The youth looked at Qin Mu and sighed.
“I never thought that so many top-tier Great Powers, after all their scheming to defeat the Divine Dragon and the fall of numerous experts, would eventually have their opportunity obtained by a young man. It truly makes one sigh.”
Back in the Ancient Era, the battle against the Divine Dragon involved almost 70% of all experts above the Tribulation Stage on the Heavenly Profound Continent. They directly shattered an entire continental region into a cluster of islands.
Even so, in the end, they paid a horrific price. Less than 30% survived; the rest all perished.
Hearing the youth’s words, everyone present—except for Qin Mu, who already knew everything beforehand—couldn’t help but show expressions of shock.
The Divine Dragon!
A legendary Primordial Being. Such an opportunity was right before their eyes.
One had to know that since the end of the Ancient Era, traces of these Primordial Beings had completely vanished. No one had been able to find any since.
Although records of Primordial Beings on the continent were scarce, they all revealed a common piece of information: Primordial Beings were incredibly mysterious and powerful. Even the Demon Clan, who dared to provoke anyone, had to think twice before facing one.
“If that’s the case, then why is Young Master Qin connected to our Gu Tribe?”
Chu Jiujiu asked.
Obtaining the Divine Dragon’s opportunity was indeed incredibly lucky, but what did that have to do with the Gu Tribe?
As far as she remembered, the Gu Tribe and the Divine Dragon didn’t seem to have any relationship.
Hearing this, the youth glanced at Chu Jiujiu, paused, and a look of admiration appeared in his eyes.
He said, “I didn’t expect our Gu Tribe to produce a genius as well.”
Chu Jiujiu’s talent was immediately clear to the youth at a glance. Throughout the entire history of the Gu Tribe, such talent was exceedingly rare.
The strength of the Gu Tribe’s High Priest had been declining with each generation, and their influence had greatly diminished. With Chu Jiujiu’s power, she might be able to restore it to its former glory.
As for Chu Jiujiu’s confusion, the youth explained,
“This may be related to the first Gu Insect. They say we were originally the first High Priest of the Gu Tribe—right, but also not right. The Gu Tribe wasn’t originally called the Gu Tribe. It only started being called that from our time. The earliest Gu Tribe was more about tamed Gu Insects, and that was connected to the Divine Dragon.”
Hearing this, the Divine Dragon, who had refused to respond no matter how Qin Mu called it earlier, finally spoke.
“Oh, oh. Now that you mention it, I have a faint memory. I recall a little worm that longed to be as free and unrestrained as us, to live as long as heaven and earth. I found it amusing, so I gave that little worm a drop of my Essence Blood.”
“Hey, isn’t this Divine Dragon Senior? Why didn’t you say a word when I called you just now?”
Faced with Qin Mu’s question, the Divine Dragon coughed a few times.
“Cough, cough. That’s because I thought someone here could really recognize me, but in the end, it was a false alarm.”
When Qin Mu approached the Slumber Ground, the Divine Dragon had sensed an aura from the Ancient Era. It hadn’t expected there to be a remnant from that time still in existence.
In the end, it realized it was worrying over nothing. This Remnant Soul’s strength was barely a tenth of its original—nothing to fear.
“So, is this what Lu Shuanger meant when she said it was related to celestial phenomena?”
Qin Mu had thought it was about some mission to save the world.
“Well, matters of fate, no one can really say. Even I can’t see through them clearly. Everything follows Causality. The cause I planted back then has now borne fruit in you.”
The youth looked at Qin Mu and smiled.
“Perhaps, little friend, your arrival at this time is fated.”
Then, he turned to Chu Jiujiu and said,
“Over these years, you must have sensed it too, right?”
Chu Jiujiu nodded.
“I used to think it was an illusion, but in the last few decades, the phenomenon has become increasingly obvious. It seems it’s not an illusion.”
What? What?
Listening to the exchange between the two, Qin Mu couldn’t understand a thing.
“Um!”
Qin Mu raised his hand and asked,
“What are you two Seniors talking about? Could you tell me?”
“Young Master Qin should know about the mist at the Periphery of Barbaric Wasteland.”
“Yeah, I do.”
“In the last few decades, the mist’s density has actually been decreasing. If this continues, within less than a hundred years, the mist will completely dissipate.”
“Disperse? Is that… a natural change?”
“Natural change? What’s that?”
Chu Jiujiu had never heard this term before.
“Ah! Well, it’s when things change according to certain rules—something like that. Hehe.”
Qin Mu scratched his head and laughed.
He had almost forgotten that this world didn’t have the concept of science. It wasn’t under the jurisdiction of Sir Newton and his ilk, so naturally, they wouldn’t understand the term.
“If it were as Young Master Qin says, that would be fine. But since the even more distant Ancient Era, the mist at the Periphery of Barbaric Wasteland has never dissipated. Logically, even if it were to disperse, it would take tens of thousands of years. Yet, at the current rate, it’s only been a few centuries since the signs were first detected.”
Chu Jiujiu sighed softly.
If it dissipated at this speed, it would likely cause a massive shock to the current Barbaric Wasteland.
“It’s not just the mist dissipating. The Lingqi in the Barbaric Wasteland region is also fading. If this continues, the Barbaric Wasteland will become a true wasteland.”
Lingqi is the foundation of life for all beings on the Heavenly Profound Continent. Without Lingqi, there can be no life.
In the Western Regions, although there were vast stretches of desert, there was still thin Lingqi and living beings.
“And the key figure who can change this future is you, Young Master Qin.”
With that, Chu Jiujiu stared at Qin Mu.
“Me?”
Qin Mu pointed at himself.
No way. He’d just thought he was getting excited over nothing, but the twist had come so quickly!
All of a sudden, the burden of countless lives in the Barbaric Wasteland had landed on his shoulders!
Counting the High Priest and the Six Great Elders, did the entire Gu Tribe—even the Barbaric Wasteland—rely on him?!
Wouldn’t he be appointed as some kind of elder after this was done?
Cough, off track.
“Exactly.”
The youth nodded.
“Little friend, you possess the Divine Dragon’s inheritance. One of the Divine Dragon’s abilities is to see the Spirit Veins of heaven and earth.”
“The problem with the Lingqi and mist in the Barbaric Wasteland is likely related to the Spirit Veins.”
“Spirit Veins? Aren’t those easy to find?”
If Spirit Veins were hard to find, then how did Qin Mu get his Ling Stones?
“No, no. I’m not talking about mineral veins of Ling Stones.”
The youth shook his head and continued,
“I’m referring to the invisible Spirit Veins buried deep in the earth, or in the sky, or in the water. They’re also called Dragon Veins, and they are the very foundation of the entire Heavenly Profound Continent.”
Dragon Veins!?
Hearing that term, Qin Mu’s DNA twitched. Good grief, he actually had such an earth-shattering ability!
“Divine Dragon Senior, why didn’t you tell me this!”
Qin Mu had nearly missed out on this super-incredible ability of his.
“Spirit Veins? Oh, you mean those things that nurture Lingqi, kid. Useless. Even though I can see them, it’s hard to meddle with them. Otherwise, I’d provoke the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao protects those things very tightly.”