The entire Guiyuan Sect was filled with regret and sorrow. Every ancestral veneration day, they burned incense and prayed, hoping that their ancestral masters in heaven would protect the sect and ensure their eternal survival.
Qingqiu put down the ancient book, his brows furrowed.
Ancestor Xuanqing ascended to heaven 38,000 years ago, but now he appeared in the Secret Realm of Chaos and became its guardian.
Ascension is just a trick; entering the secret realm is the real goal?
Or do they ascend to heaven and then return to the underworld?
What actually happened in between?
What could make a mighty being who had attained immortality be willing to lower his cultivation level to guard a small secret realm and spiritual liquid pool, waiting for 38,000 years?
He thought for a moment, repeatedly considering various possibilities in his mind, then shook his head.
He couldn’t reconstruct the truth about what happened back then based solely on the fragments in ancient books.
He needed more information and needed to ask the old man in white directly.
He stood up and walked out of the side passage.
The morning light from Wanyao Ridge shone on her white dress, casting long shadows on her body.
The morning mist had not yet completely dissipated, and the air shimmered with a faint golden hue under the sunlight.
He walked through several long corridors and arrived at Guiyuanzi’s residence.
Gui Yuanzi’s residence was a small stone room that was always kept clean.
A stone bed, a stone table, a stone chair, and a portrait of the founder of the Guiyuan School hung on the wall.
Gui Yuanzi sat cross-legged on the futon, healing his wounds. Blue spiritual energy flowed slowly around his body, like strands of blue silk, flowing through his meridians and repairing his broken bones and damaged meridians.
Hearing footsteps, he opened his eyes and saw that it was Qingqiu. He immediately stood up and bowed.
“Your Majesty, what brings you here? Is there any news from the battlefield?”
“No.” Qingqiu waved his hand and handed him the ancient book. “Look at this part.”
Gui Yuanzi took the ancient book and quickly skimmed through it.
His gaze fell on those lines, his expression becoming more serious. Finally, his brows furrowed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
“Ancestor Xuanqing…ascended to the afterlife 38,000 years ago? But what we saw in that secret realm was clearly the Ancestor himself.”
Its eggbeater, Daoist patterns, and aura were all genuine.
“I grew up in the Guiyuan Sect and have seen the portrait of the sect’s founder many times. I can even draw Dao patterns on his whip with my eyes closed.
“Therefore, I suspect that the so-called ‘increase’ is just a cover.” Qingqiu’s voice was gentle, but every word was heavy, echoing in the silent stone room.
“Ancestor Xuanqing did not leave Seventeenth Heaven at all, but instead entered the Secret Realm of Chaos and became its guardian.”
There must be a reason why he was guarding that place. Perhaps something more important than the Chaos Elixir was hidden in that secret realm; maybe he was waiting for someone; perhaps he was protecting a secret. We have to find out.
Gui Yuanzi raised his head, looking at Qingqiu, his eyes filled with anger and confusion, “Your Majesty, you mean”
“I will go to the Secret Realm of Chaos again.” Qingqiu’s tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation. “This time, I’ll go alone. You lead the way.”
Guiyuanzi hesitated for a moment.
The injury he suffered had not completely healed; His left arm was still wrapped in bandages on his chest, and even though the broken bones in his chest had been fixed, he was unable to exert any strength.
Moreover, the guard’s cultivation level was immeasurable. Last time, he was seriously injured by a single palm strike and almost lost his life.
If he attacked again, he didn’t know if he would survive.
“Your Majesty, the guard’s cultivation level is immeasurable, I’m afraid”
“What are you worried about?” Qingqiu interrupted, his voice containing a hint of arrogance. “I have lived for tens of thousands of years, what storms have I never seen? A guardian at the peak of the third rank of the Golden Immortal is not enough to scare me.”
After all, I am a demon, and my cultivation method is different from his. He won’t attack me as soon as we meet. We are here to talk, not to fight.
He paused, then continued, “Besides, I feel that the guard doesn’t hold a grudge against us. He injured you last time because you attacked first. He won’t attack unless you make a move. I can see that.”
Gui Yuanzi was silent for a moment, repeatedly recalling the events in the main hall that day.
The old man in white did not attack first; he was the one who attacked first, and only then did the old man retaliate.
Besides, the old man could have killed him, but he didn’t.
What can we conclude from this?
This showed that the old man had no intention of finishing them off; he was just carrying out his duties and not allowing anyone to easily take the spiritual fluid.
FAQ Novel
Q: How are the various sects preparing for the impending storm at Wanyao Ridge?
A: The Guiyuan Sect is setting up early warning arrays, the Qingyun Sword Sect is establishing sword arrays on mountain peaks, and the Wanfa Sect is carving defensive runes around the Demon Emperor Palace.
Q: What specific mystery is Qingqiu trying to solve regarding the Guiyuan Sect patriarch?
A: Qingqiu is investigating why the Guiyuan Sect patriarch became the guardian of the Secret Realm of Chaos, for how long, and if what he guards is truly just chaotic spiritual fluid.
What do you think these elaborate defenses signify for the future of Wanyao Ridge and Qingqiu’s crucial quest?