Qin Yu leaned quietly against the window, the night breeze gently blowing. The lights of thousands of homes in the distance reflected in the depths of his pupils. The entire Stele Forest Imperial City was still bustling with activity. However, at this moment, a series of deafening drumbeats suddenly came from the end of the street. Thump, thump, thump. The drumbeats were heavy and far-reaching, like ancient gods beating war drums.
Instantly attracting the attention of countless cultivators, Qin Yu also slowly looked down and saw a huge dragon dance team slowly approaching at the end of the long street. In an instant, the entire street was completely in an uproar, and countless cultivators took the initiative to step aside to make way for the wide avenue. In the middle of the avenue, nine golden dragons, each hundreds of feet long, soared into the air.
The dragon's body was entirely crafted from Origin Divine Crystal, with each scale flowing with dazzling golden light. Its whiskers fluttered and its horns were majestic. As the dragon dancer wielded his dragon pole, the nine golden dragons surged and tumbled simultaneously, sometimes soaring straight into the heavens, sometimes swooping down to the earth, and sometimes coiling and intertwining. From afar, they looked as if nine real ancient divine dragons had descended to earth.
As the dragon's body tumbled, countless golden light spots scattered from between its scales, like a shower of stars illuminating the entire street. Immediately afterwards, cultivators dressed in crimson-gold robes rose into the air, holding primordial torches. With each wave, the flames transformed into phantom images of numerous divine beasts, such as phoenixes, qilin, black tortoises, and White Tiger.
Nine golden dragons coiled continuously, their roars echoing through the heavens and earth, and the entire Stele Forest Imperial City was immersed in this grand celebration. Countless children cheered and jumped for joy on both sides of the street, and cultivators stopped to watch, their faces full of smiles. Even Qin Yu was drawn to the scene. His gaze fell quietly on the golden dragons soaring through the nine heavens, and for a moment he was lost in thought.
... Just then, a figure in the crowd below suddenly stopped. It was a middle-aged man in a gray brocade robe who had been watching the dragon dance with a smile on his face. But when he inadvertently looked up, he froze instantly, his eyes widening in shock. "This..." He subconsciously rubbed his eyes. Looking again, he saw...
His expression completely changed. "It really is him?!" This person was none other than Qian Weiyi, the second manager of the Heavenly Secrets Dao Pavilion. At this moment, he was filled with shock. His eyes were fixed on the black-robed figure by the window on the third Heavenly Pavilion Divine Banquet Tower, as if he had seen a ghost. When Qin Yu went to the Heart-Questioning Ancient Forest, the entire Heavenly Secrets Dao Pavilion thought he was in grave danger.
After all, that was a forbidden area that even experts at the Eternal Silence Realm were unwilling to easily set foot in. Yet now, this man had returned unscathed, and judging from his aura, he seemed even more unfathomable than when he left. Qian Weiyi swallowed hard, no longer caring about watching the dragon dance, and turned to run away into the distance.
She quickly disappeared into the crowd, and Qin Yu upstairs naturally noticed this scene. He glanced over and recognized Qian Weiyi, but didn't think much of it. Back then, she had only bought a map of the Heart-Questioning Ancient Forest from the Heavenly Secrets Dao Pavilion, and the two hadn't had much interaction. So he turned his attention back to the magnificent dragon dance in the distance.
Meanwhile, in another area of Stele Forest Imperial City, in the main hall of the Heavenly Secrets Dao Pavilion, the hall was brightly lit, with countless destiny plates floating in mid-air and rays of causal light crisscrossing. Qian Weiyi practically sprinted into the hall, her breathing even somewhat disordered, shouting, "Master Manager!" "Master Manager!!"
The sound echoed, and the next moment, from the depths of the hall, an elegant figure slowly emerged. The woman wore a moon-white long dress, her black hair cascading down her back, and every gesture exuded composure and nobility. It was none other than Qian Wenwan, the head manager of the Heavenly Secrets Dao Pavilion. She frowned slightly and looked at Qian Weiyi, who was looking agitated. "What's the matter that you're in such a panic?" Qian Weiyi quickly clasped her hands in greeting.
Her breathing quickened. "He's back!" Qian Wenwan was slightly taken aback. "Who?" Qian Weiyi's face was full of shock. "It's that person!" Boom—the air seemed to freeze for a moment. For the first time, a flicker appeared in Qian Wenwan's calm eyes. "What?" "Are you sure?"
Qian Weiyi nodded repeatedly. "I'm sure!" "I absolutely can't be wrong!" "I was just going to watch the dragon dance troupe on the street, but when I looked up, I saw him standing by the window on the third floor of the Heavenly Pavilion Divine Banquet Tower." "That's him!" "There's no mistake!"
Qian Wenwan fell silent, a slow, shimmering light flickering in her beautiful eyes. After a moment, she spoke softly, her voice calm yet carrying an undisguised interest. "Did they really return safely from the Heart-Questioning Ancient Forest?... "Interesting. Then, she waved her hand gently. "I understand." "You may leave now." Qian Weiyi bowed respectfully. "Yes."
After he left, the entire hall returned to silence. Qian Wenwan slowly raised her head, gazing in the direction of the Heavenly Pavilion Divine Banquet Tower, a faint smile appearing on her lips. "It seems," she thought, "That it's necessary to Seeing Seeing him in person."
Soon after, the dragon dance troupe outside the window gradually disappeared into the distance, the nine golden dragons vanishing at the end of the long street, and the golden light in the sky also dissipated. However, the liveliness on the street did not diminish at all, with the aroma of wine, the sound of zithers, laughter, and discussions intertwining under the night sky.
The magnificent scene unique to the Stele Forest Imperial City was formed. Qin Yu still stood quietly by the window, his gaze calmly fixed on the distance. Just then, a slight ripple appeared deep in the depths of his pupils. Under the perception of his Eternal Silence Realm Fate Soul, he could clearly see all the auras of the entire Heavenly Pavilion Divine Banquet Tower. Someone was coming towards this place, and it was coming for him.
Qin Yu's lips curled slightly. He didn't speak, but simply snapped his fingers lightly. Immediately, a waiter's respectful voice came from outside the door, "What are your orders, esteemed guest?" "Bring two pots of First Pistil Immortal Bud." A moment of silence fell outside, then the waiter's voice clearly betrayed his shock. "Yes... yes!"
First Pistil Immortal Bud, one of the finest immortal teas in the entire Stele Forest Imperial City, costs a million Supreme Transformation Source Crystal per pot. Even ordinary sects might not be willing to drink it even once in hundreds of thousands of years. In no time, the waiter had already personally brought over the jade tray, his expression extremely respectful. Two teapots made of Ice Soul Divine Jade were quietly placed on the table.
Before the tea lid was even opened, wisps of cyan-gold Daoist aura wafted out, filling the entire private room with a refreshing fragrance that seemed to cleanse even Fate Soul. Qin Yu casually took out two million Supreme Transformation Source Crystal, which made the waiter stare wide-eyed and even his breathing became rapid, but he still bowed respectfully and withdrew.
After the door closed, Qin Yu turned to look at the bed. Xiao Yue was sleeping soundly, wrapped in a blanket, with a little oil on the corner of her mouth, and she occasionally smacked her lips. He wondered what she was eating in her dreams. Qin Yu shook his head helplessly, then raised his hand and gently pointed. A soft light fell, and Xiao Yue's petite figure slowly transformed into a blue stream of light.
Returning to his sea of consciousness, the room fell silent once more. Qin Yu slowly sat down and personally opened two pots of immortal tea. The azure-gold tea vapor rose and condensed in mid-air into phantom images of divine trees, their Daoist aura flowing and their phenomena astonishing. He waited quietly.
Sure enough, less than half an incense stick's time later, a soft, rhythmic knock came from outside the door—thump, thump, thump. The sound was unhurried and very refined. Qin Yu slowly raised his eyes. "Come in." The door creaked open, and a graceful figure slowly walked into the room. Qin Yu's gaze paused for a moment. It was Qian Wenwan today.
Completely different from her appearance at the Heavenly Secrets Dao Pavilion last time, she wore a moonlit long dress, the hem of which was woven from silver and light purple, like a blooming orchid under the moonlight. Whenever she moved, the hem of the dress would shimmer with a faint starlight, as if the Milky Way was flowing beneath her feet, and an ice-blue jade belt was tied around her slender waist.
A delicate destiny chart hangs in the center of her jade belt, with faint patterns of cause and effect flowing around it. Her long black hair falls to her waist, adorned only with a white jade phoenix hairpin. There are no superfluous decorations, yet they perfectly accentuate her Wenwan and nobility. Her face was already extremely beautiful, but today, under the moonlight, she exudes even more intellect and composure.
Her eyes, as clear as autumn water, were gentle and warm, yet seemed to see right through people. Qian Wenwan entered the room, bowing slightly, her movements impeccably elegant. "This Qian Wenwan." "Greetings, Young Master Qin." Qin Yu nodded slightly and gestured. "Please sit." Qian Wenwan slowly took her seat.
Her gaze immediately fell upon the two pots of celestial tea on the table, and a faint smile involuntarily appeared on her lips. Many of her guesses had already been answered. Qin Yu personally poured her a cup of tea, and as the aroma rose, Qian Wenwan picked up the cup and took a small sip. Then, she slowly raised her eyes, a gentle smile in them. "Congratulations, young master."
Qin Yu remained calm and poured himself another cup. "Oh?" "I wonder what brings you this congratulations?" Qian Wenwan put down her teacup, her fingertips lightly tracing the rim. A meaningful glint appeared in her eyes. "Young Master purchased a map of the Heart-Questioning Ancient Forest from my Heavenly Secrets Dao Pavilion some time ago." "And the biggest rumor surrounding the Heart-Questioning Ancient Forest in recent years is... that Divine Mountain formed from trillions of Supreme Transformation Source Crystal."