Back in the Quiet Room of the True Martial Peak Small Courtyard, Chen Qing sat cross-legged.
What Luo Zhixian had said today—especially the secret history of the lost Great Void True Scripture and the thirteen rounds of True Essence Tempering—had stirred no small waves in his heart.
"The Great Void True Scripture... has been lost?"
Chen Qing murmured inwardly, his brows drawing together slightly. "To complete thirteen rounds of True Essence Tempering, this cultivation method must be profoundly mysterious. The purple light in my mind reacted abnormally to both the Tianbao Tower and the Cave Heaven core. Could it be... that it truly has something to do with the lost Great Void True Scripture?"
He had personally experienced the mystery of the purple light.
If it truly was some sort of inheritance trigger for the Great Void True Scripture, then it explained why it resonated with those two core locations of the sect.
After all, it was only natural that the inheritance of the founding patriarch would be connected to the sect-defending tower and the cultivation Cave Heaven.
"Other than the purple light, could there be something else connected to this lost inheritance?"
Chen Qing sank into deeper thought.
There was also the Tianbao Tower itself.
The tower's inner structure was profoundly strange. It seemed to be far more than merely a trial ground.
When he had challenged the tower, the purple light's activity had been tied to the floor he was on. The higher he climbed, the stronger its response became.
Could the tower's summit—or perhaps deep beneath its foundations—also conceal secrets related to the Great Void True Scripture?
The clues were a tangled mess, like flowers glimpsed through a mist.
Chen Qing shook his head and temporarily suppressed those chaotic thoughts.
There was too little information at present.