Eternal Cultivation Of Alchemy

Ninerise appeared confident that Alex had been hiding something. “What truth it is I want?” he asked. “I want the truth about how you found those sabers. And I want to learn whatever else it is you are hiding.”

“What makes you think I am hiding something?” Alex asked.

“I do,” Ninerise said. “Just duel me. If you are hiding something, tell me. If not, I won’t demand that you tell me anything.”

“Okay,” Alex said. “But I have no intention of learning about your background, you know? I meant, I am interested in knowing where you come from, but not enough to duel you for it.”

“You… don’t?” Ninerise asked. That was the only thing he had on him that he could use for that duel. “Wait a second, I might have something else. Uncle, can we talk for a moment?”

Ninerise looked to the side, waiting. He remained quiet for a second, and Alex wondered why that was. Was he waiting for this uncle of his to arrive?

Ninerise nodded a few times and turned around. “Alright, I have a new deal for you,” he said.

Alex was a little surprised. Was he done with the conversation with his uncle? How? When had he talked with him?

Alex wasn’t fully using his spiritual sense, but it lingered around as it did for every cultivator. If Ninerise had used his spiritual sense more actively, he would’ve sensed it. However, he hadn’t, which meant he communicated with this uncle of his in some other way.

‘A treasure? Talisman?’ Alex wondered. That didn’t seem right. ‘But I didn’t sense any Spiritual sense…’

That meant there was only one answer.

‘Divine sense,’ he thought. This young man had a Divine realm cultivator following him around. He wondered if that Divine realm cultivator would intervene and force him to accept this duel.

“Did you hear me? I have a new duel,” the young man said after Alex didn’t immediately respond.

“I’m really not interested in the duel. Can I not listen to this? I have a duel in less than an hour that I need to get to,” Alex said.

“It won’t take long,” the young man said. “My terms are this. If I win, you tell me everything that happened in the secret realm. If you win, I will ask my grandmother… to make a Divination for you.”

Alex paused. “Divination?” he asked.

Ninerise was about to nod when he saw Alex’s face change. “What’s with that face? Do you hate Divinations or what?”

“Absolutely,” Alex said. The man before him didn’t know how much his life was plagued by the prophecies. “I’ve had enough prophecies for a lifetime. I don’t want another one.”

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The young man was a little puzzled. “That’s because you’ve only come across Divinations made by low-level seers, who probably can’t even peer into fate further than a day. You can’t rely on those.”

Alex wasn’t so sure that was the case. His Divination came from the Divination God himself. He had heard from Bai Jingshen that the man had been in the 3rd Major spirit realm for nearly a few thousand years before he left this world. The Nine Wells of Time had to be his doing as well.

The Dragon Emperor’s prophecies had come true, and so had a few of his. There were a few more he was waiting for, painfully. He did not want another one to be added on top of it.

“Listen, I don’t know how good your grandmother’s prophecies are. I don’t even know who she is, but I don’t want it. You can keep that offer. Just leave me alone,” Alex said.

Ninerise gasped a little. “I’ll have you know that my grandmother is the single greatest Seer in this entire world. Her understanding of Fate is far beyond anyone else in this realm, even far beyond your sect’s Frosteyes.”

Ninerise’s chest heaved as he finished speaking with a passion and quickly realized what he had said. His eyes slowly widened as he realized he had spoken a bit too much.

Suddenly, as though a thunder from a clear blue sky, a man appeared next to Ninerise, laying his hand on the young man.

“You know your mistake, don’t you nephew?” the man, a tall and handsome man with a face more feminine than most women, asked.

“Umm… uncle, can you just ignore that bit,” he said with a foolish grin. “It just slipped out of nowhere.”

“That’s not the sort of thing you can just let slip,” the man said.

“Please don’t take me back,” Ninerise said. “I like it here.”

The man sighed and shook his head. He turned around toward Alex and the dumbfounded individuals behind him. He moved his arm forward and a glowing vortex of swirling energy appeared before him. The vortex, however, did not register as much of anything to the spiritual senses of anyone within the room.

Alex realized what that swirl of energy was. It was this man’s Creation.

“I’m sorry that I have to do this to you all. I promise it will only stay around for a few years,” the man said.

Something struck the four of them, tying itself into their spiritual sense.

Without hesitation, Alex used his technique, activating the Spirit Reversal technique to block off the attack. The world surrounding him died down at once, the colors fading away, the sounds drifting far.

Alex felt something pressuring him, trying to force its way into him, but he stopped it. He only began feeling some headache before it stopped.

The man before him paused and raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Impressive technique,” he said. “To think a weak cultivator like you would have such technique.”

Alex didn’t shut down the technique, so the words felt distant, even though he could hear them clearly.

The man shook his head. “I’m sorry. You have a duel to fight. I can’t try to force you to keep this a secret. Would you still be willing to?”

Alex slowly let go of his technique. The colors returned to the world. The sounds got louder.

He looked at the man before him, saying nothing at all. He couldn’t help but feel the anger within him growing.

If not for the fact that he was an ant before this man, he would’ve attacked him already.

The man looked at them and seemed to realize his mistake. “I’m sorry. We’ll be leaving now.”

“Wait, uncle—”

Before Ninerise could end his words, he was taken away. The man disappeared just as abruptly as he had appeared.

Alex took in a few deep breaths. There were words that he wanted to say, but the man’s Divine sense could still be around them. He didn’t want to attract ire from a Divine realm cultivator just like that.

He turned around toward the 3 behind him. “Are you guys alright?” he asked, but they didn’t seem alright. There was something about them that made him wonder what the man had done to them.

“No,” Fang Yuxie said. “It’s like… it’s like…”

“Like he forced us to take an oath without our intention,” Wang Yanwei said.

Alex’s eyes widened in shock. “What?”

Hearing such an absurd thing, he couldn’t help but wonder who Ninerise was. Who was his uncle? And finally, who was his grandmother who was the greatest seer of the entire Myriad Spirit realm?