Chapter 344: Grand Void Legacy

He Pingsheng glanced over, and the man was none other than the Dragon Abyss Daoist of Qi State.

Long Yuan's figure flashed once on the mountain and vanished without a trace; He Pingsheng had no way to chase him down now.

He could only lift his head, staring at the empty sky, hoping for even a single thread of Creation Golden Light to fall.

After all, Qiao Huizhu had received Creation Golden Light during her eighth or ninth heavenly tribulation to stabilize her body—why shouldn't I get any?

But…

There wasn't a single bit!

Not even a puff of smoke.

He Pingsheng's face twisted in bitterness: Nine-nine tribulation? That's it?

Correct. Everyone assumed he had endured the Three-Nine Tribulation.

But only he knew he had just passed the Nine-Nine Tribulation.

When the second wave of tribulation lightning struck, his mind instantly cleared—he understood everything.

His tribulation had not begun with the first wave.

Others started with the first wave, then the second.

He started with the seventh.

Then came the eighth, then the ninth.

Where had the first six waves gone?

Hmm…

The first six waves had been diverted by Heaven's Dao onto the Ninth Imperial Prince.

It was that absurd!

So the question arises: what kind of tribulation had the Ninth Imperial Prince originally faced?

Unknown!

Regardless, due to He Pingsheng's actions, the Ninth Imperial Prince had struck incredible luck—he absorbed He Pingsheng's six heavenly lightning strikes and inherited He Pingsheng's fortune.

His future rise to glory was certain.

Of course, He Pingsheng's own fortune had not diminished because of it.

He pulled out a 【Golden Bone Elixir】, supreme grade!

Then swallowed it in one gulp.

Though the Golden Bone Elixir was a first-grade elixir, it was more than sufficient for bodily repair.

After consuming the supreme-grade Golden Bone Elixir, He Pingsheng's injuries healed at a visibly rapid rate.

But he also noticed the crack on his Golden Core had not healed.

In other words, the Golden Bone Elixir repaired only the flesh, not the Golden Core.

Irrelevant!

He Pingsheng took a deep breath: healing the body was enough for now; he'd craft other elixirs later to mend the Golden Core.

That wouldn't be hard.

At that moment, a voice suddenly entered He Pingsheng's mind.

"My disciple Pingsheng…"

This…

He Pingsheng shuddered at the voice: "M…Master… is it you?"

The voice belonged to the Grand Void Ancestor.

But the Grand Void Ancestor had died many years ago—how could he suddenly appear?

As He Pingsheng grew increasingly tense, the voice continued: "Congratulations—you've finally broken through to the Golden Core realm… Now that you've reached Golden Core, you should be able to sense what I left within your mind-sea!"

"The Grand Void Great Mystery Scripture is an exceptionally unique art!"

"And its rank is high—Heavenly Class, Mid-Grade!"

"After cultivation, the Five Elements unify…"

"How could I let such a heaven-defying art be lost? I implanted it within your mind-sea long ago!"

"When you thought I was attempting possession, I was actually entering your mind-sea to leave this scripture behind!"

"As for why I didn't transmit it to you directly, but went through such elaborate means—there are hidden reasons…"

The Grand Void Ancestor's voice echoed endlessly in He Pingsheng's mind.

At that moment, He Pingsheng's face darkened with disappointment.

This was not his Master resurrected.

It was merely a recorded message he had left behind.

His Master had never attempted possession.

He had lived his full life.

Had he wished to possess another, he could have done so long ago—the Five Element Spirit Roots were not unique to He Pingsheng; finding another would not have been difficult.

Since the Ancestor never possessed anyone else, he would not have possessed He Pingsheng.

Therefore, what he had arranged in the Grand Void Hall was not a possession ritual, but a transmission array—fully named: the Heavenly Demon Soul Fusion Transmission Array.

The greatest mystery was: why not simply transmit the scripture directly?

Why make it so complicated?

The Grand Void Ancestor had his own reasons.

He could not fully trust He Pingsheng—he didn't know whether He Pingsheng would ever grow strong enough.

If He Pingsheng failed, and the scripture fell into others' hands, it would likely continue to cause harm: countless cultivators would slaughter Five Element Spirit Root cultivators to steal their roots and absorb them.

That was not what he wished to see.

The Grand Void Ancestor said: if He Pingsheng grew strong, the scripture would have a worthy successor.

If he truly failed to grow, then the scripture need not be passed on at all.

A harmful art, once passed, brings no benefit.

"My Master's great righteousness…" He Pingsheng closed his eyes and murmured softly: "Disciple misunderstood you, Elder!"

The Master's voice did not end—he continued: "I told you before… Wuwei coveted this scripture because after cultivation, it grants one extraordinary ability!"

"That is… the Golden Core Passage!"

"He is already a person devoid of spiritual roots—if he re-cultivates this scripture and awakens his root, he may still have a slim chance to reach the Nascent Soul realm!"

"But he is not a Five Element Spirit Root cultivator; to practice this art, he must kill a Five Element Spirit Root cultivator. Though he is my son, I cannot bear to let him do it!"

"Disciple, how far you go depends entirely on your destiny!"

"I do not know whether you will ever hear this message!"

"Ah… all is fate, all is destined… Farewell!"

The long, ancient voice seemed to sigh deeply, then vanished completely.

He Pingsheng was already weeping uncontrollably.

A white orb suddenly appeared in his mind-sea.

It was a mass of information.

The transmission of the Grand Void Great Mystery Scripture.

"What's going on?"

"It's just a tribulation—why are you crying?"

"This…"

"He must be heartbroken."

"Yes… everyone thought he was a man of great fortune, but he only endured the Three-Nine Tribulation!"

"Heh… even the Three-Nine Tribulation is bad enough, but to endure such intense lightning? Just thinking about it makes one heartbroken!"

…

The crowd on the square watched with malicious glee.

He Pingsheng had no need to argue with them.

He wiped his tears and thought of another question.

Why?

Why had Heaven's Dao done this?

I endured the Nine-Nine Tribulation—why hide it?

Was it to protect me?

Very likely!

If that's the case, then the absence of Creation Golden Light to repair his body, and the absence of the Golden Core Passage, becomes understandable.

If the intent was protection, then protect fully.

Hide everything.

Perhaps… it truly was so!

Once he understood, He Pingsheng rose from the high platform, stepped forward, and landed on the square.

Countless cultivators on the square boarded their vessels.

The Nascent Soul official from Hongshi County, Jingxin, glanced at He Pingsheng and asked: "Xu Kunlun, you're from Hongshi County—would you like to return with me?"

He Pingsheng smiled coldly: "No need. I have my own way back."

He feared Jingxin might turn against him, so he turned and boarded the large ship bound for Tiannan City.

Going to Tiannan City was only natural.

After all, he had bought a round-trip ticket when he arrived.