Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills - Chapter 238

Chapter 238: Chapter 9: Immortal World, The Truth of 800

Years Ago

Translator: 549690339

On the steps of ten thousand feet, the tranquil square courtyard was devoid of any noise, only occasionally interrupted by the sound of birdsong.

“Perpetuate the Taoist temple with incense and chanting, and may it flourish for all eternity.” These ten characters were written on both sides of the Taoist temple gate, very conspicuous.

Inside the room, there were three tall and lifelike divine statues, sacred and unrivaled.

There was a huge ginseng tree behind the temple, a hundred feet tall, with ginseng fruits shaped like children on its branches, crystal clear and full of spiritual power.

Zhao Huai walked into the Taoist temple alone, while Gu Tianji accompanying him went to prepare the teleportation formation for him.

As he stepped into the gate, he saw the towering Taoist statues and couldn’t help but feel a sense of solemnity. With a respectful expression on his face, he clasped his hands together and offered a slight bow.

“He’s here.”

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, carrying a hint of laughter and admiration.

Zhao Huai hurriedly turned around and saw an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

He wore a brown Taoist robe, held a white dust whisk, and had a black mustache on his lips.

Zhao Huai was stunned for a moment, as if remembering something, and bowed: “Junior Zhao Huai, a descendant of Ancestor Yan Zu, pays his respects to senior Master.”

This man had the demeanor of the Master of the Eternal Taoist Temple.

As one of the Five Immortal Sect ancestors, the Eternal Taoist Temple Master possessed the entire Eternal Immortal’s Cave in the Spiritual Mountain blessed land. His cultivation was profound and unfathomable, even Zhao Huai’s

Divination Skill could only see a golden mist, mysterious and inscrutable.

Between cultivators, seniority was based on cultivation level. It was not wrong for him to address the Master as a senior.

The eyes of the Eternal Taoist Temple Master seemed to carry the weight of a thousand years, with a depth that contained the vicissitudes of time. He looked at Zhao Huai for a long time before lamenting:

“He really is so similar. If Ancestor Yan Zu were still here, the Immortal Cultivation World would never have been as chaotic as it is today, and it wouldn’t have allowed the existence of the devastating netherworld sources from Northern State, nor would it have allowed the Western State Demon Sect to wreak such havoc in Central State. Alas, they have all left, and the glorious era has passed. If one continues to focus on the past, time will never move forward.”

Zhao Huai, feeling like he was being seen through by the Temple Master’s gaze, was not afraid. Instead, his eyes were clear and unabashed as he asked:

“The senior’s words contain much information. I have many questions in my heart; would the senior be willing to answer them?”

The Eternal Taoist Temple Master gently smiled and said, “There are some things that you must Imow. Even if you don’t ask, I will tell you.”

“I am willing to listen to the details.” Zhao Huai calmly responded.

“First, sit down.”

The Master of the Eternal Taoist Temple led Zhao Huai into a quiet room, with antique furnishings. In the center of the room was a chessboard with black and white pieces showing the remnants of the game.

After sitting down, the Master turned his head, looked at Zhao Huai, and spoke with a solemn expression, “Yan Zu is a great presence in the Immortal Cultivation World for the last eight hundred years. As his descendant, you carry a certain fate on your shoulders. Do you understand?”

Zhao Huai disagreed, and rebutted, “Although I am a descendant of Yan Zu, I am also a living person, with my own way of life. I do what I want, and need not believe in any fate.”

Upon hearing these stubborn words, the Eternal Taoist Temple Master did not get angry. Instead, he revealed a contented smile and nodded inwardly. This child has a firm and decisive state of mind. No wonder he has come so far today.

Zhao Huai took the initiative to ask, “The senior asked me to come here, probably to let me know some truths, like about Yan Zu. Has the senior ever met Yan Zu personally?”

The Eternal Taoist Temple Master chuckled meaningfully, “Not only have I met him, but we were also close friends. Back then, I was just an outer sect disciple of the Taoist temple. His help to me was immense.”

He then took a deep look at Zhao Huai and said,

“However, after Yan Zu ascended, his whereabouts are unknown. Moreover, the immortal path is severed, and while the Immortal Cultivation World is seemingly peaceful, it has actually been in a delicate balance for the past five hundred years, with disaster potentially breaking out at any moment.”

Zhao Huai nodded and asked, “May I ask senior, what is the devastating evil source of Northern State’s netherworld that was mentioned earlier?”

“This netherworld, born even before the immortal path was severed, is a demonic thing from the Middle Ancient Turmoil. It can continuously produce devil creatures, but it was suppressed by Yan Zu five hundred years ago. However, recently, the Immortal Sect disciples discovered that more and more devil creatures are being born. Demons will eventually become a major catastrophe for the human race.” The Eternal Taoist Temple Master explained.

“Middle Ancient Turmoil? Please explain.”

This was not the first time Zhao Huai had heard this term. The last time he had heard it was during the narrative of the Sword-wielder.

The Eternal Taoist Temple Master’s eyes were deep as he asked, “Do you know about Treasured Peaks, Immortal’s Caves, and Blessed Lands?”

“Yes, Gu Tianji has already introduced them. The Immortal Sects occupy Immortal’s Caves, while the Spiritual Mountains are a blessed land.” Zhao Huai nodded quietly.

“In fact, there is one more division of immortal opportunities above the

Blessed Lands.”

The Eternal Taoist Temple Master spoke lightly.

“Another one…”

Zhao Huai, upon learning this explanation, seemed to have realized something.

His pupils shrank, and he exclaimed in surprise, “Could it be that Central State,

Northern State, and Western State are all…?”

The Eternal Taoist Temple Master slowly said, “You guessed correctly. Central

State, Northern State, and Western State all belong to the same immortal land. This last division is called Heaven and Earth.”

“This Heaven and Earth is called the Immortal World.’

The words of the Eternal Taoist Temple Master echoed in Zhao Huai’s mind.

He was momentarily stunned.