"This mountain path to our sect hasn't changed much over the years. It still has the same number of steps as before. But back then, when Grandma was young, she didn't feel tired at all walking these mountain paths. Now she can't do it anymore, and she needs your help, grandson."
The old lady climbing Bixian Mountain and paying respects at the mountain gate is not as old as she used to be, but she is still very talkative.
He never forgets to tell his granddaughter about his past when he was learning martial arts at Bixianmen.
Although it was a bit nagging, the granddaughter didn't seem to mind at all; she just remained quiet.
She seemed preoccupied.
Grandma saw through her, and as they neared the mountain gate, she said to her, "Yuxi, do you see? There's always a way. Don't worry. No matter how big the problem, there's always a solution. Perhaps, today, we'll find a way to solve this difficult situation. Grandma has lived a whole life, experienced all sorts of ups and downs, and sees things more clearly than you. Just follow Grandma to the mountain gate. Grandma's fate isn't that bad. Don't worry. Your fate will only be better than Grandma's. You're a good child, and Heaven won't be so cruel."
"Yes, Grandma." Hearing her grandmother say this, the granddaughter probably didn't want her to worry so much, which is why she showed a smile.
However, she is terrible at acting.
That smile still carried a hint of bitterness, leaving one feeling uneasy.
However, the mountain gate was right in front of us.
"Why are there no disciples to guide us?"
The old woman was quite puzzled when she arrived at the foot of the mountain gate.
After all, in her mind, there must be two disciples under this mountain gate archway to act as guides.
If someone comes to visit the mountain gate, you can announce their arrival; this is also a part-time duty of guarding the mountain gate.
This is common practice for every sect. Even small sects will arrange for at least two disciples to come and guard the mountain gate every day.
But today, here, I didn't see it.
Did he happen to have something to do and slack off?
This makes one somewhat suspicious.
The old woman didn't think much of it; she simply gestured to the servants and porters behind her to put down their loads and rest for a while.
“You’ve carried these loads up the mountain, it must have been hard for you. This is my old sect’s former location. Now that you’re here, don’t wander off. This is a women’s sect, men are not allowed to enter. It’s not that I don’t care about you, but I’m not letting you come in. Have some tea and rest.”
Hearing the old woman's words, the servants and porters, who were covered in sweat, mustered their courage and asked, "Madam, what was the story with that young man we met down the mountain?"
Wasn't it supposed to be an all-female sect that didn't accept men? How come I met a young man down the mountain who said he was a disciple of the Bixian Sect?
"I'll find out soon enough. You all can rest easy. I'll take Yuxi in first to take a look. After that, someone should invite you into the mountain gate. Just listen to me, you men, don't go into the mountain gate without permission." The old woman carefully instructed them.
"Understood, Madam." These porters were quite easygoing; at this moment, they were only concerned with fanning themselves with their hats and wiping the sweat from their necks with towels, not thinking that they were in a hurry to enter the mountain gate.
The old woman felt a little relieved and led her granddaughter through the mountain gate.
In her heart, the mountain gate was still sacred, so she still habitually thought of following the rules of the mountain gate in the past.
Otherwise, if someone were reckless and presumptuous, they wouldn't care about so many things. They would have already brought a bunch of servants and arrived at the mountain gate in a seemingly grand manner.
The old woman led her granddaughter into the mountain gate. Standing below the gate and looking at the entire sect, she immediately felt how deserted the mountain gate was.
In fact, the old woman should have noticed long ago. After all, before, not only could she stand here, but she could also see the sect disciples walking around everywhere at a glance. On the mountain road in front of the mountain gate, she could often encounter fellow disciples going down the mountain to buy things or go out for training.
However, along the way today, apart from Ye Liang whom they met at the foot of the mountain, they did not see another disciple of the Bixian Sect.
Now that I'm standing here, I understand why.
Because nowadays, the entire Bixian Sect no longer sees the bustling scene of numerous disciples as it once did.
Nowadays, looking around Bixianmen, there is no one walking on the grounds or roads between the houses.
It was so deserted that it seemed as if no one lived there anymore.
"Grandma, look." The girl also noticed a jarring scene: a black expanse of ruins, with collapsed walls and houses.
Although the roads around the ruins have been cleaned, the collapsed rubble has not yet been cleared.
The ruins, ravaged by fire, still stand, their black remnants quite jarring to the eye.
"Is it on fire?" The old woman felt a pang of heartache.
It seems that one strange thing after another has happened in our sect.
Although I knew before I came that my sect was not as powerful as it used to be, I never imagined that it would have fallen to such a state.
"Grandma, I think you've made a wasted trip this time." Seeing the sect, it was nothing like what she had imagined. It was too dilapidated, and there wasn't even a trace of human habitation in sight. The girl was a little sullen.
I felt that Grandma shouldn't have come all this way, as it ended up wasting time.
Now, the deadline for her difficult matter is fast approaching.
The days leading up to her death were incredibly precious to her.
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