Finally Able to Attend a Funeral

Old Chen leaned out the window, but still saw nothing. Instead, he was drenched in the face by raindrops falling from the branches of a large tree that stretched out in the autumn wind.

Qing Mu went into the courtyard and carefully observed with a high-powered telescope. In the end, he only saw two crows flapping their wings and flying away into the distance.

"Did you look closely? Is there really something there?!" Old Chen's eyes were a little strange, like a cat's eyes glowing green in the dark. He pulled Wang Xuan into the house, his face full of excitement and eagerness.

"There was indeed a faint golden light, floating up and down among the clouds." Wang Xuan held the binoculars, but found nothing different; it was still very hazy.

Qing Mu wanted to pilot the small spaceship into the sky, but Old Chen stopped him.

"Don't do anything rash, don't act recklessly, this might be... a secret path!" Old Chen lowered his voice, extremely excited, his blood surging, causing the wound on his forehead to almost burst open.

Even someone as powerful as him found it hard to contain himself; his emotions surged violently, and he longed to immediately ascend to the clouds to see for himself.

"A celestial medicine!" Old Chen guessed, as it was quite similar to what was recorded in the notes he had seen.

Qing Mu's heart trembled immediately. Another secret path had appeared?

The reason why the Old Arts have declined and deteriorated in this era is because several secret paths have disappeared, severing their extraordinary attributes!

Old Chen's eyes gleamed as he said, "We have plenty of time. Let's wait quietly and make sure we don't alert them and let the medicine escape!"

Wang Xuan was quite startled and quickly asked, "This thing can run? Is it a medicinal herb or a living creature that can move?"

Old Chen shook his head and said, "Observe carefully first, and use stillness to control movement. The Heavenly Medicine is too mysterious. Even the ancestral temples of various religions have limited records of it, and they describe it quite vaguely."

Qing Mu couldn't resist running out in the end, wanting to carefully investigate using high-tech methods, but to his disappointment, he couldn't find any clues.

Wang Xuan's eyes were sore from staring at it. The golden light swayed among the dark clouds, its shimmering light and golden glow rippled, but it remained suspended there without changing.

"It's not ripe yet, is it?" Old Chen's face turned green. He thought of that record, the more he longed for it, the more elusive it seemed. Suddenly, he realized that it might be in the sunset on the horizon amidst the vast sea of people and the bustling world.

"What would happen?" Wang Xuan was also nervous. He had unexpectedly discovered the Heavenly Medicine, and if he missed it, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"It will disappear on its own, and reappear when it matures in the future," Old Chen said in a deep voice, his mood not very high. He believed that what he saw today was very likely to be this situation.

"This is too bizarre!" Wang Xuan exclaimed, puzzled. How exactly could a celestial medicine be created?!

Old Chen sighed, "It's hard to explain, those secret paths are too mysterious!"

According to the vague mention of old events in that journal, if the celestial medicine matures, it will probably fall to the ground automatically.

All morning, Wang Xuan walked around the manor with his head tilted back, constantly looking up at the sky!

He was completely focused on the elixir, his eyes were sore and his neck was stiff, but he kept staring at the lightning and thunder in the clouds, occasionally stretching his body.

During this time, many people in the manor were secretly observing him. Some people sighed that success is not accidental; one must calm down and focus. It is indeed true that he is about to become a grandmaster at such a young age.

"See that? It's been all morning, and he hasn't been distracted once. He's comprehending his own path. After observing the clouds drift by and gaining some understanding, he'll practice a few movements. He's definitely on his way to becoming a Grandmaster!" someone exclaimed.

During this time, Qing Mu reminded Wang Xuan that many people from all sides were watching him.

After hearing this, Wang Xuan silently turned around and went to the kitchen when no one was looking, where he drank some tomato juice. When he looked up at the sky again, he spat out a mouthful of "bloody foam," which dripped onto his clothes.

He swallowed the last bit, finding it quite tasty.

"It seems he was seriously injured in last night's battle; he's still coughing up blood."

"It would be truly Heavenly Principle if someone like this didn't become a grandmaster. He works tirelessly, even when injured, he doesn't forget to ponder his own path!"

Some whispered, different people saw different things, but they all agreed that this was a young man with strong ambition and perseverance.

Most importantly, Wang Xuan did cooperate. After his neck ached from looking up at the sky, he would stretch his body and practice some profound and mysterious secret techniques.

When he was vomiting blood, Da Wu appeared, quite worried, fearing that he had serious problems with his internal organs, just like Old Chen had done!

When Chen Yongjie was young, he practiced the supreme Daoist arts with Supreme Art, which resulted in hidden damage to his internal organs. Many years later, he was detonated on the Pamir Plateau.

Wu Yin wanted to have someone give him a proper check-up, but Wang Xuan politely declined. He thanked Da Wu and resolutely kept the silk handkerchief that had been used to wipe the tomato juice from the corner of his mouth.

He didn't really suspect that Da Wu had ulterior motives towards him, but he was worried that the cunning Old Wu would take it for testing and analysis.

Da Wu didn't take back her silk scarf. She glared at him fiercely, but in the end, she didn't get angry. She walked away gracefully in her high heels.

"Breaking news from this station: After verification, the F-type spaceship that crashed outside Ancheng originated from New Star, and Mr. Olesha was among the dead..."

Just before noon, a bombshell news broke: the Great Grandmaster of the New Arts Domain, Olesha, was dead, and his spaceship had crashed!

Olesha is a legendary figure. He was extremely low-key in his early years, followed the Old Arts path, and then mysteriously disappeared. When he reappeared many years later, he was already Great Grandmaster in the New Arts Domain.

He even attempted to enter the Supernatural Domain two years ago, but unfortunately failed and suffered a severe blow, making it impossible for him to ever set foot in that realm again in his lifetime.

Of course, this was all false information that Olesha intentionally released to the outside world. The truth is, he succeeded two years ago!

"The leading figure in the New Arts Domain has died in a shipwreck?!" Many people were shocked, although some knew about it early in the morning, but most only found out recently.

Ordinary people in the Old Earth didn't care much, because they knew very little about Olesha, let alone the New Arts. If it weren't for the Battle of the Congling Mountains, which gradually revealed that realm, people would still be completely unaware of the situation.

"What a turbulent time! The Number One Person in the New Arts Domain has actually died?"

In this era, some influential figures among the chaebols and major powers maintain close ties with high-ranking figures in the New Arts Domain, as this can Extend Life for several more years.

Therefore, this matter had a huge impact within a certain scope and caused a great stir among the relevant groups of people.

At noon, after repeated confirmation by the relevant parties, it was confirmed that Olesha had indeed died, and an obituary was issued soon afterward.

Reactions varied from party to party, the controversy continued to escalate, and numerous reports followed up on the story.

Eventually, there was just so much news that even ordinary people gradually came to know that this Olesha seemed to be extremely powerful, possibly the strongest individual among humans.

Old Chen scoffed after seeing the news, saying, "I chopped him to death!"

Qing Mu remarked, "I never expected that after he 'died in a plane crash,' he would actually preserve his reputation."

Of course, this was just his wishful thinking. The various powerful forces were well-informed and already knew the truth.

Many people now believe that Qing Mu was responsible for this, avenging his master by sending Olesha to his death in his Old Earth with an energy cannon!

It can be said that Qing Mu's reputation for ruthlessness soared to the sky, and he was considered ruthless, decisive, and incredibly audacious!

Of course, many people also think that he is loyal, righteous, and courageous. He was willing to risk his life to avenge his master and even dared to bring down the emperor.

As soon as the obituary was released, pressure was immediately put on, demanding a thorough investigation into the truth. People believed that the leading figure in the New Arts Domain could not die under mysterious circumstances, which was clearly an attempt to make Qing Mu pay with his life!

A powerful woman in the Old Earth responded to the pressurers through clandestine channels, questioning them.

Why did Olesha appear on the outskirts of Ancheng? Chen Yongjie was on the verge of death, yet those people were still not satisfied and launched a surprise attack on him in the rainy night. Just how arrogant were they?

Chen Yongjie had a considerable reputation in Old Earth and was supposed to pass away peacefully, but some people were too arrogant and wanted to end his life prematurely. What did they take Old Earth for?

Of course, the above are all private responses from a powerful female figure through clandestine channels and cannot be made public.

Shortly afterward, Relevant Department responded, expressing deep regret over Olesha's death in the plane crash.

When Qing Mu learned a few bits and pieces through special channels, he kept wiping away cold sweat. He could easily imagine that as soon as the incident broke out, a series of clashes had already taken place in secret in a short period of time, and he was almost killed on the spot!

Old Chen comforted him, saying, "It's alright!"

After news of Olesha's death spread, the representatives from all sides who were about to leave the suburban estate and embark on their return journey were shocked to find that the past few days had not been in vain.

Now they need to travel from the outskirts to Ancheng so they can finally attend a memorial service.

Many people looked on with surprise. They hadn't been able to attend Chen Yongjie's funeral, but instead saw the obituary of the Number One Person in the New Arts Domain. This was really too strange.

Some people can't help but sigh that fate is unpredictable. Old Chen outlived his greatest enemy, stubbornly holding on until he was the last one to die!

"The wreath I bought for Old Chen doesn't need to be returned. Just have the shop owner rewrite the elegiac couplets and ship it to Ancheng!"

Some people think it's quite surreal, and the events of the past two days are rather bizarre.

Old Chen sighed, "Qing Mu, do you think you should send a wreath to Olesha for me? He's quite a formidable man; it's a way to show respect."

Qing Mu: "?!!!"

By midday, almost all the guests at the manor had left, having moved to Ancheng to pay their respects to Olesha. Many remarked that this time they certainly wouldn't have made a wasted trip!

Wang Xuan hadn't eaten lunch and was still looking up at the sky, intently staring at the celestial herb.

Zhong Cheng ran over breathlessly, waving from a distance and flashing him a bright smile.

Wang Xuan glanced at him, knowing that this kid, despite his clear eyes, was definitely not an innocent boy, and didn't want to pay him any attention.

"Brother Wang, I've come to ask you for guidance. I brought a secret manual with me. You must tell me why you've cultivated so quickly," Zhong Cheng said urgently, shaking the manual in his hand.

Wang Xuan looked up at the sky, still ignoring it. Was the Ancestor Wang someone who lacked secret manuals? Unless he was offered a peerless secret manual or Golden Bamboo Slip!

Then, he inadvertently noticed the secret book in Zhong Cheng's hand, which seemed quite large, comparable to a large photo album.

Furthermore, the book seems to lack the weight of history and the sense of time, with an overly modern feel, as if it was just rushed out recently.

At the same time, Wang Xuan saw Little Zhong appear and start running towards them with his long legs.

"Then I'll take a look and give you some pointers." Wang Xuan decisively took it and quickly opened it.

Zhong Cheng was astonished. Brother Wang's hand speed was incredible! He was just casually looking up at the sky a moment ago, how did he suddenly snatch it from his hand? He didn't even see his movements clearly!