After Qin Longhu left, Chu Mo asked curiously:
"Master, what's the deal with this assessment competition?"
"This is a tradition of Lingyin Village. An annual assessment is held to allocate cultivation resources to young geniuses based on their ranking."
Qin Potian sighed softly, his expression lost in memories.
"The predecessor of Lingyin Village was an ancient sect in the Kunlun Realm called Xuantian Sect."
"Ten thousand years ago, because they offended another super sect, they brought about the annihilation of their entire clan."
"Therefore, the sect's Grand Elder secretly placed all the young disciples here when the Forbidden Land of the Burial God Abyss opened, in order to preserve the lineage."
"What about the seniors from other sects? Didn't they come in?" Chu Mo asked curiously.
"They remained outside the Kunlun Realm to fight, their fate unknown."
Qin Potian sighed deeply and remained silent for a long time.
Chu Mo also fell silent, realizing that they had been reduced to hiding the sect's young disciples in this cage-like forbidden area.
The situation they faced back then was undoubtedly one of near-death experiences.
They're probably all dead by now, aren't they?
Those people were Chu Mo's seniors, but they were figures from ten thousand years ago.
It would be a lie to say they had a lot of feelings for each other, but Chu Mo admired their choice back then.
He protected the weak young disciples within the forbidden area, while he himself fought to the death outside.
Either they are unwilling to live a life of ignominy.
They stayed outside to delay in order to protect these young disciples.
Regardless of the reason, he deserves Chu Mo's respect.
"Master, what was it that you asked me to promise back then?"
Chu Mo was very curious: what could he, so weak, do for his master and the others?
"My greatest hope is that one day you will obtain the divine artifact and lead Lingyin Village out of the forbidden area."
Seeing his confusion, Qin Potian explained with a sigh:
"Legend has it that within the Divine Palace of the Burial God Abyss, there are divine artifacts left behind by that fallen god."
"Obtaining it will not only allow you to freely activate the Heaven-Imprisoning Array, but also give you the opportunity to attain the highest realm of enlightenment."
"Therefore, every time the forbidden area opens, it attracts countless cultivators who risk their lives to break through."
Chu Mo asked in confusion, "Master, if that's the case, why are you the only ones here?"
"The others can stay here and slowly work their way through the challenges."
Qin Potian smiled wryly.
"This is a common agreement among the major sects of the Kunlun Realm. Within one month of the forbidden area opening, everyone can rely on their own abilities to pass through the challenges."
"But everyone must evacuate before the forbidden area closes, otherwise we will be making enemies of all the sects. We are staying here secretly through special means."
Chu Mo was immediately dumbfounded.
To put it bluntly, the people in Lingyin Village are like illegal immigrants.
If this area were to reopen, it would immediately become a public enemy, with everyone calling for its destruction.
Moreover, putting aside the breach of agreement, Lingyin Village has lived here for ten thousand years. How could others believe that they gained nothing?
At that time, everyone will definitely suspect that they have already obtained that artifact.
No wonder they wanted to leave as soon as possible.
If we don't leave now, once the forbidden area opens, it will be a certain death.
Chu Mo felt a heavy weight in his heart. It could be said that the lives of thousands of people in the entire village, as well as his master, were all in his hands.
This pressure is really overwhelming!
Qin Potian's eyes were filled with complex emotions. After a long sigh, he continued:
"The Burial Abyss has been experiencing frequent unusual activity in recent years, and it's probably not long before it reopens."
"Master, what exactly is this so-called divine artifact?"
Chu Mo temporarily put aside his worries and asked curiously.
He had a faint hope that the small bronze cauldron in his sea of consciousness might be the so-called divine artifact.
If so, the difficulty of this matter is undoubtedly much smaller, and all that remains is to try to crack and control it.
Qin Potian sighed and shook his head.
"No one knows what the artifact is, but everyone firmly believes in its existence."
Chu Mo was speechless.
For the sake of a vague and unfounded legend, countless people have gone to their deaths one after another.
Is the cultivation world really that complicated?
How can I prove whether the small cauldron is a divine artifact?
Although it is extraordinary, it is currently special in two ways: first, the flow of time is different, and second, the spiritual energy there is purer and more concentrated.
As for the others, I haven't found anything else special yet.
Seeing his worried expression, Qin Potian smiled and comforted him:
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Once you've completely refined the evil energy within you, you should be able to freely enter and exit the Burial God Abyss."
"We'll consider the artifact then. For now, focus on cultivating to the Nascent Soul stage and preserving your life."
"Yes, Master!"
Chu Mo quickly calmed himself down; there was a lot of information to process today, and he needed to digest it properly.
After chatting for a while, Qin Potian led him outside.
This was also the first time Chu Mo had stepped out of this wooden house.
They then discovered that the cabin was located on a low hill.
Centered on the hill, many simple houses are situated on the surrounding open spaces, and a considerable amount of farmland has been cultivated, forming a large village.
Chu Mo estimated that there were at least several hundred households, with wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys, creating a peaceful and serene atmosphere.
Many simply dressed children were playing and frolicking by the river.
The village is surrounded by towering peaks and ancient trees, enveloping it in lush greenery.
This is similar to most mountain villages, except that the trees here are taller and more lush, with ancient trees reaching hundreds of meters in height everywhere.
The occasional roars of beasts echoing through the mountains and forests are even more ferocious and terrifying, with astonishing power.
"This place is isolated from the world, and no outsiders have come here for thousands of years, which is why we haven't let you meet them before."
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