Library of Heaven’s Path 2: Eternal Destiny

Vol 2 Ch 104: Seven-segmented insect

"Supreme Profundity?"

The elder’s words were spoken without any concealment, and everyone present heard them clearly. Their eyes widened in disbelief.

“The Heaven’s Fate of the Source World is divided into the Supreme and the Four Major Streams. What we comprehend are merely the streams. Even the Hall Master of Destiny Hall, who has mastered the Profundity of Keys, only wields the strongest stream. But the Supreme Profundity governs all the streams, mastering the entire Heaven’s Fate of the Source World... How could anyone possibly comprehend it without guidance?”

“Exactly! Other than the creator of the Heaven’s Fate of the Source World, no one has ever succeeded in comprehending it, despite countless years passing in the Source World…”

Murong Feng and Xuanyuan Mu both trembled slightly.

As super-geniuses with the chance to inherit the Destiny Hall, they naturally understood the terrifying nature of the so-called Supreme Profundity!

And yet, someone had comprehended it independently, without training!

It was akin to surpassing the Star River Realm before even beginning cultivation!

“To the north of the continent, find out for me. I want to know who this person is. They must be brought to headquarters and properly trained… Elder Mu, go fetch them. No, I’ll go myself!”

With an urgent cry, the elder in the sky waved his hand and disappeared from view.

A super-genius capable of comprehending the Supreme Profundity could undoubtedly become the strongest existence of the era if properly nurtured. Even he paled in comparison to such a person, and they must not be allowed to meet with any misfortune!

On a massive mountain range in the Source World, an ordinary thatched hut stood amidst curling smoke.

From afar, it resembled the home of a mountain dweller or a simple hunter, without anything remarkable.

At that moment, an elder emerged from the hut and took two steps to sit in a stone pavilion outside. He settled himself in front of a stone table with a chessboard filled with various pieces.

“This one will do…”

Picking up a piece casually, the elder smiled faintly. In the next moment, he transformed into a beam of light and entered it.

Whoosh!

The space rotated, and the world inside the chess piece unfolded before his eyes. Sun and moon hung obliquely in the sky, the heavens stretched endlessly, and countless lives toiled below. Within this chess piece lay a world of its own.

“Master!”

A middle-aged man flew up upon seeing him.

“Hmm.” The elder nodded in satisfaction. “How is the progress?”

“Reporting to Master, we can now mass-produce spatial rings with a diameter of 100 meters. However, creating larger spaces is still beyond us…”

The man looked embarrassed.

“A hundred-meter diameter is already sufficient for Star River Realm cultivators. Not bad, not bad. Keep cultivating and strive to comprehend more of the Spatial Heaven’s Fate…” Ṙ

The elder smiled gently, but just as he was about to continue, he sensed something and raised his head abruptly.

High above the chess piece’s space, a radiant Heaven’s Fate appeared suddenly, twisting space into a kaleidoscope of dazzling colors.

This was the hue unique to the essence of space, a phenomenon that only occurred when someone comprehended the fundamental Spatial and Temporal Heaven’s Fate.

“Someone has comprehended the Temporal Heaven’s Fate?”

The elder’s eyes gleamed with excitement. “Hurry, observe these resplendent flows carefully. They will greatly benefit your cultivation!”

“Yes!”

The youth quickly focused on the display, and within moments, his aura surged, forming dragon-like waves.

“Master, I… I’ve broken through!” the youth exclaimed, his face filled with disbelief.

He had been stuck at the same level for over a decade, assuming it would take years to make any progress. Yet, after just a glance at the brilliant display, he succeeded.

“This is the essence of space and time… For millennia, Spatial and Temporal Heaven’s Fate have been comprehended separately. Who could have thought someone could cultivate both simultaneously? Consolidate your cultivation here while I find this person!”

Whoosh!

With those words, the elder vanished from the chess piece and reappeared in the pavilion. He raised his hand, summoning a beam of Heaven’s Fate that pointed straight north.

“Northward, hahaha! This is my good disciple. No one else shall claim them!”

With a flicker, the elder disappeared.

In a tranquil bamboo forest, two elders suddenly appeared.

“Are you certain they’re here?” The green-robed elder looked puzzled.

The bamboo forest seemed utterly ordinary, with no dense Source Energy or abundant Heaven’s Fate Energy, devoid of anything remarkable.

“My Soul-Tracking Art is unparalleled. Once confirmed, it cannot be wrong!” The black-robed elder chuckled confidently.

“Alright, let’s look around.”

The green-robed elder pushed through the bamboo and soon spotted another elder lying on the ground, his rear end in the air, seemingly searching for something.

“Old Zhou… What are you doing?”

Seeing the figure, the green-robed elder was both impressed and bewildered.

The renowned Culinary God of the Source World, instead of cooking, was crawling around in a bamboo grove—what an odd sight!

“Shush… Quiet!”

Old Zhou turned his head, making a hasty gesture for silence.

The green and black-robed elders exchanged a glance. Although baffled, they held their tongues and waited.

After a long while, Old Zhou suddenly reached out and caught a thumb-sized bug from the ground. The insect writhed vigorously, its body shimmering with seven or eight colors, yet it couldn’t escape.

“Hahaha! Finally, I’ve caught it!”

Looking at the struggling bug in his palm, Old Zhou laughed heartily.

“Old Zhou, what’s this about?” the green-robed elder asked curiously.

“This is the Seven-Segment Bug, born of the seven-colored energy of heaven and earth. It hides in bamboo roots and is highly adept at evasion. It’s incredibly rare, but its taste is unparalleled. I once ate half of one in my youth and have yearned for it ever since. Ten years ago, I heard rumors of it here, so I planted ten thousand acres of bamboo to lure it out. At last, I succeeded today!”

Old Zhou’s face lit up with excitement.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

“You ignored the Culinary God Hall for ten years, left without a word, and didn’t inform anyone… all for this Seven-Segment Bug?”

The green-robed elder’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Spending a decade on a mere taste from his youth—was he mad?

“You think I’m crazy? Tell you what, since you’re here, I’ll let you taste it. Then you’ll understand. Forget ten years, even thirty years wouldn’t be a waste for such a delicacy!”

Old Zhou stroked his beard smugly.

“Alright, we’ll try it!”

The black-robed elder nodded as well.

“Hmm!”

Old Zhou wasted no time. With a flick of his wrist, he produced a large array of cookware and an assortment of rare ingredients: dragon hearts, phoenix livers, qilin meat… Each one could tempt any powerhouse, yet here they were, used as seasonings.

“These are… just the condiments?”

The black-robed elder swallowed hard.

Previously skeptical, they now believed him entirely.

Soon, as the ingredients were prepared, the Seven-Segment Bug hit the pan with a sizzle, releasing an aroma so intense that birds above forgot to flap their wings and plummeted to the ground.

“Smells amazing…”

The green-robed elder could barely contain his drool.

Previously doubtful, he was now utterly convinced.

Ignoring the elders' reactions, Old Zhou continued cooking. Before long, a dish of unparalleled aroma, flavor, and color was served.

“This is the culmination of my ten years’ effort. You’re in for a treat…”

Old Zhou chuckled, handing them chopsticks.

Excited, the two elders reached for the dish, but just as they were about to taste it, a dazzling light shone from the sky. A celestial Heaven’s Fate emerged, resembling countless stars shimmering.

“This… Chef’s Heaven’s Fate? Someone comprehended the Chef’s Heaven’s Fate?”

Old Zhou froze, dropping his chopsticks in shock.

“Chef’s Heaven’s Fate?” The green-robed elder was stunned. “Is this your Heaven’s Fate? Then you have an inheritor?”

“Yes, my culinary skills won’t perish with me…”

Old Zhou immediately took off, vanishing into the sky.

“Hey, Old Zhou, eat first! That Seven-Segment Bug took you ten years…”

The black-robed elder was dumbfounded.

“Compared to such a gifted successor, even a hundred-year meal isn’t worth eating. Enjoy it yourselves. Goodbye!”

Old Zhou’s voice echoed faintly from afar.

“This guy…” The green and black-robed elders exchanged glances, shaking their heads.

What a missed feast!

The green-robed elder picked up a piece of dragon heart, but just as he was about to eat, the sky trembled again. A light mist appeared above, carrying an ethereal glow.

“This is… someone has comprehended the Soul Heaven’s Fate? Hahaha, my Soul Hall is saved!”

Dropping his chopsticks, the green-robed elder disappeared as well.

“…?”

Watching the two vanish, the black-ro

bed elder sighed. “Should I call this good or bad luck? But if someone comprehends the Poison Heaven’s Fate, I’d run faster than any of them!”

Just as he mused, another light flared across the sky. Seeing it, his body trembled involuntarily.

“Someone actually did comprehend it… Wait for me!”

In an instant, he was gone, leaving the delectable Seven-Segment Bug behind in the bamboo grove.

The bug seemed to lament silently: Was my death in vain?

Author's Note