Biyue Piaoran carefully recalled for a moment and found that he really had sat so close to Murong Qing before. However, he couldn’t remember what Murong Qing said. In fact, he could say he didn’t listen at all.
For a dying person, nothing other than oneself is worth caring about.
Speaking of this, Shan Hua suddenly got spirited and quickly said, "Ancestor, why not go ask at the Immortal Sect? I just remembered there’s a rumor that the former Sect Leader’s wife of the Immortal Sect was Medicine God Xue Qianqian."
Biyue Piaoling’s eyes narrowed.
Of course, he knew about this rumor and had heard people mentioning it more than once. But whether it was true, no one investigated. Because the origins of Xue Qianqian were very mysterious, the Upper Profound Realm, no one dared to probe.
It seemed that those who went to investigate almost all disappeared.
If there is any hope of survival to grasp, then Xue Qianqian is it. If he finds her, his Innate Tomb Poison would surely be easily resolved. Such a mere Innate Poison, what does it matter?
Unfortunately, she has been missing for over a decade.
Unaware of Biyue Piaoling’s thoughts, Shan Hua continued, "Yes, that legendary Medicine God. She suddenly disappeared over ten years ago. There’s a rumor she went into seclusion with the Sect Leader of the Immortal Sect. The truth of that is fifty-fifty."
"You’re suggesting, if it’s true, then Wen Ping is most likely Xue Qianqian’s son and probably understands spiritual cuisines, perhaps even spiritual concoctions?"
"Yes. Then how could Chief Murong Qing say such things without basis?"
This time Biyue Piaoling’s expression held something indescribable, a special feeling.
Although Shan Hua didn’t understand what the Ancestor was thinking, he quickly said, "Ancestor, why not stay tonight? Settle in Cangwu City, and tomorrow morning I’ll help you inquire."
Biyue Piaoling nodded.
Secretly thought to himself: Staying one more day doesn’t matter anyway.
The following morning.
After yesterday’s improvement, everyone eagerly arrived at the Gravity Field to continue cultivating.
However, when everyone stood in front of the bulletin board and saw the new addition on it, their faces changed. Immediately, everyone headed towards the Tingyu Pavilion, waiting expectantly below.
Because there was a new addition on the bulletin board, costing 5000 gold per person and it only opened once a week!
Looking at the misty maze array ahead, Yang Lele, as usual, was the most talkative, speaking to whoever was nearby, "Elder Qin, what do you think this new thing will be? It opens only once a week."
"Hard to say, but it’s definitely a very special place; otherwise, it wouldn’t only open once a week."
Qin Shan associated it with the Library Pavilion.
The trial in the Ten Layers Tower of the Library Pavilion, where the comprehensions on each floor were very formidable. Two hours for a thousand gold, and only three spots a day, was already harsh enough. Unexpectedly, there came a "Cultivation Area" for 5000 gold once a week.
Seeing Qin Shan couldn’t figure it out either, Yang Lele rushed over to Zhao Qing and asked, "Zhao Qing, what do you think?"
Zhao Qing coldly shot him a glance, responding blandly, "Stop babbling, you’ll know when the time comes."
Yang Lele chuckled, then mumbled to himself, "I also wonder when the Sect Leader will come down."
Amid everyone’s anxious waiting, Zhao Yi was sweeping the Thousand Layers when suddenly someone approached.
The person was naturally Shan Hua.
Because of Shan Hua’s fierce appearance and the inherent aura of the Profound Realm, Zhao Yi thought trouble was coming again. He quickly ran back, but Shan Hua called out loudly.
"Kid, don’t run, I just came to pay respects to the Sect. I have something to discuss with your Sect Leader, just lead the way." Quickening his pace to catch up with Zhao Yi, Shan Hua instinctively glanced around.
Zhao Yi nodded, looked back twice to ensure the Mountain Dog was not coming, and didn’t suspect whether the man was telling the truth. He directly led Yuan Shan to the plaza.
Noticing the person striding straight across the plaza, heading towards the Main Hall, Zhao Yi quickly pointed out, "Senior, if you want to find our Sect Leader, please follow me. The Sect Leader does not reside in the Main Hall."
Shan Hua was momentarily stunned and then nodded.
A Sect Leader not residing in the Main Hall, that’s rare.
When they arrived below the Tingyu Pavilion with Zhao Yi, everyone suddenly turned to look at the two. Both were taken aback, especially since seven or eight pairs of eyes swept over them simultaneously, it was particularly surprising.
Seeing this, Zhao Yi quickly explained, "Elder Qin, Elder Yun, this senior said he has something he wants to discuss with our Sect Leader."
After speaking, Zhao Yi withdrew.
Yun Liao observed the newcomer, finding the person’s realm unseeable, judged him to be at least the Middle Profound Realm. Since he was of the Middle Profound Realm, Yun Liao dared not neglect him and promptly called someone to serve tea.
But Shan Hua seemed unwilling to play along, waved his hand, and was about to proceed towards Tingyu Pavilion on the mountain slope. However, just as he started moving, both Qin Shan and Yun Liao reached out and blocked him outside.
"Senior, the place where the Sect Leader resides is a Forbidden Land, without the Sect Leader’s permission, you cannot enter on your own."
Shan Hua forced a smile and asked, "Then could someone go inform him for me? I have urgent matters."
"Senior, sorry, but you can only wait! The Sect Leader particularly dislikes those who disturb his sleep." Yun Liao responded.
"Let me wait?" Shan Hua immediately glanced at Yun Liao, showing a trace of displeasure.
After all, he’s a Middle Profound Realm cultivator!
Not to say he should immediately see Wen Ping, but at least someone should inform him, right?
The result was everyone waiting for Wen Ping to come out himself, without anyone making a move to notify.
When the morning mist began dispersing, Shan Hua looked up at the sky, murmuring to himself. But the people of Immortal Sect still waited there, with no signs of impatience. He could only shake his head helplessly and stood with them.
But people came and went at the foot of the mountain, making Shan Hua feel somewhat irritated. However, knowing Wen Ping’s strength, he dared not lightly provoke.
Just like that, nearly an hour passed.
In the early hours, Wen Ping finally descended from Tingyu Pavilion, Yang Lele and others quickly gathered around,
but Shan Hua had grown somewhat impatient with waiting.
As Wen Ping descended the mountain, Shan Hua immediately shouted, "Biyue Family, Middle Profound Realm cultivator Shan Hua pays his respects to the Immortal Sect Leader, Sect Leader Wen. I finally waited for you to come down."
Wen Ping asked, "And you are?"
Shan Hua repeated again, "I am Shan Hua, from Zimo Lake’s Biyue Family."
Hearing this, Wen Ping smiled helplessly.
In fact, he intended to ask, what do you want with me? But before he could clarify, a system prompt sounded in his ears, and Wen Ping had to ask, "Shan Hua, you’ve been at Immortal Sect for about an hour, right?"