### Chapter 3: The Southern Region of Azure Prefecture, All Gather at Xuanqing Sect!
“Oh?”
The Grand Elder Wei Yuan’s face turned serious as he whispered, “If only we had some Black Silk, it would be perfect!”
After pacing a few steps, he suddenly spun around, “According to the Eternal Emperor’s talents and skills, they are rare occurrences in our Sacred Land!”
“However!”
“It seems the Eternal Emperor is still lacking in Black Silk to reach perfection.”
Wei Yuan’s expression grew more solemn: “Clearly, this Black Silk is an extraordinary item.”
The elders pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Yuan Ruoyu had a lingering feeling that something was off, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
Wei Yuan, deep in thought, became more convinced he was onto something, and said in a deep voice:
“Saint Master!”
“This is of utmost importance; I think we should act immediately.”
Yuan Ruoyu asked, “Grand Elder, what do you think we should do?”
A glint of brilliance flashed in Wei Yuan’s eyes:
“First, send someone to research ancient texts, hoping to find some records about Black Silk.”
“Second, dispatch someone to Xuanqing Sect in Azure Prefecture right away.”
Wei Yuan looked at Yuan Ruoyu with excitement and explained, “After all, that was the sect where the Emperor once trained; there might be some clues.”
Yuan Ruoyu found this reasonable and immediately agreed.
Her calm voice resounded through the great hall: “Then let’s proceed as the Grand Elder suggests!”
“However, let’s not make enemies with Xuanqing Sect.”
This scene not only stirred the Jade Pool Sacred Land but throughout the entire Eastern Xuande continent, practitioners were scratching their heads, trying to decode the content of the Eternal Emperor’s diary.
Of course, everyone had their own interpretations!
Taichu Sacred Land.
Under a towering ancient tree, a group of people was deep in thought, holding the Eternal Emperor’s diary content.
As they gazed at word combinations they had never encountered before, each one wore a frown!
The Grand Elder of Taichu Sacred Land, Xiao Changqing, was hot-tempered and grew angrier as he looked!
He yelled, “What the heck is this grass? Just tell me plainly!”
“Grass! Grass! I’m telling you, grass!”
—
Liyue Celestial Dynasty.
In the Hall of Immortals.
Empress Ye Qingge was seated on the imperial throne, her face icy, scanning the officials below.
At this moment, the court was also in a chaotic uproar.
“I thought that traversers should be some special group. The Eternal Emperor might have been one of them.”
“What group? Are you saying there are many like the Eternal Emperor in this world?”
“This…”
“To decode the diary, I think the golden finger is the key!”
“What about the system?”
“Is Black Silk not important?”
“What about the Grandpa Spirit?”
“Uh, that’s not what I meant!”
Ye Qingge displayed a hint of impatience, shifting her gaze to Prime Minister Gongsun Mu.
“Gongsun Mu, what do you think?”
The hall suddenly fell silent.
Gongsun Mu, resembling a sprightly old man, stepped forward and said:
“Your Majesty! The Eternal Emperor was not an ordinary person; completely deciphering the diary is as difficult as climbing to the sky.”
As soon as Ye Qingge heard this, her interest was piqued. She said indifferently, “Then, what does Gongsun Ge think?”
“I believe we should take them down one by one!”
Gongsun Mu pondered for a moment and continued: “Send people to the Celestial Dynasty to find those with gold fingers, and focus on nurturing them, watching what changes occur!”
“If we break it down, we might achieve results.”
Ye Qingge considered this and realized there was no other way, nodding, “Approved!”
—
In a desolate place.
Suddenly, an old man with white hair and a youthful face burst out from the forest, carrying a giant wine gourd on his back.
Barefoot and running wildly, the old man occasionally scratched his head.
A few breaths later…
He had climbed mountains and crossed ravines, arriving atop a peak several dozen miles away.
He stopped, face tilted up, howling: “I will not comprehend this diary! I won’t comprehend it!”
“Pff—”
After the roar, bl**d spewed from his mouth, and he fell backward onto the ground.
Not long after, a group of uniformly dressed people arrived, and a young woman exclaimed, “Master Uncle! Are you alright?”
“Oh no, it seems he’s gone crazy; do not move! Notify the elders of the sect!”
—
Azure Prefecture, Southern Region.
At Xuanqing Sect.
Sect Master Yan Changkong wore a furrowed brow, pacing around, sighing every now and then.
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The Eternal Emperor was once a disciple of their sect!
This news was simply too shocking, leaving him a bit dazed even now.
Although that happened thousands of years ago.
But that’s pretty long for a regular person.
For the powerful cultivators and sects, though, it’s nothing!
Some powers go into seclusion for a thousand years at a time; a millennium just means they’ve secluded themselves a few more times.
Although Xuanqing Sect is a smaller sect in Azure Prefecture.
When it comes to historical roots, it had also experienced its glorious days, producing cultivators at the Integration Stage.
The sect’s inheritance has lasted nearly eighty thousand years.
“Sigh…”
Yan Changkong heaved a sigh; this matter was extraordinary. If mishandled, it could lead to the sect’s downfall!
He calculated.
The Eternal Emperor’s time in Xuanqing Sect was when his ancestor was still the Sect Master; he hadn’t even been born yet.
But now, he was thrown this enormous bombshell.
“However, if this matter is utilized well, it could greatly benefit the sect’s development!”
Yan Changkong contemplated, his medium build and slightly chubby figure gleaming in the light of new ideas.
Suddenly, a disciple rushed in with a report.
“Report to the Sect Master!”
“We have finally found some clues regarding the Eternal Emperor, but due to the age, the records are sparse.”
Yan Changkong’s expression shifted, and without saying a word, he flashed into a grand hall filled with thousands scouring through records and jade tablets.
That’s right.
Xuanqing Sect is an exception; the busiest recent efforts were not in decoding the diary but in searching for records.
Hoping to uncover the true identity of the Eternal Emperor from thousands of years ago.
A gray-robed elder approached with a yellowed paper and said:
“Sect Master, based on the clues mentioned in the diary, after a lot of filtering and investigation, we finally managed to find it.”
“Fortunately, there weren’t too many outer disciples back then!”
Yan Changkong nodded, taking the yellowed paper.
Outer disciple registration:
– Name: Lin Feng.
– Talent: Ordinary.
– Cultivation Method: Xuanqing Formula.
– Background: None!
Besides this, there were notes on Lin Feng borrowing various texts and spells from the sect’s library at different times.
After finishing, Yan Changkong’s face turned green, asking, “Is that it?”
The gray-robed elder replied, “That’s it!”
This piece of information had no important details, which was worse than having nothing.
Yan Changkong lowered his head as brilliance flickered in his eyes.
After a long pause, he suddenly lifted his head:
“This data won’t do; who would believe the Eternal Emperor had such an ordinary past?”
The gray-robed elder replied, “Then what should we do?”
Yan Changkong gritted his teeth, “Let’s spruce it up a bit.”
“Talent definitely cannot be written as ordinary; it must be supreme, saying ordinary was just to protect him!”
“Also, write some interesting anecdotes about his cultivation journey, significant characters, and master evaluations.”
The gray-robed elder nodded, “Sect Master, I understand!”
But Yan Changkong wasn’t finished, continuing, “Prepare one hundred thousand copies of this material.”
“Additionally!”
“Where the Eternal Emperor lived, the place he bathed, and even the toilet he used, all need to be specified!”
The gray-robed elder looked conflicted, “He was just an outer disciple; how could he have a residence?”
“He must! Also write down the Emperor’s ancestral home; do you understand?”
“Got it!”
Thus began several days of intense activity at Xuanqing Sect.
The Emperor’s materials were being transcribed one by one.
Many places within the sect were marked with signs: Emperor’s ancestral home, Emperor’s bathing pool, Emperor’s toilet, the favorite stone the Emperor liked to sit on…
Even a half-dead old tree got some attention because the Emperor once mischievously climbed it!
After two days passed…
“DONG!”
A loud bell rang within Xuanqing Sect.
Yan Changkong’s eyes popped wide open, and the next moment, a disciple rushed in with an urgent report!
“Sect Master!”
“People from the Jade Pool Sacred Land are here!”
Moments later, another disciple came running: “Sect Master! The Xuan Bird Guard from Liyue Celestial Dynasty has arrived!”
“Sect Master! People from Taichu Sacred Land are here!”
“Sect Master! The ancient clans, the Jiang Family, Zuo Family, and Hua Family have come together!”
“And many other sect elders; should you come take a look?”
Yan Changkong waved his hand for the disciple to step down.
Finally, he stood up from his chair, legs trembling, his scalp tingling!
Though Yan Changkong was the sect master and had lived for over three thousand years, he had never seen such a scene before!
