Chapter 876: Chapter 548: Heavenly Mirror “No, no, the two seniors have misunderstood.” Ming Lingfeng was briefly startled by the sudden and terrifying aura of the two Heavenly Generals, repeatedly waving his hands in a hurry to explain: “Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu is recognized as the founding ancestor of the Qi Refining lineage and the source of all Qi Cultivators. I was just lucky to obtain a minor part of the inheritance. I only mentioned the lineage out of respect, and certainly do not dare to claim to be a direct disciple of the Dao Lord. I am unworthy.” His words were half-true. It was true that the Qi Cultivator’s orthodoxy originated from Zheng Chu, but he was indeed not a direct disciple; he had only stumbled upon a few seemingly incomplete scriptures related to Zheng Chu’s orthodoxy in the Lower Realm and had been exploring his cultivation since. He announced the title mainly out of admiration for the Pathfinder, and a faint hope that it might help him find a better foothold in the Upper Realm. Perhaps this senior had already gained fame in the Upper Realm, it was unknown. However, the two Heavenly Generals dared not take Ming Lingfeng’s hurried explanation lightly. Whether a direct disciple or not, as long as Zheng Chu’s name was involved, it was a monumental matter in the current Great Universe. The two exchanged glances, seeing the gravity on each other’s faces. One immediately took out an emergency Communication Jade Talisman, imprinted it with a Divine Sense, and crushed it without hesitation. The Jade Talisman turned into a streak of light, vanishing into the Void, directly reaching the highest commander in charge of guarding the Ascension passageway in Falling Leaves Heaven. The Immortal General who received the message had been enjoying tea. Seeing the words Zheng Chu, Qi Cultivator, and Ascender in the Jade Talisman, his hand trembled violently, almost dropping the teacup. He too dared not be negligent, his expression changed dramatically, and he immediately reported it again using a higher level of communication. This matter was beyond his jurisdiction. The news of Zheng Chu and the related orthodoxy caused a massive stir in Falling Leaves Heaven, rapidly traversing the strict hierarchies of the Linxian Three Clans, astonishingly fast, instantly alarming the higher-ups of the Three Great Clans. In just a brief moment, the originally serene Ascension entrance suddenly distorted, and the Laws roared. Three indescribably majestic figures abruptly appeared. They did not arrive by walking but manifested directly by tearing through time and space, surrounded by visions of Chaotic Qi and dazzling Star Rivers, their figures blurred, as if standing in different spacetime dimensions. Just standing there, the invisible pressure caused the stable space to tremble slightly, making the heavens buzz. Upon receiving the news, the Lin Xian Three Clans’ three most powerful Great Immortal Emperors had all arrived together. The two Gatekeeper Heavenly Generals were terrified to the extreme, feeling their Primordial Spirits trembling, instinctively bowing down, prostrating themselves completely, not daring to draw even a deep breath. They had guarded this place for many years, and even considering their past lives, they had never witnessed such a spectacle—the appearance of the Great Immortal Emperors of the Three Clans simultaneously, and all for a newly ascended Lower Realm cultivator. Ming Lingfeng was utterly bewildered, his mind blank, not knowing what had happened. He only felt three irresistibly powerful Divine Senses lock onto him instantaneously, immobilizing him, almost freezing his thoughts. The three Great Immortal Emperors ignored the prostrating Heavenly Generals, their gazes tangible as they landed on Ming Lingfeng. One of them raised a hand and pressed downwards. Ming Lingfeng felt a tightening around him, as if seized by an invisible giant hand. Immediately after, three vast Divine Senses, as immense as a Star Sea, rudely invaded his Sea of Consciousness—not for a Soul Search, but directly to trace the lines of causality on him. Invisible yet substantial threads, carrying multifaceted connections of past, present, and future, appeared clearly in the eyes of the three Great Immortal Emperors. Following the threads related to the concepts of Qi Cultivators and Zheng Chu, they used immense mana to trace back, aiming to directly uncover the traces and origins of Zheng Chu. The three merged their Divine Senses, achieving high efficiency. The causal lines extended downward quickly, penetrating the barriers of the Near Immortal Realm and probing into the Lower Realm. Soon, they discovered many traces exuding the same origin aura as Ming Lingfeng. These Qi Cultivators were scattered in different regions, seemingly numerous, but their cultivation levels were generally low, mostly lingering in the Third and Fourth Rank, with the highest barely reaching the Fifth and Sixth Rank, like ants when placed in the Upper Realm. Compared to the vast Linxian Upper Realm, the Lower Realm was too negligible, energy-poor, and its Laws obscure, almost entirely negligible. The top giants who had previously sought traces of Zheng Chu in the Immortal Realm had only given it a cursory glance, never carefully examining, hence missing the newly emerged minor orthodoxy. If it weren’t for Zheng Chu’s association, they wouldn’t have investigated as meticulously as they were doing now. Yet, the result was the same as before: no findings. Apart from those additional Qi Cultivators with slightly peculiar cultivation methods, there was no direct trace of Zheng Chu himself to be found. He seemed to have never appeared in these Qi Cultivators’ lives, with no master-disciple or inherited causal connections, as if this orthodoxy had naturally emerged from nowhere. Ming Lingfeng’s heart raced wildly. Although he couldn’t fully understand what the three supreme beings were doing, seeing their focused and cold expressions, he gradually understood something. These people had mobilized such forces, evidently not for someone as insignificant as himself, an Ascender, but for the name he had declared: Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu! Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝·𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚·𝔫𝔢𝔱 The Pathfinder seemed to have stirred unimaginable waves in the Upper Realm! In an instant, he couldn’t help but become increasingly anxious, even somewhat regretting having given out that name, fearing it might bring disaster upon himself.