That night, Mu Chen lay on the hard wooden bed, eyes closed in contemplation.
Su Youwei’s family was truly poor, so Mu Chen did not complain.
Aside from the bed being a bit uncomfortable, everything else was fine.
At least he was not sleeping on the streets.
Suddenly, his consciousness felt as if it had been hooked, and in an instant, he was pulled into a peculiar space.
“A soul space?” Mu Chen muttered to himself.
In this world, it was called the Divine Soul.
The space felt familiar to him, which kept him from panicking.
Within this space, an invisible force flowed slowly.
That should be Divine Soul power.
The Divine Soul was originally formless.
Without training, it could not take shape.
Perhaps because of transmigration, though it was formless, it was much larger than an ordinary person’s.
“Such ancient runes…
Could they be Ancestral Symbols…!?” Mu Chen suddenly sensed an unusual aura and looked toward it.
Not far away, eight glowing clusters of different colors pulsed as if breathing.
Within each cluster, different ancient runes shifted and transformed.
Each stroke seemed to contain the principles of heaven and earth.
Just looking at them made one want to get lost in their dazzling complexity.
He could feel eight distinct auras within these runes: Devouring, Lightning, Space, and others.
Hum!
Suddenly, information came from the Ancestral Symbols, confirming his suspicions without a doubt.
These were the Eight Ancestral Symbols of the Tianxuan Continent.
His breathing grew rapid at that moment.
At the same time, Mu Chen recalled that during his transmigration, he seemed to have collided with something.
It must have been the Tianxuan Continent’s plane.
The Ancestral Symbols must have been brought along with him then.
These Ancestral Symbols were replicas, not the originals.
But they were identical to the originals in every way.
Mu Chen did not care whether they were original or not, as long as they worked.
These were Ancestral Symbols.
In the Martial Universe world, they were considered supreme treasures.
Even obtaining a single one, passing its trial, refining it, and mastering its power would allow one to stand above all others.
However, because these Eight Ancestral Symbols did not belong to the Heavenly Genesis World, they were rejected by this world’s laws.
He could not activate all of them at once.
They would need time to adapt to this world’s rules.
Even so, Mu Chen was extremely excited.
This must be his golden finger.
Mu Chen looked at the soft white light surrounded by the Eight Ancestral Symbols, like planets orbiting the sun.
Within the light was a stone the size of two fingers, grayish-white in color.
It had gray patterns on it that looked like mysterious runes, incredibly profound and obscure.
It did not have an overly ostentatious presence, but it could not be ignored.
It seemed to balance the Eight Ancestral Symbols.
When Mu Chen saw this stone, his eyes widened.
“The Ancestral Stone!?” Mu Chen sucked in a sharp breath.
This did not seem to be a replica.
It should be the original Ancestral Stone.
But he had brought it here with him.
In that case, Lin Dong from that world would have a much harder time becoming the Martial Ancestor.
The Ancestral Stone had helped him immensely on his cultivation path.
It could even be called an indispensable treasure.
Oh well.
Since he had obtained it, it was his now.
This item was fated to be with him.
Treasures belonged to those who were destined to find them.
Besides, this place was far, far away from Tianxuan Continent.
He could not possibly return the Ancestral Stone.
He was happy.
Fortune brings joy.
With the Eight Ancestral Symbols and the Ancestral Stone, his future was bright.
Finding a place to lay low and live a carefree life was no longer just a fantasy.
If his talent was good enough, and Lin Dong could become the Martial Ancestor, then perhaps he could too.
Just thinking about it made him excited.
Transmigrators really did come with a standard golden finger.
Though it was not an invincible treasure, its functions were remarkably comprehensive.
To fully activate all Eight Ancestral Symbols, he would need certain opportunities.
Otherwise, he could only activate one Ancestral Symbol each time he advanced a major cultivation realm.
That way, all eight would not be fully activated until he reached around the Law Domain Stage.
As for the Ancestral Stone, because it was the original and had been severely damaged, it would need time to repair itself.
Only its basic functions could be used for now.
He had a mountain of treasure before him, but he lacked the strength and tools to mine it.
Even so, he now had something to look forward to.
‘Right.
The Yimo seemed to be the escaped Sacred Race.
Both the Ancestral Stone and the Ancestral Symbols had restraining effects on the Yimo.
Did that mean they would also have some restraining effect on the Sacred Race?’ ‘Heh heh heh.
If I ever ran into a member of the Sacred Race, I could give it a try.’ “Not quite stone, not quite jade, not quite wood…
What a strange texture.” Mu Chen took out the Ancestral Stone and squeezed it.
It had a peculiar softness to it.
The Ancestral Stone was ranked second on the Ancient Divine Item List.
It had many wonderful uses.
After examining it for a while, Mu Chen put the Ancestral Stone away.
He could sleep well tonight.
Perhaps he would even have a good dream.
The next day, after eating something to recover his strength, Mu Chen was able to walk around.
He pushed open the door and saw Su Youwei washing clothes.
Sweat beaded on her fair little face.
One’s background did not determine the future, but childhood circumstances made a big difference.
If Su Youwei had been born into a noble family, she would likely be a little princess who never lifted a finger, waited on by several maids.
“Youwei, is there anything I can do to help?” It felt awkward to just stand there and watch.
Mu Chen scratched his head.
“Mu Chen?” Su Youwei had been too focused on her work.
Being suddenly called startled her.
She looked at him with a mix of surprise and mild reproach.
“Help me pull two buckets of water from the well.
Be careful.
Do not fall in.” Su Youwei thought for a moment.
Since she was washing clothes, she might as well let him help.
“Got it!” Mu Chen rubbed his hands together, rolled up his sleeves, and helped Su Youwei draw water.
His small body did not have much strength.
What with his thin arms and legs.
He used all his strength to pull the bucket out of the well.
A child’s body really had no power.
He needed to grow up quickly, or else he would be seen as a weakling.
Seeing this, Su Youwei could not help but laugh.
He was not even as strong as she was.
But compared to yesterday, Mu Chen’s attitude was much more optimistic now.
What had happened overnight?
Though he knew it was not mockery, Mu Chen’s face still flushed with embarrassment.
He would need to start training soon, or else he would lose face.
The reason he was so optimistic was that he knew he had a golden finger.
He was no longer so uncertain about the future.
Su Youwei’s grandfather watched this scene and stroked his beard with a smile.
As long as they got along well, that was good.
If he were to pass away and Mu Chen had not left yet, his granddaughter would at least have a companion.
He knew his health was getting worse by the day.
With enough money, it could be treated, but they had none.
When the illness became incurable, he truly could not bear to leave his granddaughter alone.
(End of Chapter)