Lin Qianqian could understand Yunze's feelings, and Lu Wu, having glimpsed the secrets of heaven and knowing some of his past, naturally wouldn't mind Yunze's interruption. Instead, he patiently answered his questions.
"Each island in the sea of clouds outside is the tomb of a powerful being, and many have left behind their legacy. Among them is the tomb of the ancient Bai Ze deity. If you can obtain the legacy within the tomb, you will have a glimmer of hope. Whether you succeed depends on your fate."
Upon hearing this answer, Yunze was overjoyed, but he remained composed on the surface and did not show it too much. However, Lin Qianqian could feel his relaxation from the arm she was holding.
At this moment, Lin Qianqian couldn't help but ask, "What about me? What about me? I also want to cultivate immortality, I also want to fly and teleport. Can I accept the inheritance?"
Seeing Lin Qianqian's excited face, Lu Wu said somewhat uncertainly, "It should be possible. Judging from your bloodline, even the most concentrated trace of blood can accept it... um..."
Upon hearing Lu Wu say that she could cultivate immortality, Lin Qianqian became excited. Before Lu Wu could finish speaking, she muttered, "The dragon's legacy! I am a descendant of Yan and Huang, a descendant of the dragon! I want the dragon's legacy! I want the dragon's legacy..."
“Hmm… the inheritance of Ju… Mang.” Lu Wu paused to receive the information because of the prompt from the Chengyuan Mirror on his chest.
Lin Qianqian was so distracted by her incessant chatter that she didn't hear what Lu Wu said next, only catching the word "mang". She panicked, "Ah, python? What python? I don't want the python's inheritance, I want a dragon, not a python! Don't demote me by hundreds or thousands of levels all at once!"
Lin Qianqian was stunned and devastated. Even if the system had run away, it wouldn't have hit her as hard as this answer.
Lu Wu looked at the wailing woman in front of him speechlessly. In his thousands of years of life, he had never seen a person with such a personality who could change her attitude so quickly.
Yunze was also at a loss, and could only pat Lin Qianqian's shoulder lightly, but he didn't know what to say, as he had never learned this in his previous life.
"I'm talking about the divine bird Jumang, not the python. Listen carefully before you get excited. Also, your dragon bloodline is too thin. I don't recommend you choose this one; the chance of obtaining the inheritance is very low."
Lin Qianqian stopped crying immediately, like a duck being choked. She realized she had made a mistake, and even though she was usually thick-skinned, she felt very embarrassed this time.
"Oh, I misheard, I misheard! Hehe! I know the divine bird Jumang, it's the god of spring who governs all plants and trees in the world, that's good too." Then, not giving up, she asked again, "Really, we can't choose the dragon?"
Before Lu Wu could speak, Yun Ze advised, "Qianqian, the stronger the bloodline, the higher the chance of obtaining the inheritance."
Yunze and Luwu couldn't understand why Lin Qianqian was so obsessed with the dragon, but now was not the time to delve into it.
Lu Wu solemnly declared, "You can find suitable inheritances for yourselves in these immortal tombs, but you must promise me that after accepting the inheritance, you must help Yunxu Realm resolve the crisis of becoming a demonic prison in the future."
Yunze nodded and said, "This is the resting place of all the immortals and deities. If I have the ability, I will definitely help." Lu Wu nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Lin Qianqian, who quickly expressed her willingness to contribute as well.
Seeing that they had all agreed, Lu Wu led the two of them to the back of the altar, with Lin Qianqian supporting Yun Ze as they followed behind him.
Behind them was a staircase leading to the second floor. Once on the second floor, Lu Wu carefully explained, "To the left is the tomb of the ancient human immortals, and to the right is the tomb of the ancient divine beasts."
“Actually, I’m just a mortal. I should find the inheritance of a human immortal.” Lin Qianqian casually remarked, but it made Lu Wu and Yun Ze stop.
Yes, Lin Qianqian is a mortal, so finding the inheritance of a human immortal would be most suitable, but that's the instruction from the Mirror of Fate...
Forget it, I'll just ask her myself, "So, do you want to change? Perhaps the human race's tradition is more suitable for you."
Lin Qianqian thought for a moment and asked, "Is Jumang powerful?"
"Impressive. Jumang is close to plants and trees, and his wood-based magic and life magic are unparalleled. He is the God of Life in the Immortal Realm, in charge of the spirits of plants and trees. He is an ancient god with divine status and position. If you are lucky, in addition to the power of wood, you might even be able to inherit his life power."
"Then we won't change it. If the Jumang inheritance fails, we'll try the human inheritance. Anyway, there are so many inheritances here, they won't run away."
Lu Wu wanted to say that Jumang's inheritance had failed, which would at least damage his physical essence, and at worst, annihilate his soul, with no second chance. But then he thought that human inheritance also had risks, and it was hard to say which inheritance had a better chance of being obtained. Besides, the Mirror of Fate had given him a hint about Jumang, so he stopped trying to persuade him.
Upon reaching the upper floor, Lin Qianqian discovered a series of doors, their materials and patterns of various mythical beasts adorning them.
After walking a long distance, the three stopped in front of a door. The door was carved with a mythical beast with a dragon's head and a lion's body, two horns on its head, two wings on its back, and four legs treading on clouds. Lu Wu gestured for Yun Ze to stand in front of the door and place his hands on the statue.
Yunze didn't ask any questions and obediently did as he was told. As soon as he touched the statue, it started to move, leaving the door panel and climbing onto Yunze's hand. After circling around, it coiled back onto the door.
With a "click," the door opened. "Congratulations, you have obtained the qualification to enter the tomb of Bai Ze God. Please!" The speaker gestured for them to enter.
Yunze didn't immediately cross the threshold. Instead, he turned to look at Lin Qianqian, as if he had many things to say but couldn't find the words. In the end, he simply looked at her a few more times, deeply remembering this person who had saved him and had always been kind to him.
But just as he was about to enter the door, Lin Qianqian grabbed him, gave him a big smile, waved her right hand twice, and said, "Go for it, you'll succeed."
Yunze returned a faint smile, turned around, and stepped inside.
The door slowly closed, and Lu Wu continued leading Lin Qianqian forward. Lin Qianqian casually asked, "Senior Lu, how did you know what bloodline we have and what kind of inheritance we are suited for?"
Lu Wu pulled out a mirror from somewhere and said, "This is the Mirror of Fate, an ancient celestial artifact used to confirm bloodlines. Of course, some powerful beings possess such magical skills and do not need to rely on external objects to identify bloodlines, but I do not. Fortunately, I have this mirror. Many powerful beings in the Immortal Tomb marked their deaths on this mirror, and it will give them hints when they encounter a suitable successor."
Lin Qianqian was about to say something when she caught a glimpse of a mythical beast with a human face, a tiger's body, and nine tails carved on the door she had just passed.
Lin Qianqian recognized this as Lu Wu's original form, and this must be its tomb. Because what walked ahead of her was only a remnant soul; the original body had perished a thousand years ago while searching for a glimmer of hope. Lin Qianqian admired this.
Further on, not far ahead, they came to another door. Looking at the statue on the door, Lin Qianqian recognized it; it was Jumang.
"We've arrived, Miss Qianqian," Lu Wu reminded her.
When it was her turn, she became nervous again and placed her trembling hand on the statue. But after a long time, nothing happened, and her heart sank.
What's going on? Why is there no reaction? Is she destined to never cultivate immortality? No! She's already transmigrated; even if she's not the chosen one, she's still someone favored by heaven! She's found her path to immortality, but she's stuck at the last hurdle! Heavens! Don't play this cruel trick on her…
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