7: The Yellow Heaven Yongle Mysterious Spirit Great Peace True Scripture (incomplete)

Guishan City, as the commandery seat of Guishan Commandery, was considered one of the leading major cities in the Yu Kingdom.

With over a hundred thousand residents, the city's streets were naturally bustling during the day, presenting a scene of prosperity.

Since moving into the city, Yu Xuzi often went deep into the marketplaces and alleys to observe every aspect of the Yellow Heaven Cult.

Because he didn't yet fully understand the bronze pavilion and didn't know to what extent he needed to record things to trigger the "Group Fate Record" reward, he simply aimed for as much detail as possible.

In any case, he only needed to use his magic power to change his appearance and voice at will, and by acting carefully in his daily life, he wasn't afraid of being discovered by the Yellow Heaven Cult.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye.

October 20th.

"The Yellow Heaven Cult originated in the thirty-fifth year of Jingyuan in the Yu Calendar."

"The first cult leader, Mu Liansheng, was originally a rural Nuo Master. He claimed that the huang tian supreme god appeared in his dreams and bestowed upon him the Huang Tian True Scripture, leading him to establish the cult and preach in Guishan Commandery."

"Although the cult has existed for two hundred years, it always supported itself by hoarding grain and had few followers, nor had it ever committed any acts of rebellion."

"..."

"By the fifteenth year of yonghe, changes began to occur and strange phenomena frequently appeared."

"Some said they saw the ritual altars glowing like daylight at night, while others rumored that the cult leader rode the wind to patrol the countryside."

"The cult even raised 'yellow turban Strongmen,' who could carry a thousand catties and were difficult to wound with blades or arrows."

"At first, these were nothing more than rural tall tales, but later they bribed and allied with government officials and county magistrates, infiltrating the government offices. By the eighteenth year of yonghe, they used Huang Tian Dao Arts to split two commanderies from the Yu Kingdom, boldly declaring their own rule and establishing the Yellow Heaven Celestial Kingdom; their momentum was as fierce as a wildfire."

"The future trend remains to be observed..."

In the dead of night, Yu Xuzi gently set down his brush and took a deep breath.

He had learned almost everything he could about the Yellow Heaven Cult.

As for the remaining core secrets, they were likely known only to the true high-level members or even the cult leader himself; with his current strength, it would be difficult to uncover them.

However, at that moment, Yu Xuzi suddenly felt a burst of heat in the palm of his right hand.

"Hmm?"

Overjoyed, he had just barely reacted when his consciousness was instantly pulled into the bronze pavilion.

"It actually works!"

Yu Xuzi hurriedly placed the illusory book in his hand onto the jade table, and the same voice as last time rang out.

"Recorded: one copy of 'Group Fate Record: Yu Kingdom Yellow Heaven Cult (Incomplete)'."

"Recording Evaluation: Substantially true, minor flaws, pure intent, contains a trace of the true meaning of fate, touches upon the essence of Legacy."

"Following precedent, selecting its Opportunity."

"Bestowing reward!"

The light gradually dimmed, the jade table returned to tranquility, and the scroll of the Yellow Heaven Cult's history had vanished.

In its place, a pale yellow Jade Slip lay quietly in the center of the jade table.

"This is..."

Yu Xuzi reached out, and the moment his fingertips touched the Jade Slip, a massive amount of information flooded into his mind:

Yellow Heaven Eternal Peace Profound Spirit Grand Peace True Sutra (Heavily Incomplete).

"It's actually a True Scripture!"

Yu Xuzi's consciousness returned to his body, his eyes filled with shock and wild joy.

The Yellow Heaven Cult's Huang Tian True Scripture was actually real!

The Basic Qi Refining Art he currently held was merely the most ordinary first-rank method; only third-rank Cultivation Techniques that could lead to becoming a Xuantai True Person were called "True Laws."

And fourth-rank Cultivation Techniques that could lead to becoming a Dharma Aspect True Lord could be called "True Scriptures"!

Even if it was a heavily incomplete True Scripture, its contents were all-encompassing, and its value was naturally immense!!

"It contains all the techniques for the Qi Refinement Stage and the Dao Foundation Stage, and even dozens of Spells and methods for drawing low-level Talismans. It's a pity there are no methods for refining Magical Artifacts or Medicinal Pills."

"But I should be satisfied. My cultivation is still shallow; I should stay hidden for now."

With a fragment of Spirit Medicine Ginseng in his mouth.

He began to meditate!

The twenty-six strands of magic power in his body circulated slowly, pulling in the sparse spiritual essence from the Void Realm.

Unfortunately, the cultivation speed was just too slow!

After more than a year, he still hadn't broken through to the Middle Stage of Qi Refining.

Moreover, as his cultivation deepened, the speed of magic power growth was becoming even slower.

Yu Xuzi felt that it wasn't a problem with his talent, but rather that there was simply too little spiritual essence between heaven and earth.

Without the most fundamental spiritual essence, no matter how high one's talent was, it was useless.

"The urgent priority is to first switch to this Cultivation Technique and its Spells, and then start learning to draw Talismans."

"This Breath-Concealing Spell is quite good; it's very useful!"

...October 25th.

After more than half a year of management by the Yellow Heaven Cult, Guishan City had completely shed its former appearance, barely possessing some of the atmosphere of the capital of the Yellow Heaven Celestial Kingdom.

Along the streets, the black flags of the Yu Kingdom had long since been completely removed.

In their place were dense, earth-yellow "Huang Tian" banners fluttering in the wind, like countless unfurled flames.

As dawn broke, the entire city had already awakened, immediately falling into a state of restless excitement.

Over a hundred thousand commoners arrived early at both sides of the main street, "Huang Tian Avenue," all waiting expectantly.

"Excuse me, coming through."

"Make way! Make way!"

"Hey, don't squeeze, everyone stop squeezing—"

"..."

People were pressed against people, shoulder to shoulder.

The Yellow Heaven Army soldiers maintaining order held long spears, forming human walls with expressionless faces to firmly block the surging tide of people.

Meanwhile, Yu Xuzi, dressed in an ordinary grey cloth Daoist robe, quietly blended in under an inconspicuous eave on Chengtian Avenue near the palace.

His aura was restrained, and his figure seemed to merge with the shadows, completely different from the surrounding commoners who were red-faced with excitement and craning their necks to watch.

At the start of the Hour of Chen, three heavy, thunderous drum beats echoed from the direction of the palace!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The drum sounds were like sparks dropped into boiling oil, instantly igniting the long-accumulated fanaticism!

The commoners on both sides of Chengtian Avenue exploded into mountain-shaking cheers, like a push from an invisible giant wave:

"Long live Huang Tian! Long live the Cult Leader!"

The waves of sound rolled, soaring straight into the clouds, making one's eardrums buzz.

Yu Xuzi frowned slightly and turned to look toward the palace.

The palace gate, which was a full five zhang wide, swung open.

*Clack~ clack~ clack~*

The first to emerge in line were a full one thousand two hundred "Huang Tian Elites"!

These were the elite of the elites within the Yellow Heaven Cult's army. Each was over eight feet tall, with a physique as burly as a bear, clad in specially made high-quality iron armor that reflected cold, hard light under the rising sun.

They wore bright yellow turbans on their heads and hideous ghost masks on their faces, revealing only pairs of emotionless, indifferent, and bloodthirsty eyes.

Every step they took was heavy and orderly, like giant hammers striking the earth, making a booming sound.

That condensed, almost physical Evil Qi rushed toward them, causing the cheers of the front row to involuntarily quiet down.

Behind the Huang Tian Elites were twelve "Sutra-Reciting Envoys" dressed in magnificent ritual robes, holding various "Magical Artifacts" and chanting verses from the Huang Tian Peace Scripture in a strange tone.

The voices gathered into a strange wave of sound, mixing with the footsteps of the strongmen and the cheers of the commoners, making the atmosphere suddenly become somewhat eerie.

Behind them were the nine Disciples under the Cult Leader's command.

All were dressed in apricot-yellow Daoist robes with extremely haughty expressions, clearly core figures within the cult.

"Cultivators!"

Yu Xuzi's eyes narrowed as he hid his figure and inconspicuously stared at the nine people.

Fluctuations of spiritual essence of varying strengths emanated from them. Although they were very shallow, it was quite rare for nine of them to be gathered together.

Especially the three in the lead; based on his sensory estimation, their auras should have already reached the Middle Stage of Qi Refining.