They were the true masters of the Shangguan Family.
They strategized behind the curtains, calculating the Shangguan Family’s Heavenly secret and the great causality.
The fates of the Shangguan Family, or rather all the Noble Clans of Qian State regarded as “massive entities,” were in the hands of these ancestors.
Under no circumstances must he offend the ancestors.
Shang Che heaved a sigh and furrowed his brow.
But what exactly were the ancestors plotting?
And what, after all, was the fate of the Shangguan Family?
Even though his own cultivation was not weak, he could not perform Calculation, didn’t understand Heavenly secret, so he knew nothing about these matters…
Shang Che looked up at the sky to see the inscrutable Heavenly Dao, as perplexed as his own expression.
After a moment, he sighed inwardly:
“What, after all, is the Heavenly secret?”
“Why can’t I calculate it?”
“If one does not comprehend the Heavenly secret or calculate the causality, no matter how advanced one’s cultivation may be, they are just playthings in the hands of others, the ancestors, those old monsters, and even the Heavenly Dao itself…”
Shang Che’s brows grew more and more furrowed.
…
Shangguan Yi was reprimanded, but the matter of joining the sect was now out in the open.
Having already begun, the “sunk cost” meant it was unlikely to be stopped mid-way.
The other branches of the Shangguan Family only wanted Shangguan Yi to be reprimanded; they didn’t care about what he was actually doing.
Hence, Shangguan Yi hurriedly started to exploit his connections and pull strings legitimately, along with Wenren Wan, to secure an entrance spot for Mo Hua.
Days later, Wenren Wan found Mo Hua and laid out three gold-embossed invitation cards in front of him.
They bore the names of three sects:
Tai’a Sect, Rushing Void Sect, and Taixu Gate.
Mo Hua was astonished, “Aunt Wan, this is…”
“They are invitations for joining the sects. Take a look and decide which one you wish to enter; I’ll submit the invitation on your behalf. These three sects are all among the ‘Eight Great Gates.’ Though they don’t compare with the ‘Four Great Sects,’ they are still quite good…”
Wenren Wan spoke casually, but her eyes couldn’t hide a slight sense of pride.
Mo Hua opened his mouth widely, surprised.
“Eight Great Gates… to choose from…”
After a pause, he whispered, “Aunt Wan, these… they must be very valuable, right?”
“Just average, not worth much…”
Wenren Wan said nonchalantly, seemingly not wanting to burden Mo Hua with worry.