Shrouding the Sky: The System Arrived Thirty Years Early

Chapter 58 Rewriting Tragedy (Seeking First Subscription)

"Old man, you have great wisdom," Luo Qianqiu praised.

These words praise the old man's insight; it's no wonder that someone who has only learned a little about Origin Arts could discover the Origin mineral veins hidden deep underground.

Faced with such praise, Master Zhang shook his head and said, "I dare not accept such high praise."

The atmosphere at the scene eased, and Luo Qianqiu then expressed his request to stay for a while, promising to protect the village in return.

Master Zhang was overjoyed, but hesitated for a moment before carefully saying, "Chen the Bearded is exceptionally strong. He can roam freely for hundreds of miles around, and no one can stop him. If you stay, you might suffer losses if you are defeated."

He spoke very sincerely, every word came from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't want innocent people to be implicated because of the village's affairs.

Luo Qianqiu did not explain, but looked around and finally focused his gaze on a small mountain that was several tens of feet high in the distance.

He slowly raised his hand, a movement so slow that it was visible to everyone.

Then, with a "boom," boundless divine energy surged forth, and a dazzling golden light appeared. A giant hand formed from divine power materialized out of thin air and slammed towards the small mountain at a relatively slow speed.

A powerful pressure permeated the air, like a roaring ocean crashing against the shore. A giant golden hand stretched across the sky, strikingly visible in the night, illuminating the darkness.

The golden palm flew, growing larger with the wind, quickly transforming into a hundred-zhang-long (approximately 33 meters) large, blotting out the sky and the moon, even larger than the distant hills.

To put Master Zhang at ease, Luo Qianqiu's palm strike was very slow, so slow that even an ordinary person could see its trajectory.

Finally, after flying for a while, the giant hand landed on the hill, and terrifying divine energy exploded.

At this moment, it was as if an active volcano, after countless years, had finally erupted, and unparalleled waves swept across the sky, causing even the void to begin to collapse.

"boom!"

In the distance, under the night sky, the hill exploded from top to bottom, sending rocks flying and the earth rumbling. Even though the villages were far apart, the earth still trembled as if a dragon were turning over.

Without a doubt, for the people in the village, this scene was no different from the wrath of the gods.

They stared in disbelief, a profound silence falling. Some tried to speak, but no words came out.

Seeing this, Luo Qianqiu was satisfied. He looked at Master Zhang and asked knowingly, "Old man, is the Chen Big Beard you mentioned really that capable?"

Uncle Zhang shook his head blankly and said, "This is already godlike power; Chen the Bearded Man is far inferior."

"In that case, old man, you should feel at ease letting me stay here, right?" Luo Qianqiu said.

"Of course." Master Zhang quickly made way for the crowd and personally welcomed the two into the village.

Then, he looked at the couple beside him and said, "Er Lengzi, Lei Ling, you two go and prepare a room. All the utensils need to be replaced with new ones."

The young man named Er Lengzi nodded quickly, then said to the beautiful woman beside him, "Sister, let's go."

This time point was a little over a year before Ye Fan arrived in the Northern Region. Chen Da Huzi and other bandits had just been taken in, so Er Lengzi's sister was not captured and humiliated to death like in the original story. She was still a cheerful woman.

In this life, Luo Qianqiu arrived ahead of schedule, so that tragedy was destined to never happen again.

He planned to make a thorough trip to Chen Da Hu Zi and his gang, as well as the Qingxia Sect behind them, to wipe out all those evil spirits and monsters.

The siblings, Er Lengzi and his sister, worked quickly, and before long, a stone house was cleaned up and put away.

Luo Qianqiu and Lin Jia settled in, but not long after, Er Lengzi came over and called them to go to the village square to eat.

It turned out that while tidying up the house, Master Zhang had arranged for someone to slaughter a sheep, which was now ready to be used to entertain Luo Qianqiu and his companion.

Luo Qianqiu did not refuse Zhang Wuye's kindness and went to the small square with Lin Jia.

Upon seeing the two arrive, a kind-looking young man took the sizzling, oily whole roasted lamb down from the rack.

Then, everyone sat around the fire, sharing roasted mutton and drinking large bowls of strong liquor unique to the northern region.

It has to be said that drinking is indeed the fastest way to build rapport. As the alcohol numbed them, the men in the village quickly let down their guard, and some even challenged Luo Qianqiu to a drinking contest.

The result was obvious; the men were quickly drunk and passed out.

Seeing that the time was right, Luo Qianqiu calmly revealed the purpose of his visit.

Master Zhang's hand trembled as he held the bowl, spilling a lot of wine. But he couldn't care less about that now. He jumped up and said urgently, "No, we can't go anywhere!"

"What's wrong with Fifth Master?" Luo Qianqiu feigned confusion, but in reality he knew perfectly well that he deliberately mentioned going to Zishan just to make Fifth Master Zhang object.

After a long silence, Master Zhang finally spoke in a low voice: "That place is an ominous place. Getting too involved with it will definitely cause big problems."

Luo Qianqiu put down his wine bowl, feigning a desire for guidance, and said, "When I came here, I saw the layout of that mountain; it was like nine dragons guarding a pearl, truly extraordinary, a top-tier blessed land for immortals. How could such misfortune have occurred?"

"That's how it was originally, but our ancestors left a warning, telling their descendants not to go near that place, but only to worship from afar," sighed Master Zhang.

"Who was your ancestor?" Luo Qianqiu began his performance.

"Master Zhang's ancestors were renowned Source Masters in the Northern Region, capable of finding dragon veins and determining unparalleled divine sources. They were immortals among immortals." At this moment, Er Lengzi spoke up from the side, as if to add persuasiveness to Master Zhang's statement.

"Master Yuan, surnamed Zhang, could it be Zhang Lin, the fifth generation Master Yuan?!" Luo Qianqiu suddenly stood up, a look of shock on his face.

"It is indeed our ancestor, but unfortunately, the ancestral source techniques have been almost lost by my generation," said Master Zhang with some emotion.

Luo Qianqiu hesitated for a long time before finally making up his mind, saying apologetically, "Fifth Master, you may not know, but I've offended a very powerful force, and they're hunting me down all over the world. My trip to Zishan was by chance; I learned that the descendants of the Fifth Generation Source Master are living in seclusion here. That's why I came here—"

At this point, Luo Qianqiu paused, hesitated for a moment, then bowed and clasped his hands, saying with difficulty, "I dare not covet the complete Origin Heaven Book, but only wish to obtain one of its techniques, called 'Changing Heaven and Earth,' to alter my appearance and escape my enemies' pursuit. I hope Fifth Master will grant my request."

"This—" Master Zhang was at a loss for words. He quickly helped Luo Qianqiu up, sighed, and said, "It's not that I don't want to help you, it's that you're too late. A thousand years ago, an ancestor disobeyed the ancestral teachings, took the Origin Book into Purple Mountain, and never came out again."

Upon hearing this, disappointment appeared on Luo Qianqiu's face.

Of course, this was fake. He naturally knew that the Source Book was in Zishan. This act was just for the stone garment left by Zhang Wuye's ancestors.

"It seems that I still have to make a trip to Zishan after all," Luo Qianqiu said firmly, looking at Zishan.

Master Zhang tried to persuade me, but before he could finish speaking, Luo Qianqiu interrupted him with a raised hand: "I know that you want me to protect myself, but the people who are chasing me are too powerful. Standing at the top of the Eastern Wilderness, they will find me sooner or later. At that time, I am afraid I will be reduced to ashes. Rather than that, it is better to enter the Purple Mountain and try to survive."

After saying that, he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Those disciples of the Holy Land took advantage of their status to seize and plunder. I fought back to protect myself, but I never expected to cause such a huge disaster."

"Sigh!" Master Zhang sighed deeply, seeing the young man's current predicament, and said, "Come with me, there are some things left by our ancestors that may be of some help to you."

Luo Qianqiu knew that he had achieved his goal, but looking at the sincere old man in front of him, he felt a little uneasy.

A gentleman can be deceived by his methods; ultimately, his approach was not honorable.

But in an instant, he banished that trace of guilt and could only tell himself that if he rose to power, he would protect the Zhang family for life, and he would eventually return the Origin Book to the Zhang family.

With this thought in mind, Luo Qianqiu felt no more resentment, took Lin Jia's hand, and followed Zhang Wuye.