My Dreams Connect to Ancient Times-Chapter 209 - 48: Valiant Old Qin, Here Comes the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin

Taishan, the most mysterious mountain of ancient times.

History in the Current World is fractured, with most records of Taishan lost. However, some archaeologists have discovered scattered clues.

While never explicitly mentioned, fragments of ancient texts often allude to this great mountain. For this reason, quite a few factions have always kept a close watch on this peak.

Then, a fragment from the Ancient Era was discovered on Taishan—a true Peach Blossom Spring...

The eyes of every major power turned to it. This Divine Mountain, tranquil for 6,800 years, once again became the focus of the entire world.

The Hovercar descended slowly, landing at the foot of the colossal peak. Li Nanguo led the group out of the vehicle.

"I had originally planned to land directly on the summit. But then I thought, since this is supposed to be a trip, we might as well start from the foot of the mountain and climb our way up."

Li Nanguo said with a smile:

"Taishan is one hundred and fifty kilometers tall, but that shouldn't be a problem."

At that moment, Lu Xuan was still immersed in the wondrous state of Unity of Heaven and Man. He slowly came back to his senses, his mind splitting its focus. Part of him was comprehending the various new mysteries that had emerged within him after achieving this state, while the other part looked up to gaze at the vast, majestic Divine Mountain.

Hm?

Lu Xuan frowned. The mountain felt somewhat familiar. Or rather, it wasn't the mountain itself, but the abstruse, mysterious aura coiled around it.

For a moment, he couldn't recall where he had sensed it before.

Zhang Huatian, his long hair draped over his shoulders, spoke flatly:

"Let's just go straight to the summit. We're all here for this so-called 'Taishan tour,' so we should all be clear on the real reason. There's no need to be coy about it. We all came for the Peach Blossom Spring, after all..."

He had an arrogant disposition and laid the matter bare without preamble.

Zhuge Ke grinned cheerfully.

"Maybe you are, but I'm not. My divinations told me I'd find my destiny here."

"Oh?" Zhang Jifeng, standing to the side, asked with curiosity. "I've long heard the Zhuge Family is masterful in the art of Divination. What kind of destiny have you foreseen?"

Zhuge Ke shrugged.

"I can only divine a rough outline. How could I possibly foresee the specifics? If I could do that, I'd be something else entirely."

Wang Zhiyao cautiously glanced at Lu Xuan, who was calmly gazing at Taishan. 'I can't act too strangely,' she thought.

She then turned and casually asked Zhuge Ke:

"Xiaoke, speaking of which, isn't the Zhuge Family based in Celestial Shu Province? How did you end up coming all the way to Langya University to study? It's a million miles away."

Zhuge Ke's expression dimmed slightly, and he forced a smile.

"It's nothing..."

Wang Zhiyao realized she'd touched on a sore subject and immediately fell silent, though a few theories formed in her mind.

'After all, I'm from the Wang Family,' she mused, 'and both the Wang and Zhuge Families are among the Five Greats. Our circumstances may differ, but they're not all that dissimilar. From that perspective...'

'This Zhuge Ke probably isn't favored by his family, or perhaps his parents made some sort of mistake.'

'After all, the children of Wang Family members who transgress are also sent off to other Provinces.'

As Wang Zhiyao's mind raced, Li Nanguo smiled at the group.

"Alright, let's start climbing. Whether you're here for your destiny, for the Peach Blossom Spring, or simply to see the mountain and enjoy the view, we'll have to reach the summit before anything else."

With that, he took the lead, heading up the mountain path with the others close behind.

As they walked into the mountains, Lu Xuan's brow furrowed. That familiar feeling was growing stronger. It felt like... it felt like...

His pupils dilated slightly as he remembered where he had felt this aura before.

Human Dao Fortune.

This mountain, Taishan, must have once been enveloped in an incredibly dense Human Dao Fortune. Even though it seems to have all but dissipated, a remnant of its aura lingers!

Lu Xuan grew pensive. 'It seems there's more to Taishan than meets the eye...' he thought.

With that thought, he glanced aside and asked with a smile:

"Xiaoyan, you've always wanted to come to Taishan. How are you feeling now that you're here?"

But unexpectedly, Xiaoyan just scratched his head, looking troubled.

"To be honest, I don't know why I wanted to come to Taishan so badly... I just did. I couldn't give you a reason if you asked."

Lu Xuan was taken aback.

Meanwhile, the Chen Family Siblings were climbing and looking around at the mountain scenery with curiosity. Ancient Trees dotted the landscape, the faint sound of birdsong echoed, and occasionally, they would spot small beasts darting through the woods.

Chen Ye said with a laugh:

"I never thought we'd still be able to see such a primitive landscape in the year 6823."

Principal Li, who was walking at the head of the group, chuckled.

"Although records of Taishan are scarce, it still managed to leave its mark on history. And after the great cataclysm of the Years, anything that can still be remembered by history is bound to be extraordinary in some way."

He paused for a moment before continuing.

"For that reason, some people speculate that in Ancient Times, Taishan might have been a formidable Divine Mountain, perhaps even home to an Immortal Family. After all, very few mountains and rivers have managed to be remembered in history. The others that have are places like Dragon Tiger, the Wudang Sect, and Kunlun."

Zhang Jifeng and Zhang Huatian both chuckled lightly, while Wang Zhiyao, who had just about managed to compose herself, said pensively,

"So that's why Taishan was never developed? It makes sense. The world is vast these days; it's not like we're short on giant mountains. And since this one left its mark on history, it would indeed be inappropriate to subject it to modern development..."

None in the group had weak Cultivation, and their pace was far beyond that of any ordinary person. They began their ascent before the Great Sun had set, and by the time the bright moon hung high in the sky, they had already reached the halfway point.

At the halfway point, clouds and mist swirled about as moonlight spilled down, bathing the entire colossal peak in an exceptional stillness.

Chen Shu, who had the lowest Cultivation, yawned and complained: