Chapter 247

Chapter 247: Do You Want to Cultivate Divine Power?

“Master… sect master.” Qiu Zhang felt anxious, “But… I’m about to reach God Transformation perfection!” Isn’t it too late to switch cultivation paths now?

“True, restarting your cultivation now would be too slow.”

“Sect master?” Wait, were you actually considering making me start over?!

“Fine, whatever makes you happy! How about giving you a few days off?”

“D-days off?” He had vacation time all along?

“Yes! Go with the Soul Beast to collect spirits and explore. Who knows, you might not get this chance again!” Such a great employee deserved better than being stuck in the wretched Nether Realm.

“It’s settled! Your break starts today—leave now!” You You sighed, summoning the Soul Beast and personally escorting Qiu Zhang out of Zhen Yan Sect. She repeatedly told the Soul Beast to take care of him, adding they could return whenever they wished. She also shoved a pile of ghost-related tasks into their hands.

Since he’d soon work in the Nether Realm and the Sect had enough teachers anyway, this early “field training” doubled as a farewell gift.

Terrified Qiu Zhang: “……”

Sect master, please! Just tell me what fatal illness I have! I can still be saved!

Watching the Soul Beast drag away her top disciple, You You sighed heavily.

Another exhausting day of managing her students…

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Walking back, You You pondered the Heavenly Dao Book. Relying solely on the Soul Beast and Qiu Zhang wasn’t enough—she needed to alert allied sects, the Immortal Realm, and even the Monster Realm about ghost sightings. Who knew where those lazy Yin volumes had wandered? A sudden chill prickled her forehead as an unfamiliar male voice spoke.

“Young cultivator, do you seek the Great Dao?”

You You halted, scanning her surroundings. No one was there. “Who’s that?”

The voice echoed again.

“The Heavenly Dao is fickle. Immortality fades, but the Great Dao endures. Have you felt powerless? Grieved over loss? Regretted life’s twists? Do you crave eternal life, to unravel nature’s laws and master existence itself? I can guide you to the Great Dao, teach you supreme Cultivation Techniques, and help you ascend to godhood!”

“……” This sounded like a scam. You You frowned, realizing the voice came from her mind. “Are you in my divine sense?”

“Perceptive! I reside temporarily in your divine sense.”

Focusing inward, she spotted a tiny figure glowing with Purple Mist in a corner of her consciousness—a miniature white-bearded old man.

“Who are you?” she demanded, recalling the earlier chill. “Why invade my mind?”

“I am a Divine Thought from the Divine Realm!” The old man stroked his beard, unperturbed. “I hid in the Divine Calling Plate to evade demon tribes. With their Demonic Energy gone, I emerged—fate has brought us together!”

“Divine Calling Plate?!” You You pulled out the wooden plaque Hong Fei had given her. “This thing?” She’d meant to show Yuan Qi but forgot.

“Exactly! This divine artifact summons a Divine Lord’s fragment. I am that fragment.”

“A divine artifact? Don’t lie—I’ve seen plenty!”

“It’s true!” The old man insisted. “Fear not, little Celestial! My Divine Thought was wounded by Demonic Energy and needs rest here. In return, I’ll help you attain the Great Dao. Will you…”

“No.”

“Then pledge… Wait, WHAT?!” The old man sputtered. “This is a chance to become a god! A grand Opportunity! How can you refuse?!”

“I’m not a Celestial.”

“What?! This isn’t the Immortal Realm?”

“It’s the Human Realm.”

“……” The old man paled, pacing like a frantic ant. “Impossible! The demons said it was the Immortal Realm! How do I return now?!”

After his panic subsided, he gritted his teeth. “No matter! Let me teach you immortal cultivation first. Once you ascend, I’ll train you to become a god!”

“Not interested.”

“Why?!” he wailed. “It’s godhood! Have you even met a god?!”

“I see them daily.”

“You’ve… what?!”

Before he could react, Feng Rong’s voice called out, “You You! Done with Qiu Zhang?”

She turned to see Feng Rong and Yuan Qi approaching.

“That divine power… the ancient Divine Clan?!” The old man’s face whitened further. “Run, girl! They’re the Sin Clan—exiled, vicious gods who devour women and children! FLEE!”

“……”