Chapter 3: The Mirror of Time
Ro Tianlin rubbed his backside, too afraid to speak, his face contorted with pain—he was about to suffer again!
“Ancestor, when are we returning to the Luo family?” Luo Zongqi asked. He was the pillar of the Luo clan; as long as he stood firm, no ancient family or supreme sacred ground would dare to bully them as before.
They had risen from a top family in the Southern Domain to stand on equal footing with the likes of sacred grounds.
“Not in a hurry. Before returning to the Luo family, I intend to visit the Yaoguang Sacred Ground first! Is my primordial divine weapon still with the Luo family?”
Hearing this, Luo Zongqi’s expression turned ashamed. “Ancestor, your divine weapon has shattered...”
“Huh?” Luo Yan was startled.
Luo Zongqi hurried to explain, “After your soul lamp was extinguished, the Time Mirror also broke. Otherwise, who would dare to bully the Luo family with your divine weapon? Although our family is not an ancient one, as long as your weapon remains, no one dares to underestimate us! But shortly after your soul lamp went out, a traitor emerged among our elders and leaked our most important secrets...”
Luo Yan suddenly understood. “So that’s the real reason why the Yaoguang Sacred Ground has been targeting the Luo family?”
It seemed the Luo family wasn’t as formidable as imagined; their strength relied heavily on the original owner’s power.
Luo Yan felt somewhat disappointed. He had hoped the Luo family was more than just a super family of secondary status, unlike the ancient Ji or Jiang clans. But their strength was only at this level...
Having analyzed the situation, Luo Yan continued, “Then send someone to retrieve the shattered Time Mirror. I want to see if it can be repaired.”
The original owner’s primordial divine weapon had reached the quasi-Emperor weapon stage, nearly touching the realm of true supreme Emperor weapons, just a step away! Yet Luo Yan never expected such a weapon could shatter, seemingly closely tied to the original owner’s fate.
“Perhaps we can borrow the Void Mirror from the Ji family for a look,” Luo Yan mused. If he couldn’t fix the Time Mirror, studying the Ji family’s Void Mirror might help. Both were mirrors—one wielding spatial power, the other time power—surely there was some profound connection.
The original owner mastered the most forbidden law of time, a skill only a handful of cultivators throughout history ever grasped.
Perhaps for this reason, the young Luo family ancestor had shone like a brilliant shooting star—invincible among his peers, unmatched worldwide, effortlessly sweeping aside rivals. But in middle age, he vanished from the spotlight; while others still shone, he retreated behind the scenes.
Like a meteor—brief yet dazzling.
It wasn’t that the ancestor no longer wished to dominate, but he had to deal with his own affliction. In his later years, the time law began to corrode his body, drastically shortening his lifespan, forcing him into seclusion...
“Yes, I will send someone immediately... No, I will personally return to the Luo family. Please wait a while, Ancestor!” Luo Zongqi said, no longer joyful upon realizing the ancestor’s precarious health—only cautious now.
The ancestor must not be harmed!
What if the Time Mirror suddenly shattered like before?
That would be the end of the Luo family.
Having experienced such a collapse once, they knew how devastating it was!
“Useless one, come over here! I have some orders for you!” Luo Zongqi called out to Luo Tianlin urgently.
“Dad, does this mean Ancestor has pardoned me? Actually, no need to beg Ancestor—I can handle these punishments! But since Ancestor is the greatest, Dad, you must listen to him and not make him angry!” Luo Tianlin came running, grinning cheerfully.
Luo Zongqi glanced at him once before slapping him hard across the face.
“Smack!”
“If Ancestor gets hurt while I’m away, I’ll skin you alive!”
Luo Tianlin covered his cheek, looking aggrieved. “Dad, Ancestor is so powerful—how could he get hurt?”
Luo Zongqi’s face burned with anger. Another slap.
“Smack!”
Perfectly symmetrical.
“Are you blind or deaf? Can’t you see how Ancestor is? One more word out of line and I’ll break your legs!” Luo Zongqi scowled coldly, adding bitterly, “How did I end up with such a useless son?”
Luo Yan stood silently on the side. That was a bit harsh, wasn’t it? How could a parent crush his own child like that?
Was the Luo family’s tradition really this rotten?
Just as he frowned, Luo Tianlin retorted angrily, “Fortunes change—thirty years east of the river, thirty years west. Old man, don’t underestimate the young when they’re down!”
He deserved that slap.
This kid was indeed too carefree.
Turning to the cultivators in the shop, Luo Zongqi said, “The clan has urgent matters these days; the shop will be closed temporarily. Please understand.”
“Understood, understood! Elder Luo, please attend to your important affairs!”
“Elder Luo, please hurry and don’t keep the ancestor waiting!”
“Elder Luo, go ahead—we understand! This matter will remain strictly confidential!”
The cultivators inside bowed repeatedly, their eyes occasionally flicking toward Luo Yan.
All the living contemporary Saints were present, close at hand. Anyone daring to oppose them would be courting death. And with a Saint of limited lifespan present—just the thought was terrifying. If displeased, with but a thought, no one in Mo City would escape.
After giving further instructions, Luo Zongqi hurried away.
The shop instantly emptied.
“Is it just you two here?” Luo Yan asked, looking at the empty shop.
Luo Tianlin quickly replied, “There used to be many clan members managing the shop, but since the Yaoguang Sacred Ground pressured our family, only my father and I remain, with a few young Luo family members handling the pharmacy. You’ll meet them soon, Ancestor.
“Come with me to rest in the back; I’ll notify the others.”
“Alright,” Luo Yan agreed.
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