Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1691 - 907: Since Ancient Times, Heaven’s Will Is Hard to Fathom (3)

Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Dada dada...

After a brief moment, the distinct sound of approaching footsteps could be heard from a distance. Soon, a slender figure rounded a corner and began to sprint rapidly in this direction.

Upon a closer examination, the individual appeared to be in his mid-twenties, possessing an unremarkable appearance but an exceptionally determined expression.

He was clad in a Waterproof Magical Robe, though both his hair and footwear had already been thoroughly soaked by the relentless downpour.

Soaked by the torrential rain that blurred his vision, Li Qingping rushed onward, suddenly noticing a patch of dry ground several yards ahead.

His eyes brightened with hope, and he immediately channeled his Spiritual Power. With a powerful push off the ground, his body launched forward like a speeding arrow.

A sharp, crisp sound followed as he covered several yards in a single leap, swiftly reaching the dry expanse.

Within a three-yard radius, the ground remained arid and untouched by the rain, not a single drop falling within this sheltered zone.

Li Qingping tilted his head upwards, observing an invisible Barrier suspended above him, effectively repelling all the cascading rain.

He then shook his Waterproof Magical Robe, a feeling of immense fortune washing over him.

Without this blessed Treasure Land, he surely would have been left as drenched as a sodden chicken.

With this thought in mind, Li Qingping turned his gaze towards a nearby establishment.

"Heavenly Will Square?" he instinctively read aloud the unfamiliar characters adorning the plaque.

However, in the very next instant, Li Qingping was struck with profound shock, for he realized he had no comprehension of the script presented on the sign.

The three characters were remarkably intricate; a mere glance sent him into a dizzying state, as if he had suffered a powerful mental blow.

After a considerable pause, Li Qingping finally regained his composure and inadvertently let his eyes drift to the couplets flanking the entrance:

"Fated guests please enter, unfated passersby won’t recognize."

A sense of bewilderment washed over Li Qingping, and for reasons he couldn't quite fathom, he felt an innate pull to step inside.

The moment he crossed the threshold, he was met by an alluringly beautiful woman, radiating charm, who approached him with deliberate grace.

"Welcome, fated guest, to our Heavenly Will Square. I am Zhen’er, and I offer you my most respectful greetings." Zhao Zhongzhen offered a slight bow, accompanied by a smile that was brilliantly captivating.

Her smile was akin to a hundred blossoms unfurling in full bloom, an unparalleled beauty that defied any adequate description.

Li Qingping, utterly captivated by her smile, found himself lost in a trance.

Humph!

At this precise moment, a frosty snort abruptly echoed within his mind, instantly shattering his daze and clarifying his thoughts.

Wary of prolonging his gaze, he hastily lowered his head, only to discover that another individual had mysteriously materialized beside him.

He subtly raised his head, deliberately averting his eyes from Zhao Zhongzhen, and cast a glance to his side.

An Elder, garbed in pristine white robes, possessed gentle features, and carried an air of refined elegance, came into his view.

Then, a voice as smooth and flowing as water reached his ears: "Since you, honored guest, have managed to enter Heavenly Will Square, it is evident you are a fated individual. Our establishment houses countless Treasures, which are exclusively offered to those with fate. Please, feel at liberty to peruse our collection and select anything that catches your eye."

"Should you discover a Treasure that resonates with you, do not hesitate to present an offer. If the price proves agreeable, the Treasure shall undoubtedly become yours."

Upon hearing these words, Li Qingping’s gaze was drawn irresistibly to his surroundings.

What he saw next left him utterly astounded, his eyes widening to their full capacity.

The antique shelves were laden with an innumerable quantity of Flowing Light Treasures, each exuding an extraordinary aura and remarkable quality.

These shelves were densely packed, stretching for nearly a hundred yards, housing an imposing collection of over a hundred distinct Treasures.

The sheer number of Treasures displayed on the shelves was simply staggering.

Li Qingping, still young and with limited worldly experience, could not identify the majority of these wondrous items.

However, every single Treasure he did recognize was unequivocally rare and possessed immeasurable value.

Ten Thousand Years Sea Marrow Jade, Tri-element Heavy Water, Thousand-Pattern Star Algae Fruit, Earth Core Heavy Xuan Iron, Seven-color Coral, Sword Pill...

The deeper Li Qingping looked, the more his astonishment grew, his eyes expanding to an extreme degree.

Observing his reaction, Zhao Hualin’s smile broadened, and he suddenly leaned in, his voice a tempting whisper, "Guest, have your eyes settled upon any of our treasures?"

These words served as a jolt, pulling Li Qingping back from his stunned state.

He painstakingly turned his head, actively resisting the overwhelming allure, and murmured with palpable hesitation, "My apologies! The Treasures here are far beyond my means; I couldn't possibly afford even a single item."

Li Qingping, at the age of twenty-five, had only managed to break through to the Qi Refining Middle Stage the previous year.

Constantly aware of his financial limitations, he fully understood that his meager resources made purchasing any of the Treasures within this establishment an impossibility.

Zhao Hualin displayed a hint of surprise at his words and was about to attempt further persuasion.

At that precise moment, a cold, authoritative voice suddenly resonated in his mind: "Step aside!"

Zhao Hualin’s heart skipped a beat, as he realized another presence had materialized discreetly beside him.

"Zhen’er, pay your respects to the Ancestor!" Zhao Zhongzhen’s voice suddenly broke the tension, rousing him.

Zhao Hualin promptly bowed in deference, offering his profound respect to the Fourth Ancestor.

Zhao Sheng motioned for the other two to step back and personally saw to the arrival of the destined visitor.

The heavens' decree is difficult to defy!

Li Qingping's capacity to breach his prohibition and emerge as the first to enter the Heavenly Will Square undeniably showcases his profound Qi Fortune, a blessing bestowed by this realm's Heavenly Dao.

Zhao Sheng harbored an intent to gauge the current 'condition' of this realm's Heavenly Dao, thus he deemed Li Qingping a most suitable pawn.

"Our Square has a destined connection with you, the guest. You are granted the liberty to select any Treasure, which shall be bestowed upon you without any conditions."

These words struck Li Qingping's heart with a sudden, fierce beat, leaving his mouth feeling parched.

He scrutinized the individual before him, a sense of disbelief welling up, and couldn't help but inquire, "Can I truly... pick whatever I desire?"

Zhao Sheng offered a silent smile, merely extending a hand in a gesture of 'proceed'.

Witnessing this, Li Qingping's apprehension vanished, and he dashed towards the closest display shelf filled with ancient items.

Fifteen minutes passed.

Thirty minutes.

Forty-five minutes.

...

A significant portion of an hour elapsed in mere moments, as Li Qingping unconsciously traversed past numerous antique shelves.

After surveying hundreds, perhaps thousands, of Treasures, his mind reeled from the sheer abundance, succumbing to an overwhelming indecision.