Daily Divination From Market Rogue Cultivator To Immortal Venerable - Chapter 310

Chapter 310 Mid-stage Reverse Slash, Everyone Shocked (Please Subscribe)

Deep within the Yin Soul Sect, in a secret chamber.

A soul lamp suddenly went out.

Wu Gu, who was sitting cross-legged deep within the secret chamber, abruptly opened his eyes.

“Master Yuan!”

The extinguished soul lamp belonged to Yuan Tianxuan.

A moment later.

The auras of more than twenty demonic Golden Core cultivators erupted deep within the Yin Soul Sect.

Wu Gu led the group, their killing intent palpable, searching everywhere for a long time, but found nothing.

“Li Fan!”

His face was full of killing intent, his tone icy.

“With Master Yuan’s divination skills, it’s impossible that he couldn’t predict his own fortune, unless Li Fan attacked him!”

Wu Gu almost instantly thought of Li Chang’an.

He immediately instructed a vice sect leader.

“Send this news back to the Yan Kingdom, and ask a true fourth-tier divination master to take action, and make sure to find out where Li Fan is!”

“Yes!”

Soon, a message left the Yin Soul Sect and was quickly sent to the Yan Kingdom in the north.

…

At the same time.

On Changqing Mountain, deep within a cave.

Li Chang’an was tallying up his spoils from this trip.

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a third-tier Venerable Soul Banner materialized.

“This old thing really has a lot of souls, a whopping 2.7 million, but the quality is all too poor; there are far too many mortal souls.”

Li Chang’an wanted cultivator souls more.

Even the souls of a Qi Refining Level 1 cultivator were far superior to mortal souls.

“Never mind, I can’t be greedy.”

He shook his head slightly and casually tossed the banner to his own.

The number of souls in the two banners combined

exceeded six million!

Due to the abundance of mortal souls, the overall quality of the souls had further declined.

However, the quantity compensated for the lack of quality.

With so many souls simultaneously providing power to the Fiend Soul, he was now comparable to a late-stage Golden Core cultivator.

Li Chang’an continued rummaging through his storage bag and quickly found the treasures needed to restore the Venerable Soul Banner to its third-tier superior grade.

“Eat up!”

He took out these treasures and tossed them to the Venerable Soul Banner.

“Thank you… Master…”

the spirit’s intermittent voice sounded.

A dense black mist billowed out, engulfing the numerous treasures.

A moment later,

the Soul-Supporting Banner’s grade successfully recovered to the upper-tier third rank.

However, this was not its highest grade.

Li Chang’an had communicated with the artifact spirit and learned that this Soul-Supporting Banner originated from the Netherworld Prison Sect, one of the nine ancient sects.

It was forged into a finished product by a fifth-tier artifact refiner from the Netherworld Prison Sect.

At its peak, the Soul-Supporting Banner reached the upper-tier fifth rank!

However,

it was shattered during the great calamity.

There was still a long way to go before it could fully recover to its peak state.

“Take it slow, no rush.”

The current grade was barely sufficient for Li Chang’an.

With a thought, he extracted the power of over six million fragments of his soul and provided it all to the Fiend Soul.

In the blink of an eye,

the Fiend Soul’s grade reached the late-tier third rank.

Li Chang’an asked him, “Have you grasped any new spells?”

The Fiend Soul scratched his head, “Still no.”

“How strong is the Netherworld Fiend Domain?”

“Trapping a late-stage Golden Core cultivator is no problem. Even figures like the Holy Son and Holy Daughter would find it difficult to defeat them instantly; it can at least hold them for a few breaths.”

“Not bad.”

Li Chang’an nodded slightly, quite satisfied.

The Netherworld Fiend Domain cast by the late-stage third-tier Fiend Soul should be able to trap Liu Feiyan for a moment.

In a life-or-death situation, a moment is enough to change everything.

He continued to examine the remaining treasures.

Soon, a flash of light appeared in his hand, revealing a jade slip.

“A fourth-tier low-grade divination inheritance!”

Li Chang’an’s lips curled slightly; this was the first fourth-tier inheritance he had obtained.

He probed it with his divine sense and glanced at it briefly.

The contents of the inheritance

were mostly profound and complex, seemingly like a celestial book to outsiders.

In terms of difficulty of cultivation, for most cultivators, divination techniques were even more difficult than alchemy or weapon crafting.

Ordinary skills, with diligent practice, even those with poor talent could achieve some results.

However, the art of divination…

without talent, one might not even grasp the basics for decades.

Li Chang’an was an exception.

Perhaps due to the divination symbols, he learned divination remarkably quickly.

At this moment, having merely casually perused the inherited content, his divination skills showed signs of a breakthrough, about to advance from the middle-grade of the second rank to the upper-grade of the second rank.

“From now on, during body tempering, I’ll dedicate myself to practicing divination,”

Li Chang’an resolved.

Facing the increasingly chaotic cultivation world, he needed the ability to actively perform divination, not just passively wait for the symbols to appear.

After all, he still didn’t know the reason for the symbols’ appearance.

What if one day the symbols suddenly disappeared and never reappeared? That would be a real headache for him.

He focused his mind and continued searching his storage bag.

Inside, there were numerous treasures related to divination, such as various tortoise shells and animal bones.

“It’s a pity there are no fourth-rank tortoise shells,”

Li Chang’an lamented, as the highest-grade tortoise shell among them was only the upper-grade of the third rank.

Thinking about it, that made sense.

Yuan Tianxuan’s divination skills had not yet reached the fourth level, and his cultivation was stagnant at the Golden Core stage, making it difficult for him to obtain fourth-level treasures.

After a while,

Li Chang’an finished taking inventory.

He put away his storage bag and released Yuan Tianxuan’s soul.

Even now, Yuan Tianxuan was still somewhat dazed, unable to accept the fact that he was dead.

“You’re not Li Fan, you’re Li Chang’an from Changqing Mountain?”

“It seems I’m quite famous, Fellow Daoist Yuan actually knows me.”

“Of course I know you, the first person in the Southern Region in a thousand years to form a Core Formation with a low-grade spiritual root!”

Yuan Tianxuan’s expression was wary, secretly observing the surrounding situation as he spoke.

He suddenly realized.

“No, Li Fan is just your false identity!”

“Hmm.”

Li Chang’an nodded slightly.

“Fellow Daoist Yuan, I have a few questions to ask. If you cooperate, you can be spared physical suffering.”

“I don’t even have a body anymore, just a soul, what’s the point of talking about physical suffering?”

Yuan Tianxuan’s face was ugly, seemingly unwilling to cooperate.

But after the evil spirit appeared,

his attitude immediately changed drastically.

“Fellow Daoist Li, although my status in the Netherworld Soul Sect is high, my skills have ultimately failed to break through to the fourth rank, and I cannot access core information. My knowledge is not much, and it may not satisfy you.”

“It’s alright, Fellow Daoist Yuan only needs to tell me what you know.”

Next.

Li Chang’an asked more than ten questions in succession.

Yuan Tianxuan’s answers were mostly similar to Ye Sang’s.

Although he was a member of the Nether Soul Sect, he didn’t know what the Nether Soul Sect’s plan was.

“I only know that if they want to achieve their plan, the more cultivators who die in the cultivation world, the better.”

“The more the better? Could it be that they want a large number of souls to refine some kind of soul-path treasure?”

“I don’t know about that…”

During the conversation, Yuan Tianxuan revealed a very important piece of information.

The first sect master of the Nether Prison Sect had a very special identity.

Just as Li Chang’an had guessed before.

That sect master

was a core disciple of the ancient Nether Prison Sect!

He avoided that great calamity through the Hidden World Coffin, awakened 30,000 years ago, and established the Nether Soul Sect.

It was because of this

that there were so many inheritances of the ancient Nether Prison Sect within the Nether Soul Sect.

Yuan Tianxuan stated, “That sect leader’s views were quite unique. He believed that all mortals were beasts to be slaughtered at will, that the cultivation world was inherently a dog-eat-dog world, and that the demonic path was the righteous path, while the so-called righteous path was the demonic path that defied the laws of heaven.”

“Hmm, this view was indeed the cultivation philosophy of the nine ancient sects.”

Li Chang’an recalled his first life in the ancient world.

In that life,

his senior brother led them away from the sect to harvest mortals in the mortal realm.

A single operation resulted in massive slaughter, harvesting millions of souls!

This behavior, in today’s view,

is pure demonic.

But at that time,

the cultivators of the nine immortal sects didn’t see anything wrong with it. The

strong preying on the weak—this dog-eat-dog world was in accordance with the laws of heaven, so why prohibit it?

Not only humans, but all races were the same; powerful demonic beasts would also hunt weaker ones.

What are now considered righteous sects

were, in that era, demonic sects that defied the laws of heaven.

Yuan Tianxuan continued, “That sect leader once declared that he would set things right, restore the righteous path of heaven and earth, and recreate the glory of the nine major sects. I think… the Nether Soul Sect’s scheme might be related to this.”

“Restore the reputation of the demonic path, making it the righteous path?”

Li Chang’an pondered.

This matter sounded somewhat absurd.

But from the perspective of a demonic cultivator, it seemed perfectly normal.

“Forget it, the great chaos hasn’t arrived yet. Thinking too much is useless. I’ll focus on achieving the Nascent Soul stage first.”

He temporarily suppressed his various thoughts.

Without sufficient strength, knowing more was useless. “Is

there any Nascent Soul opportunity within the Nether Soul Sect?”

“No.”

“Even the Holy Son of Wugu didn’t have one?”

“He… I’m not entirely sure, but there’s definitely none in the Nether Soul Sect’s treasury. The main sect, the Nether Soul Sect, does have some.”

Yuan Tianxuan cooperated, trying to say what he knew.

About half an hour later.

Li Chang’an finished his questioning and put the Yuan Tianxuan back into the Soul-Bearing Banner.

In the days that followed

, his cultivation focus gradually shifted to divination.

In less than a month, his divination skills had broken through to the third level.

“Another third-level skill added to my repertoire.”

Li Chang’an wasn’t satisfied and continued to hone his skills.

Time flew by.

Soon, more than a year had passed.

During this time,

Li Chang’an sensed several times that someone was deducing his abilities.

These perceptions were stronger than ever before.

“Could it be a fourth-tier divination master who has made a move?”

He looked up at the sky, lost in thought.

A master with fourth-tier divination skills would be treated with utmost caution even by a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

However,

Li Chang’an did not panic.

“Fourth-tier divination skills should not be able to predict my true form.”

The hexagrams that appeared every day should be of a much higher grade than fourth-tier.

He focused on his cultivation, and his divination skills improved rapidly, already reaching the upper third tier.

On this day,

Li Chang’an temporarily stopped his cultivation.

He quietly left Changqing Mountain and headed to the Thousand Lakes Secret Realm.

This trip was not for any opportunity, but for Zi Yun’s eightieth birthday.

“I cannot sever my relationship with Zi Yun; after all, she is Zi Xi’s sister.”

A few days later,

Li Chang’an entered the Thousand Lakes Secret Realm and quickly arrived at the location of the spirit mine.

He used his fully mastered Phantom Body Transformation technique without being detected by Wei Xu, and quietly landed on the Zixia Sect’s flying boat.

“Who?”

Zi Xi, who controlled the flying boat’s formation, had a cold look in her eyes, summoned her magic weapon, and looked towards where Li Chang’an was.

Li Chang’an’s concealment technique was excellent, but it was impossible to hide the moment he entered the formation.

He immediately revealed himself and cupped his hands in greeting.

“Greetings, Holy Maiden.”

“Li Chang’an?”

Zi Xi put away her magic weapon, a barely perceptible hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

She hadn’t even noticed Li Chang’an approaching the flying boat!

The difference in their apparent strength was vast; logically, this shouldn’t have happened.

Zi Xi sized him up for a few moments and said, “Your concealment technique is quite good.”

“It’s just some minor life-saving tricks, nothing to mention. If I had the Holy Maiden’s strength, why would I need to use such methods?”

“That’s true.”

Zi Xi nodded slightly and didn’t bring up the topic again.

“What brings you here?”

“I heard that Fellow Daoist Zi Yun’s 80th birthday is approaching, so I’ve come to congratulate her.”

Li Chang’an explained his purpose.

As soon as he finished speaking,

a joyful voice rang out from outside the flying boat.

“Fellow Daoist Li, you actually came for me?”

Zi Yun smiled sweetly, her voice soft as she landed on the flying boat.

She smiled and extended her fair hands.

“Fellow Daoist Li, since this is a celebration, surely there must be a gift?”

“Of course there is.”

Li Chang’an replied with a smile, presenting the gift.

This gift was a top-grade third-tier soft armor he had custom-made for Zi Yun. It was a pale purple, exquisite and beautiful, made from extremely precious materials.

Zi Yun fell in love with it at first sight and happily put it on.

At the same time, she realized something.

“Fellow Daoist Li, your weapon-refining skills have broken through to the top-grade third tier?”

“Thanks to the assistance of the third-tier earth fire, I recently had the good fortune to break through.”

Hearing this

, the gazes of everyone on the flying boat were filled with a bit more shock.

Whether in alchemy or weapon-refining, reaching the top-grade third tier was truly a gift!

It took a while for everyone’s emotions to calm down.

…

The next day.

Zi Yun’s 80th birthday officially arrived.

She didn’t announce it publicly, so the other Golden Core forces in the Southern Region didn’t come.

Apart from Li Chang’an, all those who came to congratulate her were cultivators from the Zixia Sect.

Li Chang’an had planned to leave after the birthday banquet.

However,

the banquet was only halfway through

when the spirit mine below suddenly began to tremble, and cracks appeared on its surface.

“What’s going on?”

The celebratory atmosphere on the flying boat vanished instantly.

Everyone’s expressions turned solemn as they watched the changes in the spirit mine.

The cracks multiplied, and the tremors became increasingly violent.

Suddenly,

a deafening roar was heard.

The earth instantly collapsed, creating a crater hundreds of feet deep.

Immediately afterward,

the ground around the crater continued to collapse.

When this event ended, the spirit mine below had vanished completely, leaving only a crater tens of thousands of feet deep.

“The spirit mine collapsed?”

This sudden change was completely unexpected.

An ancient and weathered aura emanated from the crater, filled with the sense of time.

It could be seen

that within the crater, besides the remains of the spirit mine that had just fallen, there were also numerous palaces and pavilions scattered about.

“Beneath this spirit mine lies the ruins of an ancient sect!”

“No, this aura is even more ancient than the ancient times. The style of the palaces is also different from that of the nine major sects. It’s from an even more ancient era. Could it be the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty?”

“I sensed the aura of some treasures…”

The group was discussing when

the Yellow Sand Sect’s flying boat, not far away, suddenly transformed into a streak of light and rushed into the ruins.

Their intention was quite clear:

to seize the treasures!

The first to enter the ruins often obtains the most opportunities.

Zi Xi’s eyes turned cold, and she immediately controlled the flying boat, instantly leading everyone into the ruins.

“There are many treasures here. Everyone, search for them yourselves. Be careful of the traps and mechanisms, and don’t stray too far from the flying boat.”

“Yes!”

Everyone could no longer contain themselves and left the flying boat, entering the ruins below.

Wu Shuo invited Li Chang’an, “Fellow Daoist Li, how about we go treasure hunting together?”

Li Chang’an nodded, “That’s exactly what I was thinking.”

Zi Yun chuckled, “Count me in, Fellow Daoist Li, I’ll go treasure hunting with you.”

And so it was.

The three formed another team and entered the ruins below.

Li Chang’an’s goal was quite clear.

The moment he entered the ruins, he sensed the aura of a tortoise shell treasure.

“A fourth-tier tortoise shell!”

This level of tortoise shell would greatly help his divination skills.

Without hesitation, he headed straight for the source of the fourth-tier tortoise shell’s aura.

Just then,

Li Chang’an suddenly felt two unfriendly gazes fall upon him.

He frowned and turned to look.

Not far away,

Wei Xu, the Holy Son of the Yellow Sands, stood on a flying boat, staring intently at him.

Beside Wei Xu was another person, whose aura was even stronger than his.

This person spoke calmly: “Third Junior Brother, is that Li Chang’an that Master ordered you to kill? Why have you let him live until now?”

Wei Xu replied: “Senior Brother, Li Chang’an has been hiding under Zi Xi’s protection, and I really couldn’t make a move.”

“Fine, since I’m here today, I’ll help you out and block Zi Xi for you.”

“Thank you, Senior Brother!”

A look of joy appeared on Wei Xu’s face.

Immediately afterwards…

The two transformed into streaks of light, heading straight for Li Chang’an.

However, before they could even reach him, they were blocked by Zi Xi.

She summoned her magic weapon, her tone cold: “Gu Yunqi, Wei Xu, where do you two intend to go?”

“Fellow Daoist Zi Xi, please step aside!”

Gu Yunqi was Wei Xu’s senior brother. A flash of spiritual light appeared in his hand as he also summoned his magic weapon.

As the first disciple of True Monarch Huangsha, he possessed exceptional talent and strength far surpassing ordinary holy sons and daughters.

His status within the Huangsha Sect was similar to Zi Xi’s in the Zixia Sect; both were considered the strongest below the Nascent Soul stage.

“Third Junior Brother, I’ll hold off Zi Xi. You quickly kill Li Chang’an!”

With that, he attacked without hesitation.

Wei Xu planned to bypass Zi Xi and take Li Chang’an’s head as quickly as possible to end the conflict.

However,

at that moment,

a beam of spiritual light flew out from Zi Xi’s storage bag, transforming into a deep purple puppet that blocked his path.

“A near-fourth-tier puppet?”

Wei Xu’s face immediately turned grim.

With his strength, he couldn’t subdue this puppet in a short time.

He could only address the other Huangsha Sect cultivators: “Everyone, help me kill Li Chang’an. After it’s done, I will reward you handsomely!”

“Alright!”

More than a dozen Golden Core cultivators from the Huangsha Sect responded in unison.

They all knew that

killing Li Chang’an was Huangsha Zhenjun’s order.

If they could kill him, they would most likely receive a reward from Huangsha Zhenjun.

Thinking of this, these dozen or so people, filled with killing intent and greed, rushed towards Li Chang’an.

“Fellow Daoist Li, I’ll hold them off. You quickly return to the flying boat and use the flying boat’s formation to fight them!”

Zi Yun gritted her teeth, summoned her magic weapon, and planned to buy some time.

The other Golden Core True Persons from the Zixia Sect also rushed over.

The two sides quickly became embroiled in battle.

However, the Huangsha Sect cultivators outnumbered them.

Just moments later, two mid-stage Golden Core cultivators broke through the crowd’s obstruction and charged towards Li Chang’an.

“Haha, Fellow Daoist Li, don’t resist!”

“We’ll borrow your head!”

The two used their escape techniques to their fullest extent, each wanting to catch up with Li Chang’an before the other and kill him first.

Their smiles were cruel, as if they could already see Li Chang’an’s head flying through the air.

But the next instant,

their figures froze, blocked by an invisible net.

“Not good!”

Their expressions changed drastically, and they summoned their most powerful magic weapons, attempting to tear the net apart.

But no matter what they used, they couldn’t tear it apart; instead, they were trapped tighter and tighter, ultimately unable to move, becoming lambs to the slaughter.

Li Chang’an’s expression was cold, his robes fluttering, his magic power surging, and the faint roar of a dragon echoed around him.

“Wooden Dragons Soar!”

Two terrifying azure wooden dragons appeared, fierce and domineering, unstoppable, like true third-tier dragons, and slammed into the two Golden Core cultivators of the Yellow Sand Sect.

Boom!

The two screamed in agony, exploding on the spot, turning into a rain of blood that scattered across the ground.

In that instant, the entire ruins fell silent.

(End of Chapter)