Chapter 179 The Founder of the Familiar Trap Was the First to Notice
Upon hearing the familiar name, Qin Muyan's pupils contracted, and his heart skipped a beat!
But upon hearing the last half of the sentence, his heart sank again. Song Yin was not the person he was waiting for. There were many people in the world with the same name, and he had never owed anyone a huge amount of spirit stones.
Song Yin and Hua Rong both assumed Qin Muyan's expression was one of shock upon hearing about the enormous amount of spirit stones, and Song Yin didn't think much of it. How could she possibly encounter the patriarch himself upon arrival?
“This is no small amount; be more careful next time. But what if the other party has already passed away?” Qin Muyan asked.
Song Yin said definitively, "He's not dead." If he were dead, it would be a much bigger problem.
Here it comes again, that strange feeling. Qin Muyan got goosebumps. Since yesterday, for some reason, first her shoulders felt heavy, and now her whole body felt itchy.
The three chatted all the way home.
The spirit stone has been spent, and Song Yin only needs to wait for the result. She has been staying at Hua Rong's house for almost a month, but there is still no news from Tianji Tower.
Song Yin thought to herself, "If I had known this would happen, I should have paid the deposit first."
Meanwhile, the Tianji Tower branch dispatched a large number of people throughout the Xuan Tian Realm to search for Qin Muyan, a Mahayana-stage alchemy cultivator. Days passed, and despite carrying his portrait, they still couldn't find him. This wouldn't do; if they couldn't complete the task entrusted to them by their client, their branch would have to return the spirit stones. There was no reason to give away spirit stones they had already obtained, so the Tianji Tower branch manager requested support from headquarters.
The news that Song Yin was looking for a Mahayana-stage alchemist was naturally presented to the master of Tianji Tower.
"Master, a message from the branch."
The news that is presented to the master of Tianji Tower is not simple news.
The owner of Tianji Tower, who was fishing, reached out his hand, and his subordinate placed the letter in his palm. The man by the lake didn't turn around; his gaze swept over the letter, and he quickly read through all the contents. He released his hand, and his subordinate immediately bent down and caught the letter with both hands.
“I didn’t expect there to be another Mahayana cultivator in the Xuantian Realm besides me, and a pill cultivator at that.” The owner of Tianji Tower reeled in the line, took off the lively fish, and then cast the line again. “You can arrange for someone to help. I also want to get to know this Mahayana pill cultivator.”
The subordinate replied simply, "Yes, Master."
The owner of Tianji Tower then instructed, "Oh, and send over the guest's information as well."
Subordinate: "We have very little information about the guest. We only know that she is a female cultivator with a cultivation level above the Golden Core stage, but we don't know anything else."
The master of Tianji Tower turned around and asked his subordinate, "You don't know?"
The subordinate immediately knelt down, pleading, "Please punish me, Master."
Master of Tianji Tower: "Which branch?"
This was a sign that he was going to go there in person. The subordinate remained kneeling and said, "Dushui Town Branch."
Dushui Town is bustling every day, with many vendors on the streets. Locals talk about whatever comes to mind, and they are very bold and free.
“What has Tianji Tower been doing lately? I’ve seen a lot of people coming and going, and the street in front of it has been renovated.”
"You didn't know that? I heard from my brother-in-law's aunt's side that the owner of Tianji Tower is going to visit the Dushui Town branch in person, so they naturally have to make preparations inside and out."
"The master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion? Such a mysterious person would come to our Ferry Crossing Town?"
"Is it mysterious?" Song Yin, who was strolling around outside today, interjected and asked the person at the next table.
After resting for several days, Hua Rong finally went out to earn spirit stones, and all she had to do each day was wait for news from the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. She gave the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion six months; if there were still no results after six months, she would leave Dushui Town and continue searching in another place.
If we really can't find anyone, we can always cry and make a scene to ask for help from Heaven.
What? You're saying Heaven can't intervene? Fine, she'll demand Heaven's help!
One of the people at the next table looked over, first taken aback by Song Yin's aura, and then said, "Of course, no one knows whether the owner of Tianji Tower is male or female. Tianji Tower has opened more and more branches and does all kinds of business. No one knows what level of cultivation this owner of Tianji Tower has. It is said that people who went to the headquarters to cause trouble were all sent back."
Song Yin casually guessed, "Could it be the Mahayana stage?"
The whole table at the next table burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! If a Mahayana cultivator really appeared in the Xuan Tian Realm, how could we not know? That's a Mahayana cultivator; even the tribulation lightning alone can't hide it."
This means that the owner of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion couldn't possibly be a Mahayana cultivator, but is it really impossible to hide the tribulation lightning? Not necessarily.
"I see, he really is a mysterious person," Song Yin echoed their words.
At this moment, the communication stone given by Tianji Tower made a sound. Song Yin noticed it immediately. She got up from her seat, walked out of the teahouse, and went directly to Tianji Tower across the street.
Upon entering, you first smell incense, then see that the interior has been completely renovated, with many bonsai trees added to the original layout.
Song Yin said to the communication stone, "I am currently on the first floor of Tianji Tower."
Soon, someone came to pick her up in person; it was the young man who had received Song Yin last time.
Song Yin: "Where is the person I'm looking for?"
The young man bowed and scraped, "Senior, the message we received today is that our master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion requests your presence."
Song Yin's voice was unreadable, "So you didn't find the person I'm looking for?"
"We are very sorry, we have increased the number of people we have sent to inquire and search, and headquarters has also sent people to help."
Why does your master want to see me?
"We don't know. We never inquire about the reasons behind what our master wants to do."
Song Yin scoffed, sending shivers down the young man's spine. He feared Song Yin wouldn't want to see her master. He couldn't even handle such a simple matter; he would surely be punished, let alone try to gain favor with his master.
"lead the way."
The young man's eyes lit up instantly. "Please come with me."
Song Yin was led to the top floor, but she wasn't interested in the more luxurious furnishings there. What interested her most was the owner of Tianji Tower. She wanted to see whether the person was male or female.
She had only taken a few steps when Song Yin stopped, her eyes narrowing slightly.
A man sat by the window, a man who looked strangely familiar.
Isn't this the Nine Heavens Dao Lord? How did he become the Master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion?!
Recently, Qin Muyan has increasingly felt that something is strange about him, as if someone is talking about him. The higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the more they will sense when their name is mentioned.
Recently, Qin Muyan has been feeling that someone is calling his name, every day, by many people, many times.
Qin Muyan, who was in his own yard, rarely didn't have to work and planned to take a day off to figure out his current situation.
The gate was tightly closed, and the entire house was protected by a barrier set up by Qin Muyan. He himself sat cross-legged in the courtyard, searching for the seemingly invisible threads.
Like a pebble thrown into a calm pond, Qin Muyan instantly pinpointed the location and disappeared from the courtyard. When he reappeared, he was already outside of Dushui Town, having tracked down the person who called his name. Qin Muyan carefully examined him.
"People from the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion?" Qin Muyan murmured to himself, "Why are people from the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion looking for me?"
He landed on the ground and then pretended to bump into the people from Tianji Tower by accident. Just then, he also saw the portrait in their hands.
Upon seeing clearly, Qin Muyan's pupils dilated in shock!
Who is this? She looks a bit like him, except her eyes are smaller, her eyebrows are lighter, and her nose is bigger…
No! This is a portrait of him!
Who drew this? Why did they make him look so ugly? They only showed about 80% of his heroic appearance!
Achoo!
On the top floor of Tianji Tower, Song Yin sneezed. "Someone must be talking about me behind my back."
The master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, or rather, the Nine Heavens Dao Lord who had not yet ascended, said, "Do you need me to do some calculations for you?"
Song Yin sniffed, "Then forget it, your Tianji Tower charges too much."
Daojun Jiutian did not insist. Instead, he was in a good mood and personally poured tea for Song Yin. He did not put on airs as a Mahayana cultivator. "I am very curious, what made you change your attitude so suddenly, from looking at a stranger to looking at an acquaintance? In my memory, I have never seen you before, and I cannot find any information about you."
"Tsk tsk tsk, a Nine Heavens Dao Lord who hasn't ascended yet." Song Yin said mysteriously, "Now that we've met."
The Nine Heavens Dao Lord chuckled, "That's right, I still don't know your name."
“Song Yin, Dao—” Where is Jun? Song Yin stopped abruptly. “It’s not an unusual name. May I ask your surname, senior?”
Nine Heavens Dao Lord: "His surname is Yu."
"Then I will address you as Senior Yu. May I ask what business Senior Yu has with me today?"
"You do know me."
"Why do you think so, Senior Yu?"
"I can tell from your eyes."
"Perhaps we'll meet in the future," Song Yin said, looking out the window at the sky. Hmm, the weather was normal; it seemed this statement wouldn't affect future developments.
“Future…” Daojun of the Nine Heavens was confused at first, but after repeating it, his expression gradually cleared up. He looked at Song Yin with more affection. “Future… you’re really interesting. I’m also a Mahayana cultivator. Why don’t you become my disciple?”
"Pfft! Cough cough cough!" Song Yin choked on her tea and asked in shock, "How could you have such an idea?"
The Nine Heavens Dao Lord's expression held a hint of benevolence as he looked at a junior, and he rested his chin on his hands, saying, "If you say we'll meet in the future, then you'll definitely be my future disciple."
Song Yin: "Hahaha! How could that be!"
Daojun of the Nine Heavens: "Why not? With my current strength, I can indeed go back in time. It's normal for you, as my disciple, to learn my signature skill."
Song Yin opened her mouth slightly, in disbelief.
"Don't believe me?" Daoist Jiutian took out his natal magic weapon, the Mirror of Reincarnation, "Its grade isn't very high, but it can allow me to comprehend the power of the Great Dao Laws."
Song Yin was shocked again. The magical artifact before her looked strangely familiar, very similar to the one she had seen in the Nine Spirits Realm, except that many details didn't match. Perhaps what she was seeing was its upgraded form.
If that's really the case...
Song Yin was covered in goosebumps. Seeing familiar people and things in the ancient time and space felt like it was all destined.
Why her? Why her of all people? Perhaps fate had already revealed the answer.
Daoist Lord of the Nine Heavens: "You recognize it, so you really are my disciple."
“No, I am not your disciple. The person from the future is simply fortunate enough to meet you and your magical artifacts. I am a cultivator of alchemy and swordsmanship, and the person I am looking for is my ancestor.” After saying this, Song Yin looked out the window at the sky again.
Yes, the weather is still normal.
"What are you looking at, the Way of Heaven?"
Song Yin readily admitted, "Yes."
Several people passed the inheritance test back then, but the Nine Heavens Dao Lord only saw him. Perhaps they had met countless millennia ago, which is why the Nine Heavens Dao Lord appeared to see him in the Nine Heavens Secret Realm.
It was then that she was destined to come to the ancient timeline. The Heavenly Dao probably knew this too, which is why it said it was the most suitable person to come to the ancient timeline, since the reasons given at the time couldn't withstand deeper thought.
Therefore, coming to the ancient time and space was not only to bring back the ancestor, but also an indispensable opportunity on her path of cultivation.
The Nine Heavens Dao Lord lowered his eyes, piecing together all the known information. After a long silence, he asked, "How much of the power of the Great Dao Laws can you control?"
Has it arrived? Her destiny has come.
Song Yin took a deep breath and said, "Revert the items to their past state on a small scale."
Nine Heavens Dao Lord: "Not enough. Your control over power is barely scratching the surface..."
The atmosphere on the top floor of Tianji Tower suddenly shifts, transforming from a reception scene into a teaching scene.
Meanwhile, having pieced together all the clues, Qin Muyan returned to Dushui Town. He wanted to see Song Yin, because he had confirmed that Song Yin was the person he was waiting for.
Back in the alley, he knocked on the Hua family's door, only to see other residents carrying Hua Rong back, her body covered in wounds. She had left dressed in light-colored clothes, but returned in dark red, her face deathly pale, her breath weak, and she was unconscious. Qin Muyan could tell at a glance that Hua Rong's condition was dire, and she most likely wouldn't survive the night.
"Thank goodness, it's Uncle Aoki! Quick, lend a hand! Hua Rong is about to die!"
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Author's Note: Qi Zibo is unaware that his gifted disciple has been targeted by someone else again. [Dog head with rose in hand]
Qi Zibo: Go away, go away! Is he your disciple that you're so interested? He's my disciple! [Angry]
A gathering of acquaintances, everything was already predetermined. [Sunglasses]
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[Empty bowl]
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