Chapter 658 - Lost History

The colossal Mountain Guardian Spirit had dissolved, but it seemed in its final struggle, remnants of its voice still echoed.“I am…

the guardian…”

“The guardian…”

“The guard…”

Intermittent, and ultimately fading into silence.

The towering ancient tree that took up a third of the mountain’s peak vanished abruptly before their eyes.

Ye Qingyu momentarily forgot to take the Divine Power Seed.

“The Mountain Guardian Spirit was destroyed long ago, it was this Divine Power Seed that sustained it’s lingering illusion.”

Having some understanding of illusions, Jiang Wang also found some clues and spoke out to analyze, “What we saw was its last moment of destruction.

The time anomaly of Chi Yun Mountain, it must have happened in the past.”

Even just an afterimage exerted a pressure as if it were substantial, making both Jiang Wang and Ye Qingyu believe the Mountain Guardian Spirit truly existed and summon the utmost caution.

How mighty must this magnificent Mountain Guardian have been at its peak?

And yet, it was destroyed in a single strike!

How terrifying must the entity that destroyed it be?

What kind of background does it have?

What exactly happened in the past of Chi Yun Mountain?

“Perhaps the nurturing of the Divine Power Seed is not the purpose of Chi Yun Mountain’s existence.

Chi Yun Mountain only condenses a Divine Power Seed every thirty-three years to sustain an opportunity…” Ye Qing said, continuing the analysis, “That’s why Dou Min said that once the Divine Power Seed is plucked, the time of Chi Yun Mountain will end.”

“Now that you have the Divine Power Seed in hand, do you want to wait and see what the true opportunity of Chi Yun Mountain is, or end the time early?” Jiang Wang asked her.

“If it were you, how would you choose?” Ye Qingyu asked in return.

Jiang Wang smiled, “A bowl can be snatched away, a pot can be overturned, but what’s eaten into your stomach…

that’s truly yours.”

“Great minds think alike!”

Ye Qingyu smiled sweetly, reaching out to grasp the Divine Power Seed.

She did not hesitate; the Divine Power Seed was indeed the goal of her journey.

The semi-transparent fruit in her hand suddenly began to change, cloud-like patterns spreading and unfolding across the skin of the fruit, with mists swirling faintly within the flesh.

In an instant, the semi-transparent fruit had transformed into a white fruit with surging clouds, stunningly beautiful.

“It feels like it’s drawing close to me…” Ye Qingyu murmured.

Jiang Wang, observing silently, pondered deeply.

Could it be that Divine Skills are fundamentally rooted in the cultivator and cannot be bestowed by external forces?

Even the Divine Power Seed, a legendary treasure said to grant Divine Skills upon consumption, doesn’t directly give Divine Skills but instead changes according to the person who touches it, ultimately still drawing out the cultivator’s own Divine potential?

So, considering Ye Lingxiao’s cultivation of Ye Qingyu, what kind of Divine potential lay hidden within her?

“Quick, try it and see what it tastes like,” Jiang Wang urged.

Even at such a critical moment, Ye Qingyu couldn’t help but give him a look of exasperation.

I’m seeking Divine Skills here, Divine Skills that decide the level of one’s Inner Mansion; and you’re asking about the taste?

The gluttonous trait of Jiang Anan—it seems runs in the family.

Then, she gently parted her lips and brought the Divine Power Seed to her mouth.

The Divine Power Seed’s misty clouds complemented the contrast of her red lips and the white fruit.

With just a gentle bite, the entire Divine Power Seed dissipated into mist and was inhaled in one breath.

Ye Qingyu’s eyes closed slightly as she stood upon the seven-colored banner chariot, her hair naturally falling and dancing without wind, surrounded by swirling mists, gliding and floating gracefully like a fairy.

Next to her, Jiang Wang could clearly feel Ye Qingyu’s entire aura surging up in a natural progression.

The Perfect Dragon within her had reached fulfillment.

Her Inner Mansion naturally opened, and amidst an inner transformation unknown to outsiders, she attained Divine Skills.

Without any spectacular light or shadow, amid an air of calmness, Ye Qingyu opened her eyes.

Her eyes, already exceedingly stunning like scattered stars, now had a hazy mist, covered with a subtle layer of moisture, adding a touch of sensuous charm.

“How does it feel?” Jiang Wang asked.

Ye Qingyu laughed, her voice like a mountain stream, tinkling and sweet, “Tastes good!”

Seeing Jiang Wang’s helpless expression, she stopped her laughter and said seriously, “The Divine Power Seed I picked is called ‘Cloud Seal Script’…”

She was cut off mid-sentence as the mountain top underwent another change.

The Mountain Guardian Spirit’s true form was a sky-piercing giant tree, occupying a third of the mountain top, and reaching high into the clouds as if touching the heavens.

After the Mountain Guardian Spirit crumbled, the area seemed to become empty.

As Ye Qingyu completely absorbed the Divine Power Fruit, achieving Perfect Inner Mansion, a huge, silent void began to spread and enlarge in the sky above Chi Yun Mountain’s summit.

Then, those slow-moving clouds from beyond the mountain gathered swiftly like fish…

coalescing and transforming.

At last, they formed a staircase of clouds, step upon step.

When Ye Qingyu first descended directly from the Lingxiao secret land to Yun City, there had also been clouds forming steps.

But compared to the scene before them now, it seemed rather insubstantial.

Because the current staircase of clouds…

appeared to lead straight to the heavens!

Meanwhile, at the Southern mountain’s Welcoming Pavilion, Dou Min took a step inside, and in an instant, the environment changed, and he was transported.

He had thought that the Welcoming Pavilion connected to some space, but when he emerged, he found himself still on Chi Yun Mountain.

More precisely, it was Chi Yun Mountain of many, many years ago…

An ancient pavilion, infused with the scent of antiquity, stood by the mountain path.

The pavilion was named “Welcoming.”

In front of it was a couplet: “Welcome friends from all directions; honor a good fellow from every realm.”

There were many people.

The mountain path, initially dead and deserted, was now bustling with activity.

Some had bare torsos with strange patterns inked on their skin.

Some wore vine clothes that still clung with leaves.

Some were clad in stone armor, their footsteps booming like drums…

There was an endless stream of strangely attired individuals.

There were loud shouts, light-hearted banter, and some visibly shaken.

But the Heavenly Wild Blade in Dou Min’s hand told him that they were not real.

They had once existed but only in the past.

In the vast records of the Dou Family, there had been mention of such phenomena.

Certain scenes from the long river of history sometimes, for various reasons, remained.

But what remained were merely scenes, lost illusions from history.

All that was not real included the four white-robed young attendants in front of the Welcoming Pavilion.

They greeted each person coming up the mountain with restrained smiles, talked with them, and either saw them off with a bow or took out a cloud-patterned token from their sleeves to give to the newcomers.

Only those who received the cloud-patterned token would continue up the mountain.

As Dou Min walked among them, it was as if he was witnessing a glorious moment from Chi Yun Mountain’s past.

As a descendant of the great Chu nobility, he was not much moved by these scenes.

He had witnessed real grandeur and did not care for a false prosperity.

But this was the past, an image of the past frozen in this moment.

And more importantly…

Cloud Roaming Elder was real.

The cloud-patterned token held by the young attendant on the far left in front of the Welcoming Pavilion…

was also real.

It emitted a faint fluctuation, entirely different from the rest of the scene’s elements.

It had a tangible connection with the present world!

So, the so-called secret passage tokens were merely the mountain-entry tokens distributed by the attendants of the Cloud Top Fairy Palace.

In that bygone era, they must not have been precious.

But now, after countless years, their value was immeasurable.

Because it might help its possessor open the long-lost Cloud Top Fairy Palace!