Following a Hundred Years of Cultivation, I’m dying Before I Got Cheats - Chapter 969

Chapter 969: Ancestor’s Warning, A Cataclysmic Calamity
Editor: Henyee Translations

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The message appeared before Jiang Chengxuan and then slowly began to dissipate.

By the time Qin Shenwu arrived, only a few lingering words remained visible.

“Prepare for… what has happened, Chengxuan?”

Qin Shenwu entered the Ascension Ancestor Hall with a furrowed brow, instinctively reading the last few words aloud and inquiring further.

As a venerable member of the Haoran Sect, he knew that any communication from the immortal ancestors was no trivial matter.

After all, it wasn’t easy for the higher realms to contact the lower realms, and the immortal ancestors, with their valuable time, would not bother with them unless it was something significant.

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Otherwise, could they really expect the immortal ancestors to take these disciples on an adventure through the Floodgate Realm?

If it weren’t for a matter that threatened the entire sect, the immortal ancestors wouldn’t easily intervene—no one in the Haoran Sect warranted such attention.

“A great calamity is imminent, prepare to face it.”

Jiang Chengxuan relayed the complete message to Qin Shenwu.

Indeed, the immortal ancestors’ warning was to inform the master of the Haoran Sect that a monumental disaster was approaching—a disaster that could engulf the entire Floodgate Realm and potentially lead to the destruction of the entire Haoran Sect.

Calamity.

Upon hearing these words, Qin Shenwu also felt a sense of foreboding. Since ancient times, only events that could sweep across the heavens and put countless lives at risk were called great calamities. And those known as great calamities were not something even Daolords of Mahayana could ignore and remain unconcerned about.

It seemed that just when the Haoran Sect had begun to prosper after a century of peace, and their faction was about to thrive, a sudden calamity was looming.

Qin Shenwu was understandably frustrated.

“Did the upper realm ancestor specify what kind of disaster it is?”

“Yes.”

Faced with Qin Shenwu’s question, Jiang Chengxuan affirmed.

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Whether it was a coincidence or arranged by the ancestor, he had managed to read the entire message just in time.

“The ancestor mentioned that a millennium disaster of the lower realm is approaching…”

Jiang Chengxuan organized his thoughts before continuing.

“The gates to the Immortal and Spirit Realms open every ten million years, and during these times, they become extremely unstable. The ancestor speculated that this time is drawing near.”

“And with the instability of the two realms’ gates, fissures will undoubtedly appear, through which demonic immortals, intent on causing havoc, may attempt to descend to the lower realm!”

Jiang Chengxuan finished conveying the immortal ancestors’s message, leaving even Qin Shenwu feeling alarmed.

They had thought that the conflict over the immortal’s cave abode in a hundred years would be fierce enough, yet an even greater disaster had suddenly appeared.

This time, the great calamity facing the Floodgate Realm was brought about by demonic immortals from the higher realms!

Such a disaster made even him feel powerless. If these demonic immortals really did descend to the lower realm, not even a half-step celestial being among the human ancestors could stop them.

Demonic immortals were also immortals of the upper realm, to whom beings below them might as well be ants to be crushed.

Even wielding quasi-immortal weapons would only make them slightly larger insects.

This was the gap between the realms after ascension and the Floodgate Realm.

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If demonic immortals descended, they could annihilate all life in the Floodgate Realm in an instant!

Compared to this upcoming calamity, the previous Five Realms War seemed almost laughable, like children squabbling.

The descended demonic immortals were like armored butchers.

“This disaster truly is immense; no wonder even the ancestors left a warning.”

“Likely, we are not the only ones who have received this message from the ancestors.”

Qin Shenwu said gravely.

This was a genuine cosmic calamity, where a slight misstep could topple the entire world.

Standing in the Ascension Ancestor Hall, Jiang Chengxuan remained silent, suddenly feeling much more alert.

Since taking over as the master of the Haoran Sect, he had felt relatively at ease.

Recent breakthroughs among his friends and family had filled him with too much confidence about the future.

Indeed, the Haoran Sect had become a dominant force; so what?

Even if all of them became Daolords of Mahayana, what then?

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Facing a disaster from the immortal realm, could they really expect to turn the tide?

Looking at the golden statues of the ascended ancestors, Jiang Chengxuan’s fighting spirit reignited.

It had been a long time since he had felt such a sense of crisis.

Even during the Five Realms War, he had considered himself capable of self-preservation, always in control of the situation.

Now, with demonic immortals threatening to descend, who could confidently claim to be invincible?

Moreover, at this moment, Jiang Chengxuan wasn’t just fighting for himself; behind him stood the entire Haoran Sect.

His role wasn’t merely to survive; he needed to ensure that the entire sect could withstand the impending catastrophe.

The weight of this responsibility was immense.

However, this sense of crisis didn’t crush Jiang Chengxuan; it sharpened his resolve.

For a long time, he had never known what it was to give up, facing one desperate situation after another to reach his current position.

“Ha ha ha! The immortal realm really did give us quite the surprise,” Jiang Chengxuan suddenly laughed amid the quiet of the night, his tone tinged with irony.

His demeanor startled Qin Shenwu, who then also burst into laughter.

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“You’ve really got guts, kid. This time, even I’m not as brave as you!”

Seeing his disciple’s sudden shift in attitude, even Qin Shenwu had to admit his admiration.

Since Jiang Chengxuan had taken over as the sect master of the Haoran Sect, Qin had stopped seeing him as just a young disciple.

To his surprise, Jiang had grown more than he had anticipated, which was pleasantly surprising.

This was typical of his disciple, always managing to surprise and inspire.

“Are we talking about demonic immortals? Those who dare not contend in the higher realms and instead come down here to wreak havoc? Let’s show them what we’ve got, master and disciple together!” Qin Shenwu declared with authority, his demeanor as a Daolord of Mahayana returning to him.

It had to be said, this Shifu and disciple pair truly did share a bond.

…

Quickly, Jiang Chengxuan, together with Shen Ruyan, devised a plan to counter the great calamity.

Their first step was to enhance the treatment of the disciples within the sect, utilizing all resources at their disposal, even opening up the sect’s storages for loans.

They ensured that critical cultivation resources, such as breakthrough treasures, were provided immediately by the sect, regardless of whether the disciples had enough merits for exchange, with the promise they could repay in the future.

This policy, once implemented, instantly sparked widespread praise among the disciples.

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Jiang Chengxuan’s goal was clear: to disregard resource depletion and first elevate the cultivation level of the sect’s disciples.

Using the entire sect’s treasury as a leverage point to boost the overall strength of the Haoran Sect was aimed at increasing their chances of survival under the great calamity.