novelraw Chapter 232 : “With a Human Body, Carry Out the Mandate of Heaven!”
Chapter 232 : “With a Human Body, Carry Out the Mandate of Heaven!”
Chapter 232: “With a Human Body, Carry Out the Mandate of Heaven!”
Chu Huaixu couldn’t temporarily heal Zhong Ming, but from thousands of miles away, it seemed he had driven someone else insane.
Ming Xuanji’s expression gradually contorted, his earlier composure nowhere to be seen.
His lifespan was already nearing its end.
Spending three years of his life to perform a Curse-Killing Technique on Chu Huaixu was his attempt to restore order from chaos.
Just as Cheng Yuyan had said, his remaining life wasn’t enough for him to witness that so-called destined “Endgame”!
But Ming Xuanji didn’t care.
He believed in the results of his own divinations.
Moreover, he believed in the calculations made by the Dao Ancestor a thousand years ago!
“This old man may not be completely correct, and the Dao Ancestor, having passed a millennium ago, should not be blindly trusted either.”
“—But if you add me and the Dao Ancestor together, then it must be correct!”
“What he divined, and what I divined—if they align, then with our dual certification, how could there be any mistake!”
“—‘Authority’!”
A path to salvation had already been laid out before them.
“Why won’t you all walk it!”
“This old man, as the National Preceptor of the Moon Country, this is my destiny, my duty that must be fulfilled!”
“What are just a few years of lifespan—when it’s time to sacrifice, one must sacrifice!”
At times, Ming Xuanji even wondered through divination, “Perhaps… I’ve long been part of a sequence calculated by the Dao Ancestor a thousand years ago.”
“The Dao Ancestor had already foreseen me.”
“He also foresaw what I would do.”
“If nothing goes wrong, then even a millennium ago, I was already part of the game!”
Every time he thought of this, his heart surged like a towering wave, feeling brimming with passion, as if he and the Dao Ancestor were kindred spirits drawn to one another!
“For my Moon Country, for the countless lives under Heaven, this task of restoring order must be done!”
“But why has such a situation occurred?”
“The birth date and eight characters of Huo Dingyi stored within the Organization cannot be wrong!”
“I’ve divined it myself—those characters are correct!”
“Then why is it like this!”
“Why!!!” Ming Xuanji was like a man possessed.
But in truth, did the so-called Huo Dingyi even still exist in this world?
If Huo Dingyi had long been reduced to ashes, then who exactly was your Curse-Killing Technique meant to kill?
Everything was just as Chu Huaixu had declared to the Heir of Prince Rui that day—
“I am not the Moon Country’s Huo Dingyi, I am the Dao Gate’s Chu Huaixu.”
Cheng Yuyan looked at the old man and couldn’t help but say, “Elder Ming, why don’t you first meditate to calm your breath and take some pills to heal your injuries?”
He saw that blood had begun to drip from the corners of Ming Xuanji’s empty eyes.
“What’s the point of pushing yourself like this?” Cheng Yuyan thought.
This Ninth Realm major cultivator, who always considered himself a scholar, actually never liked those skilled in divination.
Because they always felt like they were… enacting Heaven’s will!
As if they were bearing the mandate of Heaven itself!
“Unaware that human power has its limits.”
“Heaven is Heaven, and man is man.”
Though Cheng Yuyan had refined a strand of Origin Power, he still thought this way.
To be precise, it was because he had refined a strand of Heavenly Dao Origin Power that he came to truly understand just how terrifying the Heavenly Dao was!
To use a human body to carry out the mandate of Heaven?
“Is this not, in itself, a form of blasphemy!” Cheng Yuyan loudly declared in his heart.
In the small courtyard of the Gentleman Temple—
The discomfort within Chu Huaixu had already been completely eliminated.
But in his heart, he remained alert.
Jiang Zhi frowned, pondering for a long while before giving a possibility.
“That strange method just now… very much resembled one person.”
“And the possibility of that person targeting you is very high.”
“I just don’t know why it happened at this particular moment—and how he could strike at you from thousands of miles away,” Jiang Zhi said.
“Little Martial Uncle Ancestor, who exactly is this person you’re referring to?” Chu Huaixu asked.
“In the Moon Country, there are two National Preceptors, one male and one female. This man is called Ming Xuanji, the elder National Preceptor of the Moon Country.”
“In addition, he is also the master of that little girl you planted the Soul Seed in.”
“He’s a master of divination and always believes he’s carrying out the will of Heaven.”
“You’re a variable—even outside the bounds of the Dao Ancestor’s prophecy.”
“Perhaps, in his eyes, it’s the same.”
“Though we can’t be entirely certain he was the one behind what just happened…”
“…Still, if you ever encounter him in the future, you must be extremely cautious,” Jiang Zhi said.
Hearing this, Chu Huaixu nodded seriously.
Then, he asked solemnly, “Then Little Martial Uncle Ancestor… can you just go ahead and kill him for me?”
Jiang Zhi: “???”
Why did that come out of nowhere?
“Little Martial Uncle Ancestor, just think—if that old scoundrel had ruined our big plan!” Chu Huaixu continued.
If it truly was this Ming Xuanji, Chu Huaixu did want him dead!
That sensation just now had been terrible.
If someone could really strike him from thousands of miles away…
—“If he doesn’t die, I won’t sleep in peace!”
Of course, he was only speaking casually.
After all, the other party was the National Preceptor of the Moon Country. Killing him would involve far too many consequences.
But Jiang Zhi was precisely a peerless killing machine. After glancing at their slumbering Fifth Senior Brother, he really began to ponder the feasibility.
“If it’s within the Moon Country, he’s hard to kill,” Jiang Zhi said.
“As National Preceptor, he’s already fused with the country’s fate.”
“If he’s in the imperial capital, it’ll be even harder.”
“Though he’s only at the Eighth Realm, if the battle takes place in the capital, even I fear I wouldn’t be able to harm him in the slightest.”
Chu Huaixu nodded at that.
Still, a shadow lingered in his heart.
This was the first time since transmigrating that he had felt like this—
Deeply unsettled.
“But clearly, in Borrowed Sword, he was a righteous figure in the story—as Lin Zixuan’s master and the National Preceptor of the Moon Country,”
Chu Huaixu felt somewhat confused.
At this moment, Jiang Zhi gave one last glance to their Fifth Senior Brother and said, “Forget it, let’s go back for today and let Fifth Senior Brother sleep well.”
“Chu Huaixu, if you have time in the future, you can come here more often and try a few more times.” He instructed.
“Yes, disciple understands.” Chu Huaixu agreed.
Naturally, he didn’t mind helping save Zhong Ming.
If he could really pull it off, then he’d have another Ninth Realm powerhouse at his back!
After Chu Huaixu and Jiang Zhi exited the house, Xiang Yan and the others immediately swarmed over.
“How is he?” they asked.
“He’s asleep—much more peacefully than usual.” Jiang Zhi replied with a smile.
“That’s great! That’s great!” The atmosphere instantly became lively.
No one had expected Chu Huaixu to cure the maddened Zhong Ming immediately. Any effect at all was enough—it gave them hope, and that was already precious.
Never underestimate those two words—hope.
Many people survive solely because of them.
Having hope in life was one of life’s greatest blessings.
In addition, Jiang Zhi also mentioned Chu Huaixu’s brief moment of abnormality.
After some discussion and a spiritual sense inspection, Xiang Yan and the others also concluded that Ming Xuanji was highly suspicious.
After all, he was known for such strange techniques.
Moreover, a faint trace of deathly aura still lingered inside Chu Huaixu’s body.
That only made Ming Xuanji more suspicious, being an expert in such arts.
After a few more words, Chu Huaixu suddenly remembered something.
“Sect Master, Little Martial Uncle Ancestor, Elders—”
“Disciple has a request,” he said.
“What is it?” Xiang Yan asked gently.
“I would like to take some items from Ye Kongxuan’s storage pouch—to gain deeper understanding of the cultivators from Kunlun Grotto-Heaven,” he said.
“What aspects do you want to understand?” Nangong Yue asked.
These items were currently being safeguarded by her and the Second Elder.
Although the cultivation systems of the two worlds were different, there was still mutual benefit in studying each other’s artifact refining and pill refining.
As for techniques and cultivation methods, there wasn’t much to be learned. After all, one side relied on Spirit Embryos and the other on Spirit Roots—neither possessed the foundational cultivation conditions of the other.
However, Chu Huaixu said, “Disciple wants to understand the cultivation methods and techniques of Kunlun Grotto-Heaven.”
Everyone exchanged glances.
But after all, this was his war trophy. Everyone else was just borrowing it, so they didn’t have much to say.
Xiang Yan and the others only reminded him, “Just read them. Don’t try them.”
“Even the techniques.”
“Because so far, everyone who has tried has gone into Qi Deviation!”