I Just Want to Cultivate Quietly and Farm

Chapter 540: Chapter 302: Celestial Secret Retribution

Painting Realm Treasure Mansion, inside the Artifact Refining Room.

The Artifact Refining Room is circular, with a diameter of a hundred meters, vast and grand. The walls, white as jade, are inlaid with countless Spiritual Ores, glowing and dimming intermittently as if breathing, exhaling a massive amount of Spiritual Power.

Li Mu sat cross-legged on the Artifact Refining Platform made of white Spirit Stones, his hands forming a spell. In front of him, a purple-gold Celestial Fire Refining Furnace took shape,

At this moment, the space around the Celestial Fire Refining Furnace seemed to solidify, the celestial fire within the furnace coming to a halt, as a small jade-green turtle radiated a special Spirit Charm, crawling out of the Celestial Fire Refining Furnace.

The Time Fortune Spirit Turtle, an ultimate treasure of time divination, after being re-refined with a vast amount of Time Spiritual Materials, regained a trace of its original Spiritual Energy. The originally grey Turtle Shell now emanated a faint green light, the previously lifeless eyes became bright and full of spirit. With a stroke of its limbs in the void, it flew swiftly towards Li Mu.

Li Mu hurriedly halted his spell, a look of joy on his face, reaching out to hold up the Time Fortune Spirit Turtle.

However, just at that moment, an invisible, divine power suddenly appeared out of nowhere, striking heavily on the Time Fortune Spirit Turtle.

The Time Fortune Spirit Turtle stumbled in mid-air and fell directly into Li Mu’s arms.

”What happened?” Li Mu was startled, quickly catching the Time Fortune Spirit Turtle and looking at it in puzzlement.

The spirit of the Time Fortune Spirit Turtle, with its bright eyes, showed a look of grievance, making eye contact with Li Mu. The white turtle shell, which had been repaired, cracked open with a new fissure, and the newly restored Spiritual Energy once again suffered a severe blow, looking lifeless and dejected.

Li Mu was stunned, unable to understand what had happened. The Time Fortune Spirit Turtle had clearly been re-refined by him and had regained its Spiritual Energy. Why did it suddenly encounter a problem again?

As if having suffered a major blow, what exactly happened?

Li Mu lowered his head to look at the Time Fortune Spirit Turtle in his arms, investing his Divine Sense to sense the state of the spirit.

After a brief exchange with the spirit of the Time Fortune Spirit Turtle, Li Mu immediately understood the reason.

Just now, someone had performed Celestial Secret Inference on him. This power of inference was vast and boundless, seemingly able to perceive everything. As a divination spiritual treasure, the Time Fortune Spirit Turtle naturally sensed the existence of this power immediately.

The spirit of the Time Fortune Spirit Turtle inherently possessed the ability to protect its owner. It attempted to resist this power of inference using its own power of Cause and Effect, shielding its owner from celestial secrets.

The Time Fortune Spirit Turtle indeed shielded Li Mu from celestial secrets, however, the power of inference was incredibly strong. The Time Fortune Spirit Turtle exhausted its utmost effort to resist, ultimately fighting against the opposing force, suffering the Celestial Secret Retribution, which not only caused the previously repaired injuries not to improve but also added new wounds to the old ones.

Having learned of this situation, Li Mu didn’t need much thought to roughly guess who was inferring about him. It should be the Ji family without a doubt. Luckily, the Time Fortune Spirit Turtle had just regained its Spiritual Energy, helping him withstand this inference.

Looking at the Time Fortune Spirit Turtle, this spirit treasure of misfortune, a strong feeling of guilt surged in Li Mu’s heart.

He had not anticipated that the Ji family would use such a method to calculate him. Fortunately, the Time Fortune Spirit Turtle helped him avert this crisis.

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Central State Spirit Realm, Celestial Secret Pavilion.

On the top floor of the Celestial Secret Pavilion, inside a quiet and mysterious secret chamber, the air is filled with a faint scent of sandalwood. In the center, an elderly white-haired man sat with eyes closed, concentrating and connecting with the Celestial Secret Mirror, inferring celestial secrets.

The old man wore a white long robe embroidered with complex runes. His complexion was ruddy, and his eyes were focused on the Celestial Secret Mirror in front of him. The Celestial Secret Mirror glowed with Spirit Light, exuding a strange, mystical aura. The mirror surface was filled with mist, and some blurry images visible only to the elder gradually became clearer.

However, at this moment, a green Spirit Turtle suddenly barged into the mirror, opening its mouth and biting, triggering a powerful rebound force.

The elder trembled suddenly, as if an invisible force surged from all around, rushing into his body. He felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if pricked by needles, the pain was almost unbearable.

”Poof!” The elder could no longer hold it in and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, the crimson blood falling onto the Celestial Secret Mirror like blooming flowers, diffusing a strong bloody scent.

The elder’s body became weak instantly, covered in cold sweat, his complexion as pale as chalk, as if he had suddenly suffered a severe injury. His previously robust body became extremely frail in an instant.

”Fellow Daoist Tianji, what happened to you!” Ji Wuheng exclaimed in shock. He had been guarding the elder all along, and upon seeing this scene, he was taken aback.

The elder did not reply to him, he just widened his eyes, looking at Ji Wuheng, angrily saying, ”Ji, you have ruined me this time, I’ve lost two hundred years of life!”

Ji Wuheng was stunned, completely unexpected that the elder would say such a thing. He stammered, ”Fellow Daoist Tianji, what do you mean? Did you infer something?”

The elder did not answer his question, instead, he sighed heavily, regretfully saying, ”It’s all my fault for a moment of greed, to please your Ji family, I didn’t follow the strict rules of the Celestial Secret Pavilion, prohibiting any inference on young talents with Human Dragon aptitude.”

”Human Dragon Form?” Ji Wuheng’s heart stirred. This term, he had seen in ancient texts, referred to those with astonishing talents and exceptional luck. These outstanding Human Dragons could possibly be Children of the Heavenly Dao, with innate great fortune, often emerging when the Human Race was in crisis, leading it through peril.