Cultivation: Fortune by Lots-Chapter 332 - 199. Again seeing an extremely auspicious sign_4
Lei Jun reined in his thoughts, shifting his attention back to his current lot.
The best lot, but only valid after midnight on August fifteenth and before sunrise.
This trip to the Southern Wilderness, he still had to get in touch with Master Yuan Mobai as soon as possible, so they could confirm the itinerary together.
After making some preparations, Lei Jun reported to Tang Xiaotang, Yao Yuan, and Shangguan Ning that he would be leaving the mountain for a while.
Just like last time, he never revealed his exact destination—only by doing so could he guard against any accidents, in case an enemy tried to intercept him on the road.
Keeping his whereabouts secret was often more effective than many defensive measures.
Lei Jun handed over the Edict Hall to a few talisman-instructed disciples for temporary duty, then greeted his junior brother Chu Kun, and headed down from Dragon Tiger Mountain.
Lei Jun concealed his traces along the way, traveling low-key toward the Southern Wilderness.
Crossing the Great Southern Mountain range, Lei Jun revisited familiar places, feeling somewhat emotional.
*Back then, when he used the worst lot here to pit the Jinzhou Ye Clan and the people of Golden City Stronghold, he had never expected this place to be hiding Wei Ancheng, the Lord of Blood River who had already reached the Ninth Heavenly Layer.*
*And after Wei Ancheng left seclusion, he unleashed a bloody storm that swept through everything.*
The good news was, the Blood River Sect was now at war with Yintuo Mountain, and the spotlight had moved far from the lower reaches of the Yu River.
The bad news was, the situation was volatile—it was impossible to know when the fight might spill over to the Yu River basin.
Lei Jun shook his head slightly and continued on his way.
On the night of August tenth, Lei Jun arrived at the banks of the lower Yu River.
Time-wise, he was still pretty early.
But Lei Jun found that he had temporarily lost contact with Yuan Mobai.
Lei Jun frowned, lifting his gaze toward the mountain peaks across the river.
That was the very Ox Soul Mountain mentioned in the lot.
According to the lot’s description, it should be specifically pinpointing the midnight before and after August fourteenth and the early hours of the fifteenth.
Getting there early was no problem.
Still, it was only August tenth now, so he couldn’t be completely confident.
Besides using his Wind-Thunder Talisman to take on the shape of Night Wind, Lei Jun also pulled out the Teng Snake Bone.
The bone chain wrapped around his arm, making his presence even more hidden, as if he had vanished from the world.
Lei Jun grabbed his Breathing Soil Banner, checked that everything was set, then crossed the river toward Ox Soul Mountain on the far bank.
Both banks of the river weren’t exactly peaceful.
Ox Soul Ravine and Rain Ravine both had people patrolling back and forth, clearly keeping watch on each other—it was downright tense.
Lei Jun raised his brows at the scene.
He’d heard the rumors: Samsara Abyss and Gepo Mountain, two great sacred lands, had supposedly reached an agreement and finally decided to set aside their grudges to support Yintuo Mountain in resisting the Blood River Sect.
But over here at the Yu River, *everyone looked worried about trouble erupting behind their backs.*
Lei Jun moved silently, keeping a low profile as he neared Ox Soul Mountain, only to discover that in addition to the sorcerers from Samsara Abyss, there were also Taoist disciples here.
Successors from the Mount Shu Sect, the external alchemy sacred land.
A middle-aged woman and a young woman, seemingly master and apprentice.
Lei Jun recalled: *at the ceremony when Little Senior Sister Tang Xiaotang had taken up the position of Celestial Master, He Dongxing, Ye Dongming, and other Mount Shu Elders had come to celebrate; among the congratulating group from Mount Shu, he might have seen that middle-aged woman before, named Jiang Dongyu, an elder of Mount Shu with Middle Three Heavens cultivation.*
At the moment, Jiang Dongyu was watching her disciple, "Chengjun, what’s gotten into you these days, you’re out of sorts."
The young woman called Yang Chengjun bowed her head, "Master, please don’t worry, I’m fine. I think it’s because the sorcery hasn’t been fully lifted, so my mind wanders from time to time."
Jiang Dongyu frowned repeatedly, "It’s been dragging on way too long, this isn’t the way to handle it. We should return to Mount Shu and ask the Sect Leader and the others to help dispel the sorcery."
Yang Chengjun said, "Master, there’s no need. Lord Liu said his method has reached a critical moment; I can’t break the process, or everything will be for nothing!"
Her master gave her a long look, "You seem pretty taken in by what that Samsara Abyss sorcerer says."
Yang Chengjun replied softly, "Master, it was Lord Liu who saved me before."
Jiang Dongyu said, "He’s hurt plenty of people, too. I asked around nearby—his reputation isn’t so great."
Yang Chengjun quickly spoke, "Master, Lord Liu said he really regrets all the killings he did before. He swore he would do everything he could to make up for it in this life."
Jiang Dongyu gave her disciple a long, deep look, "Things have been pretty wild around the Yu River lately. Let’s not add to the troubles. Once your sorcery is removed, we’ll leave this place right away."
Yang Chengjun bowed her head, "Yes, Master."
She seemed to remember something, looking up to say, "Master, with Ox Soul Ravine and Rain Ravine on the brink of fighting, I heard it’s because Rain Ravine across the river has also just changed to a new Lord—Rain Ravine says he’s a local, but one time I saw him from a distance, and he didn’t look like someone from the Southern Wilderness. I think he’s from the Great Tang."
Jiang Dongyu said, "Oh?"
Yang Chengjun said, "Do you still remember Senior Brother Yu from Lu’s line?"
Jiang Dongyu said, "Of course. Years ago, when the former emperor put together the Suppressing Demon Guards, Lu led his disciples from our sect to join. It was a formality."
Yang Chengjun said, "A few years back, I ran into Senior Brother Yu while I was out—he was on a mission with some other Suppressing Demon Guards. There was a guy called Chen Yi among them, supposedly a former disciple of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Celestial Master Mansion."
Lei Jun stayed quiet to the side, half listening and half daydreaming, when out of the blue he heard the name of an ’old acquaintance.’
Jiang Dongyu was just as surprised, "Oh? That’s odd—Rain Ravine isn’t the heart of Gepo Mountain’s territory, but all its Lords have been passed down from Gepo Mountain over the generations. Now they’re letting an outsider take the helm?"
Yang Chengjun said, "I also thought it was unreal, but I doubt I’d mistake him."
