The Divine Child Descends

"Um?"

Chu Tianshu could see that Yao Qianshu's soul was swaying, as if it was about to leave his body.

The scene was as if there was a transparent Yao Qianshu inside the original Old Yao body, with the lower body still overlapping, but the upper body already separated.

The transparent figure opened its mouth wide, as if to shout, and waved its hands, which were suddenly stretched and then flattened, like a candle flame flickering in the wind.

Chu Tianshu took a step forward, his left foot landing heavily.

Collapse!!

A ring of blue ripples spread out from beneath his feet.

All the copper basins of water on the eight wooden shelves trembled violently, splashing water and unable to maintain an orderly vortex shape.

Chu Tianshu took another step, his figure already weaving through the wooden frame and standing in front of Yao Qianshu.

He grabbed the wobbly, transparent head with his left hand and slammed it down onto Yao Qianshu's fleshy head.

With a flick of the wrist of his right hand, he pierced the wrist with three needles in quick succession.

One between the eyebrows, one in the throat, and the third was flicked into Yao Qianshu's chest.

"Ah!!"

Yao Qianshu cried out in surprise, touching his face with both hands, and felt his soul steadily rejoin his body.

Chu Tianshu quickly moved his left hand away from his head, took two steps back, and reached into the copper basin next to him to grab a handful of water.

Old Yao's scalp was so oily and sweaty that it didn't feel very good to touch.

After grabbing the water, Chu Tianshu used his power to shake it, mixing the dirt on his hands with the water vapor and splashing it back into the copper basin, restoring his hands to dryness.

"You must be Tianshu."

Yao Qianshu, still shaken, stood up. "You really were able to help me with this matter. No wonder you received such high praise in the Guangling incident; you've truly surpassed your teacher!"

"Thank you, thank you so much!"

Mr. Chu, a concerned citizen, was also mentioned in the news about the events of that Night of Guangling.

More importantly, among the several websites under the Special Investigation Bureau Division, there is one website that contains commendations for people like them.

Anyone with even a slight connection to the spiritual practice can find that information on that website.

"Mr. Yao, don't let your guard down. This matter may not be over yet."

Chu Tianshu looked at the copper basins. "If I'm not mistaken, the talismanic water in these basins seems to be helping to relieve your stress."

"The Spirit Realm energy doesn't emanate from these copper basins of talismanic water, but rather emanates from your body and is distributed across these talismanic waters."

"Although I have stabilized your soul, I cannot cure the root of your illness if I do not understand why these Spirit Realm energies were remotely sensed and emerged from your body."

Yao Qianshu exclaimed in astonishment, "The aura of the Spirit Realm? You're saying that I have the aura of the Spirit Realm?!"

Chu Tianshu observed his expression and suddenly realized that without the Mist and Rosy Clouds Realm Layer, it wouldn't be so easy to determine the truth.

But judging from the results of the Insight Technique, his shocked expression didn't seem fake.

"At my age, I've only ever heard of the Spirit Realm; I've never personally encountered anything like the Overflow Zone."

Yao Qianshu looked at his palm. "I thought I had messed up my cultivation and my Mind Power had mutated. How could it be Spirit Realm energy? Where did this come from?"

Chu Tianshu said seriously, "Mr. Yao has never been in contact with anything related to the Spirit Realm Ghost God, has he?"

No, absolutely not.

Yao Qianshu quickly replied, "I'm living a good life, why would I touch those things?"

"Besides, I don't have much of a hobby of collecting antiques, and in recent years, we haven't brought in any new decorative items for our home."

"My greatest pleasure usually comes from practicing my Mirage Technique. The props I use are either homemade or sets of handicrafts I bought, some even bearing manufacturer markings."

At this moment, Second Master Chu also climbed up the stairs.

"Spirit Realm Ghost God?"

Upon hearing this, Second Master Chu took out his black and Baiyu, waved it in the air, and then made a few calculations with his other hand. He asked in confusion, "I didn't sense any evil energy here just now."

"The feng shui and energy field here are all normal, unlike the signs described in ancient texts, such as an overflow of the Spirit Realm or the haunting of ghosts."

Yao Qianshu sighed, "Lately, I've been having some strange dreams. I forget what's in them as soon as I wake up, but I remember they were quite noisy."

"I initially thought it might be due to my age and health problems, but the physical exam didn't reveal anything other than high blood pressure, high cholesterol, or high blood sugar."

"I can only assume that there's a problem with his/her spiritual practice, and he/she wants to relax and recharge."

"Who knew that this morning, I suddenly felt unsettled, and every movement I made felt like my hands and mind were out of sync. So I quickly set up this altar and hid inside it."

Yao Qianshu remarked with relief, "Luckily, my phone still worked, so I made a call to Old Chu."

Upon hearing this, Chu Tianshu's face showed a thoughtful expression.

If it were truly the Ghost God or spirits invading reality, it could easily affect the operation of a mobile phone.

He was certain that the energy he had just experienced was related to the Spirit Realm, but it was indeed vastly different from the ones he had encountered before.

The Spirit Realm energy I sensed on those occasions was filled with an eerie atmosphere.

The Tree of Dragon Flower and the Mirror Ape God have different characteristics, but both can evoke negative emotions.

It's like the fear people have of the deep, the unknown, and of strange and grotesque things.

But the aura from the Spirit Realm just now didn't have that feeling at all.

It doesn't even have the kind of Overflow Zone that should exist, the kind of squeezing into the real environment, the kind of intention to settle down in reality.

Besides the simple benefits to Spirit Body, the aura just now seemed to contain more of a...

Chu Tianshu recalled carefully, and a flash of inspiration struck him.

It felt... like New Year's Eve, like visiting graves and paying respects on New Year's Day.

As he thought of this, he suddenly felt his body sink slightly, and the world seemed to change.

The wind blew in through the French windows, making the curtains rustle wildly.

Yao Qianshu and Second Master Chu both stared blankly at the empty space.

Chu Tianshu suddenly disappeared right before their eyes.

"Forehead!!"

Suddenly, Second Master Chu let out a sharp hiss and leaned back.

Yao Qianshu was shocked and rushed over to support him.

"Old Chu, don't you dare pull yourself out!"

"No, no..."

Second Master Chu, clutching his right rib, steadied himself. "I just managed to draw some internal energy from the cultivation I've been developing these past few days, and I just lost my balance."

Chu Tianshu's sudden disappearance was terrifying, but given Second Master Chu's experience, he shouldn't be unable to withstand it.

However, I'm not yet familiar with the little bit of internal energy I've cultivated in the past few days, and a minor mishap occurred.

At this moment, he guided his internal energy back onto the right track, which actually helped him enter a calm state more quickly.

"Old Yao, you've done those 'magic tricks' on stage a lot, is that an illusion?"

Yao Qianshu swallowed hard, staring at the empty space, and said, "To my knowledge, this is definitely not an illusion; he has truly vanished."

Second Master Chu raised the jade pendant again to examine the feng shui, but found nothing unusual.

The two old men were not giving up and called out to Chu Tianshu, but there was no response.

"Oh shit."

After a long while, Second Master Chu gripped the jade pendant tightly, his knuckles turning white.

"He's practiced feng shui for most of his life, but when real trouble comes, he's like a complete idiot!"

Several blood vessels appeared in Second Master Chu's eyes, and he took a deep breath.

"Don't touch this place, not even a tiny bit! Report it to the police! Get help!"

"I may not be of much use as an old man, but Tianshu, with his connections and his helpers, will certainly not be lacking!"

Call!

The wind blew the curtains, causing them to sway wildly.

Chu Tianshu looked over upon hearing the sound.

The scene before their eyes suddenly changed; what was being blown by the wind was no longer the European-style curtains in Yao Qianshu's house, but a large piece of thick yellow fabric.

He had already exerted all his strength, his body was light, and his toes lightly touched the solid object.

This looks like a temple.

The temple houses a statue of a stag.

The statue is entirely brass-colored, without a trace of rust. It lies on all fours, its body appears to be reclining, but its head is raised.

The enormous antlers have nine small branches extending from the side of the main trunk, arranged in an orderly fashion. Both antlers are like this, symmetrical from left to right.

At this moment, Chu Tianshu's toes were touching the back of the bronze deer statue.

Behind the statue is a thick, high wall, and the roof is made of wooden rafters and black tiles, making it completely airtight.

In front of the statue is an offering table, on which are laid out five kinds of delicate pastries, each in a different color.

There were also several plates of dried fruit that Chu Tianshu couldn't recognize.

In front of the offering table were an incense burner and a kneeling cushion, with three large incense sticks burning slowly in the burner.

The three kneeling cushions were empty.

The temple door opened inwards, but a heavy curtain separated the inside from the outside. Although it swayed slightly in the wind, it was never lifted.

Chu Tianshu could not see what was happening outside, but he could hear what was happening outside.

There were hundreds of heavy breathing sounds outside the temple, along with the sound of numerous flags being blown by the wind and the crackling of firecrackers.

The most primitive kind of firecracker, the sound of bamboo sections exploding as they burn in a fire.

"Lord Deer-- "

A powerful, long song rang out from outside, prompting hundreds of people to shout in unison, their voices mingling with the strong wind, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami crashing.

"Lord Deer, send down the sweet rain."

"May the immortal master open his eyes, receive the sacrifice, and grant rain!"

Amidst the deafening sounds of gongs and drums, the shouts of people rose in waves.

Chu Tianshu's expression shifted slightly; these people all had quite good lung capacity.

The screen of the Youdu Token appeared in his eyes.

That's right, his Fortune is clearly not full yet.

If the time travel wasn't caused by the token, then what was it that suddenly made him appear in this rain-praying temple?

Could this be... the Spirit Realm?

There are living people in the Spirit Realm.

Do they still go in groups to pray for rain and worship gods?

Chu Tianshu floated down in front of the incense burner, hesitating for a moment.

This temple has only one exit.

Wind-Listening, it seems that the temple is still standing on some small hill, and there are voices all around on the slopes.

Although I don't sense any threat, if this really is the Spirit Realm, it might not be able to be understood through normal means. How do I get out?

Just as Chu Tianshu was about to ponder, he suddenly sensed something and his gaze sharpened.

The curtain was suddenly lifted, and a woman standing by the door, carrying a basin of water, was about to go inside.

The woman was standing outside the door, but she hadn't called out beforehand, nor could she make any obvious breathing or heartbeat sounds.

Chu Tianshu didn't even notice her presence when she didn't move.

But when the woman saw Chu Tianshu, her expression changed even more drastically in an instant.

"Son of God?!"

The wooden basin with iron hoops fell to the ground.

Half a basin of water was spilled, forming a puddle on the stone bricks, like a mirror.

Chu Tianshu saw his reflection on the water's surface.

Above his head and on his shoulders, three flames hung a few inches in the air, burning silently.

Those were three fist-sized, golden, and dazzling flames.

(End of this chapter)