Accustomed to the sun and moon overhead

Recently, Qin Ming has gained a relatively in-depth understanding of the Imperial Immortal Sect and the Helian Family.

But hearing about it is nothing compared to seeing it for yourself. What kind of special "category" is this? It covets Near Immortal Object, covets Li Qingyue, and now even wants to collect it?

At that moment, Qin Ming just wanted to utter a bunch of vulgar words.

"What are you talking about?" the young man in white asked.

"Hello, this is the greeting of the Sun Elf Race!" Qin Ming replied.

Not far away, a skilled member of the Sun Elf Race was watching him closely. He immediately wanted to come over and correct him, telling him not to throw mud at him.

The White-Clad Woman from the Helian Family appeared to be in her early twenties, similar in age to Pei Shuyan. Her strength was extremely profound. Although she was speaking normally, many people nearby could not hear her, except for Qin Ming and a few other experts.

She smiled faintly, dressed in white, with flowing black hair and bright red lips. Although she was dressed as a man, her appearance and temperament were indeed exceptionally outstanding.

"My name is Helian Yaoqing. If you wish to follow me into the Immortal Grave, you can come find me afterwards." She said she had to excuse herself and left.

This was different from what Qin Ming had imagined. He thought that once the real person appeared, they would cause him trouble.

He is now secretly protected by experts from the Sun Elf Race whenever he goes out, so he took the initiative to "test the waters" and wanted to see the other party's methods as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, all bark and no bite; nothing happened just like that?

The young Helian Mingxu did not leave, but looked him over with a strange gaze. He was soon asked to leave by several young nobles.

The palace contains some thick pillars, carved with dragons and phoenixes, from which beams of light in the shapes of dragons and phoenixes flow.

Pei Shuyan leaned against a giant pillar, watching Qin Ming approach, and asked, "What did you think of meeting the Helian Family?"

"What's the situation with that Helian Yaoqing?" Qin Ming asked.

Pei Shuyan said, "I haven't had much contact with her, but I know she doesn't like her cousin Helian Zhaoyu; the two are naturally at odds."

"Wait a minute, did I forget something?" Qin Ming asked.

A moment later, his expression turned slightly cold. The one who truly had designs on the Eight Trigrams Furnace, which contained Li Qingyue and was considered Near Immortal Object, was Helian Zhaoyu.

As for Helian Yaoqing was not the main character.

Young Helian Mingxu was very close to Helian Zhaoyu, being the latter's nephew.

Qin Ming had just misunderstood Helian Yaoqing, but he was also secretly relieved, after all, she was a woman. However, now that he realized the real person was someone else, he frowned deeply, and everything was still following the original trajectory.

"What kind of person is Helian Zhaoyu?" Qin Ming wanted to know.

"His heart's desires will eventually come true." Pei Shuyan's assessment was succinct.

"He seems extremely domineering, willing to do anything to achieve his goals?" After a moment's thought, Qin Ming felt that Helian Zhaoyu was quite dangerous.

"This was said by someone from the Imperial Immortal Sect. I rarely see him," Pei Shuyan shook his head.

"How strong are you?" Qin Ming asked.

Pei Shuyan said, "He has never fought with anyone in the Beyond the Mundane."

Qin Ming asked in surprise, "Bean sprouts from a greenhouse?"

"There's a rumor that from a very young age, he was taken to travel the Night Mist World, honing his skills under different identities. For a time, he exuded a murderous aura so intense that even birds and beasts dared not approach him. Later, he practiced a scripture that washed away the bloodlust, allowing him to return to his gentle and refined self."

"He didn't come tonight?" Qin Ming asked.

Pei Shuyan said, "He's in the Great Yu Dynasty Imperial Palace, using the abundant Dragon Qi there to forge a deadly treasure in preparation for the Great Wilderness Expansion."

Qin Ming sighed. Niu Ben's background was truly impressive; he was actually able to enter such a place to refine treasures.

He gazed at the night sky, already considering the worst-case scenario.

He couldn't possibly hope that the Helian Family would run into trouble at the Immortal Grave.

Given Helian Zhaoyu's personality—he won't give up until he achieves his goal—and with the Imperial Immortal Sect behind him, it will be difficult to protect Qing Yue and the Eight Trigrams Furnace in his possession.

Qin Ming was confident in his rise to power during the Great Wilderness Expansion and was unafraid of the younger generation of the Helian Family, but what if he ultimately provoked the old monsters of the Imperial Immortal Sect?

He couldn't bear to watch Li Qingyue face those challenges alone; he had already realized that the road ahead was extremely difficult, and that contacting the Imperial Immortal Sect would be incredibly dangerous.

"Let Helian Yaoqing suppress her brother? That's completely unreliable."

Qin Ming's thoughts drifted back to Double Tree Village. Could Old Man Liu — Liu Mo —fully recover his strength? He then shook his head, knowing he couldn't count on him.

He then thought of the Ancestor of the Silk Book Method who had been fished out of the Black Dragon Pool, the one who had not only subdued several problematic "Mad God" but had also killed a normal deity who rode Golden Roarer out of the Jade Capital.

"Should we try to dig out the Ancestor and see if he's still alive?" Qin Ming sighed. This was too outrageous. Even if the Ancestor hadn't completely died, he'd probably slap him the first thing he did after opening his eyes.

He felt a tightness in his chest, but also an unprecedented fighting spirit.

Qin Ming yearned to become stronger, which fueled his motivation to rise rapidly.

At this time, many people were talking about the Immortal Grave area. According to the Sun Elf Race, some wastelands could be dug up with a single shovel, revealing the relics of ancient cultivators. Occasionally, a deep dig would lead to a large tomb with abundant burial goods, from which many good things were unearthed.

In that area, one can clearly see the thousand-year-old Strange Medicine growing on the grave mounds, radiating spiritual light, but unfortunately, they cannot be approached because they are shrouded by a magic array.

The Sun Elf Race have been guarding that place for a long time, but they haven't managed to dig through the key territory yet.

"Most importantly, those areas we just mentioned, those Immortal Grave, are all auxiliary burial sites, guarding the main mausoleum..."

For a time, many people were captivated, their minds filled with countless daydreams.

Even excavating part of the burial tomb could allow the nature-loving Sun Elf Race to embark on the Immortal Path and produce Ancestor of the Sixth Realm. Now people have reason to believe that the main tomb contains secrets related to the Seventh Realm.

No wonder the Ancestor of the Immortal Path unanimously advocated for expeditions, showing even more passion than the young people.

Qin Ming's restless heart calmed down; he still had time.

"Brother Qin." The young Helian Mingxu walked over and greeted him.

"I'm sorry about what happened on the Above the Moon last time." He spoke gently, and now he was surprisingly reasonable, taking the initiative to apologize and inviting Qin Ming to Quiet Room for a talk.

The side hall, a high-class rest area, was filled with flowing Silver Fire Spring, their light bright yet soft, and emanating Spiritual Matter that could aid in cultivation.

Qin Ming sighed inwardly, realizing that the Great Yu Royal Family possessed extraordinary resources; this was clearly a rare spring.

Helian Mingxu said, "Brother Qin, I admire you very much. In the ups and downs of life, after being abandoned by the Cui Household, you not only survived tenaciously, but also managed to rise again on your own after losing your memory."

Qin Ming was surprised; this little brat had changed his ways.

"It's alright. There are plenty of people whose lives have been more complicated and whose fates have been more unfortunate than mine. Just look at the famous figures in history, and you'll see that what I've experienced is nothing."

Qin Ming said, and began to admire the reliefs on the walls of the side hall, which depicted the great achievements of the Great Yu Dynasty.

This founding monarch had killed a demon ancestor of the Sixth Realm, subdued a powerful race deep within the Night Mist World, and even made gods bow their heads.

Qin Ming was engrossed in the exhibits. One of the reliefs depicted a deity entering the Imperial Palace. Could it be the River God goddess of the Shuyu River? Or perhaps she was one of the emperor's concubines?

"When a person is powerful enough, they can make even a god bow down!" he sighed.

Helian Mingxu said meaningfully, "But he died a violent death in the end; too much rigidity leads to breakage."

Then, with a broad smile, he said, "Have some tea. It's a specialty of the Second Forbidden Land in Kunling."

On his first day in Kunling, Qin Ming witnessed this tea being auctioned off at an astronomical price, as it could only be harvested once every three years at the edge of the desolate land.

He put down his teacup and said, "It's not as good as the Enlightenment Tea from the trial path in that Secret Realm on the Third Plateau."

Helian Mingxu said, "It's late, Brother Qin. Have some snacks. By the way, this medicinal porridge is also quite good; it's a new product from the Great Void Pill Palace."

"What are its effects?" Qin Ming asked cooperatively.

Helian Mingxu said, "It can nourish yang energy and Inner Fortification organs. One bowl a day, practiced for a year, will eventually be equivalent to thirteen months of practice by others. It may seem like only one month more per year, but little by little, it adds up. If all aspects are accumulated in this way, the total will be quite considerable."

Qin Ming nodded and said, "Indeed extraordinary, very particular. How much is a bowl?"

Helian Mingxu informed him, "One bowl of Day Gold."

Qin Ming sighed, "A family of three could live comfortably for six years in the Great Yu Capital."

Helian Mingxu smiled faintly, "Ming Ge has lived in the Cui Household for over ten years, enjoying a life of luxury, with exotic beasts pulling a four-colored carriage whenever he goes out. Why would he care about these things?"

"When I was a child, I barely had enough to eat," Qin Ming said frankly, without any need to shy away from the past. He continued, "After growing up, life felt like a dream, and I even experienced hunger and hovered between life and death. Hearing you say this, I feel this bowl of porridge is very heavy."

Helian Mingxu smiled and said, "Brother Qin, you should speak according to your position. Look, we are already extraordinary people just to be sitting here. Why should we care? Porridge is still porridge. My pet Little Gold, needs to be fed Spirit Beast meat every day, which costs far more than this."

Qin Ming watched him pretend quietly.

"Brother Qin, how do you feel about this Quiet Room? Isn't it particularly easy to enter a meditative state? There's Mind Calming Incense here. Long ago, there was Undying Tree in Kunling, but unfortunately, it sank into the Abyss when the divine land collapsed. This is the fifth-generation immortal tree, cultivated by grafting its branches. Incense is made primarily from its fallen leaves. Burning one stick every day will increase the speed of your Consciousness Spirit Light accumulation by 20% over a year."

Qin Ming recalled the Fragrant Mist Tea that the White-Clad Woman had offered him in the Fourth Forbidden Land Divine Temple, one of its main ingredients being the resin of the real Undying Tree.

However, he was too lazy to say anything and simply watched the boy quietly.

Helian Mingxu said, "Sister Qing Yue is a very kind person. She is a fairy who does not belong to the Mortal World. I am only a few years younger than her, otherwise I would definitely compete with my uncle Helian Zhaoyu. Sister Qing Yue is a rough gem. The more she is polished, the brighter she will become. I think she will far surpass those who entered the Beyond the Mundane at the age of three or four. Those precocious individuals may not have lasting potential. Don't be fooled by their higher current level. In the end, I believe Sister Qing Yue can go much further. Becoming an ancestor beyond the immortal realm is no problem."

At this moment, an old man walked in. He had wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but his hair was jet black. The sound of his blood flowing in his body, if you listened carefully, was like the Yangtze River surging, deafening.

Qin Ming's heart skipped a beat. Could this be a Grandmaster?

The boy acted arrogantly in front of him, which he dismissed with disdain. Now, such an important figure had actually appeared? This didn't make sense.

"I was just passing by; I didn't come specifically for you," the old man said.

At the same time, another figure appeared in the Quiet Room. Grandmaster Qiong Hui of the Sun Elf Race sat down next to Qin Ming.

The old man looked at the Grandmaster from another race and said, "I Helian Yunji, and I have come specifically to pay my respects to you, fellow Daoist."

Qin Ming was shocked. This really was the Grandmaster of the Imperial Immortal Sect, Helian Zhaoyu's biological grandfather.

Qiong Hui nodded, seemingly knowing his purpose, and said, "Let's not talk about the Immortal Pact."

Helian Yunji smiled slightly at him, then looked at Qin Ming and said, "Let me say a few words to you here. Even the best talent needs support. In this Night Mist World, it is said that all flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend, but without resources and support, one will inevitably take many detours and even fall far behind those with less talent."

Qin Ming remained expressionless as he looked at the Grandmaster.

He wondered if, without Qiong Hui present, Helian Yunji would have easily killed him with a single slap?

Helian Mingxu spoke again, saying, "Brother Qin, you can't give these things to Sister Qing Yue. While you're searching everywhere for resources and seeking out Spiritual Matter, she's sitting cross-legged on the enlightenment platform, listening to the Ancestor's teachings and receiving personal instruction. Which one is progressing faster?"

"There's no point in you telling me this," Qin Ming replied calmly.

Grandmaster Helian Yunji, "This world is fair. If you choose correctly, the whole world will be kind to you; if you choose incorrectly, you will be at odds with the whole world. Hmm, I have a copy of the Eight Sceneries Divine Illumination Scripture here. Would you like it, young friend?"

Then he took out a book.

"It's completely empty. Where is the Eight Sceneries Divine Illumination Scripture?" Qin Ming asked.

With Helian Yunji reduced the blank book to dust.

He spoke calmly, "Having seen the sun and moon suspended in the sky, how can you be content to crawl like an ant in the mud, humbly begging for survival? Any book you pick is a celestial scripture, a foundation for your clan, and a single medicine can break through your cultivation realm; a single meal is equivalent to ten days' worth of training for an ordinary genius. Young friend, some things change, and you cannot control them."

He then stood up and invited Qiong Hui to Secret Chamber for a talk.

"Woo..." The War Horn dispersed the night mist, and the entire world seemed to be expanding with celestial waves, becoming brighter.

More than half a month has passed since the Imperial Garden Banquet, Immortal Path Army has been gathering recently, preparing for an expedition.

A strange bird with Phoenix- like wings and a golden body flew across the night sky and landed at the residence of the Sun Elf in Chongxiao City.

"Qin Ming, the legendary Sacred Fiend you requested has arrived. Please keep your promise." Grandmaster Qiong Hui personally transmitted this message.