Chapter 1597. The One Line From Hundreds of Years Ago (1/2)

Back when Wang Lin unconsciously blasted away the storm, Dun Tian’s senior brother felt something. He then spent a large amount of life force to divinate nine times.

He was going to find the future of the Soul Refining Sect. He was going to find the Soul Refining Sect a path to survival!

The nine divinations all gave him an extremely absurd conclusion. He didn’t believe it at first, but after coming to the same result nine times, he had to believe it.

All the divinations pointed to the country of Zhao. They pointed toward a specific country and a scholar inside that county!

As a result, he came with his expectations high along with a feeling of absurdity. After arriving in this country, he spent a few days questioning almost every single scholar, but he didn’t get a satisfactory answer.

Those scholars were only mortals; how could they answer this question? With the middle-aged man’s cultivation level, forget the country of Zhao, he was considered extremely powerful across the entire planet. Soul Transformation, Soul Transformation, just one step from Ascendant!

The middle-aged man rolled up his sleeves and the black wind roared. Endless ghosts roared inside, surrounding Wang Lin and Big Fortune. This caused this area to separate from the world and become blurry.

Big Fortunate was still sleeping. His snores echoed and seemed to be out of place. Wang Lin turned around and looked at the man that had walked out from the dark world.

This person was an immortal, Wang Lin understood this, but he wasn’t afraid at all. He could see that while the middle-aged man seemed powerful, he was in fact extremely weak.

Wang Lin didn’t understand why. It seemed that ever since that voice had appeared in his mind during that rainy night, a strange change had happened to his body.

This change was an inexplicable feeling, and it became even more apparent just after he finished writing the answer to the test!

He calmly looked at the middle-aged man that walked over and slowly said,

“Speak.”

The middle-aged man was surprised. He stood several feet from Wang Lin and carefully looked at Wang Lin. In his eyes, Wang Lin was very ordinary, a true mortal and not a cultivator.

However, Wang Lin’s calm expression allowed the middle-aged man to see something extraordinary. All the scholars he had encountered had crumbled before him. The fear and terror they felt required him to use a spell to sooth them before they could speak.

Wang Lin was the first person he had met that was so calm.

This couldn’t even be described as calm. From what the middle-aged man saw, Wang Lin seemed to not care about his presence at all. It was as if Wang Lin didn’t think of him as an immortal but as a mortal.

It has to be said that with his cultivation level, even mortal emperors would have to tremble in fear and treat him like an ancestor. The invisible pressure around him wasn’t something a mortal could resist; even cultivators would be suppressed with fear.

This middle-aged man had only encountered something like this twice in his life. Both of the mortals that he met that were this calm were the greatest scholars on planet Suzaku.

These great scholars had comprehended the heavens and could see through the world. They had powerful auras and were not afraid of ghosts or the supernatural. Although even a Qi Condensation cultivator could kill them, the higher one’s cultivation level, the more they would feel an aura similar to that of a cultivator within the scholars.

If someone like this were to cultivate, they would be a natural.

Wang Lin was the third person that gave him this feeling. After pondering for a bit, the middle-aged man clasped his hands at Wang Lin.

“This old man is Soul Refining Sect’s sect master, Nian Tian.”

“One line to read the heavens. The word ‘Nian’[1] covers everything. Good name!” Wang Lin smiled and clasped his hands at the middle-aged man. The aura of a great scholar became even stronger on his body. The howling ghosts slowly retreated as if they were afraid to get close. Even the howling weakened until it disappeared completely.

This shocked the middle-aged man. He took a deep breath and hope appeared in his eyes. He faintly felt that he would find his answer from his person. It was likely that his nine divinations all pointed to this person!

“This old man wants to ask if my Soul Refining Sect has a path to survival! I hope you can resolve this old man’s hundred-year question!” Nian Tian looked sincere and clasped his hands at Wang Lin again.

The inheritance of his sect was very important, and asking a mortal was very strange. Even Nian Tian himself thought it was absurd, but with nine divinations coming to the same result, he had to believe it. Luckily, Wang Lin’s extraordinary calmness allowed him to see hope as he waited for Wang Lin’s answer.

After hearing this question, Wang Lin was startled and silently pondered.

“I can’t answer it.” After a long time, Wang Lin shook his head. He had no idea what the Soul Refining Sect was. He could only roughly guess that it was an immortal sect.