Gateway of Immortality-Chapter 844: Granny Yue
Qin Sang noticed that Elder Zhou had mentioned Seven-Kill Hall would reopen in just over forty years.
At last, the time had been set, and it was even sooner than he had expected!
The witch race would once again preside over it. Within a century, Seven-Kill Hall would open twice.
By custom, the two most recent emergences of Seven-Kill Hall had been less than three hundred years apart. Did this not mean that before the next natural emergence, he would have multiple chances to enter it again?
What exactly was the witch race seeking, that they would pay such a heavy price to force Seven-Kill Hall open twice in succession?
Last time, the grand witch priest had obtained a secret treasure in the Sky Tower, only to be pursued by the Devil Lord, nearly igniting a war between two races. Could it be that this treasure had not been the one they were truly searching for?
Whatever the witch race’s schemes, they had little to do with Qin Sang. The more times he could enter Seven-Kill Hall, the better. If he could uncover all its secrets before its natural emergence and find the ancient teleportation array, it would be enough.
Naturally, he gave Elder Zhou a wholehearted agreement to his request.
"Maoshan Vine, Azure Reed Root... Scorpion Venom Grass..." Elder Zhou thought for a long time. "I have never seen those two herbs. Allow me to inquire further. With so many cultivators trapped in the Demonic Sea, treasures appear frequently on Desolate Island. The chances are good. This order to defend Desolate Island comes from both the righteous and devilish paths, and the three great merchant alliances obey it strictly. For now, remain here with patience. I doubt the demon race will be so mad as to attack Desolate Island directly. The turmoil will settle eventually. Though this island lies on the periphery, for now it is not unsafe. I will slowly find a way."
Qin Sang dared not state outright his desire for the Maoshan Vine and could only hint at it, hoping Elder Zhou would make inquiries.
As for leaving the Demonic Sea, it would not be possible in the near future.
After parting with Elder Zhou, Qin Sang sat outside his cave dwelling, holding the bone flute, channeling the star power of the cosmic orbit for cultivation. When his turn came, he would lead patrols outside the island.
While waiting for news, Qin Sang did not stop seeking his own way out, contacting old acquaintances and searching for opportunities.
As the days passed, tension on Desolate Island grew heavier.
Signs of demonic beasts became frequent in the nearby seas. Unlike expectations, after failing at Tianwu Island, the demon race seemed truly insane, turning its gaze on Desolate Island. More and more beasts gathered there.
During patrols, Qin Sang had even sensed an aura of terrifying power, likely a Transformation Realm great demons, and had immediately led his team to flee.
A storm was coming. At this rate, Desolate Island would soon be encircled by a beast tide, with war ready to erupt at any moment.
By now, almost no cultivator could break through the blockade of beasts and return alive.
Those trapped deeper in the Demonic Sea had uncertain fates.
After waiting anxiously for a long time, Qin Sang finally received word from Elder Zhou. On the day he finished his patrol, he flew in haste to Elder Zhou’s island.
"Brother, you’ve come!" Elder Zhou welcomed him warmly.
In recent days, Qin Sang had done all he could for Elder Zhou, helping draw a geomantic map of Seven-Kill Hall and sifting through rumors without revealing his own secrets. Their relationship had grown close.
"I’ve found the Maoshan Vine you sought. Our merchant guild has it!" Elder Zhou said with a mysterious air, lowering his voice.
Qin Sang had long known the Dongji Alliance possessed the Maoshan Vine, but he feigned astonishment, eagerly asking, "Where is it now?"
"Patience, Brother." Elder Zhou led him into a cave dwelling, shut the doors, and laid down several soundproofing barriers in succession. Such behavior surprised Qin Sang, but he held his patience.
Sitting across from him, Elder Zhou finally dropped the pretense, speaking quietly. "The Maoshan Vine has indeed been found, but it will not be easy to obtain. The guild treasures it highly, so it cannot be bought with spirit stones. There is only one way..."
Qin Sang leaned forward.
"There is a senior within the guild who is gathering people to venture deep into the Demonic Sea to rescue someone. If you join her and succeed, the Maoshan Vine will be part of the reward. Moreover, this senior is capable; she promises that once the deed is done, she can send you back to Canglang Sea, avoiding the calamity."
Elder Zhou paused and continued solemnly, "When I was searching for the Maoshan Vine, this senior approached me and invited me to join. I have yet to refuse. If you accept these terms, I will take you to her. You know as well as I how perilous the Demonic Sea’s depths are now. Consider carefully."
To venture deep into the Demonic Sea, gain the Maoshan Vine, and even leave it behind... Qin Sang’s interest was immediately piqued.
With Heavenly Demon Transformation, he did not fear being stranded there. Taking such a risk was worth it.
But since even Elder Zhou addressed the person as senior, could it be a Spiritual Infant grandmaster?
After asking in detail, Qin Sang felt relieved.
The person was called Granny Yue, a venerable senior who had not yet broken through to the Spiritual Infant Realm but was trapped at its threshold. She carried high prestige, which was why Elder Zhou addressed her so respectfully.
Had she been a Spiritual Infant grandmaster, this venture might not have been as simple as a rescue. Qin Sang would have thought twice.
But as long as it did not involve a struggle between Spiritual Infant grandmasters, Qin Sang was confident in his ability to cope. He did not hesitate long before asking Elder Zhou to take him to Granny Yue.
Since it was Qin Sang’s own decision, Elder Zhou said no more and led him there.
Granny Yue resided on an island near Desolate Island. When they arrived, she was receiving guests who were two late-stage Core Formation cultivators.
"Daoist Zhou, have you decided to come with me?"
Granny Yue was an old woman with snow-white hair, her face covered in wrinkles, her appearance frail and steeped in the aura of decline.
For such withering signs to appear in a peak Core Formation expert, it was clear her essence had waned and her lifespan was running out.
At the sight of Elder Zhou, Granny Yue’s eyes brightened with expectation.
Elder Zhou shook his head and gestured toward Qin Sang. "Senior Yue, I have not come for myself this time. My brother[1], Dharma name Qingfeng, possesses uncommon strength. He may be able to lend you his aid."
Granny Yue’s smile faded. She gave Qin Sang a cold glance and said with displeasure, "Daoist Zhou, the one I seek to rescue is of great importance to me. This is no trifling matter!" 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
The other two cultivators looked on with expressions of curiosity, as though watching a show.
Elder Zhou said calmly, "Please, do not be angry, Senior. I would not recommend him without reason. Cultivation level is only surface. Those who can challenge across realms are not rare. This younger brother of mine has entered Seven-Kill Hall and returned alive. Is that not proof of his strength? Since you have struggled to find a suitable candidate, why not allow him a chance?"
Granny Yue gave a surprised hum, her scorn fading. "You have been to Seven-Kill Hall?"
"That’s right!"
Qin Sang nodded. Prompted by Elder Zhou, he flicked his fingers. The ebony sword flew from his palm, splitting into multiple streams of sword light, sharp and fierce.
In an instant, the room was filled with pale azure radiance, countless shadows of swords flashing and vanishing, like a world of blades.
"Sword Light Division!"
Granny Yue slowly exhaled, her expression shifting.
The other two cultivators also grew solemn, straightening in their seats.
1. This does not mean that Qin Sang is related by blood to him, but it is common to address someone close as "Brothers" or "Sisters" in Chinese culture. ☜
