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Chapter 773 - 58: Universal Auspice! (Part 1)



Chapter 773 - 58: Universal Auspice! (Part 1)

The kind mother seemed to have guessed something, her excitement growing into a trembling shiver. Her eyes appeared dazed as she murmured: "Is Your Majesty preparing to unify the world?"

Duncan shook his head again, remaining silent.

After a moment, he spoke again: "Do you know where the Mo Family's heritage, hidden within the six branches of the Demonic Sect, lies?"

"I heard they possess Pre-Qin Secret Techniques?"

"Can they also create Mechanical Men?"

The kind mother's brows furrowed upon hearing this, she bit her lip, seemingly in contemplation. After a moment of thought, she said: "Indeed, that is said."

"However, the Mo Family heritage remains hidden from the world."

"The Bright Sect, they often have encounters with the six branches of the Demonic Sect. If Your Majesty wishes to find them, I will immediately send someone to inquire about the news."

Duncan nodded.

For him, the Mo Family is of great use. To make sure everyone in the world is fed, the Mo Family's efforts are necessary.

They can create Mechanical Men, yet these fools still remain hidden.

They need to be dealt with!

The kind mother let out a long sigh, her entire body like a sifting flour, her expression pitying as she said: "Among the Five Mingzi, Miaoshui and Miaohuo are both maidens. Shall I summon them for Your Majesty's pleasure?"

Duncan faintly shook his head, inserting a flow of True Yuan into the kind mother's body, employing the method of yin and yang interaction, taking and giving.

He seemed somewhat uninterested as he said: "Some other day."

"You may withdraw."

The kind mother's plump figure staggered slowly as she retreated. The Flame Maid and Water Maid waiting outside, their expressions inexplicable, hurried forward to support the kind mother.

"I am alright."

The kind mother pushed the two away, her expression stern, speaking coldly: "What happened today is a top secret within the sect, and it must not be spread outside."

Miaoshui and Miaohuo respectfully agreed.

After the group of the kind mother left, he delved into the mental state inspired by the vacuum mystery, reading the "Wisdom Sutra of the Source of All Methods" in his hands, the mental secret technique within could manipulate others' spirits. If all Demonic Sect methods were used, in an instant, millions could be controlled.

However, cannon fodder, no matter how much, remains cannon fodder. The people of the world have suffered enough; there is no need to send civilians to their deaths.

Moved by inspiration, Duncan took up his pen to write a line:

—— The year of Jiazi, universal peace!

.........

At the highest peak of Mount Taihua, grounding the earth and holding up the sky.

The three peaks carved like jade, resembling a green lotus hanging upside down in the clouds; the Five Sacred Mountains open the gate, like a giant spirit splitting the mountain left and right. The Eastern Peak embraces the sun, breaking dawn; the Western Peak holds the dewdrop, casting a rainbow. The Southern Peak catches the falling geese, aligning stars and constellations; the Northern Peak has a cloud platform, clenching the throat of Qin and Jin. The Middle Peak hosts a jade maiden, raising green mist and containing smoke, five colors adorably displayed, as if the imperial palace has been moved here.

Huashan.

Amidst towering mountains, a laid-back Daoist of celestial demeanor was observing the stars at night. With his long beard flowing, lying on a bluestone as if it's a couch, this man's brows were tightly knit, his eyes deep, as if awakening from a great dream, having slept for seven days and nights, upon opening his eyes, he saw celestial phenomena acting strangely, everything wrapped in chaos.

"The Later Zhou has fallen, Zhao Kuangyin took the throne in a yellow robe, replaced it."

"Why is the celestial phenomenon still chaotic?"

This Daoist was invited into the palace a few years ago by Later Zhou's Emperor Chai Rong, to inquire about the spell to transform gold and silver. Later, he resigned and returned to seclusion at Huashan, sleeping for several days and months.

Chen Tuan the Elder, titled Fuyaozi, later referred to as Mr. Xiyi.

In folklore, he once won Huashan from Zhao Kuangyin, this man is also in the realm of immortality in the world, having some acquaintance with Daoist Lv.

Wrong.

Zhao Kuangyin taking the throne should mark the beginning of peace, why is the celestial mechanism growing more chaotic now?

Chen Tuan rose and cast a divination.

Great fortune.

This is incorrect too; the rise of Zhao and Song lost the mandate, it should not be a hexagram of great fortune.

As if not believing in evil, he cast another divination.

Still great fortune.

Could the celestial mechanism have a mistake? Has the technique of divination lost its use entirely?

His cultivation was fully engaged, his silhouette almost lifted off the ground, employing the merging of the three flowers at the top, the Five Qi Chaoyuan, directly entering the state of unity with heaven and man.

Hexagram rises!

Still great fortune.

And it's the best hexagram of great fortune, the hexagram of Modesty (Earth and Mountain Modesty), previous hexagrams have 'Flying Dragon in Heaven', 'Heaven and Earth Interacting', almost all the best hexagrams of great fortune are about to appear.

How is this possible?

Although not proficient in divination, lacking thorough study in the Da Yan number, Chen Tuan has never in his life obtained so many great fortune hexagrams in one breath.

Unity of Heaven and Man!

After all, for such a master of the worldly immortality realm, Elder Chen Tuan connected six hexagrams, all showing 'Great Fortune'.

The iron face changed color as he murmured, "Could I have gone hijacked by a demon?"

"Where do all these great fortune hexagrams come from?"

Still unconvinced, he casually tossed, another great fortune, Flying Dragon in Heaven.

False.

All false.

This Poor Daoist must not have awakened completely, oversleeping directly hoisted into a feverish nightmare illusion.

How can every hexagram be great fortune?

It's not that the Poor Daoist is crazy.

It's this world gone mad.

Chen Tuan's beard and hair danced wildly, his cultivation awe-inspiring, this worldly immortal far superior to the ordinary, his silhouette soared, his spirit detached, forging deeper communication with heaven and earth. Ultimately, as if sensing something, his expression turned into shock beyond compare, eyes widened, murmuring:

"The year of Jiazi, universal peace?"

Jiazi year.

If calculated, it's the year 964 AD, his divination concerned the future trend of the world, and no matter how it's calculated, the celestial destiny always leads to a 'Great Fortune' sign.

An ordinary person, casting casually, wouldn't find much.

Yet Chen Tuan's cultivation is too high.

This worldly immortal sage can glimpse a little of the celestial change, the higher his cultivation, the more insight he gains, and no matter how it's calculated, it's always 'Great Fortune'!

Chen Tuan's silhouette sank gently.

The face was full of disbelief, as if having thought of something, murmuring: "Heaven has died, Yellow Heaven shall rise."

"The year of Jiazi, universal peace!"

"Who?"

"Who is it?"

"Who in the present has mastered the celestial balance technique of the Great Virtuous Master?"

Impossible.

Even if Zhang Jiao exists, he couldn't alter the celestial mechanism, this great fortune hexagram, has already driven him somewhat mad.

Great fortune and benefit!

Benefitting the world!

What a shocking hexagram, could it be there is a Saint born now?

Is the Yellow River clear?

In this instant, Chen Tuan even wanted to witness the Yellow River.

Also on this night.

Shaanxi suffered a great drought, suddenly amidst thunderous storm, a pouring rain fell, letting the parched land finally drink in dew, countless citizens were moved to tears of joy, kneeling in the mud, bowing to heaven and earth, as if even the heavens finally took pity, bestowing the struggling populace a bit of mercy.

The year of Jiazi, universal peace!

Everything transforms towards 'Great Fortune', the celestial destiny of the Central Plains, once stolen, seems to have returned.

Even heaven seems to sympathize the struggles of mankind.

What is joy in life, what is bitterness in death?

Sympathizing with us, much is the trouble!

Natural disasters, manmade calamities.

The heavens have shown mercy, now only man-made woes remain.

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