Chapter 184 Rebellious Disciple, Rebellious Disciple, Spiritual Vein in Hand
Ancestor Lian was one of the first group of people to arrive at the ancient battlefield. This group of cultivators from the Immortal Firmament Sect had been wandering the ancient battlefield for a long time. By constantly fighting and killing enemies, their cultivation level had improved considerably. However, the various resources they carried were gradually decreasing.
"Have you found them yet?" Elder Lian asked one of the cultivators in the group.
The female cultivator shook her head. "There's no trace of Elder Wen or Elder Qi, nor any news of other lost individuals." The longer they stayed on the ancient battlefield, the more likely they were to get separated. Now, fewer than ten people remained with Elder Lian. To prevent further separation, they abandoned the idea of splitting up and would stick together no matter what happened.
The female cultivator remained silent for a long while before asking Ancestor Lian, "Ancestor, are we really unable to get out?"
Old Ancestor Lian wiped the sword in his hand. "No, cultivators in the past could come in and come out as well, and so can we."
Master Lian's words were like a reassuring pill, calming an anxious, restless, and even fearful heart.
They had only one thought: Elder Lian is the sect's patriarch; if he says we can get out, then we can definitely get out too.
Even Elder Lian wasn't entirely sure. The ancient battlefield was now an independent space, and it was possible that they couldn't get out. But he couldn't say that; he had to keep the group calm.
Elder Lian: "We will continue searching for those who have gone astray. If we encounter people from other sects, we will cooperate with them if possible. If we cannot cooperate, we will take direct action to eliminate any future troubles. Until then, we will rest and regroup in place."
"Yes, Ancestor."
Several people leaned against the raised boulder. Some were exhausted and fell into a light sleep; some were silently absorbing spiritual energy; and others were healing themselves. Their pills were running low, so they had to use them sparingly. It was better to heal minor injuries by circulating their own cultivation techniques.
Looking at the group of cultivators, Elder Lian sighed inwardly. The path of cultivation was never easy; too many perished along the way. Whether or not they possessed spiritual veins was no longer important; what mattered was whether he could lead these people back. If they too ultimately died on the ancient battlefield, then so be it.
On the other side of the ancient battlefield, Qi Zibo numbly followed behind the patriarch, watching as the patriarch calmed these remnant souls and even made them communicative, all through his personal charisma.
Seeing this, Song Yin thought to herself, "This is no ancient battlefield; it's clearly a meeting of our ancestors."
Great, this is a useful teammate.
Song Yin asked Qin Muyan considerately, "Master, would you like to take a rest? We haven't stopped to rest for a long time."
Qin Muyan sent away another familiar remnant soul, and replied, "Okay, we'll rest after sending away these dozens of remnant souls."
If you encounter a conscious remnant soul, answer a few of its questions, and it will know the answers and become obsessed, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation; if you encounter an unconscious one, you can only use a sword to physically deliver it from its slumber.
Qin Muyan asked about spiritual veins all the way, and finally got the answer from a pair of conscious sisters.
And these living people are on the right track.
After Qin Muyan sent away the remnant soul, the group sat together to rest.
Lou Shuhe and the others didn't understand their patriarch as deeply as Song Yin, nor were they as casual and natural in their interactions; their interactions were more respectful. However, their arrival and overhearing the patriarch's conversation with the conscious remnant soul gradually changed their perception of him, and—
Our ancestor was truly eloquent!
Guh—!
Song Yin's stomach growled, and she realized that they, too, hadn't eaten in a long time.
After taking out a fasting pill from her spatial storage and swallowing it, Song Yin asked Qin Muyan, "Ancestor, the last remnant soul senior who knew about the spiritual vein pointed out the direction of the spiritual vein to us and said that we could reach it in three days if we walked in this direction, but we have been walking for more than ten days and we still haven't arrived. Is this normal?"
Qin Muyan simply assumed that he had spent too much time chatting, and said, "Next time I meet someone I know, I'll say less."
Lou Shuhe then said, "I guess it's not that the ancestor's conversation took too long, but rather that the timeline of the ancient battlefield is chaotic. We might arrive at our destination tomorrow, or we might take a long time to get there."
Shi Heming still held Song Yin's hand and suggested, "Why don't we figure out the reason for the time chaos and then solve this problem?"
Qi Zibo: "Shi Heming makes a good point." He turned to Wen Zhiling and asked, "What does Madam think?"
Wen Zhiling pointed out the crux of the problem: "But we have no clue. The ancient battlefield has existed for a very long time. If we want to find the reason for the chaos in time, where should we start?"
Qin Muyan glanced at the people present, and finally his gaze settled on Song Yin. "Song Yin, you tell us what you have to say."
Song Yin: "Me?"
Qin Muyan: "You have unique luck. Tell us any method you have."
How could she know the reason for the chaotic timeline of the ancient battlefield? She wasn't the omniscient and all-knowing Heavenly Dao. Wait, Heavenly Dao.
Song Yin: "I actually have an idea." She looked up at the sky, "Why don't we ask the great, all-knowing, and respectable Heavenly Dao!"
Several people: ...
Wen Zhiling didn't want to damage her child's self-confidence. "The idea is good, but how can we get divine intervention?"
Song Yin remained silent, keeping her head up to look at the sky.
Wen Zhiling didn't hear a reply for a long time: "Yinyin?"
Song Yin maintained her posture of looking up at the sky.
Shi Heming gripped Song Yin's hand tightly. "She should go and ask the Heavenly Dao."
Wen Zhiling: "Oh, this."
Qin Muyan chuckled softly; he knew Song Yin was no ordinary person. He had lived so long and made such great contributions, yet his only interaction with the Heavenly Dao was during his trip to the past. Song Yin, on the other hand, merely mentioned the Heavenly Dao casually, and the Heavenly Dao immediately manifested itself.
Some people are just favored by Heaven, and no one can compare to them.
They were used to Song Yin's behavior and patiently waited for her to finish asking her questions and come back with solutions.
After about ten minutes, Song Yin regained consciousness.
Song Yin stretched her neck and said to them, "I know how to solve the time chaos."
Qi Zibo: "Speak quickly."
Song Yin: "The time chaos is caused by remnant souls, and the solution is simple: send them into reincarnation. Once all the remnant souls of the ancient battlefield are sent away, time will return to normal, and the space of the ancient battlefield will also disappear completely."
Why is time disordered inside the ancient battlefield?
Some of these lingering souls wished time would pass faster, so they could wait for Qin Muyan's return and for the world to return to peace sooner. Others wished time would slow down; they were already dead, and in their soul state, they only wanted time to slow down, to slow down even more, so they could take one last look at the human world they cherished.
Countless thoughts converge to form a massive mental force, which ultimately affects the isolated space, causing its internal time to become chaotic.
This chaotic state escalated and eventually began to affect the areas surrounding the ancient battlefield. As a result, the Heavenly Dao had no choice but to divide the ancient battlefield into an independent space, so that the temporal chaos would remain only in the ancient battlefield and would not affect other places.
As she continued, Song Yin spread her hands and said, "Actually, we've already been working on this, but I still want to say that finding and taking away the spiritual vein is the priority."
"Otherwise, once the remnant souls are cleared out and the ancient battlefield disappears, this large spiritual vein will appear before everyone. At that time, it won't be an easy thing to take the spiritual vein away while things are in disarray."
So, Song Yin and the others continued towards the spiritual vein. When they encountered conscious remnant souls, they handed them over to Qin Muyan, while Song Yin and the others dealt with the unconscious remnant souls by fighting them.
After clearing away another portion of the unconscious remnant souls, Wen Zhiling asked Song Yin, "Why do I feel like you're even stronger now? It's not like someone in the Nascent Soul stage should have such power."
Song Yin: "Actually, I don't know exactly what level I've reached. I thought I would break through naturally when I returned to the ancient battlefield, but I didn't. It seems I'll have to go out to find out my exact cultivation level."
After listening, Shi Heming suddenly looked in the direction of the Ancestral Master, who was still communicating with the remnant soul. He said, "In that case, will the Ancestral Master ascend to heaven after we leave?"
These words were like a wake-up call, and Lou Shuhe and the others all looked over.
Lou Shuhe has been constantly consulting divination and fortune-telling. Now she knows the opportunity for her ascension, which is still related to her obsession. But even knowing the opportunity for ascension, she cannot ascend immediately after leaving the palace.
Will the patriarch ascend to immortality immediately upon leaving?
After finishing their conversation and seeing off another remnant soul, Qin Muyan turned around and walked over. "I heard what you said. Shi Heming is right. I will face the ascension tribulation after I leave, so remember to stay away from me the moment you leave."
He thought that the fact that he hadn't ascended after returning to the ancient battlefield was likely due to intervention from the Heavenly Dao.
Heaven, with its benevolent nature, cannot bear to see these conscious remnants of souls remain in the world. It wishes to send these conscious remnants away, either by forcibly erasing them or by letting them dissipate naturally after relinquishing their obsessions. The former is too heartless, while the latter requires it.
If he were to undergo the ascension tribulation immediately upon returning to the ancient battlefield, these conscious remnant souls would be unable to sever their obsessions and would also be scattered by the power of the tribulation.
All of this was just Qin Muyan's personal conjecture. He didn't tell Song Yin and the others. They only needed to know that they would ascend to immortality after they left.
Qin Muyan: "There's one more thing. My ascension can't be kept secret, so you must remember not to reveal my true identity. Qin Muyan is still the one who ascended in ancient times; the one who ascended now is just an unknown rogue cultivator, understand?"
He didn't want to cause too much trouble, and that was fine.
Song Yin was taken aback: "But I said before that I would show you the Immortal Cloud Sect again."
Qin Muyan smiled: "You have already given me a new understanding of the Immortal Firmament Sect. Although it is the Immortal Firmament Sect from hundreds of years ago, I think the difference should not be significant."
Song Yin had already introduced the founder to the Immortal Firmament Sect from hundreds of years ago. Combined with the power of the Great Dao Laws that Song Yin had mastered, Lou Shuhe and the others were able to understand.
Only Qi Zibo frowned and muttered to himself, "Several hundred years ago, the Immortal Firmament Sect... Back then, the traitor was still young, but now the traitor and the founder are strong enough."
The long-buried memories were unearthed again, and Qi Zibo squinted at the back of his traitorous disciple.
"You unfilial disciple, tell me, was it you who harassed me in the middle of the night back then?"
Song Yin shuddered and glared at Qin Muyan.
It's all your fault!!!
Song Yin turned around stiffly, offering an awkward yet polite smile, "Ahahaha... Master, what are you saying? This heaven-sent disciple doesn't understand!"
"Heh." Qi Zibo sneered expressionlessly. The case was solved; it was this traitor.
No wonder he couldn't find anyone back then. His cultivation level wasn't as high as his current traitor's, not to mention that his traitor had the help of the patriarch.
Qi Zibo took out his whisk, "Today, your master will teach you a lesson, you rebellious disciple!"
Lou Shuhe looked at Shi Heming: "Do you know what happened?"
Shi Heming shook his head and secretly drew a speed-enhancing talisman on Song Yin and placed it on her body. "I don't know."
Wen Zhiling thought about it for a moment and roughly knew what it was about, something that happened hundreds of years ago. Qi Zibo had mentioned it to her back then.
Qin Muyan stood to the side with his hands in his pockets, the scene before him truly pleasing to the eye; he finally saw Song Yin get her comeuppance.
"Stop chasing me!" Song Yin said swiftly, "But I still praised you in the end!"
Qi Zibo pointed at her with his whisk, "Fine, you admit it, right?"
Song Yin ran away, shouting as she ran, "Grandmaster, you're ruthless! You said the matter of one million top-grade spirit stones was over!"
Qin Muyan feigned innocence and laughed, "Oh? Is that so? I forgot."
"I hate it!" Song Yin glared fiercely at the patriarch again, not looking down, and missed a step.
Ouch!
Song Yin fell into the hole.
The smiles of the onlookers vanished instantly. Qi Zibo, who was chasing Song Yin, was also startled. He was the closest and quickly flew to the cave entrance to look down.
"Traitor, Song Yin? Song Yin?"
The cave was very deep and pitch black, with no bottom in sight.
After Qi Zibo finished asking his question, a Song-style voice answered from below, accompanied by an echo.
"I'm fine—wait for me—I've discovered a spiritual vein down there—"
Qi Zibo: "What?" He realized what was happening and then laughed.
The people who rushed over stopped upon hearing the news and looked at each other in bewilderment.
One second Qin Muyan was laughing, the next he was no longer laughing and kept his hands in his pockets. He was really lucky; this time, Qi Zibo not only didn't chase after him, but was probably secretly praising him.
Having learned from her previous experience, Song Yin quickly collected the spiritual veins at the bottom of the cave and then flew out of the cave entrance. During the process of collecting the spiritual veins, the ancient battlefield also trembled, but the tremor did not last long.
Song Yin smiled brightly, "Family members, it's time to do everything in our power to help the remnant souls pass on. Let's pack up and get ready to go!"
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Author's Note: Qi Zibo: Let me say a few words. I also contributed to this spiritual vein project.
Song Aotian: Are you going to chase me down with a whisk and steal my credit? [Clown]
Qi Zibo: How can it not count? [doge emoji]
Song pronunciation: 6.
Master won today's game.
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[Empty bowl]
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