Chapter 504: The Wind Rises from the End of the Duckweed (Combined Chapter)
The Profound Weapon conceals its light; ordinary means cannot possibly probe it!
On the Eight Directions Pagoda, Qin Yun lowered his gaze, staring intently; within his eyes, faint golden flames seemed to interweave like a pupil within a pupil, illuminating the small courtyards beneath the Eight Directions Pagoda!
"No fluctuations at all!"
Qin Yun frowned slightly!
He can suppress the Great Desolation Jia Sea Purple-Gold Spear by relying on the Eight Directions Pagoda and his own cultivation; if this young fellow possesses the Sea-Splitting Profound Whale Hammer, by what right can he suppress it?
Or does the true master of the Profound Whale Hammer lie elsewhere?
"Strange!"
Qin Li Shixian, only now realizing it, also reacted:
"Is the rumor false? Or did Long Yunchan leave that Profound Whale Hammer at the Dragon-Tiger Temple before descending the mountain?"
Both grandfather and granddaughter were somewhat astonished!
"I'd guess it was left at the Dragon-Tiger Temple!"
Qin Yun had no intention of probing deeper, and instead said: "This time, the disturbances at the Eight Directions Temple were violent; even with their differences, the Five Great Dao Sects will likely have to make a trip to the Divine Capital!"
"Hmph, that group of old fellows has always regarded the Daoist Tianyun Profound Weapons as their private property; this disturbance at the Eight Directions Temple, I fear, has frightened them all!"
"!"
Qin Li Shixian snorted coldly; she felt the same!
From ancient times to the present, over thousands of years, Grand Masters have existed in every generation, but only the Five Great Dao Sects have flourished without decline, relying on the Daoist Tianyun Profound Weapons!
This is the foundation of a sect's enduring prosperity!
She need not even inquire; the scene just now will surely trigger
a violent reaction from the Five Great Dao Sects!
"Without this scare, I'd guess they would have hesitated for a long time!"
Qin Yun understood this perfectly: "Perhaps this is also the imperial court's purpose."
"Can this grand sacrifice of the imperial court truly succeed?"
Qin Li Shixian furrowed her brows, quite startled; the moment the Purple-Gold Spear slipped from its grip, her heart skipped a beat!
"Hard to say!"
Qin Yun shook his head; the scene just now had truly startled him as well!
The disturbances at the Eight Directions Temple have reached this extent; they are already different from the grand sacrifice as he knows it. This is only the second time; if it reaches the third time...
"Then what about us?"
Qin Li Shixian asked!
"Hmm!"
Qin Yun pondered briefly and gave orders!
"Take my handwritten letter and go see Long Yunchan and Daoist Yuan Qing; afterward, you may accompany them to the Divine Capital... As for this old man..."
Qin Yun paused: "This old man is preparing to go find those two guests from beyond the heavens."
Qin Li Shixian, who had been stifled for a long time, now felt quite excited!
"Leave the Purple-Gold Spear behind!"
Qin Yun raised his hand and seized the long spear: "If the Eight Directions Temple truly has further disturbances, you may not be able to suppress it!"
Qin Li Shixian was reluctant, but could only release the long spear from her palm, turned, and vanished inside the Eight Directions Pagoda!
"Grand sacrifice, grand sacrifice."
Inside the pagoda, Qin Yun lightly spun the long spear; suddenly, he slashed it through the air, and only then did he hear a 'hum'
sound, and a dark, lightless doorway appeared within the Eight Directions Pagoda!
"The Eight Directions Pagoda is not a Daoist Tianyun Profound Weapon after all; this You Jing..."
Qin Yun planted the long spear before the door, grabbed an ancient mirror hanging on the wall, and stepped into that light-gate!
Wooo!
You Jing, at the end of Jin Lin's path!
Wang Jin stood clad in armor, holding a bronze mirror high with both hands; intense incense burned within the mirror, projecting dazzling light that illuminated the battlefield of slaughter in the distance!
Between the dim flickering, a colossal beast swept across the sky; wherever it passed, malevolent qi rolled like waves, and a human figure darted through the darkness, battling the beast!
The clash between man and beast echoed within a hundred li, stirring up gusts of hurricane howls!
Seen from afar, the darkness surged like a tide, eager to devour anyone it chose!
Crack.
After a long while, Wan Wan Zhuliu suddenly landed; he raised his long blade horizontally, and waves of blade-light scattered, leaving deep marks on the ground.
Bang.
As the blade-light dispersed, a colossal beast fell to the ground; the pungent stench of blood instantly enveloped Wang Jin and the entire group behind him!
"Ah, it's poisonous."
"Quick, take the antidote pill."
The group cried out in alarm, fumbling frantically; Wang Jin frowned but did not reprimand them, instead holding the bronze mirror and walking toward Wan Wan Zhuliu!
"This is... a Bai Tan Spirit Goat?"
Upon approaching, borrowing the light of the Great Eye Heaven-Watching Mirror, Wang Jin finally saw the true form of that massive creature!
It was a spirit goat with pure black fur, nearly nine zhang tall, with giant horns on its head; now sliced horizontally into two pieces by a single blade, its internal organs and blood spilled all over the ground!
"About right!"
Wan Wan Zhuliu sheathed his blade, and the malevolent qi on his body dissipated: "This strange place was formed by the Zhu De Shen Jing of the Jin Lin Bell Master from long ago..."
This is his spiritual form, at the Unity level, exceptionally ferocious!
"Indeed brutal!"
Wang Jin nodded; he had watched the entire battle—this giant beast had been extraordinarily savage, and had he been in its place, he feared he would have fought a long, grueling battle!
It was brutal, yes, but the benefits were also considerable!
Wan Wan Zhuliu reached out and seized it; a cluster of gray-black spiritual light surged from the phantom beast's body, within which flickering shadows danced!
The phantom beast originated from the spiritual form of a deceased Grand Master; this light naturally contained part of that Grand Master's legacy!
"Indeed a fine treasure!"
Wang Jin grew envious—this spiritual light not only contained the memories of the past, but could also be used to forge artifacts and refine pills!
"This You Jing is truly bizarre; this phantom beast behaves like a living thing."
Amid a retinue of imperial guards, the Emperor of Qian stepped forward slowly and touched the horn of the spiritual sheep: "It counts as a harvest—a He Yi Jing phantom beast; its flesh, sinews, and bones are all of extraordinary quality!"
The Emperor of Qian cast a glance; the imperial guards immediately stepped forward and dragged the giant beast away!
"Disperse!"
The Emperor of Qian spoke; the imperial guards bowed and scattered!
Wang Jin held up the bronze mirror to light their way, and the three walked toward the end of Jin Lin's path, where a massive incense burner stood, its incense now reduced to a faint ember burning faintly!
"The Eight-Faced Temple has stirred violently—Huang Huang Longzi's ritual is far more refined than our own tentative explorations!"
Before the incense burner, Wu Wu Yingxing frowned tightly; only upon seeing the Emperor of Qian did he bow respectfully!
"The ritual was flawless, the incense sufficient—why then has the Eight-Faced Temple appeared but not opened?"
The Emperor of Qian frowned!
With the light of the Daylight Supervising Mirror, he scanned the surroundings; for dozens of li around, the land had become ruins, littered with blood and remains, the blade qi still undispersed!
"Just now, when the Eight-Faced Temple appeared, only ten Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing responded; two showed no reaction—could this failure be related?"
"Just now, when the Eight Directions Temple manifested, only ten Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing responded. Two showed no reaction at all — could the failure be related to this?"
"Which two?"
The Emperor of Qian frowned!
Wang Jin said nothing, only looked toward Wu Wu Yingxing, who held a coin and replied: "According to my divination, the ones that did not respond should be the Da Huang Jia Hai Purple Gold Spear, and the Riptide Black Whale Hammer!"
Wang Jin said nothing, merely looked toward Wu Wu Yingxing. The latter pinched the coin and answered: "According to my divination, the ones that did not respond should be the Da Huang Jia Hai Purple Gold Spear, and the Sea-Splitting Mystic Whale Hammer!"
The Emperor of Qian walked to the altar and scooped up a handful of burned incense ash: "As for the Purple Gold Spear, I'll set that aside—I recall the Riptide Black Whale Hammer has already emerged, so why did it not respond?"
"It must have been suppressed!"
Wu Wu Yingxing sighed: "The Chang Hong Yi Wu Sword, suppressed by the Qian Yan Fa Master, responded the latest—perhaps the other two Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing share the same reason!"
"Suppressing Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing?"
The Emperor of Qian furrowed his brow; those capable of suppressing Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing—whether in this age or traced back thousands of years—numbered fewer than a handful: "Could it be Qin Yun?"
"It may not be related to the Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing at all!"
At this moment, Wan Wan Zhuliu spoke, walking calmly to the altar: "The Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing stirred because the Eight-Faced Temple summoned them—not because the Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing stirred that the Eight-Faced Temple appeared."
Emperor Qian knit his brows. Those who could suppress Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing — not to speak of the present age, but tracing back several thousand years — there were only a handful: "Could it be that Qin Yun?"
Wu Wu Yingxing's heart stirred slightly: "What does His Highness believe?"
"The conditions for the Great Ritual have not yet been truly fulfilled!"
Wan Wan Zhuliu offered no explanation; he reached out and took the bronze mirror from Wang Jin's hand, activating its light toward the place where the Eight-Faced Temple had appeared!
Wu Wu Yingxing's heart stirred slightly: "What does Your Highness think?"
Within the mirror, incense smoke rolled and burned fiercely, the light growing ever brighter!
One li, several li, dozens of li—until even Wang Jin felt a pang of pain—the Daylight Supervising Mirror's light had reached hundreds of li away, and where the light passed, faint black shadows flickered!
Wan Wan Zhuliu had no intention of explaining. He raised his hand, took the bronze mirror from Wang Jin's hand, and channeled the mirror's light to shine upon the place where the Eight Directions Temple had once appeared!
"Only the Great Ritual reveals the Temple!"
After a moment, Wan Wan Zhuliu lowered the mirror; the growls from the darkness drew nearer; the group exchanged glances, packed up the altar, and turned to leave!
One li, several li, ten-odd li — until even Wang Jin felt a pang of heartache, the Great Sun Monitoring Heaven Mirror's light had already reached several hundred li away. Wherever the radiance passed, dark shadows could faintly be seen flickering!
On the Star Gazing Platform, the Jin Lin Bell rang out!
Beneath the black umbrella, Huang Huang Longzi sat in quiet meditation, his expression calm, unconcerned that he had been excluded for the second time!
After a long while, he opened his eyes; a cohort of imperial guards emerged from the bell's resonance, carrying carcasses of ferocious beasts—some like tigers and leopards, others like oxen and sheep!
Each was at least the size of a house, bristling with ferocity and menace!
"Being cut off by the Eight-Faced Temple, the phantom beasts in this Fang You Jing are of low rank, but their numbers are plentiful..."
Beneath the black umbrella, Huang Huang Longzi sat quietly cultivating. His expression was calm and peaceful, and he did not care that he had been excluded for the second time!
Only the Shen Jing formed by Ru Dao cultivators returns to You Jing upon death—but You Jing is not limited to Ru Dao Shen Jing and He Yi Jing alone!
After a moment, the imperial guards departed; only then did Wan Wan Zhuliu and the others emerge!
"Have any of you gained anything?"
Huang Huang Longzi rose and smiled as he asked!
Concerned with the Great Ritual, the Da Yun monarch and ministers had been extremely cautious—only now had they tried the ritual he provided!
The group exchanged glances; finally, the Emperor of Qian spoke: "Your ritual is indeed exquisitely refined, yet the Eight-Faced Temple still appeared but did not open—do you know why?"
So direct!
"Have any of you made any discoveries?"
Huang Longzi stood up and asked with a smile!
As this concerns the Grand Sacrifice, the Great Fortune monarch and his ministers were extremely cautious; only now have they attempted the ritual he provided!
The few exchanged glances, and then the Dry Emperor spoke: "Your ritual is indeed exceedingly exquisite, yet the Eight Directions Temple remains visible but unopened. Do you know the reason?"
So direct!
Huang Huang Longzi was inwardly amused, but did not answer directly, instead saying:
"The ritual I have offered has already been verified by all of you without error, so what about that which I seek?"
"That spirit tortoise's whereabouts are uncertain. A few days ago, it was spotted on Yanshan Road!"
The Qian Emperor glanced at Wu Wu Yingxing, who replied: "That old tortoise seems to be searching for something!"
"Yanshan Road!"
Huang Huang Longzi's eyes flickered!
Wu Wu Yingxing added: "Based on the intelligence you provided, we have actually found another visitor from beyond the heavens. She is presently also on Yanshan Road!"
"Chi He Lian is also on Yanshan Road?"
Huang Huang Longzi's gaze darkened: "You all knew long ago?"
"You must not misunderstand, sir!"
The Qian Emperor spoke: "This news only arrived not long ago. At the time you were arranging the altar, and we did not dare to disturb you!"
"Is that so?"
Huang Huang Longzi tugged at the corner of his mouth, grabbed his great umbrella, and was about to turn around when Wan Wan Zhuliu called out to him!
"The ritual is imminent. It would be best for you to remain in Shendu City!"
Wan Wan Zhuliu stood with his hand on his blade, his expression calm!
Huang Huang Longzi narrowed his eyes: "Are you trying to stop me?"
"We have dealt with you in good faith. How could we possibly obstruct you?"
The Qian Emperor waved his hand: "It is only that this great sacrifice is of great consequence, and truly cannot do without you."
"What has it to do with me?"
Huang Huang Longzi gave a cold snort, his expression quite unpleasant!
"Once this matter is concluded, I shall surely mobilize the full strength of the nation to search for that spirit tortoise on your behalf!"
The Qian Emperor wore a faint smile, while Wan Wan Zhuliu's expression was cold and aloof!
Seeing how well this pair of sovereign and minister coordinated, Huang Huang Longzi's face shifted several times before he finally said in a low voice:
"Do you all know why"
"the Eight Directions Temple has appeared but not opened?"
"Hmm?"
Hearing these words, the hearts of those present all jolted!
The blade at Wan Wan Zhuliu's waist hummed and trembled faintly, and a dark-black true qi had already enveloped the entire Star-Gazing Platform!
"I am eager to hear the details!"
"
The Qian Emperor cupped his hands!
"According to the records of the Academy, the Eight Directions Temple is hard to seek, hard to see, and even harder to open!"
Huang Huang Longzi suppressed the agitation in his heart and answered: "My ritual has no omissions, and your offerings are also without fault. The only thing lacking is the one who opens the temple."
"The one who opens the temple?"
The Qian Emperor and the others exchanged glances, their expressions varied — some doubtful,
some frowning!
"Ancient legend has it that after the Eight Directions Temple appeared within Tian Shi Yuan, it was opened several times. Although those few families never spread word of it abroad, fragments still remain."
Huang Huang Longzi narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Even a magic treasure possesses a spirit, let alone the Eight Directions Temple? Such a wondrous object born within the cosmos is like a heaven-born god or demon, freely intelligent…"
"The ritual's prime fire is merely a stepping stone. To open the temple, there is another rule that must be met."
"It is — fate!"
"Fate?"
It was not only Wu Wu Yingxing and Wang Jin who frowned; Wan Wan Zhuliu also knit his brows!
"What is fate?"
Hearing the Qian Emperor's inquiry, Huang Huang Longzi lowered his eyelids:
"What fate is, depends on what the Eight Directions Temple requires. It may be a disciple of outstanding talent, or some heaven-sent treasure, a spiritual phenomenon, a divine realm — or perhaps, a vast quantity of prime fire."
A momentary silence fell over the Star-Gazing Platform!
After a pause, it was still the Qian Emperor who spoke: "Too vague!"
"If my guess is not wrong, that old tortoise, as well as my junior sister, are also in pursuit of this very 'fate'!"
Huang Huang Longzi lowered his eyelids, feeling somewhat agitated within!
This realm was not small. That one person and one tortoise could not possibly have met by mere chance.
Then the fate — was it on Yanshan Road?
"Are you suggesting that the fate is on Yanshan Road?"
Huang Huang Longzi's meaning was quite clear; naturally those present could not fail to grasp it. The Qian Emperor's expression cooled:
"Without that fate, this Eight Directions Temple simply cannot be opened?"
"Not necessarily!"
Huang Huang Longzi could sense the anger of those present, yet remained unhurried. "You may also wait until the Eight Directions Temple truly manifests, and attempt to break in by force!"
Yanshan Road, neighboring the great Thunder Sound Province, had many mountains within its borders, many rivers and lakes!
And because the great Yanshan Mountain divided north from south, the climate was hot; even around the New Year, no snow or ice was to be seen!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
On the rushing river's surface, a lone skiff drifted downstream!
It was a black-canopy boat, only now stripped of its canopy; instead, a great umbrella stood upright. On the deck, a man with a tortoise-shaped, tortoise-backed frame sat cross-legged!
The night breeze blew gently, fluttering his robes!
At a certain moment, Gui Gui Laoxian opened his eyes, gazing into the night sky, as if sensing something!
"What a tremendous disturbance!"
Hearing his voice, Ao Cang, who sat cross-legged on the other side of the deck, frowned slightly and followed his gaze. He saw only four great moons hanging high, nothing amiss: "What did Brother Gui see?"
Gui Gui Laoxian, huddled in the shadow of the great umbrella, squinted slightly: "The Eight Directions Temple!"
"The Eight Directions Temple?"
Ao Cang's heart gave a start. He focused his senses, yet detected nothing amiss!
"Brother Ao has no means of entering or exiting the You Jing, so naturally you cannot perceive it!"
Gui Gui Laoxian lowered his head slightly, counting on his fingers: "Mm, it truly is the ritual of the Venom Dragon Academy. A pity—if the Eight Directions Temple could be opened by ritual alone, it would not have drifted down to the Three Enclosures land!"
His fingers calculated as he muttered to himself!
Ao Cang had long since grown too lazy to ask about those otherworldly terms from Gui Gui Laoxian's mouth that he could not understand. He waited until the calculation was done, then said:
"Brother Gui, I hear the imperial court is also sacrificing to the Eight Directions Temple."
"This should be the great sacrifice that the Dayun imperial court is performing with that Huang Longzi Tai!"
Gui Gui Laoxian released his fingers, as if he had already understood completely!
"Your great enemy has joined forces with the imperial court?"
Ao Cang's heart tightened slightly: "Brother Gui, though Ao has some tricks, I cannot withstand the imperial court. You…"
"Brother Ao, set your mind at ease!"
Gui Gui Laoxian looked behind him. On the boat lay a handsome youth who appeared to have just reached his twentieth year.
"It's not certain the imperial court won't have to come begging this old fellow too!"
"This boy?"
Ao Cang frowned as he looked toward the youth!
This youth was named Qi Qi Benchu, picked up by Gui Gui Laoxian from the roadside. The latter valued him to an extraordinary degree, even spending an enormous price to trade away his own dragon blood to refine the youth's root bones!
"Don't underestimate this boy, Brother Ao!"
A smile appeared on Gui Gui Laoxian's face. He had traveled hundreds of thousands of li, from north to east, from east to north, visiting over a thousand sea islands, before finally finding this person.
"Wait until this old fellow helps him complete his blood exchange, and you'll understand!"
"Mm?"
As he spoke, he seemed to sense something and lightly raised his hand and patted. With a "whoosh," the boat's speed surged dramatically, like an arrow shot from a strong bow. In a single rise and fall, it had already traveled over a dozen li!
"Mm?"
Ao Cang's heart jolted, and he suddenly turned his head!
But he saw that in the night sky, what seemed to be a bolt of lightning tearing across the vast heavens—in an instant, it fell upon the great river!
Boom!
Startling thunder exploded, echoing among the mountains!
In an instant, the great river was severed. Countless sands and mud, wrapped in river water, surged skyward dozens of zhang, scattering like rain!
From within the all-encompassing rain and mist, a cold, harsh rebuke rang out:
"Old turtle, finally caught you."
"Caught?"
The boat sped forward. Gui Gui Laoxian grabbed Qi Qi Benchu with one hand and gripped the great black umbrella with the other, looking toward the baleful aura approaching through the night: "Little girl, to catch this old fellow, you're not qualified enough yet!"
Brother Ao, I'll trouble you!
Ao Cang did not reply, only stood with focused spirit. Behind him, mist rose, and faintly a dark-blue dragon shadow flickered!
Boom!
Answering him were successive explosions of startling thunder!
In the night sky, crimson light blazed dazzlingly, as if fierce fire had scorched the heavens. Chi He Lian strode forward, her body like a fire dragon, murderous aura billowing!
Boom.
Ao Cang leaped up, rolling river water accompanying him, blocking that fiery light
midair!
"Where did this mud loach come from?"
Dragon roars clashed several times. Ao Cang's heart stirred with slight shock—this woman's killing intent was immense, her methods extremely ruthless. After several exchanges, he actually could not gain the upper hand?
"Brother Ao, let's go."
From the night sky, Gui Gui Laoxian's voice came through!
Ao Cang raised his hand to block one of Chi He Lian's casual strikes, then drifted down lightly, borrowing the force to flee in another direction!
"Don't even think of escaping."
Chi He Lian did not hesitate at all, abandoned Ao Cang, and closely pursued the old turtle. Through the night, a streak of Bai Guang could faintly be seen, from north to west!
"Immortal Points the Way."
Whoooosh!
On the gray Dingxin Dingxin Shitai, light and shadow intertwined!
Under Li Yuan's gaze, the Soldier Register showed nothing amiss. He tried swapping out the Shan Xuan Jing Hammer and re-entering the Shan Xuan Jing Mi Jing, but this time, that intense summons had already vanished!
"This isn't a good sign."
Before the Shan Xuan Jing Gate's archway, Li Yuan gripped the Shan Xuan Jing Hammer, feeling uneasy in his heart!
The upheaval at the Eight Directions Temple this time was too violent; had he not reacted swiftly, the Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing would surely have answered that summons!
"It's not even the sixth of June yet."
Li Yuan was somewhat vexed. With the Soldier-Commanding Register in hand, he wasn't worried the Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing would be summoned away, but the problem was—it was a bit too conspicuous!
This time at least there was still one that didn't answer; what if only the Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing was left?
"Could the Eight Directions Temple require twelve Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing to open?"
Lacking intelligence, Li Yuan mulled over it for a long time without any leads. He had originally wanted to try killing a few Ghost Beasts, but now he didn't even feel like it!
He opened his eyes; there was already light on the horizon!
Li Yuan had no desire to sleep, nor did he want to go out. He got up and stood in a few sets of stances, and only after his mood settled did he lie back down, close his eyes, and begin Listening to Sound!
Listening to Sound steadied him!
"Hope something useful comes through!"
Li Yuan chose the Finger Sound Talisman without hesitation. Truth be told, he was reluctant to part with the eight-fold expenditure: "The Eight Directions Temple should fall under Treasure Sound, right?"
The moment his mind shifted, wisps of incense-ash drifted and settled into the Finger Sound Talisman!
This time, the incense-ash Li Yuan employed was fifth-rank, and combined with the grade of the Sound-Commanding Register, what he heard was at least twelfth-rank Treasure Sound!
【Since ancient times, countless master weapon-forgers have pursued Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing. Some have even poured the strength of an entire nation into forging one, but only one has ever succeeded!】
The Daoist Dragon Demon sought out Ghost Lands left by predecessors within You Jing, and from them comprehended the mystery of weapon-forging—divine weapons possess spirit; Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing must possess a spirit!
It is said there are two ways for a Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing to acknowledge a master; only deep-level acknowledgment ensures it won't vanish upon the weapon-master's death. It is said that when twelve Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing gather, something inconceivable will occur!
【Within You Jing, the Eight Directions Temple manifested, and one by one the various Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing answered… It is said only by holding a Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing can one find where the Eight Directions Temple lies, but to enter requires a karmic affinity.】
Li Yuan burned through four hundred strands of fifth-rank incense-ash in one go before stopping!
"There's too little about the Eight Directions Temple—it's all the guaranteed baseline twelfth-rank Listening to Sound. As expected, it's random; most of it skews low!"
Li Yuan was somewhat disappointed. These were four hundred strands of fifth-rank incense-ash, and he hadn't once hit a Listening to Sound above twelfth-rank!
The price of intelligence was too steep; it even made his heart ache a little!
"Fifth-rank incense-ash can surely obtain intelligence on Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing, but the tier of the Eight Directions Temple is likely higher; sixth-rank incense-ash may not even be enough!"
After hesitating for a while, Li Yuan still decided to employ sixth-rank incense-ash!
?
This probability can't really be called a gamble, can it?
Hum!
A trembling hum came through, and Li Yuan's eyes lit up at once. After fifty bottoming-out attempts, he had finally received a Listening to Sound above the lowest tier:
【A cosmic marvel is an extremely superior material for refining treasures. Ancient legend tells of a great power who, using a marvel born within the cosmos, forged a treasure containing the Dao. It is said that a Dao-containing treasure aligns with the He Tian Di Fa and possesses unfathomable might. It is said that within this Dao-containing treasure named 'Eight Directions Temple' lies the inheritance of that peerless great power… (sixteenth-rank)】
Sixteenth-rank Listening to Sound.
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