Causality Divination, Reverse-Engineering Causality!

The sky was high and the clouds were vast.

A massive flying ship sailed through the nine heavens, and wherever it passed, the clouds churned, parting like water to carve out a path.

This flying ship was, in itself, a colossal flight-type magical artifact.

On the flags fluttering in the wind, ancient patterns and characters were embroidered, with the characters for Jiang, Hua, and Zuo being particularly eye-catching.

"The trail to the Xuanqing Sect has been completely severed!"

Zuo Qingtian stood on the deck, his tall, burly frame resembling a ferocious beast. He spoke in a low, rumbling voice, "The scouts we sent out have reported that the mysterious Great Emperor left behind a Dao Treasure-grade sword to guard the place!"

The magical artifacts in this world are categorized as follows:

From weakest to strongest, they are divided into grades one through nine.

Above those are Spirit Treasures, Profound Treasures, and Dao Treasures.

Although Dao-grade artifacts vary in strength, even the weakest among them can unleash terrifying power capable of severely wounding a Body Integration stage cultivator.

And that is merely the power the artifact unleashes on its own, without anyone even channeling it.

If a cultivator were to wield it, it would be even stronger!

Zuo Qingtian pondered for a moment before adding, "Leaving behind a Dao-grade artifact shows the determination of that Great Emperor; saving the Xuanqing Sect was definitely not a casual act."

Hua Hongyi sat on the edge of the flying ship, a patch of snow-white skin exposed at her chest, her long, shapely legs dangling and swaying.

Upon hearing this, she lifted her eyes and said indifferently, "Indeed. The Immortal Great Emperor is already enough of a headache for us; it is not the time to provoke another Great Emperor."

Jiang Youlong pondered for a moment, then said with some concern:

"The origins of this Great Emperor are also very mysterious. We know absolutely nothing about her, and I am worried that another Immortal Great Emperor might emerge."

"You know..."

As Jiang Youlong spoke, he seemed to recall something, a trace of fear flashing across his face as he lowered his voice, "Those people are running out of patience!"

Hearing this, both Hua Hongyi and Zuo Qingtian's expressions shifted!

They were clearly extremely wary of the 'those people' Jiang Youlong referred to.

Zuo Qingtian asked, "Then what should we do now?"

Jiang Youlong thought for a moment, his eyes brightening as he said, "This latest diary entry didn't reveal any key information."

"However—"

"If we can find that woman named Ruoyu, perhaps we might find some clues."

Hua Hongyi nodded in agreement, "True. After all, she was once the woman of the Immortal Great Emperor."

"Perhaps she still maintains contact with the Immortal one?"

Zuo Qingtian clapped his hands in approval, "This plan is feasible. The Immortal Great Emperor is too strong; trying to use Causality Divination to scheme against him is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

"However, we can start with the women around him. We might reap unexpected rewards."

Jiang Youlong: "In that case, it is decided!"

He paused, then added, "I will send word for the experts in our clan who specialize in Causality Divination to come. As long as we can find any traces they left behind in the Cloudfall Mountain Range, we will certainly be able to deduce something."

Six thousand years have passed.

In the world of cultivation, this is not considered a very long time.

For some great experts proficient in Causality Divination, it is not impossible to reverse the flow of causality and trace back thousands of years of history.

"Good, do everything possible to find this woman!"

"Hehehe... A Great Emperor's woman, who wouldn't want to have a taste?"

A fanatical smile appeared on Zuo Qingtian's face. After working for so long, there was finally some progress.

Hua Hongyi frowned slightly and said softly, "It will still be difficult, but it is a method nonetheless."

"I hope the next diary entries reveal more clues."

Xuanqing Sect.

Recently, this third-rate sect located in the Southern Region of Qing Province has been incredibly busy.

It was exceptionally lively.

First, there were countless sects coming to pay a visit, some being local sects from Qing Province.

Others had come from other provinces and even more distant lands.

The purpose of these sects coming was, naturally, to purchase a copy of the information.

And then, to tour the Former Residence of the Great Emperor.

To experience the Great Emperor's path of cultivation at close range.

Cultivation emphasizes destiny and opportunity.

Being able to tour the wooden hut where a Great Emperor once lived, look at the old weapons he once used, and study the techniques he once learned—this could also be considered a stroke of fortune. Perhaps a fated person might gain unexpected insights from it?

When the opportunity arrives, anything is possible.

Furthermore, news that another Great Emperor from the Xuanqing Sect had stepped in to help had long since spread.

It caused quite a sensation throughout the entire Cultivation World.

A sect with two Great Emperors presiding over it—they were practically going to heaven.

Everyone knew that the rise of the Xuanqing Sect was now unstoppable.

If one didn't take the chance to build a connection now, they wouldn't be able to reach such heights in the future.

On this day, Yan Changkong was listening to reports from his disciples, feeling quite pleased with himself.

He had been the Sect Master for over a thousand years.

The sect's spirit stones had never been as abundant as they were now.

Currently, the Xuanqing Sect could rake in hundreds of thousands of spirit stones just by selling information about the Great Emperor.

This was an incredibly exaggerated figure.

Great Elder Chen Xiu hurried over and whispered into Yan Changkong's ear:

"Sect Master, Yan Shan from the Blood Spirit Sect is here."

Chen Xiu hesitated for a moment before adding, "Should you go meet him personally? After all, the Blood Spirit Sect is the largest sect in our Qing Province."

Yan Changkong sneered upon hearing this, a look of indignation appearing on his face as he barked, "In the past, their Blood Spirit Sect constantly oppressed us. Most of our disciples who went out for training died at the hands of their people!"

"For thousands of years, our two sects have been locked in constant slaughter. Great Elder, have we not lost enough disciples to them?"

At the mention of these matters, Chen Xiu's expression also turned ugly.

Yan Changkong continued, "Not to mention the distant past, eighty years ago, the Blood Spirit Sect manufactured a conflict just to seize one of my spirit veins, killing three hundred and twenty-eight of our Xuanqing Sect disciples."

"I remember every one of these blood debts!"

Chen Xiu hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, "Then shall I go and drive them away now?"

Yan Changkong shook his head.

Chen Xiu was confused, not knowing what he intended to do.

Yan Changkong said unhurriedly, "We should still go meet him; it is not the time to stir up more trouble."

"Give me another ten years, and I will surely pull the Blood Spirit Sect up by its roots."

As he spoke, he stood up from his chair, wearing a smile, and walked forward.

Chen Xiu watched his short back, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

He and Yan Changkong had entered the sect as disciples at the same time.

Chen Xiu's talent had actually been better.

At the beginning, he had been somewhat unconvinced that Yan Changkong could become the Sect Master.

But now, he admired this little fatty more and more.

The Xuanqing Sect hadn't had an easy time over the years; being a small sect, being oppressed was a common occurrence.

Competition between sects was even more cruel and cold-blooded.

However, under Yan Changkong's governance, although there hadn't been any major developments, they had always been making steady progress.

"Is he finally going to bare his fangs now?"

Chen Xiu asked himself, if I were the Sect Master, could I have done better?

A moment later, he shook his head, but his heart was filled with anticipation, and his long-dormant spirit began to burn with heat!

Cultivators in this world had an extremely strong sense of belonging to their sects.

It was no less than the sense of belonging that some disciples felt toward their own clans.

For a cultivator, the sect was home!

It was the place that sheltered them as they grew.

No matter what realm they eventually reached or what achievements they attained, many cultivators held the sect they once belonged to in high regard.

This was also the reason why, after Yan Changkong learned that the Immortal Great Emperor was a disciple of the Xuanqing Sect, he dared to gamble his life on a single throw.