487: Chapter 364 487: Chapter 364 Huang Lei had once been full of youthful vigor, but after learning of his elder brother’s death, he impulsively wanted to seek revenge.
However, he was stopped by his family.
Listening to them describe how powerful the enemy was, his heart grew progressively colder.
In anger, his pride slowly wore away; in the face of such a mighty foe, he had no choice but to lay down his dignity.
Huang Lei’s companions had no choice but to follow him and listen to his commands.
After all, they had come with a different purpose this time.
Initially unable to track their target, they were certain that with time, they would find their traces.
It was impossible that those people would always remain in this place, never appearing outside.
According to the legends, these people had all joined the Saint Sect founded by Jiang Tang, so they must be preparing to build the Immortal Sect within this foggy area.
During the construction of these gates, outsiders might not have been allowed in.
But after the Immortal Sect was established, it would not continue with just a handful of people; they would definitely open their doors to accept new disciples.
They would take in disciples from among the common folk who had a Spiritual Root and skills.
So they might be able to infiltrate during the mass recruitment of disciples.
Maybe at first they couldn’t hold qualified positions, but they believed that they had the ability, which they earned through hard work.
Wasn’t it even harder for an ordinary person at the Foundation Establishment Stage?
Huang Lei did not want to take his group to stay in the village; as outsiders from a different place, they would surely draw suspicion.
Right outside the dense fog, anyone determined to check would find out, so they couldn’t keep flying in the high skies indefinitely.
They needed to find a place to settle, so they had no choice but to head toward the large mountain next to the village.
After choosing their target, they flew to the top of the mountain and began searching for a cave.
They found a thatched hut built by hunters and the traps that the hunters had designed.
After a thorough search, with the mountain being densely wooded, finding a natural cave was challenging.
Eventually, at the edge of a cliff, they discovered a platform 200 meters below with what appeared to be a recessed area underneath, signaling that there was indeed a hidden cavern within.
“Let’s go down and take a look!”
It seemed that fortune smiled upon them, as they had secretly discovered a place to stay, filled with surprise and delight upon viewing the natural cave.
The cave appeared to have been inhabited before.
As to who had lived there, that would be known upon entering, because from the platform at the entrance, they could see inside: there was a stone table, stone stools, and even a stone bed—all crafted from white jade that glowed with a reversed light.
As they walked in, filled with wonder, they touched the white jade to find that it was cool to the touch and infused with spiritual energy, a kind of jade that kept warm in winter and cool in summer.
Now, in summertime, the cold sensation from the white jade was comforting for their hands, sweaty from the use of spiritual power during their long flight.
“Ah, this is a great place!”
“Haha, we’ve stumbled upon a treasure!
Practicing cultivation on this white jade means we don’t have to use Pills or Spirit Stones.
We’ve struck it lucky.”
“It’s good to have followed you here.
I thought we’d be doomed if we couldn’t enter the foggy area, but I didn’t expect to find such a pleasant surprise!”
If those in the foggy area had access to abundant resources, they would undoubtedly leave those without resources far behind.
But now, to seclude themselves here, undisturbed by others, was a delightful surprise within a surprise.
With the supplies they brought, they could last a year and a half without going out—they would have plenty to eat and drink.
They came fully prepared, secretly safeguarding their hoard—a practice typical of the elite from great families, and of course, not at all like children from ordinary civilian families.
With only one white jade bed, all four of them could sit on it, but they felt too close for comfortable cultivation.
Some chose to sit on the white jade bed, while others sat on the white jade stools.
Naturally, no one sat on the jade table as it had objects placed upon it.
Aboard was a chessboard with an unfinished game, along with a teapot, cups, and bowls, all carved out of white jade.
It seemed the previous occupant of this cave had a taste for the finer things in life.
Huang Lei didn’t immediately begin cultivating.
He noticed that the walls inside the natural cave were not made of earthen rock layers but had instead been smoothed out with the finest decorative materials.
On closer inspection, one could find sword marks, not intentionally inscribed, but made when someone practicing swordsmanship had brushed against the wall.
In studying these marks, Huang Lei realized that as long as he kept gazing at the wall, his mind would conjure images of someone practicing swordplay, with each movement remarkably powerful.
Huang Lei himself was a swordsman, and those who had come with him were all sword wielders.
Their flying treasures were also flying swords.
These were the magical treasures specifically crafted for them by their families when they entered the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Engrossed, Huang Lei watched the wall as everyone made room for him on the white jade bed.
Sitting on the bed facing the wall, he moved his hands as if they were swords, enraptured as he mimicked the movements of the shadowy figure practicing the sword techniques in his mind.