Lin Yuan did not stay at Golden Rooster Ridge to watch the excitement.
Medicine Master had only just escaped his mortal tribulation.
The Eight Treasures Merit Pool Zhunti had promised was still waiting.
As for those Immortals of the Elucidation Sect coming from West Qi-
They were there to find Kong Xuan.
They had little to do with Lin Yuan's mission this time.
Zhao Gongming had initially been rather keen to stay and watch.
Something like the Five-Colored Divine Light-
There were very few chances to actually encounter it.
But the moment Lin Yuan saw his expression-
He spoke at once.
"Martial Uncle."
Zhao Gongming sighed.
"I know."
"No chasing excitement."
Lin Yuan nodded in satisfaction.
Zhao Gongming's face darkened further.
He finally knew how annoying he had been when advising others in the past.
They left Golden Rooster Ridge.
Medicine Master regulated his breathing throughout the journey.
He had not been suppressed by the Five-Colored Divine Light for very long.
Yet the tribulation aura of the Investiture of the Gods had seized the opportunity to erode a considerable portion of his Western Dharma body.
He would need some time to recover, at the very least.
Lin Yuan glanced at him occasionally.
He was also confirming something else in his mind.
Fate-Reversal Inheritance.
From beginning to end-
There had been no response.
Medicine Master had left Golden Rooster Ridge.
The tribulation aura of the Investiture of the Gods had diminished.
His mortal tribulation had clearly passed.
The system remained silent.
Instead, this helped Lin Yuan understand more.
What Fate-Reversal Inheritance allowed him to see-
Had always been those destined to die in the original history of the Investiture of the Gods.
Now, history had diverged by more than fifty percent.
More and more new mortal tribulations would arise.
The system