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Chapter 2089: The Ancestors’ Summoning

“Impossible. That’s impossible. It can’t be true,” Shangguan Mu’er shook her head gently. She was dejected as evident sorrow filled her face.

Although she did not believe Jun King much at all, she could not help but think about when Jian Chen had gone missing during the battle between the Empyrean Demon Cult and the Divine Kingdom of Pingtian in the southern region of the Cloud Plane.

The battle was undoubtedly intense. Even Godkings that possessed supreme battle prowess in the Divine Kingdom of Pingtian could die. If Godkings hunted down Jian Chen, given his strength as an Overgod, it would truly be grim for him. He would face the danger of dying.

Subconsciously, Shangguan Mu’er believed something that she did not wish to see had happened to Jian Chen in the battle between the Divine Kingdom of Pingtian and the Empyrean Demon Cult.

Shangguan Mu’er closed her eyes painfully. She was in deep grief. Her mood seemed to affect the vegetation in the surroundings, causing the soft, green grass in the surroundings of the mountain peak to lose their lustre at that moment as if they were grieving as well.

“Junior Mu’er, you should forget about that person. Even if he was still alive right now, he’s not worthy of you,” Jun Kong stood beside Shangguan Mu’er and said softly as gentleness filled his eyes.

He was secretly overjoyed. He had no idea who Jian Chen was, nor did he know anything about him. The news of Jian Chen’s death before was a lie he had created. However, he had never thought it would affect Mu’er so much, almost to the point where she believed it to be true.

“I never thought a lie I just made up on the spot would plant the impression that Jian Chen is dead in junior Mu’er’s heart. I believe Jian Chen’s importance to junior Mu’er will gradually decrease as time goes on until it becomes completely diluted. Yep, I better seize this opportunity and leave behind an impression of me in junior Mu’er’s heart,” Jun Kong secretly celebrated. He had already begun planning how to nurture his relationship with junior Mu’er in the next few days so that she had him in her heart.

Shangguan Mu’er was talented, and her otherworldly presence was an irresistible temptation to ordinary men. Even Jun Kong, who held great status in the Daoist Sect of Divine Sound and was loved by countless women, was deeply entranced by Shangguan Mu’er, falling in love with her at first sight.

Moreover, Shangguan Mu’er had gained the basic recognition of the Zither of the Demonic Cry, and she would become an existence who would succeed the Third Ancestor, so it made Jun Kong fall deeper in love with her.

Suddenly, Shangguan Mu’er’s face froze, and she suddenly opened her eyes. Her sorrow disappeared in an instance as a breathtaking light shone in her eyes. She murmured, “No, he’s not dead. He’s not dead. Jian Chen is still alive. I can vaguely sense it. I can clearly sense he’s somewhere distant,” Shangguan Mu’er’s voice was filled with joy.

Jun Kong’s face suddenly froze when he heard that. He stared at Shangguan Mu’er in disbelief. Looking at her excitement and joy, Jun Kong’s face immediately warped in an ugly manner.

At that moment before, he had just managed to plant the impression that Jian Chen was dead in Shangguan Mu’er’s heart. All he had to do was wait for this impression to grow, and she would completely forget about that person called Jian Chen. However, he had never thought that while Shangguan Mu’er was grieving, she would sense Jian Chen blurrily, immediately destroying his lie.

At that moment, Jun Kong only felt furious. It reached quite an indescribable degree.

“So what if he’s still alive. He’s a person of a completely different world compared to us. He’s not worthy of junior Mu’er. Someone as puny as him probably can’t even make it into our sect,” Jun Kong could not help but add. He felt deep envy towards Jian Chen as well as hidden resentment. He continued to scoff, “Let alone making it into our sect, he probably can’t even come to the Skyfire Plane. The Skyfire Plane is nowhere close to the Cloud Plane.”

“Senior Jun Kong, you can look down on all the people in the world, but you can’t look down on him. If I have to speak seriously, it should be me who’s not worthy of him, not him being unworthy of me. As long as he has some time, I believe there’s basically nothing he can’t do in this world,” Shangguan Mu’er calmed down and said coldly.

“Isn’t he just a mere Overgod? Yet he’s being praised like this by junior Mu’er. I wonder if he has managed to leave his name on the Overgods’ Plaque,” said Jun Kong. The more Shangguan Mu’er praised Jian Chen, the deeper his resentment for Jian Chen became.

“The ancestors have once said that first place on the Godkings’ Throne does not make you invincible among Godkings, and first place on the Overgods’ Plaque does not make you the best among all Overgods because there are some extremely impressive prodigies who do not value fame, so they never attempt the Overgods’ Plaque and the Godkings’ Throne,” said Shangguan Mu’er. She paused there and glanced at Jun Kong before continuing, “However, with Jian Chen’s talent, I believe he can definitely make it into the top ten once he becomes a peak Godking.”

Jun Kong’s face sank. He was a supreme Godking from the Godkings’ Throne. Even though he was ranked towards the bottom, he still took pride in it. Now that Shangguan Mu’er, someone he longed for, had told him to his face that the man she missed dearly was someone who could make it into the top ten on the Godkings’ Throne, it was no different to a slap to his face.

Jun Kong’s handsome face paled in fury. Anger rose up inside him as his resentment towards Jian Chen reached its limit.

“It looks like I have to eliminate this Jian Chen to get junior Mu’er,” Jun Kong’s eyes were cold as his heart was filled with killing intent.

“Jun Kong, Mu’er, come see me immediately.”

At this moment, an obscure voice seemed to pass through the fabric of space-time and rang out in Shangguan Mu’er and Jun Kong’s heads.

Jun Kong immediately revealed a polite expression when he heard that, while Shangguan Mu’er’s expression became mixed. She felt gratitude towards the owner of the voice as well as discontent.

Afterwards, the two of them left, heading straight into the depths of the Daoist Sect of Divine Sound, a place that even core disciples could not set foot in.

Within the forbidden grounds, there was a majestic divine hall that had three people seated in the air.

Among the three people was a grey-haired old woman who seemed to be in her twenties, while the other two people were a man and a woman who seemed to be in their thirties. They kept their presences concealed right now, so they seemed extremely ordinary in appearance alone and were just like mortals.

“Disciple Jun Kong greets master!”

“Disciples Shangguan Mu’er greets the three ancestors!”

Shangguan Mu’er and Jun Kong stood politely below as they bowed.

These three people were three of the four great ancestors of the Daoist Sect of Divine Sound. They were the peak power of the sect.

The three ancestors all looked at Shangguan Mu’er eagerly. Not only did they place all their hopes on Shanguan Mu’er, but even the Wind Ancestor who had been in seclusion for so long in an attempt to overcome a final bottleneck placed great hopes on her as well.

This was because Shangguan Mu’er had gained the basic recognition of the Zither of the Demonic Cry. If nothing went wrong, she would become the successor of the Third Ancestor.

“Mu’er, has the artifact spirit of the Zither of the Demonic Cry showed any signs of awakening?” At this moment, the old woman seated in the centre spoke. Her gaze was gentle and filled with care.

Shangguan Mu’er shook her head gently and replied, “Ancestor, the Zither of the Demonic Cry remains the same as before.”

The old woman nodded gently and said, “The Zither of the Demonic Cry has been heavily damaged. Even though it seems fine on the surface, the artifact spirit is still slumbering. Awakening the artifact spirit will be difficult, and even if the artifact spirit does awaken, it’ll be difficult for it to return to its peak condition in a short amount of time.”

“Mu’er, we’ve summoned you here today because we remember a place that might assist the artifact spirit in awakening as quickly as possible. This place is the former divine hall of the Daoist Sect of Neptunea, the Neptunean Divine Palace,” said the old woman.