Meanwhile, after returning to the wooden building and sitting in the main hall for a long while, Sun Granny suddenly rose and entered the rear chamber.
An Octagonal Bronze Mirror hung on the wall of the rear chamber. With a casual wave of Sun Granny's hand, the mirror began to turn with a creak. A six-foot-square stone slab in the wall slowly sank, revealing a pitch-black opening.
A faint firelight glimmered within the opening, and a winding flight of stone steps could be seen stretching downward.
Sun Granny followed the steps down into a dim underground stone hall.
A broad rectangular stone table stood inside the hall, surrounded by several grayish-white stone chairs with backrests. Seven or eight figures were already seated there. Most gave off powerful auras, and almost all were Great Vehicle Stage cultivators.
"Sun Granny, what was the matter with those people?" An aged figure in a gray cloak, seated toward the far end, leaned forward slightly and asked.
Elder Park had prominent cheekbones, deeply sunken eyes, and an aged face covered in earthworm-like wrinkles. He looked as though he already had one foot in the grave, yet he was one of the village's few True Immortals.
"They were merely outsiders who wandered into the village by mistake. There's no need to concern ourselves with them. Let's discuss the business at hand first," Sun Granny said slowly as she took the seat at the head of the table.
At this, no one pursued the matter, but silence fell over them all.
Seeing that no one spoke, Sun Granny continued on her own. "You all know the village's situation. Ever since the Myriad Poisons Primordial Pearl was lost, no new True Immortal cultivator has emerged in our village for a very long time."
Her words made the atmosphere