Lingyue added from the side, “That guard Guiyuanzi called him ‘Ancestor.’ Moreover, the whip is engraved with the Guiyuan Sect’s Dao pattern, which I saw with my own eyes. That Dao pattern is exactly the same as the whip on the portrait of the founder of Guiyuan Sect, there is absolutely no mistake.”
Wu Heng narrowed his eyes.
He put down his teacup, stood up, walked to the wall with his hands behind his back, and looked at the landscape painting on the wall.
The painting depicts a majestic mountain peak, on top of which stands an ancient Daoist temple. In front of the temple stood a white-haired old man, holding a whisk in his hand, looking up at the sky.
It was a portrait of the founder of the Guiyuan School that he had specially commissioned to paint.
Hadn’t the patriarch of the Guiyuan Sect ascended to heaven tens of thousands of years ago?
How did he end up in the Chaos Realm and become a guardian?
This is illogical and contrary to the laws of nature.
Mighty beings who had reached a higher realm would not remain in the lower realm, let alone lower their cultivation level to guard the secret realm.
Are you sure you didn’t see it wrong?
Wu Heng turned around, his gaze sharp, as if trying to penetrate Ling Yue’s eyes and look into the depths of her soul.
Lingyue shook her head, her tone firm: “I have cultivated for thousands of years and know the Guiyuan Sect’s Dao pattern inside and out. I can’t be wrong.”
The whisk in the guard’s hand belonged to the founder of the Guiyuan Sect. Moreover, the spiritual light radiating from the shaker was exactly the same as the aura of the founder recorded in the Guiyuan Sect’s scriptures.
Wu Heng was silent for a moment, then nodded. “I will investigate this matter thoroughly. The Void Merchant Guild’s intelligence network covers the entire sky; there is no secret on the Seventeenth Heaven that can escape our attention.”
“You two will do this one more time, guarding the area around the Realm of Chaos and keeping an eye on the entrance. Report any suspicious activity immediately, but do not approach or alert the guards.”
An Dao raised his head and looked at Wu Heng, “Guild Leader, the guardian of the secret realm is too strong, your subordinate”
“I didn’t send you to explore the secret realm.”
Wu Heng interrupted, “I just asked you to keep an eye out and see if anyone else enters the secret realm, especially people from the Guiyuan Sect. If they do, report it immediately. You just need to watch from a distance, and even if you only see a single figure, you should immediately send a message.”
“Yes,” answered Dark Blade and Spirit Moon in unison, then got up and left the secret room.
The stone door slowly closed, and silence enveloped the secret room again.
Wu Heng stood alone by the wall, looking at the landscape painting, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, one tap after another.
An Dao’s words kept flashing in his mind: “Guiyuan Sect Ancestor, Guardian of the Secret Realm.”
What secrets is Guiyuan Sect hiding?
What is the relationship between the Secret Realm of Chaos and the Guiyuan Sect?
He had to find out the truth.
Intuition told him that what was involved in this matter was much more important than a bottle of Chaos Potion.
Perhaps, the entire landscape of the Northern Region would change as a result.
He stood up, walked to the other side of the secret room, and opened the hidden door.
Behind the hidden door was an even larger secret room, in the center of which floated a giant crystal ball about ten feet tall, completely transparent, with countless tiny light dots flowing within it.
That was the intelligence network of the Void Merchant Guild—every point of light represented a message, and behind every message was a secret.
He raised his hand and placed it on the crystal ball, probing it with his divine sense to search for all the information about the Guiyuan Sect, the Secret Realm of Chaos, and the ancestor of the Guiyuan Sect.
The light within the crystal ball flickered violently, and information poured in like a tidal wave, traversing eons to gather before his eyes.
Wu Heng’s brows furrowed even more.
The ancestor of Guiyuan Sect ascended to heaven 38,000 years ago in the back mountain of Guiyuan Sect.
On the day of his ascension, extraordinary phenomena appeared in heaven and earth, with auspicious clouds stretching for thousands of miles and spiritual energy falling like rain. The entire northern region could feel the tremendous pressure of the Heavenly Dao.
After his ascension, subsequent Guiyuan Sect patriarchs tried to contact him, but never received any response.
Everyone thought he had gone to a higher realm and had nothing more to do with the mortal world.
But now, he has appeared in the Secret Realm of Chaos as a guardian, and his cultivation level is still suppressed to the peak of the third-rank Golden Immortal.
What actually happened in between?
Who trapped him there?
Or did he himself choose to live there?
If it was his own choice, why?
Wu Heng withdrew his divine consciousness and let out a long breath.
He knew that the Void Merchant Guild’s intelligence network on Seventeenth Heaven alone probably wouldn’t be able to reveal deeper secrets.
These issues may require higher level authority, or even the use of headquarters resources.
But that’s a matter for later.
Currently, he had to keep an eye on the entrance to the secret realm and see if the Guiyuan Sect would go there again.
He could feel that Guiyuanzi was a man who would not give up until he achieved his goal.
FAQ Novel
Q: What power level does the guardian in the Chaos Secret Realm possess?
A: The guardian encountered in the Chaos Secret Realm is noted to have a cultivation at least at the peak of the third rank of Golden Immortal, proving insurmountable even for Gui Yuanzi.
Q: Who intervened to save Gui Yuanzi after his injury and ambush?
A: After escaping the secret realm and being ambushed by Venerable Tianji, Gui Yuanzi was saved by the intervention of the Demon Emperor of Ten Thousand Demon Hills.
What do you anticipate will happen next as the Seventeenth Heaven plunges further into disarray?