Chen Ping's Sword

Chapter 319: Chapter 164: A Frightening Future, Boundless Shadow (Part 2)

The second reason, of course, is that she doesn’t really care.

At that time, although the Primordial Sect had already declined, and industries had become scarce, there was still no need to worry about food and clothing, and there were basically no enemies, so practicing martial arts or not made little difference to her.

Every blade of grass and tree on this Primordial Mountain, to her, were probably old friends, and now, upon the reunion, her heart surged with emotion, unable to stop for a moment.

"Well then, junior brother, if you’re tired, just rest in your room. Aunt Qian said the quilt was sun-dried a few days ago, clean and ready for sleep.

Later, I’ll ask Aunt Qian to cook some delicious dishes for you; she cooks so well, comparable to the chef at Songhe Tower in Xingqing Prefecture."

Chen Ping glanced at the neatly folded pink quilt on the bed, slightly speechless.

However, he didn’t think much of it.

At this moment, he wanted to find a quiet place to be alone for a while, not really for any kind of enlightenment.

But it was the golden opportunity in his sea of consciousness that intrigued him.

The last silver opportunity was obtained from the rebel Gu Chen, indeed the Reverse Fate and Steal Fortune technique pointed out the shortcomings of the Sword Gang Stream cultivation technique.

Moreover, he knew how to resolve those shortcomings, directly breaking through to the Grandmaster method.

Simultaneously, he understood.

Why that time it was a silver opportunity.

Guessing that rebel Gu Chen, without his intervention, could very likely make a name for himself in the future, possibly becoming a renowned expert among Grandmasters as well.

And the golden opportunity now is even more so.

According to past life experiences.

Gold, represents legend.

Perhaps, the Tang Lin’er defeated today, if he hadn’t died on Primordial Mountain, he might have become a significant figure in Northern Buddhism...

Even possibly breaking through to the Divine Martial Realm, his fame reverberating through the world.

A world-shaking impact indeed.

Of course.

These possibilities, with Chen Ping’s Godslaying Sword, have already become a dream evaporating like illusion, a barren fantasy.

But it can’t erase the fact that the opponent’s talent and Qi Number were favored by Heaven and Earth, carrying great fortune.

"Now, it’s all mine."

"Ultimately, what achievements could he have reached in the future?"

Chen Ping was immensely curious in his heart, holding this thought, silently activating the Trace Origin and Steal Fortune talent.

Everything in front of him blurred.

Chen Ping found himself weary from travel, the white clothes stained yellow, crossing thousands of steps, swiftly entering the hall, passing through chambers, arriving at the rear courtyard’s small meditation room, pushing the door open to see a gray-browed, sunken-eyed old monk sitting cross-legged beside him.

The old monk had countless age spots on his face, withered skin, weak Qi Mechanism, evidently near the end of his life.

Yet, his eyes were gentle as water, like a child, seemingly containing unparalleled wisdom.

"This is the Old Monk Shifang, and I am now attached to Tang Lin’er."

Chen Ping realized.

Just as the old monk spoke the first words: "Was the Celestial Star Order returned?"

Chen Ping’s heart trembled violently.

It’s the future.

The past has passed, the future hasn’t arrived.

This time, the scenario of Reverse Fate and Steal Fortune wasn’t of past fragmented memories but of Tang Lin’er accomplishing great deeds after passing through the Primordial Sect, then returning to the Dharma Aspect Sect to meet the master.

"Could it be that my previous methods of Reverse Fate and Steal Fortune were all wrong? Probably not; both past and future may hold opportunities.

It’s just, when activating the talent, my mind pondered what achievements Tang Lin’er might reach.

Thus, it turned into future scenery, drawn by thoughts as a guide..."

Chen Ping couldn’t help but curse under his breath, thinking if he had known, he could have selected some key figures for Reverse Fate and Steal Fortune, possibly seeing glimpses of future trends, more reliable than fortune-telling.

And he could gain the upper hand beforehand, concerning future development, it could be incredibly important.

"This talent is indeed valuable."

Chen Ping silently marveled at the prowess of Trace Origin and Steal Fortune, no longer wandering aimlessly, attentively listening to the dialogue between the master and disciple.

Only hearing his own mouth speak: "Luckily, I didn’t disappoint the mission, Master, isn’t it laughable that the Primordial Sect, known as one of the Four Daoist Sects, merely adheres to old rules, unable to adapt.

Thus leading to an extremely declining sect, with no capable fighters...

This time, even if I didn’t incite internal conflict, they actually wouldn’t have lasted. The East Wood Jiang Family plotted deeply, nearly snatching the token and the Heart Technique into Jiang Wuji’s hands."

"Although Jiang Wuji surpassed the Unity Realm decades ago, his potential has run dry, not considered formidable.

However, no matter how mediocre he is, he remains a strong player in the Unity of Heaven-Human Realm, Lin’er, though your foundation is robust, and the Method of Identifying with Brahma protects you, the realm ultimately falls short.

To seize the Celestial Star Order and the Glazed Jade Body Cultivation Technique from him and escape unscathed, it must have been challenging."

A smile appeared on the old monk’s face.

Even the dying atmosphere seemed slightly lifted.

Evidently proud of his disciple.

"Indeed, Jiang Wuji’s shame knows no bounds; he hid early in the back of the Primordial Mountains and took advantage of Muu Yunshang’s approaching lifespan to ambush, never expecting to be caught by me.

Despite this, this person was unbearably difficult, chasing through the lands of the Three Prefectures, even summoned an army to besiege, almost not breaking through, if not for the Method of Transferring Injury and Death, my bones would have been cold by now."