Taihua Divine Mountain witnessed the emergence of a seven-colored rosy cloud, the splendor of which was incomparably dazzling.
The elders and disciples of the Holy Land of Taihua were all shaken by this celestial phenomenon.
The younger elders were clueless about what had happened and started inquiring around.
Meanwhile, the Supreme Elders of the Taihua Holy Land slapped their foreheads, suddenly realizing what it was.
“The Goddess Daoxu has opened once again after three million years,” they understood.
“Elder, what is the Goddess Daoxu?”
“The ‘Goddess’ refers to the great human expert, the Mount Taihua Goddess who founded our Holy Land, and the ‘Daoxu’ is a world that evolved within her where her treasures and various precious items used during her life are located. It’s also the place where her divine body is buried.”
“What? Does that mean we might acquire the Mount Taihua Goddess’s treasures by just entering the Daoxu? Where is it located? I want to go in and try my luck,” someone said eagerly.
The Elder replied, “The Goddess Daoxu is not some place ordinary disciples can enter at will. Only the Saint Lord and a few ancestors have the authority to bring people in. Besides, after the long passage of time, most treasures from the Goddess Daoxu have already been acquired by our Holy Land. Only the final mausoleum remains. However, the mausoleum is sealed by the Mount Taihua Goddess herself, and our ancestors can’t break in. So you might as well give up on that idea. As for the location of the Goddess Daoxu, it exists within the inner part of Mount Taihua, forming a world of its own.”
“If the treasures from the Goddess Daoxu are all gone, then the Daoxu is meaningless,” someone else remarked.
“Exactly. It has been one hundred and forty million years since any treasures have emerged from the Goddess Daoxu,” the Supreme Elders lamented.
The Goddess Daoxu had gone forty-eight times in a row without yielding any treasures. The people of the Taihua Holy Land had become numb to it, assuming that all treasures must have emerged by now.
None of the current elders or disciples, who had not experienced the last occurrence, were even aware of its existence.
In the dwelling place of Lin Xuantong, Liu Yue’er said to Lin Qinghan, “Your father will take you into the Goddess Daoxu later. The Mount Taihua Goddess is an ancestor of our Lin Family. You carry her bloodline, giving you a chance to inherit the Mount Taihua Goddess’s legacy. Do not miss this opportunity.”
Lin Qinghan nodded, “Yes, I will try my best.”
Lin Xuantong then said, “Han’er, it was you who led Lu Changsheng into our Taihua Holy Land. And his arrival coincided with the opening of the Goddess Daoxu. Theoretically, there’s a certain connection between you and the Goddess Daoxu. Moreover, since the Mount Taihua Goddess is our Lin Family’s ancestor, she would surely leave something for her direct descendants.”
Lin Xuantong, accompanied by Lin Qinghan, headed for the back mountain.
At the same time, the Jiang Family Ancestor took Holy Son candidate Jiang Yu, the Patriarch Ye took another Holy Son candidate, Ye Feng, and two other ancestors accompanied two Holy Maiden candidates, all converging at the entrance to the Goddess Daoxu at the back mountain.
Although Lu Changsheng and Lin Qinghan had the most astounding talents and had become the Taihua Holy Son and Holy Maiden respectively, the other candidates also hoped to try their luck.
What if they too had a chance to inherit the legacy and treasures within the mausoleum of the Goddess Daoxu?
Lu Changsheng arrived at the back mountain, only to see the seven-colored clouds spilling out from the Daoxu space, forming a colorful auspicious cloud above Taihua Divine Mountain.
Despite the Mount Taihua Goddess having perished many years ago, the space she opened still manifested heavenly phenomena, evidence of her formidable strength back then.
“Respected ancestors, how did the Mount Taihua Goddess perish?”
Lu Changsheng thought about how the ancient human expert had led her disciples to establish the Taihua Holy Land. Such a being should have achieved immortality, yet she perished, which was quite a melancholic reflection.
So, Lu Changsheng was genuinely curious about the reason for the Mount Taihua Goddess’s demise.
The ancestors looked at each other, then displayed troubled expressions, seemingly reluctant to divulge the reason.
Seeing that the ancestors were hesitant, Lu Changsheng said, “If the respected elders are reluctant to speak of it, then I will not press for an answer.”
The Elder Ancestor of Lin Clan sighed, “In time, you will come to know.”
Jiang Yu, standing behind Lu Changsheng, couldn’t help but feel jealous of Lu Changsheng’s status.
Not only had Lu Changsheng defeated him, Jiang Yu, replacing him as the Taihua Holy Son, but Lu Changsheng had also defeated Feng Mu, securing the top position on the Qilin Ranking as an unparalleled genius, thus bringing honor to the Holy Land.
Lu Changsheng’s position in the Taihua Holy Land was now one of limitless glory, with respect and admiration from many elders and disciples. The younger generation of disciples in Taihua looked up to Lu Changsheng as their role model.
Moreover, Lu Changsheng had the exceptional privilege of entering the highest secret place of the Taihua Holy Land, the Goddess Daoxu, a treatment Jiang Yu had never received.
Jiang Yu, envious of the achievements of Lu Changsheng, was unable to do anything to him and could only clench his fists in frustration, vowing to find an opportunity to get his revenge.
Another Holy Son candidate, Ye Feng, was more mellow in his approach.
Having been defeated by Jiang Yu, Ye Feng had already given up any hopes of contending for the position of Holy Son. He found a certain pleasure in seeing Jiang Yu lose out to Lu Changsheng. Continue your adventure with My Virtual Library Empire
As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
The Holy Land of Taihua had two more Holy Maiden candidates, but under the dazzling aura of Lin Qinghan, they barely had any presence.
“The time is approaching. The Daoxu will open soon. When the first light of dawn enters the Daoxu, that will be the moment it opens,” the Elder Ancestor of the Lin Clan calculated precisely.
Every three million years, the Goddess Daoxu opened without fail, to the exact minute.
Everyone waited patiently, feeling somewhat nervous in their hearts.