to perform the ritual.

This time the protectors aren't Maomao and his few companions, but Xu Jiangshan and a host of old heavenly masters.

Tushan Tu and Tushan Sheng of the Tushan Family, both ghosts, are also present.

Tushan Jiu is also quite proper this time.

A great blade, nine sticks of incense, one chi of red cloth, four bronze measuring rulers, plus a piece of plain silk covered in oracle bone script, using blood instead of cinnabar.

Their fingertips pricked, Tushan Jiu and Xie Shiyu each dropped a drop of blood onto that blade.

Soon the two drops of blood merged together and were quickly absorbed by the blade.

After the absorption was complete, the blade emitted a faint golden gas, which grew ever richer.

Tushan Jiu stepped forward, made hand seals, lit the incense, and paid respects to Heaven and Earth.

She solemnly declared: «Burning nine pillars of incense, I pay respects to Heaven and Earth. Defying heaven to change fate, severing life and death, the iron blade extends its due—today I extend it to the fated one, the 283rd generation blade-bearer, Tushan Jiu. I dare to ask Heaven: I lend the blade to the great Son of Fortune, to probe the Heavenly Dao! »

As her words fell, Xie Shiyu went to take the great blade hanging from the silk.

But at that moment, a tremendous roar sounded from the sky, as if warning them they were acting rashly.

Xie Shiyu glanced up at the sky, yet his hand's movement remained firm without the slightest pause.

Grasping the great blade in his hand, Xie Shiyu responded according to procedure: «This blade, I, Xie Shiyu, have borrowed. »

Crack.

Another clap of thunder.

Tushan Jiu's face paled a bit, her voice trembling slightly as she said: «Deal, initial, step, reached, accomplished! »

Immediately she swiftly closed her eyes; while chanting the blade-lending words earlier, she had felt her vision blur, and at the very moment she declared the deal accomplished, her eyes suffered a sharp pain, turning completely black.

More importantly, her brow burned, and the pain grew increasingly obvious.

Tushan Jiu thought, «Is this the price of forcibly questioning Heaven? »

But at this moment she couldn't afford to think about that; she focused her attention and began to 'look'.

There was an image, but she couldn't see it clearly; mist blocked the view in front of it.

She furrowed her brows, mobilizing the qi on her body to dispel that layer of mist.

But that mist could not be dispelled no matter how she tried.

Tushan Jiu felt pain between her brows to the point of numbness, as if countless needles were pricking her brow.

She was somewhat puzzled; she was using her eyes to "look", why did her brow hurt?

Time passed second by second; Xie Shiyu and the others saw Tushan Jiu's complexion worsening, yet they dared not interrupt her.

Because once a prophecy begins, if the prophet is interrupted, they will immediately suffer backlash and severe injury.

Xie Shiyu turned his head and asked Jiang Shan, is there any way to transfer his own fortune to Tushan Jiu?

Her condition now clearly abnormal; her brow began to redden, with intricate golden light patterns emerging.

Jiang Shan and the others were also extremely anxious, but they had indeed never seen such a situation before.

At that moment, the silent Tushan Tu exclaimed in surprise: "I know now."

Everyone heard the sound and looked over.

Tushan Tu: "It's the heavenly eye; little Jiu's heavenly eye is about to fully open!"