Chapter 146 Such a Big Show?

“Such a big show?”

After a morning meal filled with resentment, Fifth Elder finally had no time to babysit. As soon as he saw Fifth Elder preparing to leave, Mei Jiu nearly jumped three feet high with excitement in front of him.

Seeing him rush off like a whirlwind to where Xie Zhen was divining, Mingmei and Mei Jiu started their "a hundred steps after a meal, live to ninety-nine" old-folks' stroll.

By the time they reached their final destination—Xie Zhen's courtyard—the disciples of Pure Cloud Mountain who had come along were standing outside, forming a defensive seal.

This spectacle even caused the disciples of Bu Tian Gate who were passing by to stop and watch what was happening.

Pure Cloud Mountain coming here to find their sect leader with such fanfare—what on earth was going on?

The onlookers were also whispering amongst themselves.

As for this spectacle, the Pure Cloud Mountain disciples, including Lu Xiaoyao, were also dumbfounded.

They weren't even sure anymore what important matter the sect leader had sent them for.

Lu Xiaoyao glanced at Zhen Po beside her and asked hesitantly.

But Zhen Po replied with the same question: "How would I know? Does anyone know?"

The other disciples all shook their heads. One said, "According to past practice, isn't this just about divining the best auspicious day to worship and offer sacrifices to the past sect leaders? There's no need for all this, right?"

Of course, Lu Xiaoyao and the others knew about this. When they came earlier, they were talking about something similar to this kind of sacrificial divination, weren't they?

She had even complained at the time that it was too absurd, since they were worshipping their own ancestors, so what was it to other people?

But wasn't the current situation even more obvious?

A feigned offensive while secretly preparing for the real one!

Mingmei and Mei Jiu, the only two who knew the truth, exchanged glances in the crowd without saying a word.

Saying it out loud would sound ridiculous.

It's been tens of thousands of years since a cultivator ascended on this continent, and you're going to tell people, "Oh, it's happening, they're about to ascend, we're calculating a date for them to fly up." Wouldn't that make people laugh their heads off!

Wasn't this just a joke? If Bu Tian Gate had this ability, why didn't they calculate how they themselves could ascend?

Standing slightly apart from the crowd, Mu Chen naturally saw the scene of his master's courtyard being surrounded by a group of Pure Cloud Mountain disciples forming a formation.

He didn't speak, but just glanced at the surrounding disciples. The disciples of his own sect couldn't help but feel an itch in their hands, wanting to make a calculation.

Unfortunately, before they could calculate anything, their sect leader's prohibition came from inside the courtyard.

Strictly forbid anyone from divining at this time.

"Is it that serious? Are they afraid that other disciples might accidentally calculate something and their bodies won't be able to withstand the backlash?"

Ever since Su He's death, Lu Xiaoyao had truly realized that the Bu Tian Gate disciples in this game were not the kind of swindling fortune-tellers she had encountered in previous games.

The Bu Tian Gate here could really predict the future; they really had the ability.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be so restricted by the Heavenly Dao.

"That's not it," Mei Jiu said, pulling Mingmei and the others over to Lu Xiaoyao's side as she heard her words. "Divination also requires luck. If so many people calculate together, the luck will be divided. What if they calculate something bad?"

It's like how some people, for the sake of the zhongkao or gaokao, won't participate in any activities that require luck for a year or even half a year, not even twisting bottle caps.

They're afraid that "Try Again" will cause them to guess wrong on the test.

Although the principle is very simple, it's easy to lose your filter.

Some of them even exclaimed, "So that's the kind of person he is?"

...

"Achoo!" Xie Zhen, who was not divining at all in the room, sneezed. His fingers, which had just deformed, suddenly returned to their original shape, and he said, "You really don't need me to calculate today?"

"No, you can calculate again when you have time."

Fifth Elder was still smiling, but the sword he held in his arms was like a smiling tiger.

"Sect Leader Nephew reminded me when I came to remind you not to divine at will recently. Coincidentally, some of our disciples discovered some traces of that evil being and wanted to ask your disciples for help. But I didn't expect this pleasant surprise.

Besides Sect Leader Nephew, there are actually others who have discovered that you are being targeted and want to invite you to help."

"Yes, but looking at the actions of that evil being outside, I really can't show my face in front of them. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to make a trip."

"Yes, I ran back and forth all night, burning two high-level instant-travel talismans. You remember to give me four as compensation."

Fifth Elder wasn't polite at all. According to seniority, he was a generation older than the other party, so he naturally had to pay more to use his elders. Xie Zhen nodded in response and didn't say anything.

...

Opening the door again, everyone's attention focused on the two people who came out of the house. Mingmei and Mei Jiu, however, had sharp eyes and first saw a small brocade box in Fifth Elder's arms.

The box looked like it had just been taken out.

Sure enough, when everyone noticed the brocade box, Fifth Elder frowned slightly and put the box away in his Qiankun pouch, then beckoned his disciples to leave.

"So sudden?" Mingmei was stunned. This morning, she had finally remembered a little bit about Mu Chen's situation in this game. After Guigui, she had specially told her that Mu Chen and Xie Chen now shared a body.

She hadn't had time to see him yet!

"Sudden? When things are almost done, it's time to go back. We'll rest in Linjing City for one night first."

Hearing this, Mingmei felt that there was some contradiction.

If they were in a hurry, why would they still rest in Linjing City for one night?

Although Linjing City was also hundreds of miles away from Pure Cloud Mountain, it was only a moment's work for Fifth Elder's flying instrument.

The other disciples didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Pushed and crowded by a group of people, Mingmei turned her head from time to time to look at the person she wanted to see.

She was also stumbling as she walked. She kept turning her head, and finally, when she was about to fall and couldn't avoid it, a pair of hands suddenly supported her.

"Are you okay?"

A familiar cold fragrance wafted into her nostrils. Mingmei looked up and plunged into a pair of bottomless eyes.

"M... You..." Mingmei, who was about to call out Mu Chen's name, felt the other party's strength in her arm as Mu Chen helped her up by her shoulders. Immediately, Mingmei came back to her senses and whispered, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

They didn't confirm each other's identities, but just smiled at each other and nodded. Everything seemed to be understood without words.

"Be careful on the road, have a safe trip~"

After Mu Chen helped her up, he didn't make any new moves. After saying this as if he were being polite, he stood in place and watched Mingmei leave.

Mingmei took three steps and turned her head back, unable to help but look at Mu Chen, who had not intended to speak from beginning to end.

However, at the last moment before she boarded the flying instrument, she turned her head again, and the other party's lips moved slightly. Understanding what the other party wanted to express, Mingmei's eyes widened instantly...

"It's almost over."