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At Tai Hua Holy Land, atop a ten-thousand-zhang tall mountain, stood a Daoist temple, surrounded by a dense network of formations that drew the splendor of sun and moon, channeling it into the temple.
Inside the temple, Lin Qinghan, the Holy Maiden of Tai Hua, was comprehending the Path. Her saintly body absorbed the qi of the sun and moon, her aura soaring unceasingly.
After a long while, she finally opened her eyes, her bright and clear pupils like tranquil waters, “I’ve finally taken half a step and become a Quasi-Emperor. Just one last half step away from becoming an Immortal Emperor.”
A middle-aged man flew to the peak on his sword.
“Father?”
“Very good, you are indeed the most talented disciple of our younger generation in Tai Hua Holy Land. Sooner or later, you can become an Immortal Emperor. This time, I have come to ask you to do something.”
“What is it?”
Lin Qinghan blinked curiously.
Her father held a high position in Tai Hua Holy Land, rarely needing to attend to matters personally.
“That lad who saved you last time on Gusang Island, killed the Great White Bull of Accumulated Thunder Mountain.”
The middle-aged man was entitled to refer to the King of Chaos as the Great White Bull because, in his presence, even the King of Chaos was a junior.
Lin Qinghan was astonished, “How is that possible? When we were on Gusang Island, he was merely at the initial strength of a Golden Immortal, while the King of Chaos was a Great Accomplishment Golden Immortal.”
“In my opinion, his talent is not inferior to yours. I deliberately calculated his Qi Destiny. Do you know what I found out?”
“What?”
“A blank slate.”
“Impossible!”
Lin Qinghan was shocked once again.
Her father had cultivated for countless years, had some understanding of the Time Law, and could calculate people’s Qi Destiny, yet he could not discern Lu Changsheng’s Qi Destiny.
“I have never seen such a situation before. This lad has a destiny that defies the heavens and an unfathomable origin. Now that the cosmic tides are changing, I plan to recruit him into our Tai Hua Holy Land to cope with the unknown variables.”
Being part of the leadership in Tai Hua Holy Land, the middle-aged man had an extremely long-term vision.
When encountering a genius, one should either eliminate or recruit them.
He chose to recruit.
Lin Qinghan had a connection with Lu Changsheng, so he specially asked his daughter to invite Lu Changsheng to join Tai Hua Holy Land.
“I understand father’s intentions. However, this person is somewhat peculiar. He possesses numerous treasures and has no interest in our Tai Hua Holy Land’s cultivation resources. The only thing he’s interested in is the Enlightenment Tea Leaves.”
Lin Qinghan smiled wryly. Three thousand years ago, she had invited Lu Changsheng to join the Holy Land, and all he said was “next time for sure.”
Tai Hua Holy Land possesses Emperor Tier cultivation techniques and countless cultivation resources. Ordinary Golden Immortals beg and plead, and yet they might not be able to join the Holy Land.
Resultingly, even when directly invited by the Tai Hua Holy Maiden, Lu Changsheng did not agree.
“He is a talent.”
The more so, the more the middle-aged man appreciated him.
This lad’s character suited his taste.
“Father, do you have a way to make him join our Tai Hua Holy Land?”
“Since he does not covet cultivation resources, we must find another approach. He killed the Great White Bull and occupied Accumulated Thunder Mountain. The backers behind the Great White Bull will not let that slide. Moreover, I know that this lad has offended many forces. You should appear at the right time, help him once, and he will consider joining our Tai Hua Holy Land.”
“Father speaks wisely.”
Lin Qinghan’s eyes lit up.
Without a backing, Mount Shu’s enemies would sooner or later come knocking after relocating to Accumulated Thunder Mountain, and Tai Hua Holy Land could offer Lu Changsheng protection.
“I will arrange for people to monitor the area around Accumulated Thunder Mountain. As soon as Mount Shu faces trouble, I will step in to help.”
Lin Qinghan was also clever, as both father and daughter schemed to woo Lu Changsheng to Tai Hua Holy Land.
This person of exceptional talent was someone even the Holy Land was eager to snatch up.
If Mount Shu chose to rely on another Holy Land, then Tai Hua Holy Land would be out of luck.
Tai Hua, Yaochi, Guanghan, numerous Ancient Holy Lands lurked in the shadows.
“Father, you said cosmic tides are changing. Does this mean there’s much more behind what happened on Gusang Island?”
“I suspect someone wants to target our Tai Hua Holy Land, and it’s not just us…”
The middle-aged man looked towards the main peak of Tai Hua Holy Land, with his hands behind his back.
The main peak of Tai Hua Holy Land, towering ninety-nine thousand nine hundred ninety zhang, had been fortified by successive Saint Lords with the Mountain Protection Array since ancient times, impregnable even to Immortal Emperors.
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Near Accumulated Thunder Mountain, a human city was now under Mount Shu’s control after the King of Chaos and his group of demons were eradicated.
A Daoist, shaking his head and swaying, entered a tavern, ordered a jar of fine wine, and drank alone, ignoring the human cultivators in the tavern.
Suddenly, he overheard the conversation of the cultivators at the next table, his eyes widening as his cup swayed in his hand.
“Ever since Daoist Changsheng killed the King of Chaos, our Heyin City has finally been freed from servitude to the Demon Race, no longer living day by day without knowing what tomorrow will bring.”
“Indeed, I’ve also heard that the sect created by Daoist Changsheng, Mount Shu, is planning a grand ceremony to recruit disciples. Many cultivators from cities previously ruled by Accumulated Thunder Mountain are heading to Mount Shu. It seems that Accumulated Thunder Mountain will soon be known as Mount Shu.”
“Once we finish this drink, let’s also head to Accumulated Thunder Mountain to join in the excitement. At the very least, we should thank Daoist Changsheng, for he is the one who has saved us.”
These human cultivators excitedly discussed the rumors about Daoist Changsheng, who had slain the ferocious Demon King. No wonder they looked up to him in admiration.
“The Daoist Changsheng you speak of, what is his first and last name?”
Suddenly, a Daoist grabbed one of the Loose Cultivators, eager for answers.
“How could we possibly know the name of such a being? Please, let me go.”