Chapter 232: Chapter 230 [Status: Concealing Heavenly Secrets]

“We’ve arrived.”

Yang Fu, along with his son to be apprenticed, had finally reached the summit of Snow Mountain after more than a month of searching.

The runes on Yang Qiang’s body had opened the great gate of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect for him.

Faintly, the sound of Tao could be heard coming from within, and Yang Fu felt a sense of amazement.

“Calculate the heavenly secrets, know the future, unmatched throughout the ages.”

“Command the storms, the lightning, the thunder, and rearrange the rivers and mountains at my will!”

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After reading it once, Yang Fu exclaimed, “Unmatched throughout the ages…such arrogance, truly fitting for the Heavenly Mechanism Sect.”

With just a few simple words, the image of a wild and unrestrained madman’s sect appeared before Yang Fu.

Yang Fu looked up at the sky, and vaguely, it seemed there was a familiar force.

“Under the guidance of the senior Immortal Xing He, Yang Fu brings my son Yang Qiang to apprentice under the Heavenly Mechanism Sect.”

“You two, come in; anyone unrelated should wait outside.”

An ethereal voice came from behind the door, as if echoing across countless spaces and times.

“Baji, wait for me outside.”

“Yes, Family Head,”

Yang Fu led Yang Qiang inside.

The next moment, the world spun around.

His Spiritual Sense seemed to be sealed; he could not perceive anything, as if he had entered another world.

When Yang Fu’s vision cleared, he was standing in a garden, surrounded by birdsong and floral scents, with a fairy-like atmosphere, as if he had entered an Immortal Realm.

[Yang Fu enters the Heavenly Mechanism Immortal Mansion, Yang Family’s prestige increases, +20 Incense.]

Upon seeing the notification message, Yang Genshuo had anticipated it.

“I saw that there was nothing behind that door at that moment; it must have been a teleportation gate, leading to this Heavenly Mechanism Immortal Mansion.”

Yang Genshuo’s eyes were like a measuring tape, nothing could blind them.

He chuckled as he talked to himself, “Let’s see what this legendary Heavenly Mechanism Sect is really like.”

However, the next second… Yang Genshuo’s smile froze.

The usual visual range of 2 kilometers was reduced to a small circle around Yang Fu, only the areas his gaze covered, definitely no more than 100 meters.

“Damn, how did it revert to the initial visual range?”

He hurriedly turned to look at other screens; the views for Yang Shi, Yang Fushuo, Yang Qiangjin were all normal, being the highest Divine Sense scanning range of the Yang Family, 2 kilometers.

Only Yang Fu and Yang Qiang, who were in the Heavenly Mechanism Sect, were exceptions.

This change instinctively made Yang Genshuo furrow his brow, the first time this had happened since he started playing the game…

He slowed the game down, watching Yang Fu and Yang Qiang carefully.

In this garden filled with immortal aura, there were two oddly dressed individuals.

One was wearing colorful attire with strange face paint, looking like a tribal shaman leading a dance.

The other was even more bizarrely dressed, in plain dark blue clothes split between the top and bottom, the top featuring four pockets with straight tube sleeves, giving an overall sprightly appearance.

“What is…?”

Yang Fu was also a bit surprised; this was nothing like the profound, Taoist-boned cultivators he had imagined, and was even less normal than Immortal Xing He in his ragged Taoist robes.

This Heavenly Mechanism Sect… are you for real?

This very proper appearance struck Yang Fu as exceedingly strange, but Yang Genshuo’s mouth was already agape.

“Damn, a Sun Yat-sen suit???”

“What’s going on!”

“This is bad, hallucinations from playing games; seeing a Sun Yat-sen suit in the Immortal Cultivation World.”

So weird!

Yang Genshuo felt that this person standing there was as incongruous as a photo, extremely out of place.

“What is this crap!”

He subconsciously clicked to open the Sun Yat-sen suit wearer’s character card.

Then he saw something even stranger…

[Name: ???]

[Gender: ?]

[Identity: ???]

[Spirit Root: ???]

[….]

[Status: Concealing Heavenly Secrets, ???, ???]

Besides the “Concealing Heavenly Secrets” in the status bar, he could see nothing else.

The other spirit medium was the same.

At this moment, Yang Genshuo admitted that he was a bit panicked.

“Come on, what exactly is the Heavenly Mechanism Sect doing? Can it even interfere with my game?”

At this time, the two of them spoke as well.

Uncle Zhongshan saw the confusion in Yang Fu’s eyes and smiled slightly.

“In this vast world, there are all sorts of wonders. With different cultures come different clothing styles. We felt your call and came before we had the chance to change into the characteristic attire of the Spirit Miao Continent.”

“Oh… Thank you, Immortal, for clarifying. We apologize for disturbing your journey across the four seas.”

“Immortal Senior, can my son Yang Qiang join the Heavenly Mechanism Sect?”

The spirit medium aunt touched the top of Yang Qiang’s head with her hand, and a ray of white light shimmered. A smile also appeared on her face.

“Three years ago, Xing Hezi told us he had found a promising young disciple—it turns out to be this child, indeed destined for our Demon Suppressing Lineage. He shall stay with us and follow our cultivation.”

It seemed she was very satisfied with Yang Qiang’s talent.

Yang Fu also breathed a slight sigh of relief; this confirmed that Yang Qiang could enter the Heavenly Mechanism Sect.

“Aren’t you going to kowtow to your masters now?”

“Which master?”

Yang Qiang asked, still confused.

There were two people; which one should he kowtow to?

Uncle Zhongshan said, “My Taoist name is Lingjizi, and Junior Sister’s is Yuhengzi. We are the heads of the Demon Suppressing Lineage. You may kowtow to both of us. I am your first master, and she is your second master.”

Yang Qiang immediately performed the ritual of kowtowing to masters.

After a series of actions, he called out, “First Master, Second Master.”

“Hmm, come over to your master’s side.”

After a simple master-disciple ceremony, their relationship was established.

Yang Fu looked around and saw no one else; his vision extended only to this garden, beyond which everything was shrouded in fog.

“Now, let’s talk about your issues, Yang Fu. What do you wish to ask?”

Lingjizi smiled as he looked toward Yang Fu, his eyes deep like the vast starry sky, as if he could see through everything.

Yang Fu said nothing; they had already seen through the purpose of his visit.

At this time, Yang Qiang had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Yang Fu looked up at the sky and saw no guidance from his ancestors, which was strange…

Usually, at such critical moments, his ancestors would pay attention and inform him about the capabilities and characteristics of the person in front of him, but today there was no sign of them…

Could it be that his ancestors were preoccupied with other matters?

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Unable to wait for guidance from his ancestors, Yang Fu began to speak according to the plan he had prepared earlier.

“It is rumored that the Heavenly Mechanism Sect understands the laws of Heaven and Earth, knows the past, and predicts the future. Boldly, I ask the Immortal Senior to help calculate an issue concerning the life and death of the elders of my Yang Family.”

“Hehehe… Predicting the heavenly secrets is the fundamental principle of our sect, but the ‘Heavenly Mechanism Skill’ consumes a lot, and we cannot perform it lightly. What price are you willing to pay for this service?”

A price?

Yang Fu pondered for a moment and then tentatively said, “I can donate a sum of Mid Grade Spirit Stones to the Heavenly Mechanism Sect.”

“Spirit Stones? Hehehe… We are not interested in such mundane items.”

Both of them laughed upon hearing about Spirit Stones, as if Yang Fu had heard someone trying to buy his Elixirs with silver.

“Then… Magic Treasures, Elixirs, Talismans, Array Flags—everything valuable in my family is in this storage ring. Feel free to take whatever interests you, Immortal.”

He handed over a storage ring filled with all sorts of treasures accumulated by the Yang Family over the years in the Spirit Miao Continent.

“Take it back.” Yuhengzi furrowed her brows, clearly displeased.

“Our sect desires rare items from this world. I’ll know what’s worth the trade if I touch you.”

Yuhengzi’s jade-like hand touched Yang Fu’s shoulder.

The next moment, her eyes revealed an incredulous expression.