Heavenly Dao Remnant Spirit Future Server

"Brother Shen, why did Elder Chi summon me this time?"

On the way to Tianxuan Mountain, Lu Ze asked cautiously.

Even his master, Nangong Yuan, hadn’t been called—only him.

No matter how he thought about it, it felt a bit strange.

As a low-level, ordinary cultivator, how could he possibly warrant a personal summons from the grand elder of Tianxuan Sect?

"I’m not sure, but there’s no need to worry, Brother Lu. It’s likely not a bad thing," Shen Yan replied with a smile.

"Ever since I joined the sect, my master warned me that if there ever came a day when someone could shake my Dao heart, I must report it to him."

"So… that person is me?" Lu Ze pointed at himself, speechless.

"Though I don’t know why my master seeks such a person, he once said this individual might hold great karmic significance for Tianxuan Sect… So, Brother Lu, there’s no need to worry."

Shen Yan reassured him.

Soon, the two arrived at the meeting hall atop Tianxuan Mountain.

Upon entering, Lu Ze noticed that aside from Chi Shengtian, two other elders were present.

One was his old acquaintance, Lin Anzai, who was obsessed with illusionary games.

The other was an unfamiliar face he had never seen before.

"This kid? A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator—how could he possibly be the one foretold in the Heavenly Decree? Elder Chi, I think we’re wasting our time with him," the unfamiliar elder said after a brief glance at Lu Ze, frowning.

"Ah, Elder Lü, don’t underestimate this young man. He’s quite clever!" Lin Anzai quickly defended Lu Ze, mainly because he’d been lucky lately in "Three Kingdoms Kill," drawing many rare items.

Elder Lü scoffed. "A matter of life and death for Tianxuan Sect can’t be solved by mere cleverness. You’ve lost yourself in trivial pursuits!"

Lu Ze was utterly baffled.

He was just a nobody who made games, a disciple of Lingxiao Sect—and secretly a demonic cultivator at that.

How had he suddenly become the key to Tianxuan Sect’s survival?

"Enough, quiet," Chi Shengtian interjected, raising a hand before turning to Lu Ze.

"I know you must have many questions… Follow me."

With that, he channeled his spiritual energy into the wooden table at the center, causing it to split and slide apart.

Mechanisms clicked open, revealing a deep passageway beneath.

Hidden beneath the meeting hall at Tianxuan Mountain’s peak was a secret chamber.

Inside stood an enormous tree.

Countless stairs and seals spiraled down along its trunk.

Chi Shengtian performed intricate spells, unlocking layer after layer of restrictions as he led Lu Ze deeper, all the way to the roots.

There, an immense and formidable sealing array lay.

At its core floated a translucent, murky orb of light.

Surrounding it were golden runes exuding profound Daoist resonance—clearly no ordinary artifacts.

Strangely, the runes appeared incomplete.

"During the Great War of Righteous and Demonic Paths, Qingshan Sect proved their Dao through demon-slaying, and the world hailed them as the turning point of the war."

"Yet few know… Tianxuan Sect sacrificed the lifespans of generations of sect masters to borrow a fragment of the Heavenly Dao’s spirit, altering causality to seek countless lifelines for the world…"

As Chi Shengtian spoke, Lu Ze’s eyes widened in realization.

No wonder historical records spoke of battles where the righteous path, against all odds, achieved miraculous victories.

No wonder, when the righteous path was on the verge of collapse, a few minor sects managed to secretly thrive under the demonic path’s nose, eventually growing into giants…

So it was Tianxuan Sect carrying from the shadows.

"After the war, the demonic path was nearly exterminated, and Qingshan Sect, which relied on slaying demons to grow stronger, declined."

"But could Tianxuan Sect fare any better?"

"Generations of sect masters exhausted their lifespans and fortunes, and our sect, too, waned…"

"Most critically, the Heavenly Dao fragment interfered with too much causality and is now on the verge of collapse."

"Once it shatters, Tianxuan Sect will be devoured by the ancient karma…"

"This place will become a land of death."

Chi Shengtian’s tone was grave.

"But… what does this have to do with me?" Lu Ze asked, confused.

Chi Shengtian didn’t mince words.

"Three hundred years ago, Tianxuan Sect’s master, Ancestor Tongtian, sacrificed his remaining lifespan to glimpse a fragment of heavenly insight—"

"In the future, a chosen disciple of Tianxuan Sect would have his Dao heart shattered by one bearing great fortune… but from ruin, rebirth."

"That person holds the key to resolving the Heavenly Dao fragment’s crisis."

With that, Chi Shengtian studied Lu Ze intently.

He firmly believed in the accuracy of Ancestor Tongtian’s Heavenly Decree.

But whether Lu Ze was truly the prophesied one… he had doubts.

After all, Lu Ze seemed far too ordinary.

Yet there was no choice.

The ancestor’s decree had to be obeyed!

In the past three centuries, only Lu Ze had managed to shatter the Dao heart of Tianxuan Sect’s chosen disciple—and then help him rebuild it.

Even if the method had been… unconventional.

Meanwhile, Lu Ze’s eyes gleamed with fervor as he stared at the Heavenly Dao fragment sealed beneath the roots.

He licked his lips.

This wasn’t just a fragment of the Heavenly Dao.

This was his future immortal server!