Gu Sheng revealed a bitter smile.
"Even if you’re cultivating the Sun Cultivation Path, I can’t give it to you. That thing will dissipate at most three months after leaving Golden Crow Mountain. Recreate a Golden Crow Mountain? Unless you have the resources and Array Masters like Qinghe Holy Land."
While the two were speaking, a sudden intense tremor came from afar, causing the entire cave to shake, rocks incessantly falling from the ceiling.
"Not good! They’ve discovered us!"
Gu Sheng’s expression changed dramatically.
"Let’s go quickly!"
Meanwhile, several hundred miles away by a swift river, three Taoists were standing on the bank talking.
The elder in the lead held a Green Bamboo Fishing Pole, the fishing line extending deep into the rushing river water, motionless.
"Brother Yong’an, do you really not know about those two disciples?"
Luomu Taoist asked with a frown, eyes full of puzzlement.
Daoist Yong’an did not turn his head, his voice flat.
"I never gave them any Magical Treasures, nor do I know how they could enter the depths of Golden Crow Mountain to cultivate. Did you make a mistake?"
Hong Yun couldn’t help but interject.
"Uncle, those two claimed to be your disciples, holding your Token to enter the core area of Golden Crow Mountain. This matter has already spread throughout the whole Holy Land."
Daoist Yong’an then turned around, revealing a wrinkled yet vibrant face.
"Oh? When did I take these two disciples?"
Luomu Taoist and Hong Yun exchanged a glance, the former spoke.
"According to Hong Yun, these two have never been seen in the Holy Land and are quite unfamiliar."
"New disciples, it’s normal for you to not recognize them."
Daoist Yong’an said casually, refocusing on the fishing pole.
Hong Yun’s eyes bore a peculiar look.
"Uncle, new disciples are usually under thirty years old. But that Gu Sheng looks just twenty, yet his cultivation has already reached the Heavenly Palace Realm, which is extremely rare among new disciples."
Daoist Yong’an’s hand with the fishing pole paused slightly.
"Heavenly Palace Realm? You must be mistaken. I personally inspected their cultivation, and it’s merely the Earth Palace Stage."
"Disciple saw with his own eyes, there’s no mistake."
Hong Yun spoke emphatically.
"When Gu Sheng made a move, his presence was overwhelming, Spiritual Power solid like mercury, definitely of Heavenly Palace Realm cultivation. That Ling Xiao is not simple either; although I haven’t seen him make a move, being able to enter the depths of Golden Crow Mountain to cultivate, he can’t be ordinary."
Daoist Yong’an finally put down the fishing pole, turned to face the two, and furrowed his brows.
"This is indeed strange. If it is as you say, how did they evade my investigation?"
Luomu Taoist pondered.
"Unless... they possess an Exotic Treasure that conceals their cultivation, or..."
"Or their cultivation far exceeds brother’s imagination."
Hong Yun interjected with a glow of excitement in his eyes.
"Uncle, disciple believes this matter is no small matter. Those two could sneak into the core of Golden Crow Mountain unnoticed and disguise their cultivation to evade your discerning eye, they must harbor astonishing secrets!"
Daoist Yong’an was silent for a moment, suddenly asked.
"Are they still at Golden Crow Mountain?"
Hong Yun nodded.
"Should be still there. Before leaving, I specially instructed the guards to keep an eye on their movements."
"Let’s go, take a look at Golden Crow Mountain."
Daoist Yong’an gathered up the fishing pole, eyes gleaming with light.
"If it is truly as you say, these two may not have good intentions."
Hong Yun couldn’t hide his excitement.
"Uncle is wise! I have a hunch that we might be fishing a big catch this time!"
Luomu Taoist, however, showed a worried look.
"Brother, should we inform the Sect Leader and other elders first? Just in case..."
"No need."
Daoist Yong’an waved his hand.
"Understand the situation first before making decisions. If it’s truly a misunderstanding, causing a commotion would be counterproductive."
The three transformed into three streams of light, rushing toward Golden Crow Mountain.
At the top of Golden Crow Mountain, the rolling heat waves of magma suddenly lessened a bit.
Mi Yingzong was sitting cross-legged on a reddish rock, his brows tightly furrowed.
The Nine Yang Body Tempering Technique he was cultivating had reached a critical juncture, his pores all over greedily absorbing the unique Ultimate Yang Qi of Golden Crow Mountain.
Yet today, for some unknown reason, the usually surging Yang Qi had become thin.
"Strange..."
Mi Yingzong ended his cultivation and stood up.
He reached out to touch the rock wall that was originally hot enough to burn ordinary cultivators, now its temperature had dropped by more than thirty percent.
In the distance, several fellow disciples also ceased their cultivation and stared at each other in confusion.
"Senior brother Mi, did you notice an anomaly with the Yang Qi?"


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