That handsome middle-aged man was the patriarch of the Luo clan, one of the top ten elites in the illusionary dimension, Luo Qianqiu.
After staring at the paper for a long time, Luo Qianqiu finally kept it away and stood up. “Wang Mian, follow me to the library,” he said to the man in the yellow outfit.
Wang Mian was stunned for a moment, but he dared not ask questions and only nodded.
Luo Qianqiu leaped and flew out of the study to a two-story building.
Wang Mian followed behind him closely. Is Sir giving me the Wang clan a cultivation technique as a reward for my merit? That thought alone excited him.
The Wang clan did have plenty of cultivation techniques, but they weren’t as impressive as those in the Luo clan.
Among the top three clans in the illusionary dimension, the Xiao clan was famous for pill concocting, the Ning clan was famous for artifacts whilst the Luo clan was famous for cultivation techniques.
Luo Qianqiu moved his fingers, and the word “Luo” in ancient script appeared on the entrance with good light.
The formation on the door gleamed for a moment before the door swung inwardly.
Luo Qianqiu walked into the library and Wang Mian followed suit.
The library only had two floors, but it was around forty feet tall. Books were seen on shelves, some being leather scrolls and jade scrolls.
Wang Mian had visited this place a few times, and every time he did, he would turn green with envy.
Nonetheless, there was nothing he could do. No one dared to steal from the Luo clan, considering that they had dozens of elite.
With a wave of his hand, Luo Qianqiu summoned a leather scroll from an ordinary-looking corner.
Wang Mian couldn’t tell which year the scroll was written in and could only guess it was passed down many years ago.
Luo Qianqiu tossed the scroll to him. “Take a look at this cultivation technique.”
Wang Mian nodded and opened it curiously. Initially, he thought it was a reward, but when he read it, he realized he couldn’t be more wrong.
“T-this, h-how could it be?” he stammered as his eyes widened in shock.
“This cultivation technique is called the Nine Level Xu Cultivation. It has been passed down since fifty thousand years ago and is extremely difficult to understand. Although it is named Nine Level, in reality, it only has eight levels. The last level, Passing, only has a name without any cultivation technique. Hence, it is incomplete. Besides, the power of this cultivation technique is far inferior to the other techniques that we own. Some seniors had cultivated till the seventh level, Detachment, but they only managed to enter the Xiantian stage. The cultivation technique is too weak, so it was abandoned. I flipped through it when I was young. This technique has many parts that don't make sense, so it's easy to lose sanity. Also, the more you cultivate, the more confused you become. Even the name of the ninth level is puzzling enough.”
Wang Mian stuttered in disbelief, “T-these two techniques are identical! D-did Yang Chen gives me a fake one?!”
Luo Qianqiu pondered with an expressionless face. Then he said, “I don’t know about that. After all, this Nine Level Xu Cultivation isn’t something rare. Every clan has incomplete cultivation techniques like this, and they might just be under different names. Therefore, it’s not surprising that the cultivation techniques in the ancient martial arts clan are the same as the ones here. It’s not entirely impossible for Yang Chen to know the existence of this technique and write it out.”
“If even you can’t find out what’s special about this technique, then it must be fake! How could this be powerful enough to break through the Nine Heavenly Lightning Tribulation? Such a cunning man! He almost fooled us!” Wang Mian said through gritted teeth, embarrassed of himself for feeling proud during the day.
Luo Qianqiu married his eyes. He was confident about his talent, so he didn’t think the Nine Level Xu Cultivation technique would be the Endless Resolve Restoration Scripture. After all, elites in his clan had tried to comprehend this technique but to no avail.
At the same time, he didn’t believe that Yang Chen could be smarter than them and achieve the Tai Qing Heavenly Lightning Tribulation with this incomplete technique.
With a flick of his finger, the paper was burned with golden-redgolden red light and the Nine Level Xu Cultivation technique was returned to its original spot.
Luo Qingqiu turned to face Wang Mian. “All right. Don’t beat yourself up over it. Yang Chen is part of the Yang clan. With that old man around, we can’t do anything to him. It’s not your fault that you failed to obtain the technique. In a year, it would be a century since the ‘Sky Devil’s Eyes’ last opened. Go back and work hard on your cultivation. Urge the youngins to improve their cultivation so that they can benefit from it.”
While saying so, he summoned a book and passed it to Wang Mian.
“This Thousand Illusionary Ice Cloud may not be a profound cultivation technique, but it has impressive skills, which aid in improving combat power in a short time. Take this and give it to those who are suitable for this.”
Wang Mian nodded. He valued the opening for the “Sky Devil’s Eyes” a lot. Overjoyed, he took the booklet and thanked Luo Qianqiu profusely before flying out of the library.
Once he left, Luo Qianqiu also walked out of the library and closed the door.
At that moment, an alluring figure dressed in a blue long-sleeved dress descended from midair. Her hair was tied up, revealing her slender neck.
Her gaze was filled with amorousness as she looked at Luo Qingqiu. “Hubby, it’s already so late, and you’re still reading about cultivation techniques in the library?” This woman was his wife, Leng Qingqiu.
They both had the word “Qiu” in their name, but it wasn’t a coincidence. Their marriage was arranged at birth, and when they were born, both the Leng clan and the Luo clan used the same word for their names.
Luo Qianqiu remained expressionless. “What are you doing here?”
Leng Qingqiu’s alluring face was filled with resentment. “How could you say this to me? You’ve been cultivating in the study for more than a month, so I thought of seeing you.”
“If you’re bored, you can undergo isolation training too,” he said flatly.
“Hubby, you know I don’t like to cultivate.” She was used to his aloofness, so his attitude didn’t wipe the smile off her face. “Hang’er has been out for a few days. Do you know when he’ll be back?”
“Soon,” Luo Qianqiu responded without much thought. Losing the interest to talk to his wife, he flew back to his study.
Leng Qingqiu looked in the direction of his study with a cold gaze.
In the North Pole, the land was covered in snow.
Athen, dressed in a black dress, floater midair. As if she was standing at the tallest point of the work, she looked down at the icy land.
Behind her, an iron-masked man dressed in a black robe looked at the item in her hand fearfully.
That item was about the shape of an egg and emanated a faint yellow glow. Upon closer inspection, one would realize that it was Gaia's Heart.
However, compared to before, it had grown much bigger.
“It’s almost time,” Athena mumbled under her breath, but no one knew who it was directed to.
After saying that, Gaia’s Heart floated off her hand.
Shrouded by a yellow glow, Gaia’s Heart dropped faster and faster down the air, then pierced through the permafrost!
Soon, it fell into the ocean and continued to dig into the deep sea until it arrived at the soil at the deepest part of Earth.
When it felt the rich soil in its surroundings, Gaia’s Heart finally stopped.
Slowly, invisible strands of energy started gathering towards it.
Gaia’s Heart thumped, expanding and contracting like a human’s heart!
Meanwhile, back in the sky, the man in the black robe could no longer suppress his curiosity. “Is that it? Why isn’t anything happening yet?”
Athena sounded like an echo. “You’re not of the Gods, so of course you can’t sense it. The revival of Gaia’s Heart could no longer be curbed. This world would eventually belong to us Gods. It’s time for the ten-thousand-year-long grudge to be resolved.”