After Li Qiuyu left, Gu Qingshan and Zhao Qiong waited where they were.
Gu Qingshan pondered for a moment, then asked, "Sister Zhao, just now she said she was going to deal with a recorded apocalypse. What does that mean?"
Zhao Qiong glanced around. Seeing only ordinary people nearby, she lowered her voice. "A 'recorded' apocalypse is the lowest-grade kind, one we've thoroughly investigated. We have a set procedure for eradicating it. There aren't many of those, though. In fact, with most apocalypses, all we can do is fight them and hold them at bay—we can't destroy them."
"—And one more thing: once you join the sect, don't go asking people these questions."
"Why?" Gu Qingshan asked, puzzled.
"Because in a true major sect, both confirmed 'secrets' and unverified 'strange tales' are unusual and valuable. Their worth can't be measured in money. You need a certain level of status before you're allowed to trade for secrets or strange tales of the corresponding rank," Zhao Qiong explained.
Gu Qingshan immediately said gratefully, "Thank you, Sister Zhao, for telling me a secret for nothing."
Zhao Qiong smiled and raised the ice cream in her hand. "Let's call it even for this ice cream."
Gu Qingshan smiled too, but he knew in his heart that one ice cream wasn't nearly enough to pay for this secret.
Zhao Qiong was a good person, both in her own research and in the way she treated others.
So it turned out that in the Ten Thousand Beasts Deep Cave, "secrets" and "strange tales" were what people valued most.
He had no idea how much this world knew about apocalypses, the Six Paths, and the myriad realms.
On the battlefield earlier, the evil ghosts had ignored the people from the Ten Thousand Beasts Deep Cave. That meant