Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 461 - 372: Turmoil, New Era, and Search_3

Chapter 461: Chapter 372: Turmoil, New Era, and Search_3

"But according to what my adopted sons have said, the Heavenly Sword Talent they have cultivated does not have such an effect at all; some simply feel an increased interest in swordsmanship."

"The enhancement of the Object Manipulation Skill into divided consciousness creation is even more absurd. After cultivating it, not only does object manipulation not become faster, it actually slows down."

Upon hearing this, Fan Mingxiu’s face showed a look of astonishment. This was the first time he had heard of such a situation where powers would weaken after cultivation.

The president sighed and said, "This change is not just happening to them."

"According to the results of the investigations my people have conducted over the past few years, about half a month after the major changes in the world—when spiritual energy surged—all those in both realms who had cultivated these two enhancements found that they had weakened."

"It’s the same for those who cultivated before the surge of spiritual energy and those who achieved it afterward. Without exception,"

"And if I’m not mistaken," he continued, "this change originates from the battle on the Moon."

The battle on the Moon...

It had been five years, and just when everyone was gradually forgetting about Lin Xing, Fan Mingxiu heard mention of this incident once again.

The president went on to say, "There was an interesting character who told me that Lin Xing’s opponent on the Moon... came from the Immortal World."

"And to deal with Lin Xing, the opponent used the authority of the Immortal Court to weaken the enhancements that Lin Xing had mastered."

"That is exactly why the divided consciousness creation and Heavenly Sword Talent have now become worthless."

Upon hearing these words, Fan Mingxiu was first shocked, then a deep fear set in.

The powers that experts had cultivated diligently over many years were supposed to be the most reliable thing in their hands, the capital with which they traversed the world.

But now, a powerful person like Lin Xing could have those hard-earned powers directly weakened.

Fan Mingxiu said gravely, "The Immortals actually possess such terrifying power? To render the world’s cultivators’ years of painstaking effort to naught..."

But the president shook his head, looking up at the sky, and said, "It’s not the power of the Immortals, but the power of the Immortal Court."

Fan Mingxiu knew very little about the so-called Immortal Court, but he knew that the president, from an overseas lineage, held many secrets that had been lost. Now, as the president began to reveal those secrets, he listened even more intently.

The president spoke slowly, "All arts and skills in this world, whether they are enhancements or legacies, are all under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Court."

"Whenever there is a new enhancement or a new legacy, it will also be recorded, collected, and managed by the Immortal Court."

"I used to think this was an exaggeration, but I didn’t expect the Immortal Court to be capable of doing things more astonishing than I imagined."

As he spoke, ambition gleamed in the president’s eyes.

"I have spent so much time and resources investigating the weakening of Lin Xing’s cultivation enhancements, not for the man Lin Xing himself."

"After the battle on the Moon, even if he is still alive, he’s probably just like my adopted sons, reduced to a wreck."

"The important thing is the Immortal Court."

"I want to know more about the Immortal Court."

Then, looking towards Fan Mingxiu, the president said, "Mingxiu, I’ve called you here to investigate which arts and enhancements Lin Xing had mastered, and to see which ones have been weakened and which remain unchanged."

"Beyond that, check if Lin Xing left behind any information about his opponent, about the Immortal Court."

Fan Mingxiu pondered for a while, then said, "I may have to take a trip to Xia Country for that and start from the people he knew. But if it comes to that, I’m afraid..."

The president let out a cold laugh, "I know what you’re worried about. I will handle that madwoman."

"You’re representing me on this trip. You don’t need to have any reservations. If someone dares to obstruct you, I will wipe out their entire clan."

...

The sixth year of the spiritual energy surge.

The Moon.

A spaceship, radiating waves of Buddhist light, was slowly descending, landing on the lunar surface.

Behind the observation windows of the spaceship, the team members participating in this operation looked at the desolate expanse of the Moon’s surface, their eyes filled with awe.

What they saw before them were the dense mountains, high and low, insurmountable as heaven’s trench, seemingly endless at a glance.

Such extraordinary vistas were the reason that the traces of the battle from six years ago on the Moon could be seen from over three hundred thousand kilometers away.

They were the first visitors to set foot on the Moon in these six years, and seeing this awe-inspiring sight for the first time was breathtaking.

"Only by coming here in person and seeing it with your own eyes can you appreciate how marvelous the battle on the Moon was."

The people turned to look at the young man who spoke, their eyes filled with reverence.

This person was Du Kong, the principal disciple of the Bright Buddha.

Though the Bright Buddha was not considered one of the Four Immortal Emperors, he was still one of the formidable beings in both realms, considered by many to be one of the top ten experts in the world.

Du Kong, having had his mortal body personally recreated by the Bright Buddha, had an aptitude far beyond ordinary. Two years ago, he had mastered the third legacy of Da Guangming Temple, the Dharma King.

Yet, Du Kong’s heart was filled with mixed emotions.

"After the battle on the Moon began six years ago, those of us on Earth could no longer observe the battle through any means. We could only see some remnants of the aftermath and the ruins left in its wake."

"Five years ago, the changes on the Moon’s surface stopped, as if the battle had ended."

"Since then, any probe that approached would crash, and the Moon became like a private garden of some will, not allowing anyone to peep."

"Starting two years ago, this phenomenon began to wane, and lunar landers could finally land successfully and send back messages."

"Until today, the master seems to be getting more anxious, and finally allowed me to join the mission to the Moon."

"To seek... Lin Xing!"

Du Kong thought, "But is that person really still alive on the Moon? According to the information we’ve obtained from Kunlun, he should have been downgraded by the Immortal Court to a mortal, doomed undoubtedly."

While Du Kong pondered,

Deep under the Moon’s surface,

In a chamber with no exits,

A pair of eyes suddenly opened, gazing in the direction of the landing spaceship.