Chapter 13: Xuanyuan Ancestral Master Painting
“Xuanli Old Taoist, quickly, prepare yourselves, a great event is about to happen and it will benefit your Xuanyuan Sect.”
Xizi gasped as he continuously knocked on the door of the Xuanyuan Sect, his voice resonating loudly.
“Coming, coming, Xizi, stop knocking, you’ll break my door,” Xuanli Old Taoist, though advanced in age, was still in good physical shape.
Opening the door, Xuanli Old Taoist, somewhat helplessly, said to the slender Xizi, “I say, Xizi, aren’t you selling vegetables at the market? Why come here to freeload a meal, just when I was about to eat.”
“No, no, Xuanli Old Taoist, there is an Immortal,” Xizi quickly interrupted Xuanli Old Taoist and proceeded to recount his encounter at the Xuande Temple to him.
Xuanli Old Taoist looked at Xizi skeptically, “I say, Xizi, are you trying to trick me for some food? How could such a figure come to my desolate little sect?”
This Xuanyuan Sect had long been in decline, and its heritage had been lost for many years, possibly even in his generation.
As the Sect Leader, Xuanli Old Taoist was now seventy-three years old, older than the previous temple priest, and with no incense offerings, his days were getting harder with each passing day, unable to attract disciples at all.
Even if he could, Xuanli Old Taoist had no intention to accept them; he couldn’t delay their progress.
Those young people, even if they went out to sell their labor, had more prospects than becoming his disciples, let alone inheriting his legacy.
Xuanli Old Taoist had also figured it out; it was just a portrait of the Ancestral Master. At worst, he could just follow him into the coffin and sort it out after death.
“Why would I trick you, alright, you don’t believe me, people are coming right behind you, they will tell you,” Xizi said somewhat helplessly.
Xuanli Old Taoist turned around to look, indeed, several people were running over, panting heavily.
“Congratulations, Old Taoist, congratulations, get prepared, the Immortal is about to arrive immediately. You don’t know, the statue of Xuande Great Saint in the Xuande Temple was said by that Immortal to lack spirituality and have no divinity inside; the old temple priest almost fainted because of it.”
“That’s right, if your Ancestral Master had spirituality, it would be a major blessing.”
“Yes, yes.”
The group of people crowded around, chattering, which left Xuanli Old Taoist somewhat perplexed. While Xizi might be trying to deceive him, it was unlikely for so many people to collude in deceiving him.
“Alright, alright, all of you wait in the courtyard for a moment; I’ll freshen up,” Xuanli Old Taoist felt a sense of joy, regardless of whether this was true or false, it was better to be prepared before making a decision.
If it was a lie, there was nothing to deceive about in his rundown sect, but if true, he could make some incense money to make ends meet.
Chen Xiyi sat in a wooden sedan chair, looking at the densely packed white dots on his map, each white dot representing a person.
Of course, apart from the white dots, there was a green dot representing Wu Xiu.
“Among so many people, how come not even one could become my friend? Why is that?”
“Is it because they all have utilitarian thoughts towards me?”
Chen Xiyi recalled the process of becoming friends with Wu Xiu; he saved him from the hungry wolf, seemingly due to the favor of saving his life, he became his friend.
Surrounding the common people, although respectful towards him, Chen Xiyi could be certain of one thing; they were more driven by self-interest when it came to him.
Because he has established himself as immortal, they do this to seek benefits from him, rather than genuinely taking him as a belief.
‘So, I must be aloof. If I help one person, others will definitely ask as well. It is not about a lack of help, but about unequal help. Once I cannot satisfy everyone, the consequences will be severe, and I may even become a wanted criminal.’
‘For now, I can only rely on deception. Only when I have real skills and not just an empty facade will I be qualified to play tricks further.’
Chen Xiyi’s positioning is clear to himself. Unless he gains some immortal cultivation module or magic module, he cannot achieve immortal-like means solely relying on the home game system. Perhaps only the historical spiritual module can help him.
“A blue dot?”
On the map, Chen Xiyi suddenly spotted a bright blue dot standing among a cluster of white dots.
‘Unfortunately, the map only uses lights to represent, so I can’t know names. But why are they not moving? Are they sleeping?’ Chen Xiyi was puzzled.
“Immortal, we have reached Xuanyuan Sect,” Wu Xiu suddenly spoke from outside the sedan.
This made Chen Xiyi’s expression involuntarily tense.
He looked at the blue dot on the map, intending to come back next time to see it, but unexpectedly, it was inside this Xuanyuan Sect.
Perfect, since it happened, he decided to go and see what this blue dot really was.
Without saying a word, Chen Xiyi got off the sedan. He saw that the entire Xuanyuan Sect was surrounded inside and out, densely packed with people.
There were also many people wearing long knives around their waists, dressed in constable attire maintaining order.
Not far away, a simple old Taoist forcibly stood at the gate, looking somewhat nervous.
The scene was too imposing, he couldn’t bear it at all, beads of sweat even dripped down his forehead, especially when a strange man like a stone came down from the sedan, making him even more nervous.
Chen Xiyi glanced around. There seemed to be even more people, but he didn’t care.
He walked towards the old Taoist, switching outfits and transforming during the process, a good opportunity for publicity.
Most importantly, he saw the blue dot was in the house behind the old Taoist. But he was sure there was no one inside the house, so what exactly was this blue dot? Xuanli Old Taoist looked increasingly nervous, especially when the other side changed from a stone man to an immortal-like demeanor, he immediately regarded it as a god, how could he not be nervous.
“Let’s go in and see your Master Xuanyuan.” Chen Xiyi sidestepped Xuanli Old Taoist and casually said.
Xuanli Old Taoist woke up from his daze and hurriedly followed Chen Xiyi into the house: “Yes, Immortal.”
Wu Xiu also followed in, but after he entered, he cleverly closed the door. This made the people outside quite annoyed – once you’ve gone in, why close the door.
Chen Xiyi looked at a painting of Master Xuanyuan on the wall, the blue light flashing on the map was precisely this painting.
【Possessing historical legacy item: Master Xuanyuan Painting】
On the scroll, there was floating data similar to an NPC nickname, which explained that this was exactly what Chen Xiyi needed, an item that could spiritualize.
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