My Master Disconnected Yet Again

Lonemoon didn’t understand how a mortal like Fatty could have something to do with nomological force.He could even force the Heavenly Dao to close the realm gate. But right now, they had to get the person back and do some good studying. It was good that they at least knew his location.

Lonemoon complained about the unreliable Shen Ying while rushing towards the direction of Divine Imperial Sect where they first met Fatty. Finally, on the second morning they arrived at the vicinity of the immortal city from before.

To their surprise, the inside and outside of the city were both very lively today. There were many times the cultivators compared to a few days ago. Lonemoon felt confused as he rushed towards the sub branch of Divine Imperial Sect. But the closer they got in its direction, the more people there were. Especially at the foot of the mountain where Divine Imperial Sect was at, the road was pretty much blocked by the many cultivators. Most of them were Foundation Establishment and Golden Core cultivators, but none were beyond Nascent Soul. These people gathered in groups of three to five, or sat meditating alone, but all of them faced the same direction. They seemed to be waiting for something.

Lonemoon who intended to get on the mountain secretly hesitated. Smiling, he asked a cultivator near him, “Fellow Daoist, I chanced by this place, may I know what day it is today, and why is it so lively? Is there something big happening at Divine Imperial Sect?”

“You didn’t know?” That cultivator looked at him with some surprise. “Then you are pretty lucky! Today, Perfected One Yu Su from Divine Imperial Sect ascends to Soul Formation, so it is the day of his Ascension Ceremony. All sects and clans have sent people to congratulate him. We disciples from small sects will not receive an invitation, so we can only garner what remaining little bit of glory from outside.”

“Ascension Ceremony?” Is this the grand affair that the cultivators were talking about? Lonemoon frowned. Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong with those words, and subconsciously he asked, “I know little, but does this Supremacy Su have so many friends and such high reputation? Such that even disciples who didn’t receive the invitation have gathered under the mountain to congratulate him?” And there were so many people who come!

That cultivator was stunned momentarily. He turned and gave him a strange look, then suddenly laughed, “How can that be!” He gave him a are-you-stupid-or-what look, looked around, and then said in a hushed voice, “What are you thinking? How can we low-level disciples possibly have the chance of knowing Nascent Soul Perfected Ones? These people here probably don’t even know what that Yu Su looks like, how can they possibly be here to congratulate him? They are waiting here anticipating the instant at which he successfully reaches Soul Formation to witness the secret of heaven and try to perhaps gain some understanding by chance to improve their own cultivation.”

Lonemoon was stunned. “You mean he has yet to successfully pass the tribulation? Then why did he hold an Ascension Ceremony for? What if he was struck to death? The higher one’s level of cultivation, the more likely it is to die from ascension! Besides, should he fail, nearby cultivators often get negatively affected. It was fine for those with high cultivation, but those with low cultivation might be struck to ashes. How did they have the courage to come and look on?

“Which mountain cave on earth did you come from? You know nothing at all!” That cultivator grew a bit irritated with the questions, and he looked at Lonemoon like he was an ignorant country dweller who just came to the city. “Didn’t you hear that person’s surname is Yu? One of the Six Great Clans. And people say he’s from the main family. With talents like theirs, how can one who had reached Nascent Soul fail in tribulation? Rest assured and wait, it’s starting soon.”

With that said he paid him no more heed, but directly sat down cross-legged and stared at the mountain seriously like the others.

The more Lonemoon listened, the stranger he felt. How could it be that ascending from Nascent Soul to Soul Formation was such an easy deal in these people’s eyes? Such that the Ascension Ceremony was prepared before the Lightning Tribulation has even passed.

Lonemoon and Chef exchanged a look. Both felt the abnormality of this affair. Therefore they retreated right out of the crowd, put on Aura-Concealing Talismans, grabbed Shen Ying and flew up to Divine Imperial Sect.

The three followed directly behind the crowd of disciples and reached the square easily. Because of a certain invisibility cheat, none doubted their identity.

From far away, they saw a person sitting in the square, a cultivator of late stage Nascent Soul. There was not a single person within several hundred meters from him, but there was a giant protective array drawn under his feet, and about a dozen Dharma artifacts around him. He was that cultivator who was going to go through tribulation.

Lonemoon turned to look towards the right. Several dozens sat on a high platform over there. Most of them were Soul Formation cultivators and there were three traveling immortals whose positions were high by the looks of it. They must be the team of leaders of Divine Imperial Sect. There were also cultivators from other sects who came in congratulation. Upon a closer look, there were seven or eight who looked familiar. They were exactly the people who took Fatty away the other day.

But strangely, Fatty wasn’t among that group of people. He frowned subconsciously. Wasn’t Fatty the sect master? And the big event that those people talked about before must be this Ascension Ceremony. Why is he not seen at the important moment?

Over these few days, Lonemoon actually gathered some information about Fatty’s becoming sect master out of curiosity. The matter of Divine Imperial Sect having a mortal sect master was no secret at all, so it was very easy to get information on that. It had something to do with the establishment of Divine Imperial Sect. It was said that the ancestors of the Six Great Clans owed the ancestor of Fatty as he saved them from danger. Therefore, the six clans instructed their offspring to treat the offspring of the man kindly.

After that, the six clans jointly formed Divine Imperial Sect. To show their respect to the man who saved their lives, every sect master of Divine Imperial Sect from then on were his offspring. However, for some unknown reason, the family branch of Hui Ze had never had many children. There was always only one child in each generation. In addition, their cultivation quality was very bad. Not to mention Nascent Soul or Soul Formation, even with the power of the whole sect pouring out, they couldn’t get a Golden Core cultivator out of their family. All of them died young.

At first, Lonemoon didn’t pay much attention to it. But since Shen Ying’s mentioning of Fatty being the main cause of abnormality for the nomological force, he found the matter a bit weird. It might really have something to do with the bad quality and single-child bloodline. They had to find Fatty as soon as possible.

After examining the surroundings once more to confirm that Fatty wasn’t there, he directly let out his divine perception, hoping to directly locate Fatty.

But the sky actually darkened suddenly. Large waves of lightning clouds gathered in the sky. Vaguely, sounds of thunder could be heard. White flashes of light moved within layers of clouds.

“The Lightning Tribulation has started.” Yi Qing reminded him.

Lonemoon had to draw back his hands. The spirit qi of Lightning Tribulation would affect his detection spell, so he had to wait until it finishes.

It didn’t take long for the lightning clouds above to get prepared. In a short while, a white flash of lightning cut through the sky, hitting right on the body of the person in the middle. Instantly, the whole Divine Imperial Sect was lit with white light. Before that light died down, tribulation lightning fell one after another- each being more violent than the previous one. The rapidly increasing spirit pressure in the surroundings forced some low-level disciples to set up protection and retreat.

Fewer and fewer people gathered in the surroundings. In the end, the dozen or so Soul Formation and traveling immortal cultivators to their right were the only ones left.

Relying on Aura-Concealing Talisman and Shen Ying the cheat, Lonemoon directly stood behind a rock and hid just for the sake of it. Nobody could see him anyway. At the same time, he carefully searched for Fatty, while glancing at the person in the middle who was passing through his tribulation.