After an unknown amount of time, the boy lowered his head and looked at his hand sticking out from under the blanket. Suddenly, he began to tremble all over. Fear of the future and resentment towards the injustice of fate finally overwhelmed him.
It was clearly just a routine operation to crack down on a cult.
As a chosen one of heaven, Jiang Xuan sometimes cooperates with the authorities to do things like punishing evil and promoting good.
There is generally no danger.
This time, he was going to deal with a small sect called the Moon God Cult, which worshipped the mysterious Moon God, but whose sacrificial methods were extremely bloody and twisted.
They believed that this was why the moon goddess had not returned for so long.
It was because the distance was too far and they lost their way that a blood sacrifice was needed to guide the moon goddess.
To be honest, there are countless sects like this.
Who can blame them when the Moon Goddess holds such a high position and wields such profound influence in this land? Not to mention anything else, there's the Qin Emperor who has been resurrected and returned.
There are at least ten sects officially recorded as being called the Moon Goddess Sect, but apart from official records, nobody really cares.
Jiang Xuan originally thought this was just a routine clearing mission.
Logically speaking, such a small cult, or even a sect with incomplete rituals, could not possibly pose a threat to him.
But an unexpected event occurred.
At first, the process went as smoothly as Jiang Xuan had expected, until the very end when the mad divine messenger used some kind of insidious but precious one-time use magic weapon to launch a sneak attack.
A single, decisive blow.
A once-renowned genius has fallen from grace.
It got dark outside.
Jiang Xuan remained motionless, half-lying on the hospital bed. Everyone knew that his attack was unusual.
Just then, he received a mission. This seemingly ordinary mission was thwarted by an enemy who possessed an extremely rare, one-time-use magic weapon, ruthlessly cutting off his path of cultivation.
It was a coincidence.
But when several coincidences come together, then it can no longer be a coincidence.
At least Jiang Xuan can be certain of this—
Someone is targeting him.
Two months later, the Grand Gathering of Prodigies will be held, bringing together the most accomplished cultivators from all over the world to compete. He believes that, at least in Zhongdu, he is virtually invincible, except for a very few people.
Therefore, he is blocking others' path to advancement.
After a long silence, Jiang Xuan gave a bitter smile.
Even if he knew someone had deliberately targeted him, what could he do? He was already a cripple.
The family they relied on also acquiesced to this outcome...
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Half a month later, Jiang Xuan was discharged from the hospital.
Without the status of heir, he naturally could not return to his former residence, and the family reassigned him a new house.
It's a house that occupies quite a large area.
The style is antique and elegant, the decorations are exquisite, and the flowers and plants grow very lushly. The only downside is that it lacks spiritual energy.
Those who cultivate themselves value spiritual energy most.
The place where Jiang Xuan used to live was just a three-story building, but it was worth a hundred times more than this mansion.
However, now that he has become a useless cultivator, he naturally doesn't need a house with abundant spiritual energy.
During the tour, the agent, in order to highlight the value of the mansion, told the story behind it.
Pointing to several small houses with a dignified and solemn style, different from the rest of the house, he said:
"The previous owner of the house was a collector, and this is where he stored his collection. It has quite a history; it used to be a small temple with a history of five or six hundred years."
"It's a bit supernatural, actually. Back then, the spiritual energy was still dormant, yet this little temple has survived the passage of time..."
"It's just that it's been so long, this little temple is completely unknown, and there are very few records left behind. We don't even know which deity it used to worship..."
If the records were clear, the price might even increase significantly!
"It should be the moon goddess being worshipped."
The indifferent-looking young man interrupted him, speaking softly.
The real estate agent, who was lamenting that he couldn't raise prices, suddenly realized what was happening, took aback, and asked:
"Where does this come from?"
"Look at the patterns on this wall. They seem chaotic at first glance, but upon closer inspection, you can see that each line depicts different forms of the moon: full moon, waning moon, half moon..."
"And the design of these houses makes a pleasant sound when the wind blows through them."
"And the moon goddess loves singing and dancing."
"All of this indicates that this is a temple dedicated to the moon goddess."
The agent nodded repeatedly, "You are truly knowledgeable." He then continued with great interest, "That's right, the Chinese have worshipped the moon goddess since ancient times, and different regions have different ways of worshipping her. This little temple is probably one of the rarer ones."
"By the way, do you believe in the moon goddess?"
The agent didn't take Jiang Xuan's lack of response seriously.
The customer is God, and God is never easy to please.
Jiang Xuan, who was half a step behind, had a very complicated look in his eyes.
Do you believe in the moon goddess?
When I was young and still with my parents, I was a believer in the faith along with them. After I entered the faith, I did so less, but I still maintained my respect for it.
However, after being attacked by the messenger of the Moon Goddess Cult, his path of cultivation was cut off.
No one could help but feel angry, right?
The tour ended shortly afterward.
Before leaving, the agent offered his blessings:
"Although the spiritual energy in this place is not very strong, it is quiet and peaceful. There is also a temple dedicated to the moon goddess to suppress it. You might even be able to get a bit of a connection with the immortals."
Jiang Xuan neither agreed nor disagreed with this statement; how could one so easily obtain a connection to the immortals?
Moreover, the moon goddess had long since departed.
That ruler of Qin waited for thousands of years, but still didn't get to see it.
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Another attempt at cultivation.
The bright moonlight shone through the window onto the boy meditating in the quiet room.
The spiritual energy flowed smoothly through the meridians, but when it passed through a certain place, it suddenly became violent, and the completely out-of-control and disorderly spiritual energy rampaged through the meridians.
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