Yuan Zun - Chapter 3 Eight Ancestral Symbols…

Yuan Zun - Chapter 3: Eight Ancestral Symbols…

That night, Mu Chen lay on the hard bed, closing his eyes in deep thought.

Su Youwei's family was indeed poor, but Mu Chen didn't dislike them for it. Aside from the discomfort of the bed, everything else was fine. At least they weren't sleeping on the streets.

Suddenly, Mu Chen's consciousness felt as if it were hooked by a fishhook, and he instantaneously found himself in a special space.

"Soul space?" Mu Chen murmured to himself. In this world, it was referred to as spirit and soul. This space felt oddly familiar, and he did not panic.

An invisible force flowed gently through this space; it was likely the power of the soul. A soul is inherently invisible, and it cannot manifest as something visible without training.

Perhaps because he had traveled through time, he felt that his presence in this space was much larger than that of an ordinary person.

"Such an ancient rune... could it be the ancestral symbol rune!?"

Mu Chen sensed a strange aura, prompting him to look in that direction. Not far away, there were eight luminous spheres of different colors, flickering as though they were breathing.

Inside each light ball, there were varying rune changes, each extraordinarily ancient. Each stroke seemed to encapsulate the ultimate truths of heaven and earth. Just gazing at them made him feel entranced and dazzled.

He detected eight distinct auras emanating from these runes, which included devouring, thunder, space, and more.

Buzz!

Suddenly, information flowed from the ancestral talismans, confirming for Mu Chen that these were indeed the eight ancestral talismans of the Tianxuan Continent. His breathing quickened significantly at that moment.

Simultaneously, Mu Chen recalled what he seemed to have encountered during his previous journey through time. It likely was the plane of the Tianxuan Continent, and the ancestral symbols must have accompanied him when he arrived here.

These ancestral symbols were replicas; though not the originals, they were identical in every way. Mu Chen didn't care whether they were originals or not, so long as he could use them.

These ancestral symbols were regarded as supreme treasures in the Wu Dong Qian Kun (Martial Universe) world. Possessing even one allowed the holder to take the test, refine the symbol, and wield its power, helping them to rise above the masses.

However, since these eight ancestral symbols did not belong to the Cang Xuan Heaven or from this universe, they were rejected by this world. He couldn't activate them all at once, as it would take time to adapt to the world's laws.

Even so, Mu Chen was exceedingly excited. It felt as though this was his golden finger.

Mu Chen gazed at the soft white light encircling the eight ancestral symbols, akin to planets orbiting the sun.

In the light, an object the size of two fingers caught his attention. It was a grayish-white stone with dark gray lines etched onto its surface. It appeared to be a mystical rune, both obscure and mysterious.

Although it lacked ostentatious power, it was not to be ignored. It seemed to balance the eight ancestral symbols. Mu Chen's eyes widened at the sight of the stone.

"Ancestor Stone?!"

Mu Chen inhaled sharply. This did not seem to be a replica but the original itself. However, having obtained this item meant Lin Dong would find it difficult to become a martial ancestor in his world. The ancestral stone had greatly aided Lin Dong on his cultivation journey. It was no exaggeration to say it was an indispensable treasure.

Forget it—since he had received it, it now belonged to him. This item was destined to stay with him, and treasures belonged to those who were destined to possess them.

Additionally, this place was far removed from the Tianxuan Continent; sending the ancestral stone back was impossible.

He felt overjoyed. It's refreshing when good things happen. With the eight ancestral talismans and the ancestral stone in hand, his future looked promising.

Finding a place to hide and live freely was no longer just a dream.

If he were more talented, Lin Dong could become the Martial Ancestor; therefore, it was not impossible for him to do so as well.

He became excited just thinking about it. Time travelers usually come with a golden finger as standard. Although it wasn't an invincible treasure, it had very comprehensive functions.

To activate all eight ancestral symbols, a specific opportunity was needed; otherwise, one could only activate one ancestral symbol upon advancing to a higher realm. This way, all eight ancestral symbols could only be activated when one reached the almost unimaginable Dharma Realm.

Since the ancestral stone was the original, it had suffered significant damage and required time to repair before its basic functions could be used again.

While he had access to a treasure trove, they currently lacked the strength and tools to fully utilize it. Nevertheless, there was hope for the future.

By the way, the evil tribe from outside the realm seemed to be the escaped saint tribe. Both the ancestral stone and ancestral talismans had a restraining effect on these alien demons. Did that mean they could also restrain the Saint tribe to some extent?

Hehehe, if he encountered the saints in the future, he might give it a try.

"It's stone-like but not stone, jade-like but not jade, wood-like but not wood... It feels really strange." Mu Chen took out the ancestral stone and felt an unusual softness as he pinched it.

The ancestral stone was the second most valuable item on the ancient divine items list and had many magical uses.

After playing with and examining it for a while, Mu Chen stored the ancestral stone away. He believed he would sleep soundly that night and perhaps even have a pleasant dream.

The next day, after eating, Mu Chen regained some strength and was able to walk outside.

When he opened the door, he saw Su Youwei washing clothes, beads of sweat rolling down her fair and delicate face.

While birthplace does not determine one's future entirely, it makes a significant difference in youth. Had Su Youwei been born into a noble family, she would likely be treated like a princess, surrounded by maids.

"Youwei, is there anything I can do to help?"

Mu Chen felt embarrassed merely standing idly by and couldn't help scratching his head.

"Mu Chen?"

Su Youwei was too focused on her task and jumped when he called her name. She looked at him with a reproachful gaze.

"Could you fetch me two buckets of water from the well? Just be careful not to fall in."

Considering it and finding herself without any other tasks, she asked Mu Chen for help with her laundry.

"Okay!"

Mu Chen eagerly rubbed his hands together, rolled up his sleeves, and went to get water for Su Youwei.

It was remarkable how his small frame had little strength; with thin arms and legs, he struggled to pull the bucket out of the well.

Children really are weak. They need to grow up quickly, or they'll be mistaken for frail little dogs.

Su Youwei couldn't help but laugh at the sight; she thought he was less energetic than herself.

However, in contrast to yesterday, Mu Chen exuded a more optimistic attitude now. What had happened the previous night?

Though he recognized that her laughter was not mocking, Mu Chen couldn't shake the feeling of embarrassment. He needed to practice more; otherwise, he would lose face.

His optimism derived from the knowledge that he possessed a golden finger, removing much of his confusion about the future.

When Su Youwei's grandfather observed this scene, he smiled and stroked his beard. It was enough for them to coexist in harmony. Even if matters became unmanageable in the future, Mu Chen would still provide companionship for his granddaughter.

He understood that his physical condition was deteriorating. If he had enough money, treatment might be possible; however, he was short on funds. In the absence of a cure, he despised the thought of leaving his granddaughter alone.

(End of this chapter)