I Have an Omen System

"Send out the order. Seal off Qixing Lake. The entire clan will wear sackcloth and mourn for Runsheng for three years."

Despite mourning the loss of his dearest relative, Qin Xuan, the Wang Clan’s ancestor, remained remarkably composed. Yet, a perfectly measured grief welled in the depths of his eyes.

His already ancient face looked even more ashen.

"As you command, Ancestor... My condolences."

Seeing Qin Xuan looking as if he were at death’s door, Wang Runjiang showed a similar grief, his eyes turning red.

The moment he turned around, however, the grief on his face vanished completely.

’The Ancestor’s days are numbered. He doted on Clan Brother Runsheng more than anyone; this blow must have hit him the hardest.’

’If I can just outlast him for a few more years, I’ll be the next Wang Clan Patriarch!’

Watching Wang Runjiang’s departing figure, Qin Xuan couldn’t help but laugh to himself.

’Outlive me?’

’We’ll see if you have what it takes.’

...

As time slowly passed, although the Blood Demon Sword Sect and Cyan Cloud Sect had supposedly begun peace talks, minor skirmishes along the border were constant. The negotiations dragged on for a full year with no end in sight.

Rumors gradually began to spread throughout the Daqian Dynasty.

King Yaan, Xiao Dingjiang, was growing increasingly close to the Demon Sect’s Nether Flame Blood Prison Demon Monarch, Ji Boyan, and seemed to be harboring thoughts of rebellion!

’Interesting. The peace talks are going perfectly well. Xiao Dingjiang should be able to return to You Province in three months at most, yet someone is still spreading these rumors...’

Qin Xuan was still at the Qixing Royal Family, playing the part of their phony ancestor.

Others might not have known, but Qin Xuan knew perfectly well that the truth was nothing like the absurd rumors.

Hundreds of small nations served as a buffer between the Daqian Dynasty and the Blood Demon Sword Sect.

The largest among them were Jade Wind Country, Canglin Country, Red Flame Country, and Cloud Dream Country, each presided over by a Golden Core True Monarch.

The Holy Sect had already relayed a message to its agents in the field.

The peace talks were proceeding very smoothly. The former Jade Wind Country and Red Flame Country would be ceded to the Blood Demon Sword Sect, while Cloud Dream Country and Canglin Country would belong to the Cyan Cloud Sect in name only, being under the direct control of Daqian in practice.

As for the hundreds of other small nations, the vast majority were carved up by the two major Sects.

’So the ten-year war between the righteous and demonic factions of the Cultivation Realm ends with the hundreds of smaller cultivation nations caught in the middle being the ones to suffer...’

This inevitably led one to wonder about the true purpose for starting this war between the righteous and demonic factions.

However, none of this was Qin Xuan’s business.

The best news for Qin Xuan at the moment was that agents like him would be able to return to the Sect in a month.

He was glad for the peace and quiet. For over a year, he had been lying low in the Wang family, dedicating his time to studying the Seven Luminaries Divine Techniques.

Ever since obtaining the inheritance of the Sun Fate Star, he wasn’t sure if it was his Yang Fire acting up, but Qin Xuan found his desire for the opposite sex growing stronger and stronger.

It had been manageable during the five years he spent with Shen Xiyue and her Taiyin Fate Star.

But now, back in the Wang family, Qin Xuan indulged himself day and night. One or two ordinary Female Cultivators were simply not enough to satisfy him.

Of course, through these exertions day and night, his comprehension of the Sun Fate Star also grew ever more profound.

「One day, in a small courtyard by Jade Balance Lake.」

Qin Xuan, who was meditating cross-legged in his secret chamber, abruptly opened his eyes. His hands shifted through a series of seals as pitch-black Demonic Essence surged violently from his body.

"Seven Luminaries Venerable, True Sun Fire, manifest!"

BOOM!

Starlight glittered around Qin Xuan’s body as 108 of his apertures lit up in succession.

A sphere of golden True Sun Fire, like a great sun ascending into the sky, blazed with a dazzling, blinding light.

’I can try to cross the tribulation and form a Void Mansion.’

A sharp light flashed in Qin Xuan’s eyes, and he radiated vitality. An exceptionally profound aura rippled outward from him.

RUMBLE!

A great clap of thunder seemed to echo from the heavens.

If he wished, he could immediately draw upon the Nine Heavens True Thunder, cross the tribulation, and establish his mansion. Based on combat strength alone, he could now hold his own even if a Second-Level Void Mansion Cultivator stood before him.

Beside him, Li Sizhu’s body trembled continuously as she gasped for breath.

"Congratulations on achieving great success with your technique, my lord!"

Next to Li Sizhu lay two other voluptuous, mature women. Their bodies were limp and weak, their pretty faces flushed crimson. With glazed eyes and blurred consciousness, they remained lost in a daze, unable to recover.

"Hahaha, a mere Void Mansion is hardly my final goal..."

Qin Xuan laughed heartily.

He pulled Li Sizhu’s voluptuous body into his arms once more. He suppressed the urge to establish his Void Mansion, instead ripping her clothes away to reveal the smooth, snow-white skin beneath.

’Back in the Qi Cultivation Stage, I achieved the legendary Heaven Dao Foundation Establishment. Now that I’m establishing my mansion, it must be the most powerful type—a Star Mansion!’

"Continue. Aid me in my cultivation!"

"Ngh..."

Li Sizhu whimpered softly, her face scarlet. Her long, captivating legs, as flawless and rounded as jade, hooked around Qin Xuan’s waist once more.

...

「Several days later.」

Wang Runjiang was pacing back and forth anxiously outside.

The moment Li Sizhu appeared, Wang Runjiang grabbed hold of her.

"Miss... Miss Li, is the Ancestor still in cultivation?"

"Mm."

Li Sizhu pressed her legs together tightly. With a cold, indifferent expression, she gave a faint hum of affirmation.

"Then, what about Yunniang...?"

SLAP!

Li Sizhu’s elegant brows furrowed in anger. She slapped Wang Runjiang hard across the face and snapped, "The Lord’s women are not for the likes of you to be concerned about!"

Wang Runjiang clutched his cheek, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Once they enter the Lord’s Cave Mansion, they become his women... What, you have a problem with that?"

Li Sizhu’s phoenix-like eyes narrowed, her voice chilling.

"No, I wouldn’t dare," Wang Runjiang said, though he was wailing inwardly. He didn’t dare say another word.

...

No sooner had Wang Runjiang stepped out of the courtyard at Jade Balance Lake, than a large group of clan disciples surrounded him. They all seemed to be aggrieved parties.

"Uncle Jiaang, where is Miss Aqing?" one of them asked.

"And Little Jie..." another added anxiously.

"Enough!" Wang Runjiang roared. "Can’t you see I was turned away at the door myself?"

An abrupt silence fell over the group.

Seeing his cheek, swollen and bearing the vivid red imprint of five fingers, they immediately understood.

One of the Wang family Cultivators staggered a few steps and collapsed to the ground, sobbing in grief.

"Outrageous! This is outrageous!"

"The Ancestor has had a sterling reputation his entire life! Why has he become so depraved in his final years?"

"How are these actions any different from those of a Demon Cultivator?"

The crowd of Wang family Cultivators beat their chests and stamped their feet, wailing loudly.

In the next moment, however,

a Cyan-arm Stone Ape with crimson eyes shot up from the bottom of the lake, violently pounding its chest.

A sharp shriek that pierced deep into their Divine Souls suddenly erupted, kicking up waves on the lake’s surface.

"ROOAR!"

The sound was like a blade of pure sonic force, cutting bloody gashes into their skin.

The faces of the junior clan members turned deathly pale, utterly terrified. In an instant, they scattered like frightened animals, fleeing for their lives.

...

The final days before his departure passed quietly.

Qin Xuan held a warm, supple beauty in each arm, reluctant to leave.

’The Wang family is a fine place indeed,’ he thought.

Qin Xuan took out his Identity Jade Order, opened the Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission feature, and spent 100 Contribution Points to send an anonymous message.

[Anonymous Cyan Cloud True Inheritance]: "I control a Ninth-Grade Foundation Establishment Family in You Province with over 10,000 members. Selling them cheap. I’ll even throw in the Divine Soul Brands for their family Soul Lamps. However, it’s **local pickup only**. Any Incense Masters interested?"

Worried there would be no takers, he even attached a Black and White Landscape Scroll showing a complete panorama of the Wang family estate.

To his surprise, the moment the message was posted, several Purple Mansion Altar Masters replied!

[Iron-Forging Qingshan]: "Such pure qi and blood! How many Merit Points? I’ll take them!"

[Windswept River Wanderer]: "Out of ten thousand clan members, how many can withstand the Foundation Establishment Gu-poison?"

[Ninety Years of Sword & Scroll]: "Excellent material for my paintings. I don’t need them alive, though. If they’re dead, we can talk. Whichever of my fellow disciples buys them can contact me afterward. I’ll pay separately for the bones and skin..."