Vol 2 Chapter 160: Minor Divine Ranking, Remote Teaching
Martial Aunt Huang continued, “The ssage talismans from Jiushan Sect are getting fewer and fewer by the day. They’re all just saying they're safe, nothing else.”
“Maybe Senior Sister and the others are afraid they’ll be intercepted.”
Zheng Fa felt a bit frustrated as he said this.
He had morized a bellyful of books, but now didn’t know how to teach them to Senior Sister Zhang—
Those things, Martial Aunt Huang probably wouldn’t understand;
after all, she’s just a Nascent Soul cultivator.
But the enemies Jiushan Sect is facing now are at the Soul Formation stage.
It’s possible so of that knowledge could be understood by the enemy, and using ssage talismans to pass it along was too risky.
“So of the ssage talismans even say weird things, like asking us to return—I suspect soone’s impersonating Senior Brother Yuan to contact us.”
Martial Aunt Huang added with a frown.
Zheng Fa was shocked again—although ssage talismans are basic, they carry a cultivator’s divine sense and spiritual signature, making them hard to fake.
Especially impersonating his own Master, a Nascent Soul real person.
“You couldn’t tell if the talisman was fake, Martial Aunt?”
Martial Aunt Huang shook her head.
Zheng Fa’s expression darkened. That made things even worse.
“Then… is Senior Sister Zhang really still safe?”
Senior Sister Yuan finally had a mont of clarity and voiced the concern Zheng Fa had been suppressing.
If soone from the Demonic Sect or Demon Race could impersonate the Sect Master, then were the recent ‘all safe’ ssages real or fake?
Martial Aunt Huang sighed, “I’ve tried seeking help from all over recently, but no one’s willing to help us…”
That didn’t surprise Zheng Fa.
Martial Aunt Huang didn’t have many friends to begin with, and even if she had close allies, stepping in for Jiushan Sect ant going up against two Soul Formation cultivators—you’d have to know your own weight before sticking your neck out.
“No one knows how Senior Sister Zhang is doing now…”
Senior Sister Yuan said with so worry.
…
Jiushan Sect.
“Senior Brother, what are you doing?”
Seeing the busy Sect Master, Martial Uncle Pang asked.
“Can’t you see? It’s the ‘Grand Illusory Formation’! The next stage play!”
Sect Master Yuan looked up at him, then went back to adjusting the talisman in his hand.
“Is this the ti for stage plays?!”
Martial Uncle Pang muttered.
“If not now, then when I’m dead?”
“……”
“I’ve already decided. I’m going to be the lead this ti!” Sect Master Yuan said. “When I’m gone, the play will live on, and people will rember !”
“……”
“Good for you. The na Pang Qian is already etched into stage play history!”
“...Senior Brother, I’d rather live in real life,” Martial Uncle Pang finally squeezed out.
“Then you’ll have to ask Junior Niece Zhang.”
When the Sect Master heard that, he looked up at him and shook his head.
“Junior Niece Zhang…” Martial Uncle Pang sighed, “She’s looked more and more serious with each passing day…”
The Jiushan Ancestor nearby was also gazing up toward the peak of the Ninth Summit,
as if trying to see how his true body was doing.
After a while, Senior Sister Zhang slowly descended from the peak. She looked utterly exhausted, didn’t even have the spiritual power to fly, and had to walk down with her own two feet.
The Sect Master and Martial Uncle Pang exchanged a glance, shook their heads, and then asked:
“Still not working?”
“No…” Senior Sister Zhang frowned. “Actually, I’ve only just started to grasp what Junior Brother Zheng has been teaching …”
“Then why did you co back?”
Senior Sister Zhang shook her head, “Before I ca down, I was actually fifty percent sure… I wasn’t trying to perfect the True Form Talisman of Mountains and Rivers—I wanted to awaken the Ancestor. In other words, I just wanted to find a way to communicate with the Ancestor, to find an interface.”
“……”
The Sect Master and Martial Uncle Pang looked totally lost, like they had no idea what she was talking about.
“But no matter how I tried to pass on information, the Ancestor never responded…”
As she spoke, Senior Sister Zhang’s brows knitted tighter.
She talked for a while, then looked at the two clueless elders and let out a disappointed sigh, “If only Junior Brother Zheng were here…”
The Sect Master and Martial Uncle Pang exchanged a look—and oddly enough, both their eyes held… a bit of guilt.
…
Zheng Fa had just picked out the spiritual materials he needed from the Hundred Treasures Hall.
As soon as his finger left the jade tablet, the Golden Seal suddenly floated up before him.
Right after that, a gentle breeze carried all three of them through the now-opened main hall gate.
“What is this…”
It was Martial Aunt Huang’s first ti entering the main hall, and she looked tense, staring at the tombstone on the high platform.
“Don’t worry, Martial Aunt, I think it’s because my Golden Seal has upgraded.”
The three of them stared at the Golden Seal.
There was originally a statue of a god on the seal’s body, but the god had no face.
Now, that blank face suddenly took on Zheng Fa’s features.
At the sa ti, the tombstone on the high platform suddenly shone brightly.
The text on the stele glowed with golden light, slowly forming into a scroll in the air.
Then the stele itself crumbled into glowing points of light, like fireflies, which rose into the sky before gently landing in front of the three.
The starlight wrapped around the Golden Seal, gradually fusing into it and turning it into a fully jade-like appearance.
As soon as the Jade Seal appeared, a beam of golden light suddenly shot out from the god’s eyes and pierced into Zheng Fa’s forehead.
Zheng Fa didn’t have ti to dodge—he just felt a buzzing in his head, and his vision suddenly changed.
It felt like he had beco another person, walking dazedly across land, as if searching for sothing.
Later, he ca across a golden bell that looked very familiar.
After that, he used the golden bell to take control of a faction, even gaining the presence of ten thousand immortals paying homage. He beca ambitious and satisfied.
Until a great catastrophe struck the world.
He seed no longer like himself, as if controlled by sothing else—until he was killed.
The scenes were fragnted, with no sound.
It left Zheng Fa a little confused.
But at the very end, there was suddenly a segnt of text, like a ssage, that left Zheng Fa silent for a long ti before he finally sighed and said:
“So that’s how it is…”
“What do you an, that’s how it is?”
“It’s complicated. No ti to explain.”
Zheng Fa replied, then reached out and beckoned to the scroll in midair. It flew into his hand.
The scroll was blank, leaving Senior Sister Yuan and Martial Aunt Huang even more baffled.
"Zheng Fa? Can you control the Heavenly Monunt Realm now?"
Zheng Fa lightly shook his head. "I wouldn't say control… at most, I guess you could say I'm the successor of this realm's previous master."
Martial Aunt Huang frowned. "Then can disciples of Jiushan Sect take refuge in this Heavenly Monunt Realm?"
"They can." Zheng Fa nodded. "Right now, I can control the gate of the Heavenly Monunt and the Thunder Pool outside."
"Then that's good enough, isn't it?"
"It's just… I still can't move the Heavenly Monunt."
Zheng Fa let out a sigh.
Martial Aunt Huang was stunned, finally understanding why Zheng Fa didn’t look pleased.
What they had hoped for was the best-case scenario—Zheng Fa being able to move the Thunder Pool via the Heavenly Monunt, and smashing that Ancestor of the Blood River and Great Sage Qingyun to death with it.
But if he couldn’t move the monunt, they had no way of rescuing Senior Sister Zhang and the others...
"This Heavenly Monunt Realm—can actually be considered the artifact space of the Sun and Moon Bell…"
"Sun and Moon Bell?"
"Yes, Sun and Moon Bell…" Zheng Fa explained, "That's the na left by the previous master of this realm. For to control the Heavenly Monunt Realm, I essentially have to refine the Sun and Moon Bell..."
"Is it hard?"
Zheng Fa nodded. "It is. At least, it’s impossible in a short ti."
"Then… what about Jiushan Sect?"
Zheng Fa pulled out the scroll and spread it open in front of them.
"This item was called the Minor Divine Ranking by its previous owner..."
"Divine Ranking is Divine Ranking, why is there a 'Minor' in front of it?"
Zheng Fa twitched his lips. This... was probably because the previous owner had heard the sa mythology he had.
"What’s it for?"
"Apart from letting disciples enter the Heavenly Monunt Realm for refuge, this Divine Ranking can store the blood and soul essence of twenty-four people. They will beco immortals or gods within the Heavenly Monunt Realm..."
Martial Aunt Huang looked confused. "What does that an?"
"It ans those twenty-four people, even if they die in the outside world, can still exist in god form inside the Heavenly Monunt Realm..."
Zheng Fa explained.
As soon as she heard that, Martial Aunt Huang's gaze toward the Minor Divine Ranking changed. "Undying and unkillable?"
"No, far from it. If soone invades the Heavenly Monunt Realm, they’ll actually be extrely fragile."
"……"
"On the other hand, if soone’s blood and soul essence are inscribed into the Minor Divine Ranking, their life and death—can essentially be controlled by ."
Martial Aunt Huang paused for a mont, then still nodded. "Even so, this artifact is incredibly miraculous."
Zheng Fa wasn’t explaining the Minor Divine Ranking to show off. He said, "Martial Aunt, back when Senior Sister Zhang entered the Heavenly Monunt Realm, she gave a portion of her blood and soul essence…"
"You an? Write Wuyi’s na on it?"
Zheng Fa nodded.
"That’s… one way to save her."
"I just fear that Senior Sister Zhang wouldn't want to be subject to anyone’s control… once her na is on here, it can never be taken off…"
This thing being called the Minor Divine Ranking really did carry so of the original Divine Ranking's traits—
First, anyone listed was nearly undying and unkillable.
On the other hand, it was like a prison.
"With Wuyi’s kind of temperant, of course she’d rather die than be controlled by soone else. If it were anyone else, I’d definitely say no—but you…" Martial Aunt Huang looked deeply at Zheng Fa. "Do you think you're not worthy of being entrusted with her life? Or that you’d use this to threaten her?"
"Is it that you don’t trust yourself, or that you don’t trust her trust in you?"
Zheng Fa froze, then suddenly smiled. The blood and soul essence of Senior Sister Zhang flew out from his hand, and the na ‘Zhang Wuyi’ slowly appeared on the blank scroll.
“Huh?”
A phantom rose from the scroll and appeared in front of the three of them.
It was the image of Senior Sister Zhang.
"Junior Brother Zheng?"
She looked over at Martial Aunt Huang and Senior Sister Yuan beside him.
"Master? Junior Sister Yuan? What is this..."
Zheng Fa explained the function and limitations of the Minor Divine Ranking to Senior Sister Zhang.
After hearing it, she seed completely unfazed, and simply said, "Junior Brother Zheng, I actually have so questions I wanted to discuss with you."
Zheng Fa blinked—then suddenly realized this Divine Ranking could totally be used for remote learning!
"Senior Sister Zhang, I’ve got a bellyful of books I want to share with you too!"
"But first, Senior Sister, there’s so information inside the Jade Seal I want to talk to you about…"
Martial Aunt Huang blinked, muttering, "Didn’t you say it was too complicated to explain right now?"
Senior Sister Yuan, however, was more experienced: "Martial Aunt, sotis—whether sothing’s complicated or not depends on who you’re talking to."
Martial Aunt Huang: "……"
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