Divine Thoughts of the Past Sect Leaders

"Esteemed seniors, the ninth generation sect leader Chen Ning requests an audience!"

Chen Ning bowed respectfully, his tone humble.

But nothing changed.

The world remained peaceful and serene.

"It seems... the conventional methods are definitely not going to work."

Chen Ning scratched his head. If it were that easy to awaken the divine senses of past sect leaders, then the old sect leader wouldn't have failed six times.

The spiritual energy within the Realm of the Firmament is extremely rich, allowing one to enter a wondrous state of complete focus.

It's truly amazing.

Ultimately, Chen Ning was doing this to complete his mission.

We must find a way to awaken the divine consciousness of the past sect leaders.

At this moment, Chen Ning suddenly thought of a solution.

Among the leaders of the sect throughout history, one of them was proficient in Literary Dao and Daoism, and entered the Tao through literature. One could recite a few poems to arouse his interest.

Let's do it!

"Master Cen, Master Danqiu, let's drink! Don't stop!"

"Enjoy life to the fullest when you're successful, for tomorrow you may die!"

People experience sorrow and joy, separation and reunion; the moon waxes and wanes, and nothing in this world is ever perfect. May we all live long and share the beauty of the moon, even from afar!

"The wind howls, the Yi River is cold; the brave warrior departs, never to return!"

"The old woman's strength failed, and the waves shook Yueyang City!"

"In the capital, there was a skilled ventriloquist; from then on, the emperor no longer held morning court!"

Chen Ning recited many poems in one breath, covering various genres.

There are lyrical pieces, metaphorical pieces, and even ones about driving.

Yet, nothing in the world has changed.

The lake was calm, and the clouds drifted by.

"As expected, epic quests aren't as simple as they seem..."

Chen Ning frowned slightly.

Time passed little by little.

Nearly half the time had already passed.

If we can't awaken the divine senses of the past sect leaders, this epic reward we've already obtained might just slip away.

He began to recall the stories of past sect leaders that Cang Yue had told him.

The First Generation advocated for expansion.

The second generation advocated violence and conquest.

The three generations advocated spiritual practice.

The fourth generation was known throughout the land for their recklessness.

The following generations focused on recuperation and development.

Chen Ning studied this information for a long time and finally came to a conclusion.

What's the point of playing this game?!

They are all different.

I am now surrounded by enemies and desperately need power to become stronger; this epic quest is of paramount importance.

We cannot give up.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him.

A brilliant idea gradually took shape.

Nobody dislikes gossip!

The leaders of each generation were certainly not immune to this.

So Chen Ning slowly began, "The Dragon-Seeking Sect is quite powerful now, but there are many secrets that I cannot share with outsiders. I'd like to share them with you seniors."

Chen Ning sat down cross-legged, and then spoke again:

Shocking! This sixteen-year-old girl was actually a twelve-year-old girl four years ago!

"Shocking! The Ninth Elder of the sect is from the Star Net Palace. He has been lurking in the Dragon-Seeking Sect for many years. Countless disciples collapsed on the spot after hearing him speak!"

"Terrifying! My little follower is the descendant of the infamous Thief God, a master of thievery. She has a penchant for stealing sect treasures and is impossible to control. But her grandfather seems to have some hidden story? The truth is astonishing!"

"I'm horrified! Devil Race witch is lurking in the heart of the Law Enforcement Hall, a place of utmost importance. What ulterior motives does she harbor?"

"This junior kindly went to offer the Grand Elder some sweets, but was instead forced to stay overnight. It turns out she was after..."

"The Holy Master of the Yama Holy Sect visited Dragon-Seeking Sect, and the usually domineering man uttered words that stunned everyone, causing a remarkable reaction from the crowd."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Chen Ning cleared his throat, then shook his head and smiled, "It's getting late, I'll take my leave now."

The instant he stood up.

The world suddenly trembled.

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz!

The thick clouds began to change rapidly.

Several faint points of light appeared in the air.

It then transformed into a human-shaped phantom.

"You young man, you're quite the teaser! Tell me quickly! Why was this sixteen-year-old girl twelve four years ago?"

A proud voice rang out.

Chen Ning looked up.

All he could see was a tall figure bathed in the firelight, staring at him with a curious expression.

Several other figures stood side by side beside him.

There are five people in total, including him.

At this moment, although they were only wisps of divine thought, they were incredibly extraordinary, like immortals.

Each of them exuded an air of disdain.

This is probably what being high-class is all about...

Chen Ning sighed inwardly.

The leaders of each generation were all sizing up Chen Ning, but more than anything, they were hoping Chen Ning would finish speaking.

"This junior, the ninth generation leader of the Dragon-Seeking Sect, pays respects to all the seniors."

Chen Ning bowed deeply.

Several figures in the sky waved their hands repeatedly. "We can skip the formalities, just tell us what you need to know, we're coughing while you're gone."

"Esteemed seniors, could you please answer a question for this junior?"

Chen Ning didn't rush to speak, but instead harbored doubts.

"Okay! Go ahead and ask."

A figure in the purple light nodded and looked at Chen Ning.

"Esteemed seniors, why can't we see the divine senses of the First Generation and eighth sect leaders?"

Chen Ning asked a question.

Within the Supreme Mystery Peak Mausoleum, aside from one who perished in a foreign land, seven generations of sect leaders are buried. Logically, there should be seven divine thoughts manifesting within.

But there were only five people in front of him.

The First Generation and previous generation of sect leaders are missing.

The figure within the purple light spoke, "We know very little about the First Generation, and cannot mention it to you. As for the eighth generation you mentioned, his divine sense was not contained within the Realm of the Firmament."

"No divine sense from the old sect leader?"

Chen Ning was slightly surprised. This shouldn't be the case, since the old sect leader was clearly buried in the Supreme Mystery Peak Mausoleum.

"Senior, is it possible that the old sect leader's soul has completely dissipated, making it impossible for him to send even a wisp of his divine consciousness into the Realm of the Firmament?"

"Absolutely not. The First-Generation Sect Master possessed divine abilities, and the Realm of the Firmament he created had unfathomable power. As long as someone is buried in the Supreme Mystery Peak Tomb, a wisp of their divine consciousness will definitely be preserved and enter the Realm of the Firmament."

The figure in the purple light said with certainty.

A tremendous wave of emotion surged within Chen Ning's heart.

Anyone buried in a tomb will inevitably generate a wisp of divine thought.

If that's the case, then it means the old sect leader's body is not in the tomb.

Or rather...

The old sect leader didn't actually die?

This amount of information was too much for Chen Ning to process immediately; he could only digest it after leaving the Realm of the Firmament.

After answering Chen Ning's question.

All the previous sect leaders looked at Chen Ning with great curiosity.

We await his continuation of those sensationalist stories that pique our anticipation.

Twenty minutes later.

The fourth-generation sect leader, bathed in firelight, his eyebrows furrowed, exclaimed angrily, "That's it? A sixteen-year-old girl was twelve four years ago! I should have realized it sooner! Sigh! You fooled me, young man!"

Even so, after hearing from Chen Ning about the fact that everyone in their sect was an undercover agent, all the sect leaders looked at Chen Ning with sympathy.

"It hasn't been easy, young man! It's all that bastard of the eighth generation's fault for leaving you this mess! I wonder where he's hiding. If I see him, I'll teach him a lesson!"

The second-generation leader was also hot-tempered; it was under his command that the Dragon-Seeking Sect's reputation was established.

Throughout the Nine Provinces, their mere mention of their name evokes fear.

Chen Ning smiled easily as he faced these senior colleagues.

Although the previous sect leaders were predecessors from hundreds or even thousands of years ago and had fiery tempers, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity about them.

Moreover, dealing with them is very easy.

There was no need for intrigue or backstabbing; he treated Chen Ning with the genuine care and concern one would show to a junior.