My Dreams Connect to Ancient Times-Chapter 158 - 16: The Supreme Beings Who Take Back Their Moves, Langya Province Government (Part 2)

Chapter 158: Chapter 16: The Supreme Beings Who Take Back Their Moves, Langya Province Government (Part 2)

"Huh?" Qing He Daoist was a bit surprised. "Mr. Lu, what are you talking about?"

"Fusheng’s Lu Xuan..." The young man also grew surprised.

Qing He Daoist looked around in confusion. After a long moment, he finally processed it and asked doubtfully:

"I don’t quite understand what you mean... The title chanted by the Daoists of Dragon Tiger Mountain? Are you talking about the heavy rain that day, that immense phenomenon? I remember that clearly. They were chanting something about the Supreme Emperor Profound Yellow."

Lu Xuan froze, his expression suddenly turning serious.

"Qing He, what did you just say?"

Qing He Daoist was baffled, but he repeated himself anyway.

Lu Xuan suppressed the tremor in his heart and asked again:

"Do you remember the specific details of that day?"

"Of course I do." After recalling for a moment, Qing He Daoist recounted everything that had happened from beginning to end when he went to East Sea City to find Lu Xuan.

The taciturn Qing Ping Daoist, who stood to the side, nodded slightly.

"Yes. After Martial Brother Qing He returned, he told me and Martial Brother Qing Xuan all about it. It was just as he said... I can only say that Dragon Tiger Mountain is truly impressive. The ’Supreme Emperor Profound Yellow’ they chanted is extraordinary to be able to manifest such a vast phenomenon."

Lu Xuan fell silent.

He felt a sense of dislocation, even thinking for a moment that his own memory was in disarray. He sat down cross-legged under the surprised gazes of Qing Ping and Qing He, calming his mind.

After a long while, Lu Xuan opened his eyes, his expression incomparably grave.

’I didn’t remember wrong. My mind isn’t in chaos.’

He glanced at Qing He and Qing Ping, his thoughts racing as he tried to analyze everything that was happening. It was all too strange.

In a daze, Lu Xuan recalled the strange stirring of the Three Treasures his Three Masters had gifted him in his Spiritual World. He also remembered what his Three Masters had once told him in the Origin.

"Over these tens of millions of years, the river of Time has been overturned and reset countless times. The Current World you are experiencing has already been replayed an infinite number of times."

Lu Xuan was struck with horror. A chill exploded from his back and shot through his entire body.

’Has history been changed at some point? Replayed... and I wasn’t affected?’

’Is it because of the Supreme Treasure my masters bestowed upon me? Or the Bronze Fragment and the Innate Ancestral Qi? Or is there some other reason?’

Lu Xuan couldn’t figure it out. He just looked at the confused expressions on Qing He and Qing Ping’s faces, and the palpitations in his heart grew stronger.

He took out his phone and searched online for information about Dragon Tiger Mountain, and he did indeed find information about their annual grand ceremony and past ritual chants.

The last time he had searched, Lu Xuan remembered with perfect clarity that the ritual chant was "Supreme Profound Clarity, Fusheng Lu Xuan." But now, the information circulating online had changed to "Supreme Emperor Profound Yellow"!

His memory was excellent. He even recognized that it was the exact same post he had read before; the publication date was identical, and the webpage showed that the "last edited" date was from several years ago... 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

The feeling of his blood running cold intensified.

’The Years have been tampered with, history has been replayed, and everyone’s perception has been altered...’

He was suddenly struck by his own insignificance, by the terrifying and majestic power of those Exences who truly stood at the apex of all Years past!

’Are things as sacred as Time, history, and the Years merely playthings for them to alter at will?’

A suffocating feeling washed over him.

’In these Years, which the strongest beings manipulate like toys, can I truly walk the path of Only I Am Venerable and surpass them?’

"Mr. Lu?" Even the most taciturn Qing Ping could see something was wrong and asked, "What’s the matter?"

Lu Xuan waved his hand dazedly.

"It’s nothing, it’s nothing..."

It took him a long time to steady his mind again, and his once-shaken Dao heart became firm once more.

"I’m fine now."

Lu Xuan calmly stood up, glanced at the sky, and then said:

"To be honest with you both, I’m heading to the Langya Province Government next. Things might be calm for a while. I might even make a trip to Langya University..."

"No problem," Qing He Daoist said with a smile. "It’s been a long time since my martial brother Qing Ping and I have walked the Human World. We’ll just change our appearance."

As he spoke, the Daoist Robes on their bodies trembled and transformed into simple, old-fashioned long garments. Their faces, however, remained unchanged.

"This way, we won’t be too conspicuous walking around the city," Qing He Daoist added with a light laugh.

Seeing this, Lu Xuan nodded silently and said no more, simply flying toward the horizon with the two of them.

...

「New Calendar, Year 6823, August 9th.」

「Langya Province. The provincial capital, Langya City.」

As the capital of the entire province, Langya City surpassed Wutong City in every aspect, save for its economy, which was a slight step behind.

After all, the highest administrative body of Langya Province was located in Langya City. The city didn’t even have the position of mayor; its chief administrator was also the chief administrator for the entire province.

At the provincial level of administration, the Provincial Governor and the Governor were equal in status. The difference was that the former’s cultivation was slightly weaker, and they were often Confucian Scholars who prioritized governance skills.

The role of the Governor, on the other hand, was equivalent to the province’s highest military authority. The position usually had a head and a deputy, and anyone who could serve as a province’s Governor was an Earth Immortal at the Heaven Ascending Gate level.

The city was extremely prosperous and much larger than East Sea City. In the current era, with the world’s spiritual energy reviving and the Ancestor Star having expanded a hundredfold, Langya City’s population was in the hundreds of millions—more than the total population of many nations from the Old Calendar Era.

On a main road leading to Langya City, three people walked side-by-side. One was a young man who looked to be seventeen or eighteen, while the other two were middle-aged men who appeared to be in their thirties or forties.

"Mr. Lu."

Glancing at the cars, Hovercars, and other vehicles whizzing past them, Qing He said with a smile:

"Aren’t you going back to East Sea City?"

"I’ll go back eventually, of course," Lu Xuan said calmly. "But I have to go to the provincial capital first. The registration period for Langya University is on August fifteenth, and it’s already getting close."

Qing He Daoist nodded thoughtfully and remarked with a sigh:

"I heard a lot has happened in East Sea City... How are things now?"

"When I left, white mourning cloths were hanging in every street and alley, and memorial halls were everywhere."

Lu Xuan sighed softly.

"The world is full of suffering... Part of my reason for coming to the provincial capital was to investigate the Evil Cult. What I can access here will naturally be far more than in East Sea City."

"I see..." Qing He asked casually, "So, Mr. Lu, do you know anyone in the provincial capital?"

"Yes, but not entirely."

Lu Xuan gave a wry smile.

"You’ve met one of them—Uncle Wu, who was protecting me in my house that day. I also have two very close friends, Uncle Wu’s son, Wu Xiaoxu, and another named Xiaoyan... I’ll introduce you to them later."

He paused for a moment before adding:

"As for the others, I’m not sure if you could say I ’know’ them. People like Wang Zhiyao of the Langya Wang Family, the old master of the Zhong Family, Zhong Wuhe, and Chen Dao..."

"Oh?" Qing He Daoist was a bit puzzled. "You either know them or you don’t. What do you mean you’re ’not sure if you could say’ so...?"

The quiet and reserved Qing Ping, standing to the side, also cast a curious glance. Although he was a True Immortal, he had rarely walked the Red Dust, having always stayed in Guangcheng Palace. As a result, he seemed curious about everything.

Lu Xuan hesitated for a moment, then said a little sheepishly:

"Well, for certain reasons at the time, I put on an alternate identity... and forgot to take it off..."

Qing He and Qing Ping looked at each other in bewilderment. An alternate identity?

What in the world was that?

While they were chatting, another car sped past them, but it immediately slammed on its brakes and screeched to a halt beside the trio.

They stopped in their tracks and glanced over, puzzled.

Just then, the car window rolled down, revealing a bright and cheerful face. It was a young woman who didn’t look very old, and she spoke with a smile:

"Are you heading to the provincial capital? You’ve still got about twenty or thirty kilometers to go. Want a lift?"

The three of them looked at each other.

The girl seemed to be one of those people who warms up to strangers quickly, and she said generously:

"No need to be polite! It’s almost sunset. By the time you walk there, it’ll be completely dark. Come on, get in! It’ll be a squeeze in the back, but there’s room for three."

The young man in the passenger seat pouted and muttered:

"Sis, you’re really not afraid of anything, are you? Aren’t you worried they could be bad guys or something..."

Lu Xuan thought for a moment, then a polite smile appeared on his face.

"In that case, thank you very much."

"Don’t mention it, get in!"