Chapter 15: Your Plug-in Only Has a Three-Day Probation Period

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“And who is Feng Xia?”

Yan Wuyou felt helpless.

It was only at this moment that she realized although she had gone through countless hardships and almost died before she finally found the First Ancestor of the Three Lives Hall…

However, this First Ancestor did not seem to be right in the mind.

First Ancestor, please do not stop talking!

“He’s a very despicable bastard! Yes, he’s as despicable as that bad guy back then! This brat needs to bear 90% of the responsibility for me being unable to break the seal!”

Yan Wuyou suddenly became alert. “Was it Feng Xia who caused your attempt to break the seal to fail?”

It was because this kid refused to let me possess him!

Every time he recalled what had happened in the past few months, Patriarch Chenhai would feel dishonored and feel a strong urge to kill himself.

Unfortunately, the seal that was suppressing him was extremely strange. When he tried to break the seal, it would transform into a powerful force to stop him.

However, if he tried to commit suicide, it would transform into a powerful vitality force to keep him alive. After his first millennium under seal, Patriarch Chenhai had tried to make such an attempt.

The result of his suicide attempt was to end up half-dead at one point and being at the mercy of the sealing arrangement. He could not even control his bodily functions… for 100 years!

After that, Patriarch Chenhai learned his lesson.

He had been suppressed for 3,000 years and had never managed to fully enjoy his life. How could he die so easily?

“I guess you can say so. When you leave the Ancient Forsaken Land, remember to settle the score with him on my behalf.”

Without batting an eyelid and shirking his own responsibility in the whole saga, Patriarch Chenhai said resentfully, “Under my guidance, it’ll be easy for you to be invincible among those of the same level. At that time, so long as you don’t kill him, give him a good beating!”

As Yan Wuyou listened, she remembered something else. “May I ask First Ancestor what characteristics does Feng Xia have? How should I find him in the future?”

“The kid looks like this!”

Swoosh—

Yan Wuyou felt her vision blur. A three-dimensional image of a black-haired young man with a faint smile appeared in front of her eyes.

At this moment, she could not hide her surprise. “It’s… it’s him?!”

The person in the image smiling at her was the young man who had seen through her disguise at the entrance of the Ancient Forsaken Land!

“First Ancestor, he’s already a Dao Platform Realm Champion, but I’ve only just opened the Mystical Realm…” Yan Wuyou could not find the word to describe her feelings.

The feeling of falling from heaven to hell was like your parents telling you solemnly at your 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony…

Father and Mother had kept something from you for years, our child. Now would be the time to tell you the truth.

Actually, we had a debt of 150 million dollars and we had not even managed to pay a fraction of it. This difficult task would be passed down to you.

(Then they patted you on the shoulders and then slipped away)

“Can someone of the Dao Platform Realm be worthy of being called a Champion? Are they worthy? Pfft!”

Patriarch Chenhai immediately started cursing when he heard that. “Also, this kid is not at the Dao Platform Realm at all. When I first saw him a few months ago, this kid was only a mortal with no cultivation at all!”

“Not the Dao Platform Realm? Just a mortal a few months ago?” Yan Wuyou replied with a confused expression, “But I clearly saw that he had a Dao Platform…”

She had previously secretly urged the disciples of the Thousand Autumn Valley to claim that Feng Xia was a fake Dao Platform Realm cultivator, and also used the Soul Absorbing Talisman to interfere with the situation in an attempt to cause a larger conflict between the two sides.

However, in her heart, she did think that Feng Xia was really at the Dao Platform Realm.

Otherwise, she would not have deliberately stirred up trouble.

“That thing can be called a Dao Platform? Are you trying to make me laugh my wig off?” Patriarch Chenhai sneered. “That kid is indeed quite strange, but I’m very sure that he hasn’t even opened a single Mystical Realm.”

“If he hasn’t even opened his Mystical Realm, doesn’t that mean that he… he…”

After a few words, Yan Wuyou took a step back as if she had been struck by lightning.

The young man who had almost messed up her ancestral search plan and forced her to use her trump card to barely make an escape… was actually a complete rookie?

“However, although he didn’t open any Mystical Realm, he cultivated three… one soul divine power.”

“Huh?” Yan Wuyou suddenly remembered the lotus shadow that flashed across Feng Xia’s eyes when he destroyed her Soul Absorbing Talisman.

“In addition, although he hasn’t stepped into the Dao Platform Realm, that brick… well, just treat it as a brick, it does possess the partial power of the Dao Platform.”

“Huh?”

Yan Wuyou thought of the words Feng Xia had said to Bai Canghai at that time—

“Wrong. This is the Dao Brick Realm!”

“So there’s a realm like the Dao Brick Realm in this world…” Yan Wuyou silently memorized it in her heart, feeling that she had gained a lot of knowledge in the blink of an eye.

“By the way, First Ancestor, the Ancient Forsaken Land will only remain open for three days…”

“Huh?”

…

“I see, I see.”

After hearing Bai Canghai relate the history of Xuanwu Kingdom and the Thousand Autumn Valley, Feng Xia had a look of realization on his face. It was as if he had read the Baidu encyclopedia twice. Although he still knew nothing about it, he would be able to brag about it as if he was a subject expert.

“It’s a pity that this world doesn’t have the Zhihu forum…” Feng Xia thought with a hint of regret.

Regarding the world outside the Ancient Forsaken Land, the biggest difference between what Patriarch Chenhai had described and what the world was actually like—

The people in power had changed from the powerful sects in those days to the countries of today!

Although there were still some resurgences in many regions, the sects had already lost their power in the current situation. The magnificent time they had ruling the world in their ivory towers had already become only a single drop in the ocean of history.

“This is an era that belongs to the nations.”

Feng Xia quietly concluded in his heart, “Patriarch, times have indeed changed!”

Apart from the change in power and authority, the most obvious difference was the change in the numbers and power of the divine beings.

“In the past 3,000 years, the spiritual energy in the world has become lesser and lesser, and the power of divine beings has also been weakening day by day. Today, a person in the Dao Platform Realm is already the most powerful divine being in Xuanwu Kingdom…”

Feng Xia did not doubt Bai Canghai’s words.

At the end of the day, the two of them could be said to have gotten to know each other through a fight (though a one-sided fight). There was no enmity between them in the past. It could not be that Bai Canghai deliberately suffered a beating just to deceive him, right?

Ewww… If that is the case, then he is insane.

“Since you’ve provided me with so much information, I might as well give you a word of advice.”

Feng Xia took a few steps away from Bai Canghai and said with a smile, “If your purpose in coming to the Ancient Forsaken Lane is to find opportunities and revive your Thousand Autumn Valley… then I’m afraid you will be disappointed.”

“Wh—”

Bai Canghai’s jaw dropped.

Although none of the surrounding Thousand Autumn Valley disciples spoke, they all stopped moving in unison. Their gazes landed on Feng Xia one after another.

“In the Ancient Forsaken Lane, other than an old monster who is being suppressed under a seal, there is only a large cluster of black jade spiders. There are no spiritual flowers, spiritual herbs, real immortals, magical birds, or magical beasts. All the opportunities you imagine—there are none in the Ancient Forsaken Land.”

“Tsk.” Zhu Youniang, who was following closely behind Feng Xia, suddenly smacked her lips.

Plop!

As soon as Feng Xia finished speaking, Bai Canghai’s pupils suddenly constricted into dots. However, his body gradually became weak, as if he had lost strength in his spine. He swayed and fell to the ground.

“No… nothing at all?”

He murmured despondently.

Under the Divine Light Bridge, the void was lonely, just like his soul at this moment.

If there were no opportunities in the Ancient Forsaken Land, how could he revive the sect and recreate the glory of the Thousand Autumn Valley at its peak?

“This child clearly lacks the nourishment of chicken soup for the soul.”

Feng Xia secretly shook his head. He could understand Bai Canghai’s despair, but he was unable to empathize with him.

A gentleman had once said that people’s joys and sorrows were not interlinked.

“Forget it, forget it. You guys are still lucky in this matter. If you had met anyone else, I’m afraid you would already have met your end.”

After cultivating the Floating Dream Three Lives Technique, Feng Xia’s soul had become stronger day by day.

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts already flashed through his mind. Then, he removed whatever was not applicable—for example, making Bai Canghai an idol to revive the sect.

Instead, it was the other young man, the one who had intercepted Feng Xia earlier, who was handsome and looked very suitable for cross-dressing.

“Let me ask you something. What’s the most important thing if you want to revive the Thousand Autumn Valley?”

Feng Xia stepped forward and approached Bai Canghai.

The once high-spirited eldest disciple actually looked a little hunched at this moment. He raised his head with spiritless eyes and asked in a trembling voice, “Is it… various natural treasures?”

“If the most important thing is the natural treasures, why not just plant you in the soil and let the natural treasures cultivate themselves?”

“But…”

“The world is so big. Are there only natural treasures to be found in the Ancient Forsaken Land?”

“Of course not …”

Bai Canghai looked up at the serious face which showed a hint of a smile.

Suddenly, some form of spiritual light struck Bai Canghai.

“Senior… I understand now.”

He stood up abruptly. As he rubbed his temples, the determination reappeared in his eyes as he thought, “The path of cultivation is like sailing a boat against the current. There will only be a path forward if we don’t stop moving.”

“What do you understand?” Feng Xia asked with an enigmatic smile.

“I will never forget Senior’s guidance.”

Bai Canghai suddenly cupped his fists and bowed deeply to Feng Xia. “After I return to the sect, I will leave my position as the eldest disciple. From now on, I will have nothing to do with the Thousand Autumn Valley.”

Feng Xia: “?”

No, no, no, I do not think you understand!

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