Chapter 177 First Arrival in the Ancient Mysterious Heaven Realm
Shi Heming said he was waiting for Song Yin to return, and he really meant it; he had absolutely no intention of leaving this place.
Wen Zhiling returned the blank scroll to Song Yin, and the others watched her leave. They saw her fly to the white light, and the blank scroll in her hand merged into the white light and disappeared. Then the white light engulfed Song Yin, and she disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After Song Yin left, Shi Heming was no longer the same as before. He became taciturn and his emotions were not revealed, making it impossible for anyone to see his true thoughts.
For some reason, Qi Zibo seemed to be hallucinating Shi Heming when he first joined the sect, the only difference being that the current Shi Heming lacked that sorrowful air.
Qi Zibo handed Shi Heming a bottle of pills to restore his spiritual energy. "You're really bold. You've exhausted all your spiritual energy. If there's a sudden attack, you won't even have the strength to fight back and will just have to wait to die. Not only that, but you also gave her the storage ring directly, leaving her with no means of self-defense."
Shi Heming: "Thank you, Elder. We did keep some for self-defense."
However, what was left behind were some low-level talismans and magical artifacts, which were basically useless to them, high-level cultivators. The storage ring given to Yin Yin contained various high-level magical artifacts and spirit stones. There was no need to tell outsiders about this; it was enough for her to know.
After discussing it for a while, the group decided to stay and wait for Song Yin to return.
Meanwhile, Song Yin, whom everyone is concerned about, has arrived in ancient times. She stands on a wild road, completely unfamiliar with the place.
"Is the Heavenly Dao still there?" Song Yin looked up at the sky and asked. Which way should she go now? And the spiritual energy here has suddenly dropped, even less than that of the Immortal Firmament Sect when it had no new spiritual veins. Is this still the Profound Heaven Realm? Anyone who didn't know better would think they'd gone to the Nine Spirit Realm.
Thinking about her mission, Song Yin slapped her forehead. "Oh no! If I had known this would happen, I should have put the portrait into my spatial storage instead of hanging it back on Danque Peak. Now look what's happened, I've only seen the patriarch's face once."
She could only complete the mission by relying on her extraordinary memory. Even so, finding someone named Qin Muyan in the Xuan Tian Realm of ancient times was still very difficult.
Thinking of the extra storage ring, Song Yin scanned its space with her divine sense. It was filled with high-level talismans, magical artifacts, and array plates—enough for her to use for a long time. There were even countless top-grade spirit stones, numerous rare and precious materials, cultivation manuals, and so on. Shi Heming had given her all his most valuable possessions, and before leaving, he had even exhausted his spiritual energy to draw talismans.
Fortunately, he had his grandmaster and the others by his side; otherwise, he wouldn't have felt at ease leaving him alone in that situation.
"I wonder if this place is located in the Eastern Continent or somewhere else." Song Yin lowered her hand, flew into the sky, and looked down at the entire environment.
The world has changed drastically. The Xuan Tian Realm of the past is very different from the Xuan Tian Realm of her time. Song Yin had no choice but to find a direction to fly in, first find a town with many people to inquire about the situation, and then buy a map for future use.
Song Yin flew for a while but couldn't find a town. Instead, she saw a group of people fleeing in panic.
The people below were being chased by the monster, and a group of them screamed and fought back. When one of the men saw that his attacks were useless and that the venomous stinger of the Crimson Blood Scorpion was about to pierce him, in desperation, his desire to survive reached its peak, and he grabbed a woman next to him and threw her over.
There were three Crimson Blood Scorpions in total, the smallest of which was two meters long. After the first Crimson Blood Scorpion struck its target, it flung the doomed person aside and then chased after the others. The last, smaller Crimson Blood Scorpion stopped in front of the woman; this would be its meal for the day.
"Ma Xingchang! I'll haunt you even as a ghost!" The woman gritted her teeth, the poison taking effect. The three Crimson Blood Scorpions were formidable; the youngest was at the late Golden Core stage, while she, a poisoned early Golden Core cultivator with almost depleted spiritual energy, had no power to retaliate!
"You're too lazy to cultivate anyway, so living is just a waste of cultivation resources. We might as well sacrifice you so we can live." The voice drifted from afar.
The group had already fled far away, and not a single one of them returned to save her. Ironically, she had packed all her magical artifacts and elixirs into trying to save them during her escape.
The Crimson Scorpion swung its pincers, attacking her. In despair, she closed her eyes, deciding to self-destruct rather than become food for a demonic beast.
Suddenly, a vibrant force stopped her self-destruction. She opened her eyes to find the two-meter-long crimson scorpion had been split into several pieces. The closest piece was a light green skirt, and above that, a cascade of jet-black hair.
Song Yin turned to the person lying on the ground and asked, "Are you alright?"
"I...I...you."
Song Yin smiled slightly, "Oh, I almost forgot, this kind of demonic beast is poisonous. You were stung by it, so I'll give you an antidote first." She took out a detoxifying pill from her space and used her spiritual energy to put it into the other person's mouth. "What's your name? Why did they abandon you?"
"Th-thank you." Feeling that the toxins in her body had stopped spreading, she looked at the female cultivator who had descended from the sky. She was elegant and graceful. "My name is Hua Rong. Those who abandoned me were originally my teammates, but from now on, they are no longer my friends."
Hua Rong couldn't discern the other party's cultivation level, so she didn't ask further. Anyone who could casually kill the Crimson Blood Scorpion must be stronger than herself. "Thank you for saving my life, senior. I will repay you tenfold. Before that, may I ask your esteemed name?"
"My surname is Song, just call me Song Yin." Since this is the Ancient Xuan Tian Realm, giving my real name won't make a difference. "How about I give you a chance to repay this debt of gratitude?"
The effects of the toxins had dissipated by about 80%. Hua Rong stood up from the ground and said, "Senior, please speak."
Hua Rong was conflicted, hoping that her senior wouldn't make her do anything immoral or immoral.
Song Yin spread her arms wide: "You can probably guess that my cultivation is higher than yours. I was in seclusion a few days ago, and when I came out, I found that a thousand years had passed. I don't understand the world now, so I would like to ask you to help me reintegrate into it. Of course, I will pay you accordingly."
She wasn't saving her for nothing; it would be perfect for her to let this female cultivator guide her through the ancient Xuan Tian Realm, given her status as her savior.
Hua Rong breathed a sigh of relief, relieved that it wasn't anything immoral. She then took another deep breath and waved her hands frantically, "How could I dare to ask for payment for helping you, Senior! Please rest assured, Senior, Hua Rong will definitely help you reintegrate into the world!"
Song Yin: "Thank you very much. Now that your injuries have almost healed, let's go."
Hua Rong: "Where...where are we going?"
Song Yin: "You decide. After all, I don't understand the world right now."
Hua Rong thought for a moment, then her bright eyes lit up. "I'll take you to Dushui Town, where I live, first. Although it's a town, it's not as big as a small city."
Song Yin then gave her a few pills to restore her spiritual energy. "Here, take these pills. Your spiritual energy will be restored so you can travel faster."
"I'm so sorry, I've already taken one of your pills to detoxify, how could I dare to use any more? Besides, pills are hard to come by, please keep them. I still have a little bit of spiritual energy left in my body, not enough for fighting, but enough for traveling."
"Keep it. Don't make me say it a third time. I don't want to waste too much time on the road."
Hua Rong's heart skipped a beat. "Yes, senior." She almost forgot that the other party was a high-level cultivator. She couldn't just refuse the other party because he was showing goodwill.
After taking the elixir, Hua Rong's spiritual energy recovered quickly, making long-distance travel with Song Yin no problem.
During the flight, Song Yin asked Hua Rong, "Have you ever heard of a high-level cultivator named Qin Muyan?"
Hua Rong immediately replied, "This junior doesn't know many high-level cultivators, and even fewer whose names are famous. I don't know this Senior Qin you mentioned."
Song Yin nodded, unsurprised, and then asked, "Who is the most powerful alchemist right now? How high is their cultivation level?"
Hua Rong: "He is a senior in the Integration Stage surnamed Liu, but I heard that he does not easily appear in front of others. I have only heard about him."
Not the founder.
Song Yin didn't ask any more questions and flew to Dushui Town under Hua Rong's guidance.
The cultivators of the ancient Xuantian Realm dressed differently from those of her time and space, with their attire being more ancient and grand.
Song Yin spread her divine sense and explored Dushui Town. She thought to herself: Fortunately, I can recognize the current characters.
"Does Senior need a place to stay? If you don't mind, you can come to my house. I live alone here." Hua Rong asked cautiously.
Song Yin: "Where are your family members?"
Hua Rong: "He died when I was young, while he was out hunting monsters."
Song Yin: I deserve to die.
"Then I'll stay at your place for now." Song Yin took out several top-grade spirit stones from her spatial storage. "Consider this as accommodation for this period of time."
Hua Rong was shocked: "No, no, no! Senior, you'd better put away the top-grade spirit stones quickly! Others will try to steal them if they see them—" No, with your cultivation level, it seems no one can steal them from you.
Song Yin walked ahead and tossed the top-grade spirit stone into Hua Rong's arms, saying, "I never owe any karma when I'm out and about."
Hua Rong quickly followed and led the way, "But senior saved my life."
Song Yin: "One thing at a time. How to repay the life-saving debt has been decided, excluding accommodation."
Hua Rong gasped, suddenly realizing that the senior in front of her was tall and imposing, even more so than her neighbor, Uncle Aoki!
Is this what a reliable adult is like?
Song Yin followed Hua Rong into a relatively quiet alley, where Hua Rong's house was located near the end.
Across from Hua Rong's house, there was another family with their courtyard open. Inside lived a middle-aged man living alone. The wrinkles around his eyes added to the depth of his years, and his cultivation level was only at the Foundation Establishment stage.
Well, compared to the appearance of the founder, it's not exactly the same, but rather completely different.
"Hua family girl, you're back?" The middle-aged man drying herbs greeted her, then, noticing the stranger beside Hua Rong, asked, "And who is this?"
Hua Rong: "Hehe, Uncle Qingmu, I'm back. This is my savior. Let me tell you, this trip was very dangerous. Shameless Ma Xingchang actually threw me to a monster to take a fatal blow for him. I was only saved thanks to this senior."
Aoki: "Isn't Ma Xingchang your fiancé? How could he do something like this?"
Hua Rong instantly ignited: "Don't even mention it! What a load of rubbish! He was just something my parents said casually when they were alive. Now he's my enemy, and I'll beat him up every time I see him!"
Aoki: "Alright, I understand. Let's take your savior...senpai, inside first."
"Oh, right, right, right." Hua Rong hurriedly opened her front door and gestured to Song Yin, saying, "Please come in, senior."
After entering the house, Song Yin asked about the middle-aged man across from the Hua family.
Hua Rong poured tea for Song Yin, "You mean Uncle Qingmu? He moved to this alley later. My parents passed away the year after he moved here. Because Uncle Qingmu and my father got along well, he took the best care of me after my parents passed away."
Song Yin, holding her teacup, said, "If you don't mind, you can call me Sister Song. It feels a bit formal to keep calling me 'senior,' since I might be staying at your place for a while."
Let's start from Dushui Town and search for our ancestor.
"Sister Song?" Hua Rong asked cautiously.
Song Yin nodded, then threw a few more spirit stones into Hua Rong's arms, saying, "I won't let you call me that for nothing, consider it pocket money from your older sister."
Hua Rong: "..."
Hua Rong put away the spirit stones, "From now on, you are my own sister!"
At this moment, Hua Rong completely let down her guard against Song Yin. She finally saw through him; the Senior Song in front of her was just a fool with lots of money and high cultivation. Besides, Uncle Qingmu hadn't said anything when he saw Senior Song, which meant that Uncle Qingmu approved of him and that he wasn't a bad person.
Hua Rong had deliberately led Song Yin to chat with Qing Mu for a while longer, so that Qing Mu could see whether Song Yin was trustworthy. After all, having lived alone for so many years, Hua Rong knew Qing Mu could tell good people from bad people at a glance. Initially, Hua Rong was somewhat skeptical when Qing Mu said Ma Xingchang wasn't trustworthy, since their parents were old acquaintances. But after the incident where she blocked the attack, Hua Rong completely trusted Qing Mu's judgment of character.
Song Yin's repeated acceptance of spirit stones was intentional; she wanted to completely dispel the person's concerns and gain their trust. The best way was to create a persona—a naive, rich, and simple-minded character—and combine that with her face, she believed it would be easy to gain their trust.
Song Yin: "Hua Rong, do you know what the fastest way to find someone right now is?"
Hua Rong's smile gradually faded, and she blinked as she asked, "Who is Sister Song looking for?"
Song Yin clicked her tongue. "Before I went into seclusion, someone owed me a million top-grade spirit stones, saying they would pay me back after I came out of seclusion. Now that I've come out of seclusion, I went to the old place to find them, but the old place has been deserted for a thousand years."
"One...one million?!" Hua Rong was dumbfounded, stammering, "That...that person, could it be...could it be the senior surnamed Qin you asked about before?"
Song Yin nodded emphatically: "That's right, it's him."
In the courtyard opposite the Hua family's house, a middle-aged man who was drying herbs sneezed loudly.
"Achoo! Why do my shoulders feel so heavy for no reason?"
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Author's Note: Someone using the pseudonym Aoki, whose real name is Qin Muyan: has a bad feeling, like I've inexplicably taken on a debt, but I don't know where it came from...
Song Yin, all alone: Wouldn't one million top-grade spirit stones be a bit too little for my grandmaster? Saying he owes me ten million would better reflect his status. [dog head with rose in mouth]
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