Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1580: Chapter 976: Fate Calculation_2

“How else can it be handled? Kill him and be done with it!”

Yang Zhenshan said softly.

As his words fell, the Soul Suppressing Lock continued to tighten, crushing Wang Henglie’s divine soul until it shattered completely, his soul scattered.

The Soul Suppressing Lock and the Soul-locking Chain withdrew, and the body, bereft of its divine soul, fell; Yang Zhenshan waved his hand, tossing the corpse into the Spirit Origin Land.

Within the Spirit Origin Land, he already had people specially helping him process this harvest.

Magical treasures and such, Yang Zhenshan stored in his warehouse and would handle them later upon his return.

However, items like spiritual medicine and spirit trees must be planted quickly after returning to prevent them from withering.

As for those miscellaneous items, Yang Zhenshan simply sent them into the Spirit Origin Land, which needed a lot of manpower to identify their value and uses.

Wang Henglie’s corpse, naturally useful, carried many valuable items that Yang Zhenshan would not overlook.

Even corpses themselves hold great value.

Whether immortal cultivator or martial artist, their corpses contain rich spiritual power; after death, the spiritual power dissipates into spiritual energy, and the amount depends on their cultivation.

The spiritual energy dissipated from a Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivator’s corpse equals dozens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones, while from a Divine Soul Realm Martial Artist’s corpse, it can exceed a million.

However, this spiritual energy harbors some dead energy, which may breed some sinister entities if accumulated excessively.

If the quantity is small, handled appropriately, no aftermath remains.

Yang Zhenshan, fearing an impact on his public image, contemplated using these corpses as nutrients in Spirit Origin Land, saving Ziwei Tower the cost of spirit stones to replenish the spiritual energy.

…

The four cleaned the battlefield briefly and swiftly departed.

Shortly after their departure, two figures cloaked in black appeared atop the mountainside.

“Master, they’ve all fled!” Duan Qiankun observed the chaos below, speaking softly.

His master was naturally Zhang Mo, who previously cultivated him into a ghost soldier, but now they had become genuine mentor and disciple.

After orchestrating the disaster at Wuxiang Sect, Zhang Mo reaped considerable rewards, leaving Yunxiao Mountain Range satisfied with Duan Qiankun, returning to Unpredictable Ghost Sect.

Back at Unpredictable Ghost Sect, he unsurprisingly received rewards from higher-ups, then further cultivated within the sect for a few years, advancing to the Peak of Foundation Establishment.

Duan Qiankun also became his disciple, and under his cultivation, ascended significantly, reaching late-stage Foundation Establishment.

This time, the Sun Cave Heaven fell, and under the sect’s orders, they entered the cave.

Of course, their task wasn’t only to gather resources within the cave but also to collect materials for refining ghost soldiers.

Others targeted the resources within Sun Cave Heaven, but they targeted everything, including the immortal cultivators, demon cultivators, and ghost cultivators entering Sun Cave Heaven.

Zhang Mo gazed along the direction of Yang Zhenshan and the others’ departure, chuckled softly, “Don’t worry, we’ll meet again sooner or later.”

…

In the north of Sun Cave Heaven.

Amidst a desolate deep mountain.

Before the Master Cangji floats the Heavenly Mechanism Plate, radiating spiritual light.

Shouyi and six Heavenly Mechanism Envoys stood alert around, observing the surroundings vigilantly.

The Heavenly Mechanism Plate gently rotated, emitting sparkling rays; Master Cangji’s eyes were dark and deep, scanning those strands of stardust.

After a long time, the light on the Heavenly Mechanism Plate began to diminish.

Master Cangji, elated, murmured to himself, “Nine Tripod Divine Pill, there’s actually a Nine Tripod Divine Pill, and it’s still here now?”

He could hardly believe it, feeling as if dreaming.

That was the Nine Tripod Divine Pill.

The so-called Nine Tripod Divine Pill is a legendary elixir; he only read about it in an ancient book and never truly seen it. Apart from that book, he’s found no other records about the Nine Tripod Divine Pill.

The ancient book describes the Nine Tripod Divine Pill in one sentence: ‘When taken, the Divine Pill grants endless longevity, accompanied by the heavens and earth, riding clouds and dragons, seeing the sun and moon, and casting no shadow under the sun, manifesting another light.’

Endless longevity, accompanied by the heavens and earth, implies immortality.

Not casting a shadow under the sun, manifesting another light, roughly means not being bound by the Heaven and Earth Great Dao, somewhat akin to transcending the Five Elements.

However, Master Cangji only witnessed this description, unable to ascertain its truth.

In Ancient Times, divine pills and miraculous medicines were countless, rumors even claimed a Nine Revolutions Divine Pill could allow one to ascend instantly.

Yet these remain legends; such extraordinary elixirs no longer exist in the Immortal Cultivation World today. Whether third-tier or fourth-order elixirs primarily aid cultivation, they might have fate-changing effects on low-level cultivators but can’t bestow immortality or providence instantly.

Though Master Cangji couldn’t ascertain the Nine Tripod Divine Pill’s effects, it didn’t hinder his longing for it.

In his view, this was his celestial fate.

“Heavenly mechanism calculation!”

Master Cangji formed a spell, deducing the ordained one for the Nine Tripod Divine Pill.

The so-called ordained one is Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion’s terminology, referring to the future recipient of a chance, the bestowed fate.

Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion reveres fate, yet disbelieves it most.

Destiny, like a game of chess, has fixed moves; however, variances within it can be manipulated to alter destiny!

Fate is constant; human hearts are variable; using constancy as a base, variability as a pivot, they can change fate!

What they truly believe in is knowing fate while striving for human endeavor.

Thus, they think the so-called bestowed fate can be altered; the ordained one can be eliminated, and the ordained one’s fortune can be seized.

Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion establishes sub-pavilions everywhere to find the ordained ones and seize their fortunes.

Master Cangji, having deduced the Nine Tripod Divine Pill, naturally seeks its ordained one.

But as he calculated, his expression grew worse.

“Why can’t it be deduced?”

“No! Even if accurate information about the ordained one can’t be obtained, some ambiguous information should emerge, why isn’t there any?”

“Could someone be concealing their heavenly mechanism?”

Master Cangji, unwilling to yield, calculated twice more, yet received no information, as if the Nine Tripod Divine Pill had no ordained one.

However, he previously deduced the Nine Tripod Divine Pill would emerge soon and possess a rightful owner.

This contradictory outcome left him deeply irked.

Master Cangji ceased calculations, eyes immersed in pitch-black darkness, “No matter who, this celestial fate belongs to me!”

Now he regarded the Nine Tripod Divine Pill as his, unwilling to allow any interference.

…

The night sky of Sun Cave Heaven resembles an Immortal Palace falling to the world, the celestial tapestry brilliantly dyed, enchanting all who gaze.

The night sky cleansed like azure satin, indigo backdrop overlaid by golden gauze-like flowing lights, the jade plate rose in the southeast, draped in soft gauze-like cloud veil, edges tinged with faint crimson, its pure glow flowing to dye the surrounding mist into glaze hues, akin to Guanghan Palace’s jade slivers drifting down, within reach.

Stars scattered like crushed diamonds embellishing jade, not limited to blue-white colors; star clouds floating, purple mist and blue smoke woven, akin to a weaver’s throw of shuttle, twisting shattered strands of the Milky Way into a brocade. Hues spread forth like spring waters mingling gold, summer dew freezing green, autumn frost tempering purple, winter snow blending blue, all the seasonal lights converging onto this evening’s sky.

All this is caused by spatial distortion from the collision and compression between the cave and the main world, rendering the cave’s space warped and peculiar. Additionally, the originally stable spiritual energy cycle system was disrupted, resulting in myriad strange phenomena throughout the cave.

Just as now, in the mountains where Yang Zhenshan and his group resided, a rain of fire started to fall from the sky.

Yes, a rain of fire.

Fiery raindrops fell, transforming into clusters of flames, and within moments, vast stretches of forest became a sea of fire.

Yang Zhenshan and the others could only erect protective barriers, swiftly flying to escape the inferno.