Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence

Lang Huan Blessed Land.

The Ancient One, currently acting as the rotationally-appointed Book Immortal, was seated in front of numerous bookshelves. Countless book imps were busily moving books back and forth, piling them up in front of the elderly figure.

He perused the books in front of him with a worried expression, and couldn’t help but mutter to himself.

“How is this possible?”

“Where exactly did the problem arise?”

“There shouldn’t have been such a problem.”

A small book imp nearby, who was ferrying books, couldn’t help but quietly inquire:

“Old man Gu, ever since those people from the Imperial Astronomical Bureau came last time, you’ve been looking distressed. Did they give you a hard time?”

At this, The Ancient One sighed deeply, stroking his chin whiskers as he replied:

“If it were just them giving me a hard time, I wouldn’t have had to put so much thought into it.”

“Last time, the Imperial Astronomical Bureau inquired about the grotto heaven in the Cloud Mist Mountain Range. They found traces that they suspect to be from Immortal-ascending Taoist thousands of years ago. Since then, the Great Xia’s Imperial Court has been trying to squeeze related information out of me at all costs.

I originally wanted to pay little attention to it. However, the Great Xia’s Imperial Court came up with a condition that we in the Lang Huan Blessed Land couldn’t refuse, one of the fragments of Lang Huan Bibliotheca fallen into the lower realm after being shattered.”

With these words, the book imps around immediately wore shocked expressions.

“How can the Great Xia’s Imperial Court have a fragment of Lang Huan Bibliotheca?”

“Haven’t all the fragments of Primal Chaos Realm’s Lang Huan Bibliotheca been collected by you, the Book Immortals, over the past few thousands of years?”

A meaningful smile appeared on The Ancient One’s face.

“The fragments of the Primal Chaos Realm’s Lang Huan Bibliotheca have indeed been collected completely. However, the object obtained by the Great Xia, may not necessarily come from the Primal Chaos Realm.

This Great Xia Imperial Court, their foundation runs much deeper than it appears on the surface.”

The little book imps immediately began chattering in discussion. In the meantime, The Ancient One continued flipping through the books, searching for any potentially related clues.

Actually, as a Book Immortal transformed from “Antiquity”, The Ancient One had a grasp on the history of the entire Primal Chaos Realm for the past ten thousand years, thus he did not need to put so much effort into searching through the books.

However, from just the surface knowledge, one could absolutely not find a sect that had been obliterated, an Earth Immortal that did not exist in history.

The only way was through interconnected strings of historical events, gradually piecing together the puzzle through deduction.

Just when The Ancient One picked up a book again, three intertwined book parasites suddenly emerged in the space in front of him, with strings of text appearing before his eyes.

The Ancient One, seeing this, immediately furrowed his brows.

“Book phantoms spawned from the ‘Book of Hexagram Divination’? And three book parasites?

Paying such a high price just to ask me to trace the origins of a certain person?”

The book imps immediately gasped in astonishment. They were naturally aware of the preciousness of book parasites, for they were treasures which could accelerate a book imp’s growth.

Even Lang Huan Blessed Land would need several years to produce a single one, and most of the book parasites born would be assigned to various Book Immortals with only a few spared.

They, the book imps born in Lang Huan Blessed Land, might not have even had one parasite from their birth until now, let alone seeing three at a time.

“The Hexagram Divination Demon is really amazing, managing to collect so many book parasites.”

“I heard that he has achieved some form of immortality in the Ghost Market.”

“Doesn’t that make him comparable to a Book Immortal?”

Facing the little book imps’ arguments, The Ancient One’s expression darkened:

“Hexagram Divination Demon willingly degraded himself by stepping into the Ghost Market, his so-called immortality merely rests on the whims within the Ghost Market. He’s just a rootless duckweed and it is not worth mentioning.

You all remember this carefully, don’t go astray like Hexagram Divination Demon.”

The Ancient One got angry, and the frightened book imps immediately agreed obediently. However, it was uncertain what they thought deep down.

Sighing inwardly, The Ancient One reached out to take the three book parasites and threw them to the little book imps around him.

“You take them and share them!”

The book imps received the book parasites, their ecstatic expressions causing them to scatter. Only after doing all this did The Ancient One look at the detailed information that Hexagram Divination Demon had sent over.

“A mysterious young man of unknown origin? This is quite interesting.”

The Ancient One maintained his usual demeanor while accepting the Hexagram Divination Demon’s request, with “Antiquity” emerging before him.

The Ancient One extended his right hand over the book “Antiquity”, beginning to probe the information within.

But in the next moment, the previously calm Ancient One abruptly changed color. His intense emotional fluctuations caused the surrounding mass of bookshelves to collapse with a bang, and the entire Lang Huan Blessed Land trembled with his emotional surge.

“No one found?”

“Could it be him!”

Inside the gambling pavilion, the Hexagram Divination Demon, like a desperate gambler, guarded the pond. His eyes were filled with crimson bloodshot veins.

He stared fiercely at the long-still fishing hook, incessantly praying in his heart to receive a response from Lord Book Immortal.

Finally, the fishing hook trembled slightly. It seemed as if a response had finally come from within the Lang Huan Blessed Land.

The Hexagram Divination Demon hastily swung his fishing rod. But in the next instant, he nearly fell directly into the pond. It seemed as if a big fish was struggling with him under the calm water surface to take control of the fishing rod.

The Hexagram Division Demon immediately revealed a look of extreme joy. He was clearly aware that if it was just an ordinary response from a book phantom, it wouldn’t cause such a big reaction.

The harder it was to reel in the reply, the more precious the information it contained, and it was certainly a response from the Duty Book Immortal, the Ancient One.

His thin arms swelled rapidly as if inflated, and the bulging veins used all his strength to pull the fishing rod. As the fishing line swayed gently, the ground trembled for it.

The Hexagram Divination Demon was not known for his strength, and this fishing experience had almost exhausted all his power. He had never before encountered such a heavy response.

Still, the more difficult it was, the more excited the Hexagram Divination Demon became. Once victorious in the gamble, he would not only win the black cat but also gain more unimaginable benefits.

With such thoughts in mind, he even let go of his own borrowed strength of the Ghost Market to forcefully pull the fishing rod.

The Treasure House Master tried to step forward to help but was stopped by the Gambling House Master beside her.

“This is the Calculation Ghost’s gamble; if we interfere, it can easily lead to us being criticized”.

Upon hearing this, the Treasure House Master quickly withdrew her move. All eyes were fixed intensely on the Hexagram Divination Demon, following the ups and downs of his constantly moving fishing rod.

Far away in the Lang Huan Blessed land, the Ancient One looked angrily at the fishing hook that fell from the void.

As soon as he realized that the man the Hexagram Divination Demon was asking about may very well be the Immortal-ascending Taoist, the Ancient One had decided to lead the Hexagram Divination Demon back to the Lang Huan Blessed Land for questioning.

However, what the Ancient One did not expect was that the Hexagram Divination Demon directly rejected his lead.

The fishing hook swayed several times, but the Hexagram Divination Demon’s response was nowhere to be seen. The straight fishing hook seemed to be silently mocking the Ancient One.

Such an attitude finally infuriated the Ancient One.

As a Lang Huan Book Immortal, when has he ever been so disrespected?

The Ancient One gave up leading him back and swung his wide sleeve, expelling the fishing hook from the Lang Huan Blessed Land.

In the gambling pavilion, the long-tangled fishing has finally come to an end. The Hexagram Divination Demon only felt the fishing rod loose in his hand. He quickly tried to lift the hook, but the hook was utterly empty.

Before the Hexagram Divination Demon could regain his senses, accompanying the return of the fishing hook was a loud, furious shout echoing throughout the gambling pavilion.

“Get lost!”

As if thunder rolled from the sky, the wind and cloud in the sky above the Ghost Market shifted, with the Book Immortal’s thunderous voice manifesting the power of the sky thunder annihilating the evil spirits, all the demonic atmosphere here was completely cleared.

All four Pavilion Masters spat out a mouthful of fresh blood as if struck by lightning.

The Calculation Pavilion Master bore the brunt, his ghostly body turning into charred coal under the thunderous roar, with only a part of the segmented ghost mist successfully escaping. It barely gathered to form an illusory figure.

This scene finally utterly shocked the four Pavilion Masters.

They stared blankly at Shen Yuan, who remained calm in front of the gambling table, with a thick sense of fear rising in their eyes.

If it was only that Tianji was shielded and was unable to calculate Shen Yuan’s identity, that wouldn’t be enough to terrify them.

But the Calculation Pavilion Master had already borrowed the power of the Lang Huan Book Immortal, wanting to explore Shen Yuan’s real identity, but then got scolded by the Book Immortal through his thunderous voice.

Didn’t this imply that the identity of this young man before them was so important that even the Book Immortal dared not casually mention it?

Under the horrified gaze of the four Pavilion Masters, Shen Yuan slowly announced with a smile:

“It seems the Calculation Pavilion Master has not calculated my background.”

“I have won this round of the gamble..”