Xu Changqing was startled when he heard this, and dust-sealed memories stirred in his mind.
A moment later, a flash of realization passed through his eyes.
He did remember now. He had only recently become a full member back then, and it had been summer.
Out of boredom, he had gone fishing with Hu Bugui and met Zhao Ziyue.
During that time, Hu Bugui had indeed mentioned a similar story.
No wonder it had sounded familiar. He had heard it somewhere before—now he remembered everything.
Xu Changqing recalled, "You said the river water turned muddy, several black coffins drifted down from upstream, and red bloody water seeped out of them. When that blood water touched the fish and shrimp in the river, it poisoned them to death in the blink of an eye."
Hu Bugui slapped his thigh. "Yes, that's it!"
Xu Changqing nodded. "It all came back to me at once."
Hu Bugui continued, "Old Xu, think about it. Back then, just a few coffins caused such a huge commotion.
Now Black Lake in the Water-Control Pavilion is full of coffins, packed as densely as duckweed.
If bloody water leaks out of them too, the consequences will be unthinkable!"
Zhao Ziyue said gravely, "The Water-Control Pavilion oversees the sect's waters, and Black Lake is its core. If something goes wrong, the entire Immortal Sect's water supply will be affected."
Xu Changqing rose to his feet. "There's no time to lose. Let's go to the Water-Control Pavilion and take a look."
Hu Bugui and Zhao Ziyue stood as well. "Let's go, let's go."
The three of them wasted no more time, transforming into three streaks of light as they flew toward the Water-Control Pavilion.
Before long, the outline of Black Lake appeared in their sight.
From afar, they could see