Xu Chunniang could not help but laugh as she looked at Scorpion Granny.
"You watched Yan Yu sink when she jumped into the lake just now. Aren't you afraid that if you jump in later, you'll end up the same way?"
"I'm not afraid at all."
Thinking back on the countless brushes with death she had survived over the years, Scorpion Granny had an almost blind confidence in Xu Chunniang. She believed that wherever her lady was, there would be no fatal danger.
"Fine. Since you're ready, let's begin."
Xu Chunniang took Scorpion Granny by the hand and walked toward the lake.
The lake water swallowed their bodies, and an inexplicable pulling force rose from the bottom, dragging them down toward its depths.
Scorpion Granny had yet to recover her cultivation and could not hold her breath underwater for long. Very soon, she felt a suffocating despair close around her.
But at that moment, a long breath was passed into Scorpion Granny's mouth and nose, easing the crushing pressure in her chest.
By the time Scorpion Granny came back to herself, that suction had already dragged her deep into the lakebed.
At the bottom of the lake lay an enormous pit. All the lake water converged there, then flowed from that spot back into every part of the lake, cycling over and over without end, carrying a peculiar rhythm of its own.
Scorpion Granny stared unblinkingly at the flowing waves, astonishment flashing through her eyes.
"My lady, was this pit naturally formed? These currents look so miraculous."
Xu Chunniang smiled and moved a little closer to the pit, her gaze calm and composed.
"The sun rises and the moon sets, the river of stars turns, and all things cycle endlessly—rising and falling. All of it is Dao law."
Scorpion Granny