A voice suddenly rang out:

    “Welcome, new member of the Tower of Tarot.”

    Shen Ye turned his head and looked.

    He saw a short-haired beauty standing in mid-air, holding a black book.

    “You are?” Shen Ye asked.

    “I am Hui, on duty today – I am a member of the Tower of Tarot and an acquaintance of your teacher,” the short-haired beauty said.

    She landed and stood in front of Shen Ye, a smile on her lips:

    “You fought a battle with a servant of the evil god and won.”

    “Before that, you assisted Sword Maiden in uncovering the true identity of the Lord of Wailing Purgatory and her purpose.”

    “You also personally killed the evil god’s vessel: Song Qingyun.”

    “With these three achievements, your recommender, Xu Xingke, submitted an application, suggesting to absorb you as an apprentice member.”

    “It passed unanimously.”

    “So now is your moment.”

    Shen Ye slowly digested everything the other person said.

    Sword Maiden?

    Tsk.

    That sounds better than my Songstress.

    It should be the woman who uses flying swords. She told me not to move for now and that she was going to investigate the Lord of Wailing Purgatory.

    So, this matter also counts as my involvement?

    What this woman said were all relatively hidden matters.

    Teacher should also be nearby.

    I shouldn’t be deceived, right?

    “Excuse me – what do you mean by ‘my moment’?” Shen Ye asked.

    The woman named Hui said:

    “The Tower of Tarot is a tower whose origin is unknown. By becoming its member, it will guide you once.”

    “For others, this is a rare opportunity; for you, it is even more unique -”

    “Because the Hun Tian Sect has completely disappeared into history.”

    “The Tower of Tarot can fully understand the inheritance of the Hun Tian Sect, find the appropriate time and space, let you appear in the right place, and receive appropriate guidance.”

    “- There will be no deviation, it will definitely bring you benefits and prevent you from going astray.”

    “This is the mighty power of the Tower of Tarot!”

    Shen Ye’s heart skipped a beat as he listened.

    This is good!

    To find the inheritance of a sect, one usually has to delve deep into ancient tombs.

    Humans only have a superficial understanding of ancient tombs.

    For countless years, although humans have built Xirang and world museums on top of ancient tombs, they still don’t know what lies deep within them.

    It takes great effort and peril to venture into an ancient tomb to possibly obtain relics left behind by a sect.

    But now –

    The Tower of Tarot can guide him hand in hand!

    “What should I do? I’m actually very eager to receive some guidance on sect skills.”

    Shen Ye quickly asked.

    Hui held up the black book and smiled, “Place your card on this book.”

    “Okay.”

    Shen Ye pulled out the card, only to see a small line of text already displayed on it:

    “You have met a formal member of the Tower of Tarot!”

    “Activating the power of the Tower of Tarot.”

    “Please place the card.”

    Just as expected, let’s try it!

    Shen Ye placed the card on the black book.

    In an instant.

    Everything around him disappeared.

    Inside a brightly lit Taoist temple.

    An old man in a Taoist robe was lecturing, and countless cultivators below listened reverently with clasped hands.

    The old man suddenly said:

    “A guest has arrived, go and welcome him in.”

    Two young Taoist boys immediately rose, walked through the main hall, and came to the door, pushing it open.

    As if in a dream, Shen Ye was welcomed in and stood in the center of the main hall.

    “So it’s a descendant of my sect. What brings you from the endless future to this place?”

    The white-haired old Taoist asked.

    Shen Ye didn’t know where to start, yet felt his chest full of words to say.

    He took a deep breath, bowed, and then said:

    “…In my era, I am the last descendant of the Hun Tian Sect. I’ve only received the inheritance, but have never met any fellow disciples, nor have I anyone to practice sect techniques with. I don’t know where this path leads.”

    As he spoke, those in the high seats all looked bewildered and dazed, seemingly losing awareness of everything around them.

    Only the white-haired old Taoist listened intently.

    “Alas, how lamentable.”

    The white-haired old Taoist sighed:

    “So, my Hun Tian Sect also had a day when it declined. This is the natural law of rise and fall for all things, and one cannot be careless in the slightest.”

    “Child, step forward and let me see.”

    “Yes.” Shen Ye took a few steps forward.

    Suddenly.

    A jade token flew out of his ring and landed in the white-haired elder’s hand.

    On the front of the jade token was carved a grand gate, with countless stars and a moon outside the gate; on the back were the small characters “Hun Tian, Shen Ye.”

    This was the Hun Tian Sect’s token that Shen Ye obtained after defeating the human effigy in the examination.

    The white-haired elder caressed the jade token with his hand and said with contentment:

    “This jade token is real.”

    “Your soul is unique, and your abilities are a rare world-linking type. Most importantly, you have obtained the true lineage of my Hun Tian Sect.”

    “Eating an overlord’s meal is a minor matter; in the future, be more generous as a person;”

    “Hmm… having survived great misfortune and even selling matches, it seems you’ve endured hardship. Your life shouldn’t end here.”

    “Wait, you even sing?”

    “Likes to find fun… This will damage your image.”

    “However—”

    “Becoming a true disciple at merely a dozen years old, and cultivating the Frost Moon Tremor to the first level of the Dharma Realm—”

    The old man’s words carried a surge of emotion, each word strong and resonant:

    “If you possess this true lineage, how can my Hun Tian Sect perish from the world?”

    It was Shen Ye’s turn to be surprised.

    “True lineage? You mean, what I have now is not the true lineage?”

    He quickly asked.

    “How did you acquire your sect skills?” the white-haired old Taoist asked.

    “I passed the trial, and then there was a memory brought by the sect token,” Shen Ye said, spreading his hands.

    The white-haired elder said earnestly:

    “You’re an external disciple who got his night-school correspondence diploma.”

    Shen Ye: “…”

    If you say outer disciple, I can understand.

    If you say odd jobs, I also get it.

    —But adding night school correspondence is just too much!

    “But I obtained the identity of a true disciple… Is there no way to get a more advanced inheritance?” Shen Ye asked.

    The white-haired old Taoist sighed deeply, rose from the Dharma seat, and paced towards Shen Ye:

    “In our era, the sect was flourishing, so one less true inheritance didn’t matter much.”

    “However, in your era of the decline of magic, you are the only one struggling to survive.”

    “So be it, I shall impart it to you!”

    The white-haired old Taoist pointed his fingers like a knife, lightly touching Shen Ye’s brow.

    Shen Ye only felt that he didn’t even have time to dodge before a vast energy circulated through his body.

    Immediately after, a dual dragon Dharma Aspect appeared behind him.

    That energy flew into the Dharma Aspect, transforming into a bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

    With this moonlight, the dragons and the dragon pearl gained an indescribable charm.

    Within the ethereal mist behind the two dragons, a palace was faintly visible, radiating a majestic and solemn aura.

    A thought involuntarily arose in Shen Ye’s mind.

    —This is the true Dharma Aspect of the Hun Tian Sect!

    The white-haired old Taoist said in a deep voice:

    “I have cleared all the celestial pathways in your body, unlocked all constraints, and imparted to you the ultimate secret Dharma aspect of the Hun Tian True Moon. This is an exclusive Dharma aspect of the Sect Master, and today it has been entrusted to you.”

    “From now on, when you comprehend and cultivate the Frost Moon Tremor, and all other Hun Tian sect techniques, you can draw upon the stars without any hindrance, directly reaching the ninth realm of the Dharma Realm!”

    “—And one more item is entrusted to you.”

    “Go back now.”

    “True Disciple Shen Ye, at the end of the world, our sect will rely on you to fully face the calamity!”

    In an instant.

    Shen Ye disappeared from the Taoist temple.

    Everything quietly returned to normal.

    In the Taoist temple.

    Everyone suddenly woke up, all looking up at the white-haired old Taoist.

    Several middle-aged Taoists exchanged glances, rose, walked to the white-haired old Taoist, knelt and bowed:

    “Sect Master, today you did not lecture on the Great Dao, but instead left your Dharma seat and stood in the hall—”

    “Is it that we handled things improperly, or made a mistake?”

    “No,” said the white-haired old Taoist.

    He turned around, walked back step by step, sat down on the high seat, and said:

    “Today is a joyous day. Another true disciple has been added to our sect.”

    The crowd immediately started murmuring.

    Suddenly.

    An old man with white hair and a youthful face in the front row stood up and bowed, saying:

    “The Hun Tian true transmission, its life is as long as heaven, everlasting and indestructible.”

    “May I ask Master, which disciple has gained your recognition and received this true transmission?”

    The white-haired old Taoist shook his head and said:

    “I possess a true method, an external inheritance, to preserve a spark for the sect. It is not something you all can receive, so there is no need to ask further.”

    For a moment, everyone looked at each other in dismay.

    A moment later.

    The world shook.

    On the other side.

    On the mountaintop.

    Shen Ye suddenly opened his eyes.

    The woman named Hui was still standing opposite him, holding the black-covered book.

    “I just—”

    Shen Ye hesitated.

    “The Tower of Tarot presented you with an opportunity. What have you gained?” Hui asked with a smile.

    Just as Shen Ye was about to speak, he suddenly realized he was holding an object.

    It was a book.

    Indeed, after the white-haired old Taoist imparted the “Ultimate Secret Dharma Aspect of the Hun Tian True Moon” to him, he also entrusted something else to him.

    Could it be this book?

    Shen Ye subconsciously opened the book.

    On the first page, it read “Sect Master’s Manual,” and all subsequent pages were blank until he opened them, where lines of small text slowly appeared:

    “The weather is sunny today.”

    “Suitable for surfing, suitable for practicing, suitable for dating.”

    “Not suitable for showing off.”

    “—Please practice the Thunder Quake Palm technique three thousand times, and you can raise it to the second level of the Dharma Realm.”

    “Keep it up, new generation Hun Tian Sect Master!”

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