My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again - Chapter 87

Chapter 87: Lu Xuan: Oops, I Became a Longevity Palace

Overseer

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Nangong Xuan was at a loss about how to handle the situation. After much contemplation, she took out a broken seal. This was what Yue Tianya had traded to her after their journey in the Secret Mystical Realm.

Yue Tianya had sensed that the aura of the Dao principles on the seal originated from the Longevity Palace, so he used it as a bargaining chip in their deal.

Nangong Xuan, who had studied the Longevity Sutra, could feel even more clearly that the residual Dao principles on the seal came from the same source as the being who oversaw the winter month in the Longevity Palace.

Four thousand years ago, the Longevity Palace lost contact with the being symbolizing the winter month’s authority.

No matter how they sacrificed, they could not establish communication with that being.

Born in November, Nangong Xuan’s birth month matched that of the winter month’s overseer. According to the old rules, she should have been blessed by the master of winter.

As a disciple of the Longevity Palace, Nangong Xuan always strived to find treasures and holy relics related to the master of winter, hoping to use them to find out the current status of this Longevity Palace member.

However, since returning from the Secret Mystical Realm, she had been in seclusion and had not yet used the broken seal.

But now, she faced an indecisive situation.

Nangong Xuan entered a quiet room with a small altar. She placed the broken seal in a special position on the altar, knelt down, and began chanting a complex sacrificial text.

A faint light emanated from her and entered the broken seal, which glowed in response. Its power reached out, seemingly establishing a connection with something in the void.

At that moment.

In the Eastern Sea, Merpeople Nation.

Lu Xuan, who was packing up to leave, suddenly uttered a soft “huh” and stopped what he was doing.

“What’s wrong?” Cheng Lingzhu turned to look at his expression.

“Somebody gave me a call, ” Lu Xuan blinked and took out a wooden box from his storage artifact.

He opened the box, revealing half of a crystal skull inside. The skull was transparent with a Dale blue hue. flickering with light like a communication artifact receiving a message.

Lu Xuan looked at the half crystal skull, lost in memories. He remembered… This thing seemed to be something he brought back from the Eastern Barren Territory four thousand years ago.

Four thousand years ago, Lu Xuan visited the territory of the Longevity Palace. In a peculiar space, he was possessed by an unknown entity. He then killed the entity, obtaining half of a crystal skull. Additionally, a human-shaped brand appeared on the wall of the Ancient Golden Core City.

After that experience, Lu Xuan completed his understanding of the Dao of Time and Space and guessed the identity of that entity — one of the twelve Longevity Palace’s overseers.

For Lu Xuan, this turn of events felt a bit like a miscalculation.

Lu Xuan had originally planned to severely injure the entity and then politely inquire about the situation. Unexpectedly, the being died with just a touch.

However, it seemed that the Longevity Palace was not too concerned about this incident. To this day, they continued as usual, and Lu Xuan felt that the loss of one Longevity overseer did not significantly impact them.

He had not dwelled on the matter, but now, after so many years, someone had established communication with the half crystal skull through a secret method.

After pondering for a while, Lu Xuan decided to answer the call. He extended his hand and pressed it onto the crystal skull, immersing a strand of his soul into it.

In the Eastern Barren Territory, Longevity Palace.

Nangong Xuan, with her head bowed and eyes closed, chanted the sacrificial text. When she finished the last sentence and opened her eyes again, she found that her surroundings had drastically changed.

She was now in an incredibly majestic hall with 108 ancient stone pillars supporting the dome. The pillars were so tall that they seemed to extend upwards indefinitely, with stars orbiting around them, endlessly rotating.

For a moment, Nangong Xuan felt as if these pillars were not just supporting the hall’s dome but the entire sky itself.

Outside the hall, chaotic mists swirled; inside, the dual energies of Xuan (darkness) and Huang (brightness) circulated. Stars were born from the chaos and then ground into nonexistence by the Xuan and Huang energies, intertwining and cycling continuously.

Nangong Xuan, standing in the hall, felt as insignificant as a speck of dust.

The ancient pillars seemed within reach yet simultaneously far in the distance. The stars appeared to be in constant motion but also seemed frozen in time.

In this world, there was no concept of space or time. Nangong Xuan, kneeling in the hall, felt her very “existence” dissolve into nothingness.

She looked up. In the infinite distance, a grand figure appeared, radiating boundless light, boundless Dao, and boundless power.

Rivers of stars fell from His hair, and worlds as tiny as dust particles flickered in and out of existence beside Him. His figure did not move, yet He seemed to walk towards Nangong Xuan.

“You, what do you seek from Me?” the grand figure spoke, his voice vast and profound.

The voice did not come from the outside world but directly resonated within Nangong Xuan’s soul sea.

After a brief silence, Nangong Xuan prostrated herself, her voice choked with emotion.

“Longevity Palace disciple Nangong Xuan greets the Heavenly Lord.”

Disciples of the Longevity Palace referred to their overseers as “Heavenly Lords,” and they themselves were the disciples of these Lords. The moment she beheld such a being, Nangong Xuan knew she had found the Heavenly Lord who governed the winter month.

Only a Longevity overseer could possess such immense power. Nangong Xuan’s eyes were filled with devout belief, and she had no doubts about this.

“What do you seek from Me?” The Longevity Heavenly Lord repeated his question, indifferent to her formal greeting.

Nangong Xuan did not dare to delay and immediately recounted her experiences in the Immortal Tomb space. This space was under the control of the Heavenly Lord, so Nangong Xuan had no fear of being overheard.

Even if the Master of the Immortal Tomb were to arrive personally, she believed that they could not match the Heavenly Lord.

“The matter of the Immortal Tomb space is of great importance, and I did not dare to make decisions on my own. As for the assassination task, I bear no grudge against those two and should not entangle myself in further karma, ” Nangong Xuan explained.

Of course, there was something she left unsaid.

After the Secret Mystical Realm incident, Nangong Xuan heard that Lu Xuan, also known as Brother Lu, had slain an Immortal of the Red Dust within the realm. It was said that he had the backing of the late Sword Immortal Ji, which was why everyone was able to survive in the Secret Mystical Realm.

The power of Sword Immortal Ji, on the verge of ascension, was unfathomably deep. While Shebi Shi claimed to be a great power, there were differences in strength even among the powerful.

Nangong Xuan felt that those who attempted to attack someone under Ji Lingchen’s protection were most likely doomed. However, expressing such a sentiment might seem cowardly and undermine the dignity of a Longevity Palace Saintess, especially in the presence of the Heavenly Lord.

Therefore, Nangong Xuan withheld part of her reasoning, omitting the other part.

After Nangong Xuan finished speaking, the voice of the Heavenly Lord resonated in her mind.

“You have done well in this matter..”