Saintly inheritance?
Lin Tian heard these four words and felt his heart pounding wildly. He said: “Master, if you can obtain the saintly inheritance, then you can become a saint.”
The Sixth Elder was only half a step from sainthood. Once he obtained the saintly inheritance, he would surely soar to the heavens.
At that time, Lin Tian would naturally rise with the tide.
“Yes, I have been trapped at the peak of the Transcendent God Realm for many years. I am just one step away from entering the path of sainthood, yet for some reason, I have always been unable to take that final step. This saint’s tomb appearing is simply a heaven-sent opportunity for me.”
The Sixth Elder was also very pleased. Then, changing the subject, he said: “However, obtaining the saintly inheritance will likely not be easy. I just received word that people from other sects have also dispatched men to the Ice Plains to compete for the saintly inheritance.”
“Tian’er, we must not delay.”
“Let us set off at once.”
After speaking, the Sixth Elder opened his palm and produced a half-inch-long bronze skiff, identical in form to the Wind-Riding Boat in Granny Yin Hua’s possession.
The Sixth Elder tossed the bronze skiff into the air. With a hum, it abruptly transformed into a large vessel, about ten zhang long, with runes flowing across its surface and an aura of solemn majesty.
“Go!”
The Sixth Elder grabbed Lin Tian’s shoulder and leaped forward. The two appeared on the deck simultaneously.
“Master, how many days will it take us to reach the Ice Plains?” Lin Tian asked.
The Sixth Elder said: “This Wind-Riding Boat was crafted by my own hand, and I have inscribed runes upon it. At its normal speed, it would take a day and a half to reach the Ice Plains.”
“But to prevent people from other sects from arriving first, I must hasten our journey.”
After speaking, the Sixth Elder formed seals with his hands. Soon, strands of white light surged from his palms, infusing the Wind-Riding Boat.
After the time it takes to burn one stick of incense.
“Depart!”
With a great shout from the Sixth Elder, the Wind-Riding Boat shot forth like a released arrow, vanishing instantly into the void.
…
Atop the mountain.
Since the Sixth Elder had left with Lin Tian, the Divine Calculator had been spewing blood from his mouth, his entire being seeming to age thousands of years in an instant.
“Master, what is wrong with you?” The boy’s face was filled with fear.
“Your master has divined what should not be divined, my lifespan is at its end.” The Divine Calculator stroked the boy’s tender cheek and said: “All men must die, there is no need for sorrow.”
Hearing these words, the boy wept like rain, clutching the Divine Calculator’s arm and saying: “Master, I do not want you to die…”
“Silly disciple, life and death are not for you to decide. You must understand, your master cannot accompany you forever. The road ahead must be walked by you alone.”
At this point, the Divine Calculator handed the portrait to the boy and said: “After your master dies, take this portrait to the Undying Mountain. You will encounter the person in the portrait.”
“By his side, there is also a Taoist. On your master’s behalf, take him as your master and acknowledge that Taoist as your senior brother. Pass the ‘Book of Fate’ to him. In the future, he will look after you.”
Sobbing, the boy said: “Master, I will go nowhere. I want to stay with you.”
“What a foolish child.” The Divine Calculator reached out and touched the boy’s cheek, his gaze full of affection. Then, with a wave of his arm, the boy was sent flying a hundred metres away.
Immediately after, the Divine Calculator drew his hands through the air, and a massive fate disc appeared.
The Divine Calculator formed seals with his hands, continuously deriving calculations. The blood from the corner of his mouth flowed ever more profusely.
“Master—” The boy wanted to rush over but was halted by the Divine Calculator’s shout.
“Do not come closer.” The Divine Calculator said loudly: “Disciple, the master-disciple bond between us is at its end in this life. If there is reincarnation, we shall meet again after a hundred lifetimes.”
“Tell the man in the portrait that an era of great strife is imminent. To stand proud through the ages, one must seize the heavenly dao fortune of the six realms…”
Rumble!
Before the Divine Calculator could finish, a bolt of lightning descended from the heavens, as thick as a mountain peak, striking his crown in an instant.
“Puff!”
The Divine Calculator’s body turned to dust.
“Master—”
…
As flowers bloom in two directions, each branch tells its own tale.
Let us now speak of Granny Yin Hua.
Ever since throwing Dragon Bodhisattva into Soul Mourning Cliff, Granny Yin Hua had raced desperately towards Four Directions City.
She hated Ye Qiu to the bone.
“You little bastard, you slaughtered so many in Bright Moon City, framed others for it, and with honeyed words deceived me into believing it true. I even thought to take you as my disciple and bestowed my personal token upon you.”
“You deceiver!”
“You had best stay obediently in Four Directions City and not wreak havoc with my token, lest I grind your bones to dust and scatter them to the winds.”
Granny Yin Hua had once boasted to the Sixth Elder of her sharp eye, never mistaking anyone. Yet this time, she had stumbled badly over Ye Qiu.
At last, Granny Yin Hua arrived at Four Directions City.
She appeared first above the Welcome Inn and bellowed: “Bai Yujing, come out here.”
Her voice was like thunder, shaking the void and nearly toppling the Welcome Inn with its roar.
The innkeeper scrambled out on all fours. Seeing Granny Yin Hua standing furiously at the prow of her boat, he prostrated himself in terror.
“I ask you, where are Bai Yujing and that Taoist?” Granny Yin Hua demanded.
“They… left…” the innkeeper stammered in fear.
As expected, they had fled.
Granny Yin Hua’s killing intent grew thicker. She asked: “Where did they go?”
The innkeeper said: “I do not know.”
Boom!
Granny Yin Hua struck down with her palm, driving the innkeeper into the earth. Then, with a sweep of her hand, she reduced the Welcome Inn to ashes.
This commotion had long drawn the attention of the city lord, Jiang Shan.
“Has not Granny Yin Hua returned to the Yin-Yang Sect headquarters? Why has she come back?”
Jiang Shan was puzzled. He stepped across the sky and appeared before Granny Yin Hua, bowing in salute before saying: “Granny, what matter has made you so angry?”
“Have you seen Bai Yujing?” Granny Yin Hua asked.
“I have.” Jiang Shan said: “Not only seen him, I even invited him for drinks. We chatted amiably, addressing each other as brothers…”
“You fool.” Before Jiang Shan could finish, Granny Yin Hua roared: “Do you know who Bai Yujing is?”
Jiang Shan said: “Of course. Did you not intend to take him as your disciple?”
“Take him my foot!” Granny Yin Hua said coldly: “I wish to carve that boy into eight pieces.”
Jiang Shan looked baffled: “Granny, what exactly happened?”
Granny Yin Hua said: “We were both deceived by that boy. In truth, he is the butcher who massacred the soldiers of Bright Moon City.”
“You fool, you even invited him for drinks.”
“Do you know that Jiang Feng and Jiang Yiyang both died by his hand?”
What!
Jiang Shan’s face changed drastically.
Granny Yin Hua said: “Dispatch men at once to search Four Directions City for that boy. Make sure he does not escape.”
“He has in his possession a complete saintly array pattern. However, with his cultivation, he should not be able to activate the saintly array pattern unless he obtains a large quantity of spirit stones…”
Jiang Shan suddenly exclaimed in alarm: “Oh no—”
“What is it?” Granny Yin Hua sensed something and asked: “Did you give him spirit stones? How many?”
Jiang Shan said: “I gave him two hundred thousand spirit stones.”
Smack!
Granny Yin Hua, furious beyond measure, struck Jiang Shan flying with her staff.
