"Cultivation was no longer a secret?"
Walking through the bustling streets, Chen Cuo listened to voices converging from every corner of Chang'an and felt as though he had stepped into another lifetime.
All across the city, he heard people discussing cultivators, marveling at Divine Abilities, and recounting legendary battles of Spellcraft. He even heard cultivators sitting in teahouses and taverns, talking openly about strange happenings in the Cultivation World before ordinary folk.
As his gaze shifted, Chen Cuo spotted ripples of Divine Abilities, the glow of Treasures, and lingering traces of Spellcraft in several parts of Chang'an City!
He opened his palm. Violet Light sparks flickered there, gathering bit by bit until they pointed in one direction.
Chen Cuo set off.
"Times have changed." Beside him, Tingyi, who looked like a little girl, followed close on his heels with a candied hawthorn skewer in hand. "Back then, the Lu Clan used the Sui emperor Yang Jian as a pawn and led him onto the Incomplete Divine Dynasty Dao. Though they failed at the final step, Yang Jian still learned the power of Divine Abilities. Especially..."
She glanced at Chen Cuo and chuckled. "After the battle in Chang'an, Yang Jian knew someone comparable to the Lu Clan existed in you. How could he ignore that? Naturally, he had to make a gesture. That was how your Great Hua Mountain's grand ceremony came about. And when those above take a liking to something, those below always take to it even more. Given enough time, talk of Divine Abilities was bound to spread throughout the world."
As she spoke, Tingyi pointed toward the distant Imperial City.
"What's more, the Tang Kingdom's imperial family isn't just close to your Great Hua Mountain. They have ties to the Buddhist School, and even the Underworld Office