451: Divination is so convenient

Wan Lin felt he might be being a bit pretentious. As a small Cultivator who had just entered the cultivation world and was barely at the ninth grade, how could he dare to critique the pros and cons of others' Dao Lineage?

However, he felt that as a player, he should have this high-posture attitude of critiquing everything.

He felt that the advantage of players lay in their ability to retry infinitely, without fearing any risks.

Therefore, there was no need to strive for the optimal direction, nor was there a need to cultivate according to the currently established Dao Lineage.

Instead, he could choose the path he liked and loved more.

What Wan Lin wanted was a Dao Lineage that could temper his body and make his physical body and Divine Soul grow stronger together.

He felt that the Sage Emperor Body Tempering Method was the Dao Lineage he wanted.

"So, even if this path is disgusting, I must succeed..."

Wan Lin brainwashed himself, prepared mentally, and pulled up his pants.

At this moment, he received a message from Ma Dun, asking him to pay attention to Helian Meng's message.

"Helian Meng?"

Wan Lin remembered this name; legend had it he was the last Ascender from the Prison Land.

At the same time, he was also a Senior who had left his name within the Sacred Emperor Mountain.

Wan Lin also remembered that on the cliff between the Dead Flesh Layer and the Living Flesh Layer, Helian Meng had left his critique of the Sacred Emperor, feeling that the Sacred Emperor was a timid person frightened by the relics of the dead, and the Legacy was just a facade.

His message was vastly different from others; it was not fear, panic, or hesitation, but rather disdain for the entire Sacred Emperor Legacy.

Either he was a madman or a reckless youth, or he had already obtained the complete Legacy and was laughing about it.

Wan Lin felt the latter was more likely; after all, the other party had eventually achieved Ascension, so he must be one of the top big shots in the Prison Land and could not be a reckless fool.

Thinking about it this way, the words he left between the two layers held some significance:

It was very likely that Helian Meng had reached the highest level, then made his way down step by step, leaving messages as he went.

"Thinking about it this way, besides the message between the first and second layers, did Helian Meng also leave messages on the cliffs that followed?"

This idea was reasonable.

Put yourself in his shoes; if you had already reached the highest level of the Sacred Emperor Mountain and obtained the complete Legacy.

If you were asked to leave a message for commemoration, would you leave it at the summit or at the lowest level?

Everyone would probably choose the summit, right?

And since there was a message at the lowest level, there was a high probability of only one possibility: this person left a message on every level.

Wan Lin thought that after he got the Legacy on the second layer, he would continue upward to see if Helian Meng had indeed left new words.

"...For the Legacy!"

Finally, after brainwashing himself, Wan Lin grabbed his waistband, pushed aside the rocks piled into a small house, and walked deep into the Living Flesh Layer with a serious expression.

...

...

On the other side.

In a hidden secret chamber on the Sacred Emperor Mountain.

No one knew exactly which level it was on, or even if it was still within the Sacred Emperor Mountain.

The secret chamber was about a hundred meters large and quite spacious, but there was absolutely no spiritual energy fluctuation, giving Little Wang Flying Dagger, who was inside, a sense of suffocation.

There were about thirty stone tablets in the secret chamber, all stuck straight into the ground, clearly placed by human hands.

After Little Wang Flying Dagger arrived here by chance, he thought about cracking the secrets on the stone tablets, believing this was the true Legacy left by the Sacred Emperor.

But until now, while players were in the middle of sorting out the Nascent Soul Method, he, Little Wang Flying Dagger, still had nothing to show for it.

Little Wang Flying Dagger considered that he had done everything he could.

He had used fire, water, carving knives, and even purchased various lenses; in short, he had tried all possible methods that could affect the text on the stone tablets.

But none of it was useful.

He even once suspected, was there no text on this thing at all?

After a long period of being at his wit's end, Little Wang Flying Dagger finally recalled his old profession in despair —

Divination.

He had a conflict about casting a divination to see if he could calculate something.

Little Wang Flying Dagger actually knew very well that the profession of Diviner had a taste of being Heaven-Defying.

Their divination did not need to know the essence or logic of things; they only needed to cultivate and divine according to the Diviner's own set of traditions to calculate all things in the world.

It was very unscientific and very unreasonable.

It was like an elementary school student telling you that he burned a shell with fire and then asked a question; regardless of whether he asked about the ending of a movie, the Breakthrough of a technology, or the rise and fall of stocks, the shell would give a corresponding answer.

Little Wang Flying Dagger felt this was a terrifying ability, and it was also the driving force behind his previous study of fortune-telling.

However...

"If I accidentally calculate something on a big shot, won't I die again? What if I can't get into this place after I die?"

Little Wang Flying Dagger was truly afraid.

He had given up the Diviner profession precisely because he feared this, afraid that after all his painstaking cultivation, he would accidentally calculate something on a big shot and lose his cultivation in an instant.

But...

"The Sacred Emperor should have died long ago... This place shouldn't be able to calculate anything on a big shot..."

Little Wang Flying Dagger hesitated for a long time, but finally made a decision.

He had to calculate!

After all, besides divination, he couldn't find any other way to break the secrets of the stone tablets.

He purchased all the Materials needed in the player trading market, such as the shell of a certain spirit turtle without patterns, or some kind of herb that would emit a unique smoke when burned; in any case, they were all strange things, not expensive, but very useful for a Diviner.

Thanks to the unpopularity of the Diviner profession, these Materials were very cheap in the player market, and supply exceeded demand, so Little Wang Flying Dagger easily purchased them all.

Holding the determination to die, like a gambler, he set everything up and began to use his methods.

Finally, accompanied by a flash of light, all the Materials merged into one, and finally formed weird, incomprehensible patterns on the turtle shell.

Little Wang Flying Dagger analyzed the patterns according to the tradition he received, locked onto a coordinate in the secret chamber, and then cast the spell using the parsed method.

Accompanied by a dull sound, the stone tablet shook upward, and then actually left the ground directly, lifting up a section hidden underneath.

Little Wang Flying Dagger had tried to pry the stone tablets before, but the stone tablets seemed to be integrated with the ground, and even his Golden Core cultivation could not move them.

But now with the help of the divination results, he easily found the method and successfully activated the switch.

"Diviner is really convenient..."

Little Wang Flying Dagger exclaimed, waited in place for a moment, and confirmed that he had not died on the spot, only then did he beam with joy:

"Sure enough, there's no problem! The Sacred Emperor has long been a dead man, and this is where his Legacy is, so he wouldn't leave a trap to target me!"

Little Wang Flying Dagger looked at the thirty-plus stone tablets that had been lifted in height, looking at the ancient text full of newly exposed positions.

He became curious and started reading from the first stone tablet.