Chapter 1956 - 1955: Fortune True Saint, Sorrowful Heaven Buddha

"I still need to investigate this matter before drawing any conclusions.

But thanks to you for informing me of this news," the Dark Dragon Venerable said, bowing to Xu Zimei.

Xu Zimei waved his hand.

He said, "No need to thank me, it probably won't be long before this news becomes common knowledge.

After all, such a significant event as the Empress's legacy can't be hidden from the world."

In fact, this was also one of Xu Zimei's strategies.

After all, if he just proclaimed the Empress's legacy on the street, no one might believe him.

By using the Shadow Sect to spread the news,

the feasibility is higher.

And it's feared that the speed of dissemination will be even faster.

After all, within the so-called Nine Great Sovereigns of East Hundred City, although there is apparent mutual antagonism,

in secret, who knows if there are collusions?

Perhaps spies planted among each other will quickly spread the news.

"I have always stood by my word, should you wish to join the Shadow Sect, I will be waiting for you."

Xu Zimei waved his hand; he didn't want to discuss this topic.

The matter of the Empress's legacy was too significant for the Dark Dragon Venerable to press further and he hurriedly left.

Xu Zimei observed this Victory City.

It's said that at the peak of the Empress's power, this city was already the first city in East Hundred City, or even the Nine Domains.

And now, the city has expanded again, only getting larger.

The Outer City is mostly filled with various food and new residents entering here.

But the Inner City is the true Victory City.

Within the Inner City, it's more than a simple city.

Within it are the legacies and relics left by various powerful figures, if a fated person finds them, they can reach the skies in a single bound.

So even after all these years, Victory City remains flourishing and vast.

Up to today, countless people still come here, hoping to find the Empress's legacy, or the legacies of those powerful figures who once followed her.

Walking through the Outer City, Xu Zimei entered the Inner City.

This Inner City was extraordinary.

Firstly, the city walls were made of transparent crystal blocks filled with various powers.

Each crystal block harbored immense power.

It's said that these walls are an unparalleled means of attack.

If countless crystals were to unite, even the Three Corpses Strong Ones would have to retreat.

However, for all the years Victory City has endured, the power within has diminished greatly.

Thus, normally, the city wall's divine powers are not activated.

Entering the Inner City, just at both sides of the road, there were already two ancient relic sites.

A group of people wearing white short sleeves and white scarves on their heads ran towards him.

They politely said, "Is this guest visiting our Victory City for the first time?

Our city is vast, with every attraction imaginable.

If the guest is willing, I can guide you."

This group of white-scarfed people soon began to argue among themselves.

"Guest, choose me; I charge less."

"I've been in this Victory City for hundreds of years, I know every blade of grass and tree here like the back of my hand," said Xin Laowu.

These white-scarfed people were like tour guides by nature.

Because Victory City is so large, with many legacies, many people come attracted by its fame, urgently wanting to understand the place.

So this profession was born from necessity.

Seeing several white-scarved people arguing incessantly, Xu Zimei casually pointed to someone.

It was old man Xin Laowu.

"It will be you!"

The others saw Xu Zimei had already made his choice and ceased their persistence, leaving to find other guests.

"The guest is sharp-eyed to spot me," Xin Laowu chuckled.

"I grew up in this Victory City; choosing me is the right choice."

"And I only charge one hundred Spirit Stones per day."

Xu Zimei didn't respond as he entered Victory City, observing the two relic sites on both sides.

The site on the left was an ancient well.

A stone tablet stood above it.

It read, "Fortune True Saint Ancient Well."

The site on the right was a Buddha statue, compassionate-looking, with one hand resting on its leg.

The other hand was posed towards the Skyward Que.

The Buddha statue was unique, with a string of crystalline tears at the corner of its eye,

tears flowing from the statue.

"Would the guest like to try these two relic sites?" Seeing Xu Zimei's interest, Xin Laowu began his work.

He introduced proactively, "The left, Fortune True Saint Ancient Well, was left by Fortune True Saint.

Fortune, Longevity, and Trouble were once the Empress's leading generals.

This ancient well grants everyone only one chance in a lifetime; depending on your fortune, you can get something from it."

"It might be a treasure, or it might be misfortune.

This entirely depends on your fortune.

And one only gets one chance in a lifetime."

"As for the Sorrowful Heaven Buddha, it's said to be left based on the model of the Sorrowful Heaven Buddha, the Empress opened the path to.

This statue contains a supernatural skill; if comprehended, it could be a means of aggression."

"While I don't lack treasures, it seems interesting to give it a try," Xu Zimei said with a smile.

He first walked towards the ancient well.

The well was a bronzed color, looking like any aged well,

but on it, there was a handprint.

A colorful glow was reflected from the bottom of the well, nearly blinding, making it hard to see inside.

When Xu Zimei placed his hand on the handprint, the entire ancient well seemed to be activated.

Golden light shot up from around the well.

The surface was covered with densely packed text.

At the same time, Xu Zimei heard the voice of the Fortune True Saint in his mind.

......

"I began cultivating at the age of thirteen and met the Empress after a century.

With the Empress, my life had a goal, willing to follow her through fire and water.

With the Empress's guidance, I comprehended the Path of Fortune.

After a thousand years, I shed the malice qi of my former life, thus forging the Fortune True Body."

"I thought my life would be boundless.

But the malice qi I thought I had removed grew because of improper handling.

The Empress told me, there's a principle of light and dark in the world; their eternal cycle is the truth of the universe.

Though I cut away the malice, I cannot kill it.

For there has long been an inexorable link between my Fortune and this malice.

Today, with supreme Power of Fortune, I suppress this malice in the ancient well.

Should I die challenging heaven, would the fated one wielding my Fortune Sword eradicate this malice and prevent chaos in the world."

After the voice in his mind concluded, Xu Zimei saw a golden apparition slowly condense within his sight.

This golden apparition had features, yet everything was of Fortune's gold, making it impossible to discern anything.

"Greetings, successor!

If you see these words, I am already dead.

You seeing this proves you are the fated one chosen by Fortune."