I Have an Omen System

「Several days later.」

BOOM!

A cluster of eerie cyan flames suddenly erupted, sending sparks flying everywhere.

Everything within the Cave Mansion was burned to ashes, sending up plumes of thick, black smoke.

"COUGH, COUGH. What an overbearing True Flame."

Qin Xuan coughed a few times. As the smoke cleared, his entire face was black with soot, and his hair was singed.

His eyes, however, were filled with immense joy.

"Even the Divine Blade Blood Talisman couldn’t easily crack this bastard’s shell, yet it was melted by this inconspicuous True Flame."

Before him, a pool of greenish-blue liquid slowly swirled—it was the Turtle Shell of a Foundation Establishment Stage Longevity Spirit Turtle, melted by the scorching heat.

What a treasure! An absolute treasure!

Qin Xuan couldn’t help but tremble all over.

With this Spiritual Fire, he could now try his hand at both Alchemy and Artifact Refining.

’Unfortunately, with my current strength at the Foundation Establishment Sixth Level, I still can’t fully control this wisp of overbearing True Flame. Otherwise, it would be a huge asset.’

From Ye Lan’s memories, Qin Xuan learned that this Spiritual Fire was called the Profound Cyan Cave Nether True Flame.

It wasn’t the main flame, however, but merely a wisp split from the original.

Even so, it was not something a Foundation Establishment Cultivator could easily command!

’They say that when a Purple Mansion Daoist advances to become a Golden Core True Monarch, they need to find a Golden Core Dao Fire to refine the Dragon and Tiger Grand Pill.’

Qin Xuan mused to himself, ’This Profound Cyan Cave Nether True Flame must have that same power!’

At this thought, Qin Xuan grew even more delighted.

As expected of a Prince Daqian. They have so many good things!

In addition, Qin Xuan also found countless Spirit Talismans, Magical Artifacts, and Pills in the Blessed Land fragment.

If he weren’t worried about exposing himself by selling them now, Qin Xuan would have instantly become the wealthiest of all the Foundation Establishment Incense Masters in the Holy Sect.

Just as Qin Xuan was basking in his joy,

the Holy Sect’s reward arrived.

BUZZ!

His Identity Jade Order trembled slightly, and a grand, indifferent Demonic Sound suddenly echoed.

"Plague Poison Altar Master Qin Xuan, for acquiring 247 Star Orders during the Foundation Establishment Chaos War, is awarded 247 Merit points."

"You are granted 247 mu of Spiritual Fields and a Fief of 2,470 households!"

BOOM!

The voice had barely faded.

A streak of silver-white light flew into Qin Xuan’s Cave Mansion and transformed into a small Jade Tube, which hovered silently before him.

Besides that, there was also a Gilded Copper Seal, inscribed with three words in seal script: "Qin Xuan’s Seal"!

"So that’s where the Holy Sect gets all its mortals from! I was wondering!"

After reading the Jade Tube, he slowly withdrew his Divine Sense from it.

Qin Xuan came to a sudden realization, a wide grin stretching from ear to ear as his face beamed with joy.

"A Fief of 2,470 households! That corresponds to over two thousand mortal families, not to mention the 247 mu of Spiritual Fields..."

"I can even recruit Demon Disciples from among these mortals to serve me!"

The very thought made Qin Xuan incredibly excited.

No wonder the Green Snake Xuan Sha Demon Monarch said we would be satisfied. The Holy Sect finally did something decent for once!

The Blood Demon Sword Sect’s territory was vast, occupying almost the entire northern region of the Circulation Realm.

The Northern Border of the Daqian Dynasty lay at the southernmost edge of the Blood Demon Sword Sect’s lands.

Within the Blood Demon Sword Sect’s sphere of influence, there were naturally Spiritual Fields, mortals, and various subordinate Demon Sects.

Normally, an Incense Master of Qin Xuan’s level was not qualified to have his own domain.

But after surviving the Foundation Establishment Chaos War, everything was different.

From now on, he was a man with land in the Demon Sect!

The Gilded Copper Seal was his proof of ownership. It contained a sub-array of the Holy Sect’s Tier Five Nascent Soul Array, which could be used to command all the mortals in his territory.

Ordinarily, Qin Xuan could have gone to his territory immediately.

Unfortunately, the timing was bad.

It was wartime, and all Spiritual Fields had been requisitioned by the Holy Sect. They would only be redistributed after the war ended.

"Damn that Cyan Cloud Sect! Of all the times to start a war in the Cultivation Realm, they had to pick now, preventing me from even inspecting my own territory!"

Qin Xuan said, puffing his cheeks in frustration.

Just then, Wei Qingyi suddenly arrived.

He was still in his signature attire: a ghastly green robe woven from Ghost Vine. Like Qin Xuan’s, the Lifebound Silver Sword at his waist had also mostly turned a deep gold.

"Junior Brother Qin, it’s been too long! I’ve missed you!"

His voice arrived before he did.

Beaming, Wei Qingyi strode into the Cave Mansion and, upon seeing Qin Xuan, spread his arms wide for an enthusiastic hug.

Qin Xuan subtly sidestepped him and cut right to the chase, "Senior Brother Wei, what brings you here so suddenly?"

Wei Qingyi wasn’t fazed. He just chuckled, leaned in, and said mysteriously, "I’ve just taken on a very lucrative mission. Interested in lending a hand, Junior Brother?"

"Heh. No." Qin Xuan refused flatly.

He knew without even thinking that a guy like Wei Qingyi was up to no good.

"Hey, don’t be so quick to refuse, Junior Brother. Once it’s done, you’ll get a share of the territory’s Spiritual Fields!"

Hearing this, Qin Xuan’s interest was instantly piqued.

"What do you mean, Senior Brother Wei?"

Wei Qingyi straightened his back. "We’re going down the mountain to recruit disciples and bring some fresh blood into the Holy Sect!"

Qin Xuan looked puzzled. "During the war, aren’t all Demon Disciples allocated by the Sect and recruited from its own territories?"

"Not at all, not at all!"

Wei Qingyi wagged his finger with a mysterious smile.

"That’s just meat from our own pot. This time, we’re going fishing outside the pot!"

"Those hypocrites from the Cyan Cloud Sect are always crossing the border to poach Immortal Seedlings from outside their territory. If they can do it, why can’t our Holy Sect?"

"However, our recruitment... does have a certain standard."

A strange smile played on Wei Qingyi’s lips.

Qin Xuan pressed, "What standard?"

"We exclusively take the ones the Cyan Cloud Sect rejects!"

"Huh?"

Qin Xuan even wondered if he had misheard.

’Can that even be called a standard? Isn’t that a bit too low-class?’

"You don’t get it, Junior Brother. You’ll see when we get there," Wei Qingyi said with a wink.

Since the Golden Finger in his mind didn’t issue a warning, Qin Xuan readily agreed.

Seeing Qin Xuan agree, Wei Qingyi was overjoyed. Without another word, he summoned a roiling Dark Cloud Spiritual Artifact and, without waiting for a reply, pulled him aboard.

The dark cloud enveloped the two of them and shot off like an inconspicuous gray shadow, tearing through the sky and disappearing over the horizon.

...

The two quietly disguised themselves as Righteous Cultivators.

They crossed the front lines of the war and snuck deep into the territory of Prince Yaan’s Mansion in the Daqian Northern Border.

Along the way, Qin Xuan saw nothing but scorched earth.

This was especially true in the neighboring Canglin Country, which was littered with severed limbs, shattered Magical Artifacts, and the sounds of wailing.

Only after they crossed out of Canglin Country and drew closer to Daqian did the signs of war gradually fade.

...

「Prince Yaan’s Mansion, a commandery city」

Several thousand mortals were gathered in a wide-open square.

The crowd was dense, yet utterly silent.

In the center of the square stood a high platform. On it was a Spirit Testing Stele, and beside the stele stood a Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer disciple from the Cyan Cloud Sect, dressed in a Moon White Daoist Robe with an arrogant expression.

Several other Qi Cultivation Third and Fourth Layers cultivators were there as well, maintaining order.

Below, the mortals stared intently at the Spirit Testing Stele on the platform, holding their breath in nervous anticipation.

A peasant boy in coarse linen, fidgeting nervously, trembled as he walked onto the high platform and placed his hand on the cold Spirit Testing Stele.

A faint light flowed across the stele’s surface, revealing five dim, mottled specks of color.

"Li Ergou, Five Spirit Roots. Unqualified!"

The Cyan Cloud Sect disciple in charge of the test announced coldly, without even lifting his eyelids.

The boy looked as if he’d been struck by lightning. His face went deathly pale, and he froze in place as if his very soul had been ripped out.

After a long moment, one of the cultivators maintaining order impatiently yanked him off the platform, sending him stumbling into the crowd.

This drew a round of stifled snickers.

Immediately after him, however, a handsome youth in fine silks, flanked by several servants, slowly ascended the platform.

He placed his hand on the stele, and it immediately lit up with three colors: gold, green, and red.

"Wang Ling, Three-attribute True Spirit Root!"

The attitude of the Cyan Cloud Sect disciple in charge did a complete one-eighty. He beamed, his expression respectful and fawning—after all, he himself hadn’t possessed such a Spirit Root back in the day.

"Young Master Wang, your talent is extraordinary. This way, please."

As he spoke, the disciple led Wang Ling to the side, where the children with Four-attribute Mixed Spirit Roots who were already seated all stood up, looking constrained.

BOOM!

This announcement set off an explosion in the square, with a tsunami of voices rising in an endless roar.

"As expected of City Lord Wang’s son!"

"Dragons beget dragons, and phoenixes beget phoenixes. Young City Lord Wang is truly remarkable!"

"But I heard that City Lord Wang used to be a farmer and only became a city lord through military merit..."

"SHH! Do you have a death wish? Don’t talk nonsense!"

The mortals chattered away, all talking at once.

Qin Xuan was enjoying the show with great interest when, to his surprise, Wei Qingyi leaped down directly.