Chapter 9 Time Prisoner
by MachineSamurai9124“You don’t know?” His tone was strange. “The Cultivation Technique you possess can only be practiced by the Taixu Sect Sect Master. Since you are the Sect Master, how can you not be a Disciple of the Holy Land?”
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So that’s how it is.
Qin Wu suddenly understood, and he said helplessly, “You misunderstood, Senior. I am an exception.”
“Then there’s no need to worry,” the man shook his head. “You will definitely be taken away by the Holy Land. However, if the person who taught you the Cultivation Technique is not yet dead, there is one thing you need to pay attention to.”
He looked up at Qin Wu’s eyes, opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, but after careful consideration, he still told him, “No matter how high your cultivation becomes in the future, you might be controlled by him. Whether you are willing to continue cultivating this Cultivation Technique is entirely up to you.”
“How is that possible?!” Qin Wu suddenly stood up, his heart filled with shock and doubt.
He didn’t know this setting at all.
Was it something the plot didn’t mention, or a mutation caused by the game invading reality?
But he quickly calmed down after a second thought.
The person who taught him the Cultivation Technique was the Senior Brother, who had already been completely assimilated into a monster and had not Cultivated the Ten Directions Taixu Sacred Method. This point shouldn’t be a concern.
The man didn’t care whether Qin Wu believed him or not. He merely stated what he knew. Whether to believe it was entirely up to Qin Wu’s thoughts. “If there is nothing else, you may leave now.”
“I naturally believe you, Senior. I was just too shocked to hear this news.”
Qin Wu quickly sat down and tried to smooth things over. After a moment of silence in the air, he couldn’t help but ask, “May I know how you, Senior, actually select people?”
“Of course, you may.”
The man’s expression remained the same. Disciples who often underwent assessments asked him this question, whether out of curiosity or indignation at the results. He was long used to it.
“I can roam freely in the River of Time, so I don’t need to know how high your talent is, nor how resolute your character is. I only need to travel to the distant future to see your achievements.”
“However, once you become a Disciple of the Holy Land and are protected by a Dao Artifact, I will never be able to see your future again.”
After thinking for a moment, he added one more sentence, “But the future is not set in stone either. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be the saying that man can conquer fate.”
Qin Wu looked at him with shock. He actually possessed such an ability!
No wonder the Taixu Holy Land could become the number one major power. With someone like this, how could they miss out on a Genius?
“You don’t need to look at me like that. Every ability that exceeds the standard comes with a price,” the man gave a bitter smile. “I have long been lost in the River of Time. Do you happen to know what time it is outside now?”
Qin Wu subconsciously looked at the game panel, then looked up, gazing at the man’s face. After a long while, he laughed, “It is now… the eleventh day of the fifth month in the nineteenth year of the Immortal Calendar.”
The man’s lips suddenly curved upwards, then quickly flattened. “Thank you for telling me. I suppose I have no regrets now.”
“I’m glad I could help you, Senior.”
Everyone walked past the man once. Regardless of whether the result was satisfactory or not, it was already settled.
They emerged through the rift one by one.
Seeing Qing Xuanzi again after more than half an hour, Qin Wu looked at the message that had just popped up on the game panel, and his expression instantly turned grim.
【You have activated the quest: The Inquiry of the Time Prisoner】
【The Space-Time Rift is a special existence. It was captured by the Taixu Holy Land, which sent a prisoner into it. Through this, he can see the past and future of others but can never leave the Space-Time Rift.】
【Please inform the Time Prisoner of the true time node and rescue him.】
【Reward: Replace the identity of the Time Prisoner】
Seeing the reward, Qin Wu sneered.
Who would want to replace him and be trapped in the rift forever? This was not a reward; it was clearly a punishment.
“Those who passed the assessment, stand in front of me,” Qing Xuanzi’s cold voice sounded beside his ear. “As for the rest, you may return.”
Qin Wu instantly cast the matter aside and strode forward.
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Inside the rift.
The man was still sitting behind the mahogany table, but the corners of his mouth were gradually curving upwards wildly, almost reaching the back of his ears. He laughed maniacally, “Finally! I finally know the correct time!”
At this moment, he looked like a madman. After a long while, the frantic laughter gradually disappeared. He quieted down, his eyes wide open and unblinking, gradually filling with red blood vessels.
“Found it, I found it!”
The man flipped the table and violently charged towards the rift. “Hahahaha! I’m going to be free!”
Piercing through the thin film of the rift, he arrived at the main peak of the Taixu Sect, only to find a black sun hanging high in the sky, with countless Cultivators flying in the air, forming sword arrays and defending against the erosion of the black mist.
The Sect’s defensive grand array had long been broken, and the dense black mist surged in. The seven subsidiary peaks quickly fell, and only the main peak was struggling desperately.
“Kill, kill, kill! Kill all these monsters!”
“Senior Brother, be careful!”
“Master, we can’t hold on anymore, the defense line is about to be breached!”
“Hold on a little longer, support from the Holy Land will arrive soon!”
“…”
The Taixu Sect’s sword array was known as the number one killing array, yet it still couldn’t stop the monsters in the black mist. Everyone was already numb from fighting, only mechanically waving their long swords.
Senior Brothers beside them kept falling, but there was no time for grief. The main peak was littered with the corpses of Disciples, the ground was dyed dark red, and a foul, bloody stench permeated the air.
The number of people in the grand array kept decreasing, and the sword array began to shake precariously. A node was almost breached, but at the critical moment, the Senior Brother manifested a Clone to fill the gap.
The man watched this tragic scene, his fingers trembling involuntarily. Another person in the sword array perished and fell from the sky, landing right at his feet. Blood splashed onto his shoes, and the man trembled even more violently.
He knew what period this was.
The black mist descended, the Sect was breached—this was the day the Taixu Sect fell!
Damn it! Damn it!
Why was it at this time!?
The man quickly turned around, intending to rush towards the rift.
But because the Taixu Sect could not be taken down for a long time, as if losing patience, the black mist surged madly, and an ineffable existence flickered in the mist.
“Be careful!”
The Sect Master immediately blocked in front of the Disciples and met the threat head-on, but an extremely ugly black tentacle struck out from the black mist, piercing him directly, not even giving him a chance to attack.
“Master…!!”
The Sect Master bled profusely, and the Senior Brother quickly flew towards him, catching his body.
“Don’t… can’t fight them, flee… run quickly…”
Countless black tentacles surged out of the black mist, ravaging the main peak. The sword array was torn apart like paper, and the Disciples watched in despair as they were swallowed by the black mist.
A giant black face materialized above the sky, pressing down on the Taixu Sect with immense pressure.
Looking at the already fallen main peak, a trace of confusion surfaced in the Senior Brother’s heart.
“Hahaha!” The Senior Brother let out a mournful laugh, holding the Sect Master’s corpse, his sword tip pointing directly at the human face, shouting hoarsely, “Come and fight!”
All this happened extremely quickly. The man barely reached the rift and was about to charge in when he sensed his aura. Four or five tentacles swiftly struck out, instantly pinning him to the wall inside the rift.
“Aaaah!”
“You lied to me! You lied to me again!” The man roared madly. “Damn it, all of you deserve to die!”
“Taixu Holy Land! Taixu Holy Land! May you all die a terrible death, may you all die a terrible death!”
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