Chapter 238: Prophecy
Wuming hadn’t expected that because of his Metal Spirit Root...
...he could still end up joining the Sea View Sect in such a roundabout way.
But whether the Sea View Sect would actually accept him was another matter entirely.
Just then, the system suddenly spoke: "They will."
Wuming: "So certain?"
The system: "Because your background is clean. As long as you don’t have any unwanted curses on you, no Sect would refuse a Metal Spirit Root."
The potential of a disciple with a Metal Spirit Root was immense. Even if Wuming was a bit older, no Sect would pass up an additional fighting force.
Besides, Wuming was also handsome.
The backgrounds of players were all clean.
Cultivators always had ways of seeing things others couldn’t; after all, Shuitan had been accepted despite his unknown origins.
Fang Shuiguan had just gotten back from Liu Xian City, and now he had to return.
This time, however, he wasn’t going alone.
He went to request the help of his master.
Fang Shuiguan’s master was an elder of the Luomei Sect, already at the Golden Core Early Stage.
Upon hearing Fang Shuiguan’s request, his master, Fu Cangshuang, was slightly surprised. "You picked someone up from the side of the road, and he happens to have a Metal Spirit Root?"
Fang Shuiguan gave a wry smile. "I saw him struggling against a demon beast on his own, yet his skills were excellent. I had a moment of weakness..."
Fu Cangshuang wasn’t surprised. "You always were a good-natured person."
This disciple of hers was good in every way, except he was too soft-hearted.
He was on friendly terms with everyone in the Sect, from the highest to the lowest, even the Outer Disciples.
Then again, the general atmosphere in the Luomei Sect was quite good.
Fu Cangshuang said, "It seems I’ll have to be the one to take him to the Sea View Sect."
If there were any issues, it would be the Sea View Sect’s responsibility to investigate.
And when Fu Cangshuang finally saw Wuming, she understood why her disciple had been so soft-hearted.
’No wonder, with a face like that.’
If he hadn’t been brought back by her disciple...
If another Cultivator had found him—especially one with malicious intent...
...his fate would likely have been grim.
Fu Cangshuang observed Wuming carefully but couldn’t find anything wrong with him for the time being.
Moreover, Wuming’s eyes were calm yet resolute, and he radiated an indescribable air of righteousness.
It made it difficult to harbor any ill will toward him.
Fu Cangshuang’s attitude remained rather detached. Looking at Wuming, she said, "Come with me."
With a wave of her hand, Wuming felt a gust of wind and found himself seated inside a large, ornate barge.
The barge had intricately carved beams and painted rafters, was predominantly colored a vibrant red, and was quite large, even containing separate rooms.
’This Flying Magical Treasure is both stylish and practical.’
Once the barge began to move, its speed was simply incomparable to that of an ordinary Magic Treasure.
An ordinary Cultivator would need a full day to reach Liu Xian City; for those farther away, it could take two or three.
But on Fu Cangshuang’s Flying Magical Treasure, the journey took only the time it takes to drink a few cups of tea.
’As expected, once you reach the Golden Core Early Stage, your Realm and speed are in a different league from the Foundation Establishment Stage.’
Upon arriving at Liu Xian City, Fu Cangshuang put away her Flying Magical Treasure and landed. Unlike others, she didn’t have to undergo an inspection to enter the city.
She led Wuming into the city, but his face was just too conspicuous.
As they walked, nearly everyone they passed couldn’t help but stop and stare at him.
Even Cultivators, who were accustomed to all sorts of beauty and could even alter their own faces to be exceptionally attractive, had rarely encountered someone so handsome.
Honghuang and An Xiu, who happened to be passing by, saw him too.
The three of them were like they had a telepathic link.
A single glance was all it took for them to confirm one another’s identities.
Wuming merely gave Honghuang and An Xiu a faint glance before walking off with Fu Cangshuang, leaving Honghuang to stare in shock.
Honghuang immediately blurted out, "HOLY SHIT! A new player? How the hell did he design that face? He’s devilishly handsome!"
’Is he tired of living?’
An Xiu also hadn’t expected someone could create such a handsome face. He was, for once, a little impressed. "So the players who came in later have realized the importance of living off one’s looks."
’To dare appear in Sea View Sect’s territory, only to be brought in by someone... Could it be that this player chose the Sea View Sect from the start?’
’Not only is he bold, but he also gambled on his face and won.’
Honghuang was shamefully jealous. "Why would a man make his face that good-looking? For us men, all we need is overwhelming combat power."
An Xiu watched him leave. "The Sea View Sect wouldn’t necessarily accept an ordinary disciple just for a pretty face."
Honghuang froze. "What do you mean?"
An Xiu speculated, "His talent is probably higher than ours."
Honghuang grew even more jealous. "Impossible! He just started the game, how would he know his talent is high? It’s just dumb luck! I’ve always looked down on players like him who just get by on their looks. He should have started with an ugly face and suffered through fighting demon beasts with us. That’s how you contribute to society!"
An Xiu tutted. "A jealous man is a scary thing."
Honghuang shot back, "Oh yeah? And you’re not jealous?"
An Xiu: "I’m not."
For a rare moment, Honghuang’s intellect seized the high ground. "Then you’re not a man."
An Xiu: "..."
It wasn’t just An Xiu; all the Cultivators they passed on the road saw Wuming.
This included Shen Hai’an, who was lingering in Liu Xian City.
However, the moment he noticed Wuming, his reaction wasn’t one of shock at the man’s face like everyone else.
Instead, in that instant, a vision flashed before his eyes.
It was like a painted scroll unfolding.
In the vision, a woman’s laughter, like silver bells, rang out, filled with mockery and amusement.
Her voice was heard, but she remained unseen.
Another figure stood between heaven and earth, a sword in one hand.
Blood dripped from the sword. Before him lay a fallen corpse, its face blurred and unrecognizable.
Thunderclouds churned in the sky. Lightning split the dark clouds, and the stark white flashes illuminated his stunning yet cold features.
In that moment, the man’s face in the vision overlapped with the face of the Wuming before him.
Shen Hai’an’s pupils contracted.
Wuming seemed to sense something and turned his head, his gaze falling upon Shen Hai’an.
Normally, when faced with a high-ranking Cultivator, people would lower their heads, not daring to look directly. It was standard practice.
Wuming merely gave a passing glance before turning away, indifferently following Fu Cangshuang as they walked past.
The man beside Shen Hai’an noticed his daze.
He immediately asked, "What’s wrong?"
Shen Hai’an muttered, "I saw him. I finally saw his face."
"What?" The man frowned. "Are you talking about that premonition you’ve been seeing?"
Shen Hai’an nodded and pointed a finger at Wuming. "That’s him."
The man’s gaze shot in that direction.
A thoughtful look filled his eyes.
Few people knew that Shen Hai’an was a rather special existence within the Blood Prison Sect.
He had ties to the Yinxiao Sect. The people of the Yinxiao Sect were skilled at divining Heavenly Destiny, and there were always some Cultivators who were uniquely favored by the Heavenly Dao, allowing them to know of events before they occurred.
A powerful Cultivator could also use their own cultivation to deduce a person’s past and present lives.
But the cost was immense.
If the subject of the divination was a person with an extraordinary destiny, the diviner would suffer a major backlash, and in severe cases, could even lose their life.
Even a Great Power at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage would not dare to casually try and divine Heavenly Destiny.
It was rumored that Master You Shan Liu of the Tianyang Sect had perished because of a single prophecy.
And that prophecy was related to visitors from another world.