The farce did not last long. Soon, a group of people rushed over and carried the envoy away. Only then did the citizens outside the Ye residence calm down.
Perfected Master Windwalker had been guarding the Ning Tian Prefecture for a few months. Now, his status in the hearts of the people was extremely high. Even if a street person offended him, he would be despised by his fellows.
The two Daoists watched as Envoy Jin was carried away before looking away and queuing up in peace.
After a while, it was finally their turn. The young Daoist handed the manager their documents and name cards.
The manager took a look at their Daoist attire and carefully checked the documents. His expression immediately turned serious. “Are you two Daoists from Mt Qingliang?”
The young Daoist bowed and said,
“That’s right. I’m Miao Xuzi. This is my junior brother, Xuan Yuanzi. The two of us specially came to see Perfected Master Windwalker.”
(TL Note: Not too sure if these are their names or titles. Will change in the future if it is revealed.)
“Daoist Priests, wait a moment. I’ll report to the Perfected One.”
The butler assured them and quickly returned to the residence with their cards.
Mt Qingliang was one of the world famous orthodox sects in the Martial World. It had been conferred many titles by the Imperial Court, so the manager did not dare to neglect it.
The two Daoists waited for a while before the butler returned. He respectfully bowed to them,
“Daoist masters, please follow me to see the Perfected One.”
“Thank you for your trouble.”
Miao Xuzi nodded and heaved a sigh of relief.
They came from Mt Qingliang, and this identity was equivalent to a golden signboard in the cultivation world. However, he did not know if it was useful in front of this mysterious Perfected Master Windwalker. Now that he knew that the Perfected One was willing to see them, he was relieved.
The two of them followed the butler into the Ye residence and passed through the corridor before finally arriving at the meeting hall.
As soon as they entered, the two of them saw Zhou Jing sitting in the hall. He looked strange, his looks different from them and was unfathomable.
“I’m Miao Xuzi (Xuan Yuanzi). Greetings, Fellow Daoist.”
The two of them bowed together and secretly sized up Zhou Jing.
A clear light flashed in Miao Xuzi’s eyes. Looking around, he realized that Zhou Jing’s Wood Spirit Aura was coming from within. He could not help but be secretly shocked.
It was indeed the Natural Dao Realm. Old Wei was not bragging… There was indeed such a person in the world.
Fortunately, he was mentally prepared, so his expression did not change much, hiding his thoughts.
Zhou Jing was also observing the two of them. He nodded and said, “Greetings, Daoists, you’re too polite. Please sit.”
He had heard from Wei Zifu of the Clear Spirit Sect that there were five major sects in the world. This Clear Spirit Sect of Mt Qingliang was one of them. They had the true inheritance of spell techniques and was good at astrology, fortune-telling, Qi Divination, Geomancy, talismans, and prayer.
Therefore, when the butler handed over his business card, Zhou Jing had a thought and planned to invite the two Daoist masters to meet.
Mt Qingliang was located in the Central Plains. Now that two Daoists had come south to visit him, it was most likely because he, a mysterious Daoist with no background, had finally attracted the attention of these true Daoist sects, so they had sent someone to investigate.
His identity of pretending to be mysterious was indeed useful. There was no need for him to run around and break his legs. All kinds of people would come looking for him.
After the two of them sat down, Zhou Jing casually enquired,
“I’ve also heard of the name ‘Mt Qingliang Righteous Heart’. I wonder what your intentions are?”
“Perfected Master Windwalker’s name has spread throughout the world. The two of us admire you and specially came to befriend you.”
Miao Xuzi gave a reasonable reason. At least seven out of ten people said the same as well.
Zhou Jing secretly curled his lips. Naturally, he did not believe it in his heart, but he still said some polite words that he prepared in advance,
“It’s just an empty title.”
The two of them continued chatting.
After a while, Miao Xuzi coughed and asked,
“I heard that you don’t belong to any sect and have your own Dao techniques. Is this true?”
Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows, “That’s right. I cultivate in the wilderness and comprehend nature by itself. My spells are self-constructed.”
Miao Xuzi flattered, “Perfected One, you’re astonishing. We really admire you.”
After a pause, he changed the topic,
“May I know where Perfected One hails from?”
“I came from the mortal dust far away, I don’t wish to mention the place again.” Zhou Jing waved his hand.
Miao Xuzi hesitated for a few breaths before saying in a low voice, “I wonder if you’re proficient in divination? Have you calculated your own fate?”
“That’s not the case. I wonder what you are trying to do with this?”
Zhou Jing became even more curious about this person’s intentions.
Miao Xuzi said seriously, “I just felt that I’m good at astrology and divination. There’s a spell called the Great Divination of the Heavenly Origin. It can measure good fortune, bad luck, and push forward one’s fate. This Daoist has been in this path for decades and is quite proficient. I once took the liberty to divine for you once and realized that your fate is strange. There’s no cause nor effect in your path at all…”
With that, he stared at Zhou Jing, unwilling to let go of the smallest change in Zhou Jing’s expression.
However, Zhou Jing did not hide it at all. He revealed a curious expression and said with interest, “There’s actually such a thing? Fellow Daoist, tell me in detail.”
Miao Xuzi composed himself and explained, “Such a fate is rare in this world. It’s unknown if one’s fate will come to an end, but most of them are extraordinary people. My sect’s ancestor once discovered this matter with the Great Divination of the Heavenly Origin and recorded it in a book. Until now, in more than a hundred years, we haven’t found anyone until Perfected One appeared…”
Zhou Jing’s heart skipped a beat as he secretly exclaimed to himself.
More than a hundred years ago… seemed to be the time when the explorers of the main world first intersected with this world.
If what this person said was true, could it be that this spell called the Grand Divination of the Heaven’s Origin could detect the secret difference between outsiders and the natives of this world to a certain extent?
It seemed that although the supernatural powers of this world were still in its infancy, some magical aspects were gradually being revealed.
Zhou Jing could not help but develop his thoughts down this path.
In that case, the explorers of the main world might also have similar superpowers. They could differentiate the differences between the natives and their own kind, making it impossible for the explorers to hide among the natives and thus find all kinds of people trying to blend into this world.