Daily Divination From Market Rogue Cultivator To Immortal Venerable - Chapter 385

Chapter 385 He hoards the treasure, the strange rift reappears (Please subscribe)

Finally,

only two openings remained, still faintly lit.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the light from these two openings vanished almost simultaneously.

“Follow me!”

Without hesitation, Blood River True Monarch transformed into a streak of blood light and entered one of the openings.

Thousand Corpses, Ten Thousand Souls, and the others followed closely behind, entering the opening.

Clearly,

they judged that

through that opening, they could reach the deepest part of the earth and find the Altar of Fortune.

The group exchanged glances, finally looking at Bright Cloud True Monarch.

Bright Cloud True Monarch immediately made a decision.

“We’ll go to the other opening.”

“Alright!”

The group entered the earth together.

Not long after,

they followed the passage, venturing tens of thousands of feet deeper.

The passage was pitch black all around, made of an unknown material, incredibly hard, even unshakable by Nascent Soul cultivators.

The depths below remained profound and dark, its extent unknown.

At this moment,

Li Chang’an suddenly sensed something.

Deep underground, something seemed to possess similar characteristics to him, resonating with him from afar.

“The Altar of Fortune?”

Li Chang’an pondered.

His fortune was already quite good, but after becoming the master of the Dragon-Ox, it had increased countless times.

Now, his fortune was so strong that he was sure to find treasures wherever he went.

“Since the Altar of Fortune is related to fortune, it might attract me, but it could also be something else,”

Li Chang’an secretly speculated.

Just then,

Azure Dragon True Monarch suddenly spoke: “My ‘Azure Dragon Eyes’ sensed the existence of a treasure deep underground. Perhaps we have chosen the right path.”

Hearing this, the others perked up .

Without stopping, they continued to venture deeper into this dark land.

Not long after,

White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Purple Cloud True Monarch, among others, also sensed the existence of the treasure.

The deeper they went, the stronger the senses became.

Li Chang’an’s senses were the same.

“It seems we made the right choice. Blood River and the other demonic cultivators were just wasting their time.”

He didn’t voice his senses, but pondered silently.

After a while,

the rock walls around the passage were no longer black, gradually turning a dark red.

On these dark red rock walls, there are numerous murals.

The scenes depicted in the murals, from an unknown era, many depict human cultivators conquering other races.

Among the many human cultivators, five figures stand out prominently.

These five figures are very tall, surrounded by a hazy halo, and seem to be the leaders of the human cultivators.

“It seems that the Five Emperors Era did indeed exist.” “

These five should be the five emperors who led the human race to conquer all races.”

True Monarch Mingxia and the others spoke up.

Li Chang’an, however, was somewhat puzzled.

He asked, “Everyone, what is the Five Emperors Era?”

“Fellow Daoist Lin, do you know the history before the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty?”

“No.”

Li Chang’an shook his head.

True Monarch Mingxia immediately explained to him.

“According to some ancient records, before the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty unified the cultivation world, the entire cultivation world was not owned by the human race.”

“At that time, all races existed, and the human race was just one of them…”

she told Li Chang’an.

The “other races” they now refer to, like the human race and the demon race, were once among the myriad races.

Back then…

Humanity was still weak.

A few ancient texts describe humans as merely prey for powerful races.

Then,

five supreme beings emerged.

They led humanity to rise step by step, battling powerful races and defeating enemies from all sides, establishing humanity’s status as a powerful race.

The names and titles of those five powerful beings have long been blurred by time.

Ancient texts only record the title “Five Emperors.”

As for the era they lived in,

some texts record it as the “Era of the Five Emperors,” while others call it the “Ancient Era.”

The Great Jin Immortal Dynasty was able to unify the cultivation world precisely because generations of human ancestors overcame countless obstacles, conquering one powerful race after another, making humanity the supreme among all races.

“The ‘Altar of Fortune’ that we seek today was built in the Ancient Era.”

“It was built to gather the fortune of humanity. Although this thing is invisible and intangible, the stronger the fortune of a race, the more likely it is to produce geniuses…”

During Mingxia Zhenjun’s narration,

Li Chang’an kept observing the murals on the surrounding stone walls.

These murals, much like Mingxia Zhenjun’s description, depicted scenes of humanity conquering other races, as well as the initial enslavement and exploitation of humanity.

Gradually, Li Chang’an sensed something strange.

It was because

one of the five emperors in the murals felt familiar to him.

It was as if he had seen him somewhere before.

These five emperors lived countless years ago, in an era even older than the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty. Why did they evoke such a sense of familiarity in him?

“This is truly strange,”

Li Chang’an mused, utterly perplexed.

The one he found familiar was the first of the five emperors.

In every mural, this person’s figure appeared blurry and indistinct, his true appearance completely obscured, yet he somehow felt a sense of familiarity.

He secretly transmitted his voice to Zixia Zhenjun: “Fellow Daoist Zixia, do the contents of these murals feel familiar to you?”

“Familiar?”

Zixia Zhenjun’s eyes narrowed slightly as he scanned the numerous murals, then he shook his head slightly.

She replied telepathically, “Fellow Daoist Lin, the era depicted in the murals is likely hundreds of thousands of years removed from ours. How could you feel a sense of familiarity?”

“Indeed.”

Li Chang’an remained silent, basically confirming that only he felt this familiarity.

Zixia Zhenjun glanced at him with a questioning look, but said nothing more.

After a while

, a fork appeared

in front of them. The entire passage branched into more than ten paths ahead, and it was unclear which one would lead to the deepest altar of destiny.

Li Chang’an looked at the fourth path.

The thing that had triggered his senses was at the deepest part of this path.

Baihu Zhenjun suddenly spoke, “Everyone, the treasure in my hand points to the ninth path. What about your treasures?”

Qinglong Zhenjun nodded, “Qinglong Eyes also points to the ninth path.”

Zixia, Zhuque, and the others’ treasures also pointed to the ninth path.

Clearly,

deep within that path lay an extremely valuable treasure, very likely the altar of destiny.

They all agreed to go to the ninth path.

But Li Chang’an trusted his intuition.

He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture: “Everyone, I intend to go to the fourth branch path.”

Upon hearing this,

everyone was somewhat surprised.

True Monarch Zixia inquired, “Fellow Daoist Lin, do you possess some kind of special treasure-hunting item?”

“No.”

“Then do you have any special treasure-hunting talent or physique?”

“No.”

“Since you have neither, why not join us on the ninth branch path?”

True Monarch Zixia invited him gently.

Her meaning was clear.

If Li Chang’an chose the fourth branch path, he would likely gain nothing and return empty-handed.

To this, Li Chang’an simply stated, “I have a premonition that I should be able to obtain some decent treasures on the fourth branch path.”

“Just a premonition?”

Everyone exchanged bewildered glances.

Premonitions are baseless and generally unreliable.

After some discussion,

Li Chang’an left alone and entered the fourth branch path.

Watching his departing figure, everyone’s expressions varied.

Azure Dragon True Monarch slowly spoke, “Fellow Daoist Lin, as a rogue cultivator, should be accustomed to acting alone and unwilling to trust outsiders.”

White Tiger True Monarch added, “No need to worry about him. We cannot waste time; let’s find the Altar of Fortune as soon as possible.”

“Alright!”

Everyone moved forward, entering the ninth branch path.

Li Chang’an continued deeper into the fourth branch path, his senses growing stronger.

Suddenly,

he froze.

He saw a second familiar figure on the murals around him.

“The Eternal Evergreen Vine?”

Li Chang’an’s gaze focused intently on a mural.

This mural depicted a great battle.

A majestic evergreen vine, rooted in the earth, wielded thousands upon thousands of tendrils, battling countless powerful alien beings.

“So many tendrils, what grade of evergreen vine could it be?”

Li Chang’an was secretly astonished.

On Evergreen Mountain, he had spent countless treasures cultivating the Eternal Evergreen Vine, yet it only had a little over a hundred tendrils.

The evergreen vine in the mural was clearly much stronger than his tendrils.

In fact,

Li Chang’an felt…

This evergreen vine is stronger than the one from the Ancient Wood Sect.

Although there’s no actual comparison, he had this feeling nonetheless.

In the scene,

many vines pierced through the bodies of the alien powerhouses.

Those bodies, hanging on the vines, appeared withered and shriveled, as if all their power had been devoured by the evergreen vine.

“The evergreen vine can indeed devour the power contained within flesh and blood; this kind of battlefield should be more suitable for its growth.”

After a moment’s thought, Li Chang’an continued deeper.

Not long after,

he stopped again.

This time, he saw a third familiar figure.

“Nine-Leaf Sword Orchid!”

On a mural to his left, there was an orchid with nine leaves, almost identical to the Nine-Leaf Sword Orchid he had taken from the Mu family.

This Nine-Leaf Sword Orchid was also fighting an enemy.

Opposite it

were nine powerful figures shrouded in a hazy aura.

“If properly cultivated, the Nine-Leaf Sword Orchid is equivalent to nine peerless swordsmen.”

Li Chang’an shifted his gaze, no longer pausing, transforming into a phantom and continuously approaching the sensed location.

Along the

way, he saw more than ten different powerful spiritual plants, all likely celestial roots.

With Li Chang’an’s current knowledge, he could only recognize a few; he wasn’t very clear about the others.

However, he memorized the appearance of all the celestial roots.

He could use their features to find these celestial roots in the future.

Before long,

Li Chang’an reached the deepest part of the passage.

Before him lay a vast underground space.

“Is that the Altar of Fortune?”

Li Chang’an’s eyes deepened as he gazed at the center of this space.

There stood a 999-zhang-tall altar, its entire body radiating five colors.

This was the object that had triggered Li Chang’an’s connection.

Around the altar lay numerous decaying corpses, each exuding an exceptionally strong aura of age.

“It seems a great battle took place here.”

Li Chang’an surveyed the entire area.

Scattered around the corpses were many treasures used in the battle.

He remained vigilant, not directly taking the treasures, but instead releasing a puppet and controlling it to approach one of the corpses.

“Thank you for the treasure, Senior.”

Li Chang’an bowed to the corpse, then reached out and touched the storage bag on its body.

He removed the restrictions on the storage bag and opened it.

The treasures inside were few,

and most were materials from the corpses of other races,

such as scales, feathers, claws, and bones, some reaching the fourth rank, suitable for weapon forging.

“Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened.”

Next,

Li Chang’an manipulated dozens of puppets, continuously collecting scattered treasures and storage bags.

Before long, only a pile of rotting corpses remained.

He opened numerous storage bags, quickly examining the treasures inside, and soon discovered his purpose.

“Thousand Poison Marrow!”

Li Chang’an thought, and took it out.

This item felt icy cold to the touch, its entire body a dark green, resembling a crystal, with a viscous, dark green liquid slowly flowing inside.

The Myriad Poison Gu immediately emerged from his sleeve.

Its face was full of excitement, its eyes shining, as if it had seen a peerless beautiful insect, and it pounced on it.

“Master, with this, I will definitely be able to break through the cocoon and become a fourth-tier insect lord!”

“Calm down, maintain your composure.”

Li Chang’an smiled, letting the Myriad Poison Gu slowly devour it.

This trip was quite fruitful.

Besides the Thousand Poison Marrow, there were many other treasures of considerable value.

Some of these things, Li Chang’an had only seen in ancient books before, and today he saw them in person.

A moment later…

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a small jade bottle materialized.

“Disruptive Gu Powder. The method for refining this has long been lost. I never imagined I’d be fortunate enough to obtain a bottle.”

According to ancient records, this treasure, called “Disruptive Gu Powder,” is specifically designed to counter Gu worms.

Just a small amount of Disruptive Gu Powder can throw Gu worms into chaos, temporarily rendering them ineffective.

Even fourth-tier Gu worms can’t withstand it. As

soon as Li Chang’an broke the seal on the small jade bottle, the Myriad Poison Gu in his sleeve felt uncomfortable.

“This is good. If someone tries to use Gu on me in the future, I can use this to break it. However, it seems there are no fourth-tier Gu Masters in the cultivation world…”

Li Chang’an thought for a moment, then tossed the item into his storage bag.

Better safe than sorry!

He focused his mind, no longer examining other treasures, but instead concentrating on the five-colored altar.

“This altar should be the Altar of Fortune. I wonder if I can take it away.”

Li Chang’an manipulated the puppet, attempting to take away the altar, but it remained unmoved.

The entire altar seemed to be connected to the earth.

Even using Nascent Soul power couldn’t shake it in the slightest.

Then,

Li Chang’an had his puppet walk to the highest point of the altar to carefully sense it, but he felt nothing special.

The only reason this altar could evoke his connection seemed to be due to his abundant luck.

He tried to refine it with his own power, but failed again.

This object didn’t react to power, nor to divine sense.

It was simply impossible to refine!

“Forget it, I’ve gained enough today, I can’t be greedy anymore.”

“Since I can’t take this, most others probably can’t either.”

“This object should be of a very high grade, similar to the Immortal Suppressing Stele. Even Nascent Soul True Monarchs can’t use it; we can only wait until we reach the Deity Transformation stage…”

Li Chang’an thought of the Immortal Suppressing Stele in the corner of his storage bag.

Even with Nascent Soul power, he still couldn’t refine it.

Just then,

he suddenly sensed more than ten Nascent Soul auras.

There were righteous Nascent Soul True Monarchs like Mingxia True Monarch, and demonic Nascent Soul True Monarchs like Xuehe True Monarch.

Their auras fluctuated wildly, clearly indicating a magical battle, and they were getting closer and closer to this place.

“The fact that demonic cultivators were able to find us suggests that the passage they entered is connected to this one.”

Li Chang’an unleashed a burst of magical power, pulverizing all the corpses and erasing all traces and auras.

Having done this,

he retreated to a distance, his gaze fixed on the exit of the passage.

A moment later, more than ten figures appeared simultaneously.

“The Altar of Fortune!”

“It really is here!”

Upon seeing the five-colored altar at the very center, they all used their escape techniques, rushing towards its location.

“Rise!”

Blood River True Monarch coldly shouted. His

crimson Nascent Soul power transformed into a giant hand, tightly gripping the five-colored altar, attempting to pull it up.

However,

the entire altar remained unmoved.

Bright Cloud True Monarch intervened, shattering the crimson hand and attempting to take the five-colored altar, but she too failed.

Next, Nascent Soul True Monarchs from both the righteous and demonic paths tried in succession, but none could shake the five-colored altar.

They stood on either side, helpless against the altar, and could only stare blankly.

Both sides noticed Li Chang’an’s presence.

True Monarch Mingxia sighed, “Fellow Daoist Lin, your earlier premonition was correct. The fourth branch was the right one; we all took the wrong path.”

Zixia and the others had complex expressions.

Each of them carried high-level treasure-hunting items and used various methods, yet they still couldn’t match Li Chang’an’s premonition. No wonder Li Chang’an, a rogue cultivator, could form a Nascent Soul.

If they had trusted Li Chang’an, they wouldn’t have only arrived now.

Li Chang’an asked, “Fellow Daoist Mingxia, what lies at the end of the other branch?”

“A battlefield,”

True Monarch Mingxia truthfully replied.

The battlefield was littered with corpses, and scattered among them were treasures and storage bags.

At the same time they arrived, True Monarch Blood River and the other demonic cultivators also arrived in that area.

The two sides immediately engaged in a fierce battle, vying for the treasures.

However,

no one expected that

before they could even seize the treasures, a rift suddenly appeared in the very center of that space.

From within the rift,

an astonishing suction force emanated.

All the corpses, storage bags, and scattered treasures were instantly sucked in and vanished.

Before anyone could react, the rift closed.

After that,

they searched everywhere for a long time but found no trace of the treasures.

“A rift?”

Li Chang’an pondered.

He couldn’t help but think back

to that time when a palace of the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty appeared in the Thousand Lakes Secret Realm.

Li Chang’an obtained his Rift Talisman there.

Not long after he acquired the treasures, a rift appeared in the palace.

That rift swallowed all the treasures, leaving none behind.

“That rift is similar to the rift that Mingxia and the others saw. Could it be man-made?”

Li Chang’an vaguely felt that this was not a coincidence.

It seemed that a special power was hidden in the shadows, constantly collecting treasures from all over the world.

“Forget it, I shouldn’t think too much about it. This matter is temporarily irrelevant to me. Anyway, I’ve obtained quite a few treasures.”

In retrospect

, Li Chang’an was the only winner of this trip to the Divine Altar of Fortune.

He reaped a rich harvest, while the others came for nothing.

True Monarch Mingxia inquired, “Fellow Daoist Lin, you were the first to arrive. Did you discover any special treasures that could control this Altar of Fortune?”

“No,”

Li Chang’an naturally wouldn’t tell the truth, indicating he hadn’t obtained anything.

At this moment, the gazes of both righteous and demonic cultivators fell upon him.

True Monarch Wanhun narrowed his eyes, a fierce light flashing within them, his Soul-Bearing Banner fluttering in his hand, subtly locking onto Li Chang’an’s aura.

“Fellow Daoist Lin, do you truly not have obtained anything?”

(End of Chapter)