Chapter 207: Flipping the Table, Climbing the Heavenly Ladder (5k)

"So many people are here to help me—I believe this must be real. If it succeeds, it benefits everyone. Don’t you want to be set free?"

Wang Xueqi was still earnestly persuading the two Water Ghosts, but the two were fierce and menacing, filled with heavy resentment and murderous rage, clearly having hurt people before.

They had no way back now, and only in the water could they avoid being discovered by the Scorching Sun Department so easily.

If they were found, then even in the water, death would be inevitable—the only difference is sooner or later.

They’re all Water Ghosts—so why does Wang Xueqi get a chance at salvation and ascension, while they have to hide like rats in a filthy ditch, always cowering in fear?

Their resentment boiled over, and no matter what, they were determined to stop Wang Xueqi.

As time slipped away, Wang Xueqi’s body began to radiate a fierce Yang Energy from the inside out—she could feel that familiar Yang Qi, and turned to glance eastward.

She beamed, knowing it was Wen Yan helping her.

That Yang Energy spread throughout her body. The two Water Ghosts, burdened with deep grudge, touched Wang Xueqi as if they’d put their hands on a burning branding iron, screaming as they let go.

Wang Xueqi ignored them and kept heading upstream, pressing forward.

Wen Yan looked at the bones imbued with Yang Energy, pulling out his phone—another call from Grand Uncle Master came in.

He didn’t care about the looks others gave him and stepped to the entrance of the mourning hall to answer.

"Grand Uncle Master, I did as you said. Please go on."

"What people call ascension, to put it nicely, means ascending to immortality, joining the ranks of the immortals. But to tell the truth, you have to die first to ascend.

The Three Mountains and Five Ridges, all lineages—actually, every house has ancestors who ascended.

The foundation of the Taoist Sect grows only because not every generation needs a peerless genius; that’s directly linked to ascension.

The current system of ascension started with the First Generation Celestial Master Zhang.

He set out to turn himself into the foundation of the Taoist Sect. Even after death, after ascension, he became Divine Skills incarnate.

Later generations, even if they’re unskilled, can still set up a Dharma Altar and, with a talisman as proof, invoke the Divine Skills of their ascended ancestors.

Like scattering beans into soldiers—manifesting Heavenly Soldiers and Generals—which in fact were the Yellow Turban Fighters of the old days.

Only, these Heavenly Soldiers and Generals called down like this have no mind or self; they’re just Divine Skills embodied.

That’s the result of generations layering brick after brick over time.

Within the whole system, imparting the talisman is the most crucial process.

This step has always been handled with the utmost caution.

Even if someone is strong enough, they’ll be evaluated for years before the ceremony happens."

Wen Yan basically understood what Cai Qidong was up to now, and also why Wang Xueqi would definitely agree.

"So as long as Wang Xueqi successfully ascends, imprinting her own power into the so-called Celestial Court—

then the path she took won’t just be a one-off. It’ll become a fixed precedent.

From then on, all Water Ghosts will have one extra path they can choose, right?"

Grand Uncle Master let out a long sigh.

"Supreme Taiyi Savior Heavenly Master.

What you understand is only a part. For that young girl, this is an immeasurable act of merit.

With her nature, she’ll agree without hesitation.

Cai Qidong, that bastard, is counting on just that.

If that girl manages to ascend, she’ll get her own title.

Even further—if she, as a Water Ghost, ascends and joins the ranks of immortals, she becomes a waterborne immortal.

Anyone with the authority, at impartment of the talisman, can choose her lineage.

Her lineage will definitely have a trait: they can never be drowned.

But for folks like us, when up against anything in the water system, the greatest natural threat is drowning.

So Cai Qidong, that bastard, even though he’s kidnapping a crowd to help do his bidding—

what he’s doing really leaves nothing for others to criticize.

The Three Mountains and Five Ridges, Scorching Sun Department, no matter which house, they’ll all back him on this.

Likewise, in the water system, not just the West River Water System—even the Four Estuaries Water System, I bet, wishes they could throttle him right now.

He’s stirred up such a big deal, forget about balance—

he’s flipped the whole damn table the scales were on."

Grand Uncle Master cursed, but had to admit: Cai Qidong, that bastard, really has guts.

Though Fuyu Mountain has disputes with much of the water system, they’re not so reckless as to make enemies of them all in a single move.

But Cai Qidong dares to crank up the hatred of the entire water system in one go.

Maybe some don’t really care about the matter itself, but nobody’s going to like Cai Qidong; it’s just a matter of where their loyalties lie.

"Now your director, that bastard, is in on this lunacy too—at least it’ll intimidate most people.

But that’s certainly not enough, so Fuyu Mountain has also raised a Dharma Altar, banging the drum for Cai Qidong, that bastard.

And Dragon Tiger Mountain is stepping right into the front lines.

Scorching Sun Department must have mobilized their forces and is ready to respond at any time.

The other places shouldn’t be a problem anymore.

The biggest issue is still that girl herself—she has to walk her own path, with a pure, unwavering heart.

She’ll also have to cross the final stretch herself, breaking through whatever obstacles may arise with her own hands.

But as a Water Ghost who has never harmed anyone, what power does she have?

Cai Qidong, that bastard, the heartless prick—he knows for sure we won’t just stand by and do nothing.

A gentleman can be tricked by righteousness—damn his grandpa’s old man."