Ao Ligun and Yue Wen left the Raging Thunder Domain, but instead of returning to the Dragon Hall, they found a relatively tranquil stretch of water on the seabed to talk.
"I can tell you exactly what happened in Snake Mountain back then, without a single lie," Ao Ligun said. "How much can you pay?"
"Will five hundred thousand in talisman currency be enough?" Yue Wen said. "My prize money was substantial, but my daily cultivation costs money too, and I might have to forge my Dharma Body soon. If I don't have any talisman currency left when the Dragon Hall asks where all my money went, I won't have an easy time explaining it."
In truth, he had considerable savings now, and once the crops in Immortal Dew Valley matured, his earnings might grow even further.
But who did business by shouting, "I'm a sucker, come fleece me"?
Naturally, he had to plead poverty first.
Ao Ligun thought it over, then nodded. "Fine."
Five hundred thousand in talisman currency for a piece of information was an astronomical price, so he made no further exorbitant demands.
He immediately began his account. "It was about thirty years ago. At the time, I was the most promising Dragonkin elder in the Dragon Hall. The Hall Lord valued me highly and entrusted me with a difficult mission."
"He said that within the Ten Thousand Mountains, one of the four great Immortal Treasures Forbidden Grounds, there was a Snake Mountain, and within that mountain lay the tomb of the Tiger Heavenly Emperor from ancient times. He had received reliable information that a legacy was hidden in that tomb-the supreme secret art left behind by the Tiger Heavenly Emperor. He wanted me to lead a team to retrieve it."
"Since several thousand years had passed,