Yue Ziqing nodded lightly. "Yes. The Patriarch set three trials in the sect's secret grounds, each more difficult than the last. Only by passing them can one see the various futures he deduced, using them to encourage the disciples to strive forward. But through generation after generation, no one has succeeded to this day. Most stopped at the first trial, and only a handful broke through the second. Even among the current Legendary Great Powers, not everyone has passed the second."
"What are these trials? May I give them a try?" Meng Qi asked politely.
Yue Ziqing's pale-red dress shifted, and she was already on her feet.
"Certainly. Come with me into Zhixu Mountain."
An Ancient Green Lamp appeared in her hand. Its flame was no bigger than a bean, illuminating the cabin, spilling warmth, and bringing peace.
Within the firelight, a deeply hidden connection seemed to emerge, reflecting a profound and mysterious gate inscribed with the four seal-script characters "True and Unfalse."
"The mountain gate's other name is the Gate of Truth." Yue Ziqing seemed like an immortal statue that had come to life, radiating a nonhuman aura as she flew toward the gate.
The gate appeared close enough to reach, yet within the firelight, she grew smaller and smaller as she flew, as though piercing through the barrier of the Real Realm and crossing a distance that could not be described with numbers.
Meng Qi stood rooted to the spot in a daze, failing to follow for a moment.
She had agreed just like that?
She had agreed without mentioning any conditions?
He had already prepared himself to negotiate an exchange, yet she had asked for nothing and simply agreed!
This was no trivial matter!
Could there be a trap?
Yue Ziqing's reaction was entirely beyond Meng Qi's