Chapter 239: A Father Knows His Son Best
Shen Hai’an was not skilled in divination himself.
However, he had always been able to see certain things since childhood.
These were generally related to events that would happen in the future.
But these were all minor matters of no consequence, and knowing them in advance did not cause any trouble.
Only one scene, which Shen Hai’an had seen from childhood to adulthood, remained unclear as to who the person in the image was.
He only knew that a man holding a sword killed another person, and there was the sound of a woman’s laughter in the background.
This prophecy had always puzzled Shen Hai’an.
He saw it, so what was the meaning?
Who was the killer, who was the victim, and what would it signify?
For so many years, he had never been able to clearly see who the people in the scene were.
Until today, he finally saw the man holding the sword.
This was enough to shock him.
The person beside him reacted faster: “Go find out who he is. I see he has a Spiritual Root, but he doesn’t seem to be an initiate.”
“Go find out about him?”
Shen Hai’an hesitated: “My mother once told me that if I ever saw the person in the vision, it would be best not to get too close.”
This kind of precognitive vision that persisted must mean the people involved were related to Heaven’s Will.
Heaven’s Will could be good or bad; some might bring about a fatal disaster.
Others could bring unimaginable benefits.
But generally, the disadvantages were more numerous.
That’s why his mother told him not to approach these people.
If one’s destiny was not strong enough, they could easily be implicated by those favored by Heaven’s Will.
The man mused: “But if you’re not curious…”
It’s unbearable.
That’s simply human nature.
It’s like knowing someone will appear in the future; would you resist finding out about them in advance?
In the end, he decided to listen to Shen Hai’an: “I remember you said you always saw two precognitive visions.”
Shen Hai’an thought for a moment and nodded: “Yes.”
Another was the blurry figure of a woman, in the scene she gave a middle finger and said something Shen Hai’an didn’t understand.
It sounded like she was cursing.
Her tone was quite indignant, and he couldn’t understand what dialect it was.
Because it was too absurd, it lacked the impact of Wuming.
“Then forget it, let’s proceed with our original plan.”
However, despite his words, the man’s fingers subtly moved.
It seemed like he was transmitting some information.
Shen Hai’an also couldn’t forget Wuming’s appearance.
Setting aside his looks, the overlapping face in the vision was enough to shock anyone.
What did this person represent in the prophecy?
Why did the Heavenly Dao let him see this prophecy?
For some reason, Shen Hai’an wouldn’t say.
Only the person beside him was trustworthy enough to confide in.
*
Meanwhile, Fu Cangshuang had already brought Wuming into the Guanhai Sect.
They found a Steward of the Guanhai Sect.
The Guanhai Sect was holding a Match these days, and Senior Brother Xue from the Falling Plum Sect was still within the Guanhai Sect.
The Guanhai Sect Steward, who was usually stern with others, gave Fu Cangshuang a rare smile: “I didn’t expect Daoist Fu to visit. Are you here to see your junior nephew?”
As he spoke, he also saw Wuming behind her.
He found it a bit strange.
The junior nephew he mentioned was Senior Brother Xue of the Falling Plum Sect.
Fu Cangshuang shook her head and politely said to the Guanhai Sect Steward: “Please trouble the Steward to inform the Second Elder.”
After speaking, she used Sound Transmission, inaudible to others, to explain Wuming’s situation.
The Steward’s expression changed drastically.
When he looked at Wuming again, his gaze was different.
“Is this true?”
Fu Cangshuang nodded: “Naturally, I wouldn’t dare to lie.”
The Steward looked at Wuming with a rare gaze, “In that case, please come with me to the Spirit Testing Stone to try.”
Wuming roughly understood.
He had to test his Spiritual Root again.
The Spirit Testing Hall of the Guanhai Sect was much larger than that of the Falling Plum Sect, and the Spirit Testing Stone was also bigger.
When Wuming placed his hand on it, a faint golden Aura appeared.
It was a genuine Gold Spiritual Root.
The Steward was even more shocked: “A Gold Spiritual Root of this age has remained undiscovered.”
This was clearly their common understanding.
Had he never been sent for a Spiritual Root test since childhood?
Or had he been tested, but someone hid it.
Regardless of the Steward’s thoughts, he also knew why the Falling Plum Sect had sent the person over.
He said, “You all wait here for a moment, I will inform the Second Elder.”
After he left, Fu Cangshuang looked back at Wuming and advised him: “If you have anything to hide, it’s best to explain it clearly. The Guanhai Sect has its ways of finding out your origin.”
Just as Wuming was about to speak, he heard the System say: “Don’t be afraid, she’s bluffing. They can’t find out something that isn’t there, and their Guanhai Sect is even more amazing than me.”
Wuming: “…”
He shook his head: “I really can’t remember where I came from.”
Seeing his insistence, Fu Cangshuang didn’t say anything more.
In just a moment, the Guanhai Sect Steward returned and directly told Wuming: “Follow me.”
He then looked at Fu Cangshuang: “Your Falling Plum Sect has worked hard on this matter. The Second Elder said that if it’s verified, the Falling Plum Sect will be granted an additional Secret Realm Quota for three years.”
Fu Cangshuang’s eyebrows slightly raised: “Then we thank the Second Elder.”
It seemed the Guanhai Sect was determined to take in this Gold Spiritual Root.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have made such a promise in advance.
Small Sects that recommended talented disciples would naturally receive rewards.
As the Guanhai Sect Steward was about to take Wuming away, despite only meeting him once, Wuming still bowed to Fu Cangshuang: “This junior thanks Daoist Fu, thanks to the Falling Plum Sect, thanks to Senior.”
Fu Cangshuang’s lips moved slightly.
If nothing else, Wuming’s etiquette was at least in place.
If a Gold Spiritual Root was discovered, its talent ceiling was immeasurable.
If he one day stood at a high position, his remembering such kindness would be a good thing for the Falling Plum Sect.
Meanwhile, Wuming was being taken into the Guanhai Sect. Song Jiulai discovered that this Gourd could increase speed if there was enough Spiritual Energy. Holding onto the idea of fleecing the Guanhai Sect, she hurried and arrived at Liuxian City ahead of schedule.
Before her feet even touched the ground at the city gate, a Guanhai Sect disciple suddenly appeared from nowhere.
Standing on a Flying Sword, he looked down at Song Jiulai and said, “Halt, where are you from?”
The System helpfully explained: “An old NPC, the one who cursed Honghuang earlier.”
Song Jiulai inwardly cursed the Guanhai Sect for guarding their territory like thieves.
With a smile that could almost be called fawning, she said, “I am Li Daqiang, a mere Rogue Cultivator, wishing to pass through your territory to reach Longshuang Great Marsh.”
The Cultivator raised an eyebrow: “Entry fee is one Mid-grade Spirit Stone.”
Damn it!
What kind of Sect is your Guanhai Sect running?
Why don’t you just go rob people?
They charged her one Mid-grade Spirit Stone for doing nothing.
Just wait, one day this Guanhai Sect will be my oyster, and I’ll send all you cultivators who charge money to Cave Demon Valley to experience what human suffering is like!
While cursing furiously in her heart, Song Jiulai, with a beaming smile, smoothly took out a Mid-grade Spirit Stone.
System: “Have you already decided where you’ll be assigned if you become a Guanhai Sect cultivator later?”
Song Jiulai: “You understand me more and more.”
System: “No one knows a child better than their parent.”
Song Jiulai: “…”
