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Chapter 123 - 26: The Fortune of the Heavenly

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Chapter 123: Chapter 26: The Fortune of the Heavenly

Dragon Kingdom Emerges, Stunning Everyone, Immortal Sect in Shock_3

Translator: 549690339

But if one were to look carefully, they would notice that these little fish look rather peculiar.

Among them was the Jade-eyed Green Flood Dragon from his last fishing trip, which, for some reason, had shrunk to its current miniaturized form.

The changes in the mortal world caused his normally calm eyelids to slightly lift.

“The mortal world has become increasingly chaotic recently. First, there was a changing from old to new, followed by the struggle between two dragons over the Heavenly Mandate. When will this end?”

The fishing old man extended his right hand, meticulously calculating, preparing to deduce the heavenly fate of the mortal world. However, his eyebrows involuntarily furrowed as he calculated.

As if the heavenly fate was telling him.

Stop looking! Stop looking!

This wasn’t the first time he’d witnessed such a situation.

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The last time left a deep impression on him!

“No way…”

“Could it be that my Heavenly Fate Calculation is malfunctioning?”

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He was curious deep inside and finally couldn’t help but forcefully take a look.

“Boom!”

Accompanied by a thunderclap, thunders rolled above the sky.

This time, three terrifying thunders fell with a “crack”.

They all hit him directly.

The elder’s hair exploded, his face was scorched black, and his eyeballs burst into a bloody mist.

The power and number of this heavenly thunder were even greater than last time.

The shimmering illusion of a baby slowly emerged, releasing a pure energy, rapidly repairing the elder’s head, and quickly regenerating his eyeballs.

Soon, his head was fully restored, no different from before.

However, his face was a bit paler.

The fishing elder was silent for a long time, held in a breath for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said one sentence.

“It’s the same person!”

The result of his calculation was surprisingly the same as last time, with the consequence being even worse.

Because it was the exact same person!

“Hahaha! Linghai, so you do stumble twice over the same place.” A ripple emerged in the space.

An elder wearing a plain robe, stroking his beard and smiling, instantly appeared next to the fishing elder.

Despite the mockery, the fishing elder didn’t mind, calmly stating:

“I never expected that there would be such a figure among the descendants of

Ancestor Yan Zu. It’s no wonder that he was so fearless back then.”

The elder wearing the plain robe gave a faint smile, “Indeed, Ancestor Yan Zu once said that the Immortal Sect must not interfere with the mortal world, and we don’t need to get involved in the rise and fall of Yan Country. Looking back now, everything was expected.”

“Not get involved? I see that some people can’t hold back any longer.” the fishing elder remarked coldly.

“Indeed, we can’t control those from the Devil Sect.”

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The fishing elder put down his fishing rod, slowly stood up, and looked straight ahead, “Given this child’s talent, his future achievements are boundless. Being a descendant of Ancestor Yan Zu, can you really resist the temptation not to take him as a disciple?”

“The neutrality of the Immortal Sect must not be disturbed. It all depends on his fate,” said the elder in the plain robe with a smile.

He was the sect hierarch of the Limitless Immortal Sect, the Limitless Taoist priest.

Similar things were happening in other Immortal Sects.

At another site in the Spiritual Mountains.

The Eternal Taoist Temple.

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These ten characters were inscribed on either side of the temple’s inner section, very conspicuous.

Inside, three statues of Celestial Immortals from a millennium ago were seated.

In the temple was a gigantic ginseng tree, one hundred feet tall. The ginseng fruit on the branches resembled children, crystal clear, and full of spiritual energy.

A middle-aged Taoist priest with a jade crown sitting under the tree slowly opened his eyes, revealing a delighted smile.

“It turns out to be a descendant of Ancestor Yan Zu. When Yan Country fell all those years ago, I knew it was not meant to cease. The flame of the Taoist temple dimmed, and if we don’t seize this opportunity to gain favor, won’t we be handing over the upper hand to the other Immortal Sects?”

ps: There’s too much content these days, I need some time to organize it..

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