Chapter 114: The Immortal Tomb

Although the human world is good, immortality is even better.

Once anything ascends to the level of seeking immortality, it easily causes people to lose their reason; even the emperors of ancient times were no exception. Especially when this pursuit becomes something visible and tangible, it drives people to madness.

Guo Quan’s status is far from low. Wherever he goes, he is warmly entertained by local dignitaries, and in smaller places, he receives the most extravagant hospitality. If it were not for the pursuit of immortality, he would never have come to Hangzhou alone, nor would he have stooped to acting as a "scout," tailing a young man's every move.

This reminds him of when he first started his career, full of curiosity about everything and brimming with passion for his work. Although his background is different from Sun Tong's, that did not prevent him from having had his own years of working himself to the bone. It was only later that things began to change. He started chasing power, learned to be inscrutable, and began to calculate against others...

It was not until some time ago, when he truly came into contact with a powerful existence from another world, that he realized he had changed! He regained his passion for life and became younger! Both physically and mentally, he became like a young man again, full of curiosity and fiery enthusiasm for all things.

Because he saw the hope of immortality!

He understands, of course, that longevity does not mean eternal life. But longevity is the first step toward immortality! A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step; from this day on, he would embark on the journey once more. For this goal and ideal, he could, like the ancient emperors, abandon everything he currently possesses! No matter who stands in his way, he will kick them aside without hesitation.

Does Sun Tong want to be the top figure of the Management Bureau? Hah, fine! As long as you don't ruin my plans, you can do whatever you want! When the time comes for our faction to leave as a whole, you can do as you please. The Li family took the wrong path; they should never have gotten involved with the demonic cultivators. How much better it is for us! Keeping a low profile, acting in secret, we can get things done happily and quietly.

Constant, beside him, suddenly frowned and said, "According to Song Yue’s habits, he should be taking those two young girls out for breakfast by now, right?"

Guo Quan replied indifferently, "For a young man, isn't it normal to sleep in? We were all young once; with two beautiful girls by your side, would you really get up so early?"

Constant laughed, "I think you have a point. Those two girls are full of vitality; it’s truly heart-stirring!"

Guo Quan said, "Don't do anything reckless."

Constant chuckled, "Your worries are unnecessary. I can have any kind of girl I want; why would I resort to such things?"

Guo Quan nodded, "That's good!"

...

The Red Bird is flying at high speed! Since entering the human world, it has never flown this fast. It also does not understand why Little Song insists on traveling in such a sneaky way. Humans are so cunning!

Speeding all the way, it finally reached the region. It shook the stone needle hidden in its feathers—the one capable of changing size—onto the ground, then hopped onto a tree to wait quietly.

A while later, Song Yue and Xiao Qi emerged from within. Looking at the familiar surroundings, Xiao Qi was still a bit dazed. He gradually caught on, looking at Song Yue, "Your storage space... has a portal? And then you had that little red bird bring us here?"

Song Yue couldn't be bothered to explain, saying, "Hurry up and get to work, time is tight."

Xiao Qi saw the Red Bird perched on a branch, gave it a thumbs up, and praised, "You really are a good friend with human-like intelligence!"

"Get lost!" The Red Bird didn't like listening to this slick-looking guy. What does "human-like intelligence" mean? He really doesn't know how to talk—it's clearly you humans who have "bird-like intelligence"!

Xiao Qi: "..."

Song Yue glanced at the Red Bird, "Wait here!"

The Red Bird nodded, "Fine, but hurry up. If there's real danger, I'm taking off first!"

Xiao Qi’s mouth twitched. Being retorted by a bird, he couldn't help but mutter, "How can there be a bird demon this small?" Song Yue hurriedly dragged him away to prevent the Red Bird, which also likes to show off, from being provoked into growing larger and attracting attention.

Xiao Qi soon reached the entrance to the secret realm. He took out several flag-like items, planted them in different directions, formed hand seals, and began chanting. At the same time, Song Yue was sensing the frequency on a spiritual level.

When Xiao Qi successfully summoned an energy gate, Song Yue finally found the right frequency, achieving resonance. Even without Xiao Qi’s energy gate, he could enter at any time.

"How is it? Am I impressive?" Xiao Qi was a bit disappointed not to see surprise or shock on Song Yue's face. This was a technique he had only recently learned, and he had been suffering from a lack of appreciation. Today, he finally performed it in front of an outsider, only to find he was casting pearls before swine.

"Impressive!" Song Yue replied perfunctorily and stepped inside.

Upon entering, the Yuxu Tongtian Stele on Song Yue’s person began to jump incessantly, and at the same time, slight fluctuations rippled through his spiritual consciousness. Are there really good things here?

Song Yue is now somewhat skeptical of the Yuxu Tongtian Stele's "taste." The *Dark Scripture* obtained from that castle previously had allowed Brother Qian to develop the "Falling Blossoms" divine skill, yet for himself, it had only sprouted a blade of grass in his spiritual consciousness, and there had been no movement for days! He hadn't even read the subsequent content, nor dared to let Brother Qian study it—what if something else grew in his spiritual consciousness? What if that blade of grass was a seed of the demonic race?

However, according to past experience, things that trigger the Yuxu Tongtian Stele are usually not bad.

Xiao Qi led Song Yue through the secret realm with ease. It must be said that Xiao Qi has a remarkable talent for concealment and route selection. The paths he took were hard to leave any traces on; even if outsiders came in, they would rarely notice that someone had already beaten them to it.

"There are no living creatures in this secret realm. After crossing this low-lying forest and climbing that mountain ahead, you will see the Immortal Tomb! Then you will understand why I said it is a true Immortal's tomb!" Xiao Qi whispered while speeding along.

Soon, the two climbed over the mountain and stood on the summit, looking out at a vast plain. At the end of the plain stood a lone mountain, shaped like a pyramid, radiating a magnificent aura. Colorful gases were emanating from the mountain, flowing slowly with the air currents... like the dazzling auroras at Earth's poles! But the colors were many times richer than an aurora!

The colors that a cultivator’s eyes can capture are countless times more than those of an ordinary person, so the light radiating from the tomb was, in Song Yue’s eyes, beautiful to the extreme! It was a kind of ultimate, dazzling brilliance!

"So beautiful!"

Such a scene would draw genuine praise even from those not particularly sensitive to beauty.

"Pretty, right? It's a pity that these colors contain deadly murderous intent." Xiao Qi sighed beside him, "The closest I got was about a few dozen meters away, and I was almost killed!"

At this moment, Song Yue had opened his spiritual eyes to observe. Upon doing so, he indeed discovered something different! Those gorgeous colors looked peaceful and harmless, but in the world of the spiritual level, they had completely changed! Just one look was enough to feel an boundless murderous intent hidden within.

What shocked Song Yue even more was that those colors seemed to have a consciousness of their own. The moment he opened his spiritual eyes to look, it was as if billions of eyes had simultaneously opened and were staring back at him! In an instant, Song Yue almost suffered from trypophobia, his scalp tingling. He immediately "closed" his spiritual eyes, cutting off that connection. His face turned uncharacteristically pale.

Xiao Qi noticed the abnormality and asked curiously, "Are you okay? Those colors... there's no danger if you stay far away. You’re not that faint-hearted, are you, Brother? You turned pale just because I said that?"

Song Yue ignored his teasing and said solemnly, "You said you were dozens of meters away and almost died? Tell me, what did it feel like?"

Xiao Qi thought for a moment and said, "At that time, I approached cautiously, not daring to use any energy, nor daring to use my spiritual sense. In tomb raiding like this, one can never be too careful. Any energy or spiritual fluctuation could be captured by the tomb's defenses, viewed as a threat, and then wiped out!"

"So, I tried my best to look like a rock, suppressed my aura, and approached slowly. But I didn't expect to still cause a slight disturbance. A red beam of light shot at me. As I sacrificed a magical artifact, I instantly suppressed my aura completely and laid there playing dead..."

"The artifact was shattered without suspense. That red light grazed the top of my body, carrying a peerlessly sharp aura. I broke out in a cold sweat and didn't dare to move. It was only after a long while that I crawled out bit by bit." Xiao Qi sighed, "After that test, I understood completely: trying to get in alone is a pipe dream. I’m not being greedy, but if I encounter a tomb like this and can't go in and explore it, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Saying this, Xiao Qi looked at Song Yue, "Brother, you are different. Your luck is the strongest I have ever seen!"

Song Yue looked at him and said, "I'm afraid I will disappoint you. This place is very unfriendly; even I may not have a chance."

Xiao Qi chuckled, "We have to try, don't we!"

Song Yue nodded. Such a magnificent tomb indeed piqued his interest. Judging by the scale of the pyramid-shaped mountain, there should be a grand underground palace beneath it.

The two walked slowly down the slope, crossed the plain, and finally arrived near the tomb.

"Don't easily attempt to use spiritual-level power. This place is quite sensitive to any energy," Xiao Qi reminded Song Yue. "Actually, I have already deduced the approximate location of the palace entrance, but it is covered by thick immortal energy..."

He called this colorful, dazzling light "immortal energy," and Song Yue felt that was not entirely wrong; these colors... were indeed terrifying!

Xiao Qi pointed to the location he deduced for the palace entrance. Song Yue looked over; there, the energy was steaming and filled with thousands of auspicious rays, giving a dream-like, gorgeous aesthetic.

Song Yue did not dare to probe with spiritual energy, nor did he try to find the frequency here. The Yuxu Tongtian Stele on his body gave the opposite indication at this moment. He felt a bit strange. In the matter of tomb raiding, Xiao Qi was absolutely a professional. Even though he was young, he had already received the true inheritance of his family. His judgment of the palace location was likely correct.

However, the Yuxu Tongtian Stele gave the opposite guidance. Song Yue felt he should trust the stone tablet. After all, this thing was of a higher order. He began to walk slowly in the direction indicated by the Yuxu Tongtian Stele.

"Huh?" Xiao Qi was stunned. He wondered what was going on. He whispered to remind Song Yue that that direction was a typical "evil position"!

Song Yue didn't look back, waved his hand at him, and continued to walk in that direction. As Song Yue walked, although he was still some distance from the pyramid mountain, his movements seemed to have attracted the attention of some of the "immortal energy." Many colorful gases began to flow slowly toward the area in front of Song Yue.

If one did not perceive it with spiritual sense, one would not detect any danger at all. Some people might even find it fun and be tempted to rush in to experience it.

Song Yue, of course, did not dare to do so. He held the Yuxu Tongtian Stele in his hand, hoping it would be proactive and help drive away these murderous immortal energies.

"You guided me here, you have to take responsibility!" Song Yue muttered to himself.

"I didn't tell you to come this way..." Xiao Qi, who was following behind, thought he was talking to him and replied casually.

"I wasn't talking to you..."

Song Yue continued to probe forward. Besides guiding him, the Yuxu Tongtian Stele did nothing else. Those gorgeous colors had already begun to flow slowly toward him. Xiao Qi was so scared that his face turned pale, and he whispered, "Brother, hurry and retreat slowly. Don't try it; that really is an evil position..."

Song Yue was unwilling to give up because the Yuxu Tongtian Stele was still guiding him forward. At this moment, those gorgeous colors were less than ten meters away from Song Yue. Xiao Qi was terrified; he dared not move too much, but he also didn't want to leave Song Yue alone in a dangerous environment, constantly reminding him to back away slowly.

But it was too late!

From that mass of flowing, gorgeous colors, a red beam of light split off and swept directly toward Song Yue. The speed was not fast, more like a test.

Song Yue leaned back, avoiding the light. The next moment, the green grass that had been "playing dead" in his spiritual consciousness suddenly produced a faint fluctuation, swaying within his spiritual mind.

*Boom!*

The mass of terrifying, flowing colors in front of him seemed to encounter a gale... and was instantly blown away! Although it quickly gathered again not far away, it seemed to be afraid of Song Yue. As Song Yue continued to step forward, those colors... actually retreated!

Xiao Qi, standing behind Song Yue, witnessed this miraculous scene. He was completely stunned, standing there in a daze, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Song Yue finally let out a long sigh of relief. To be honest, that moment had also scared him quite a bit! But he firmly believed in one thing—the Yuxu Tongtian Stele would not harm him!

With the White-Clothed Heavenly Venerable preaching the dharma before, and the young Saint bringing him opportunities later, the root of all this was the Yuxu Tongtian Stele! Even if he didn't know what the *Dark Scripture* really was, it didn't stop him from placing the highest degree of trust in the Yuxu Tongtian Stele. Facts proved he had bet correctly!

It was just unexpected that the blade of grass in his spiritual consciousness played the key role at the end. It could actually disperse the immortal energy protecting this tomb? This was something Song Yue had never expected. He had just been wondering about its uselessness, only to be slapped in the face. But this was a good slap! Song Yue was very happy.

He turned back to Xiao Qi and said, "The entrance to the palace is right in front of us."

Xiao Qi: "..."

He really wanted to refute it seriously—who is the professional here, you or me? But in the end, he couldn't help but come to the place Song Yue mentioned and began to locate it according to his family's methods.

Then, a strange thing happened. The colorful gases that had just been scared away began to stir. Like a huge, colorful creature, they rushed toward the place where the two were standing! Xiao Qi looked up inadvertently and was so scared on the spot that he couldn't speak.

But these colorful gases did not truly approach the two, acting more like they were throwing a tantrum. It seemed they neither wanted the two to stay here nor dared to actually come close.

During this process, Song Yue could clearly perceive that the blade of grass in his spiritual consciousness was constantly swaying gently, emitting waves of energy. It was precisely these energy fluctuations that prevented those gases from approaching them.

Finally, Xiao Qi really found traces of the palace entrance here! He felt it was unbelievable. Why would someone set the entrance to their tomb's palace in an evil position? Was it to confuse people? Or... was this not a true Immortal's tomb at all, but a... Demonic Cultivator's tomb? Thinking of certain legends, Xiao Qi hesitated.

At this moment, Song Yue walked a few steps toward the entrance of the palace, and his figure instantly disappeared from Xiao Qi's eyes.

*Holy crap!* What just happened? Xiao Qi was stunned, staring blankly at the spot.

The next moment, Song Yue appeared in front of him again. Just as Xiao Qi wondered if his eyes were playing tricks on him, he heard Song Yue say, "The entrance is indeed here. Let's go in and take a look!"

Xiao Qi: "..."

He suddenly felt a bit redundant. As a self-proclaimed true expert and heir to a tomb-raiding family, he felt like a primary school student in front of Brother Yue. A failing student at that.

Because the gases dared not approach, Song Yue had directly used the technique his master taught him to find the frequency here. He finally succeeded, went in for a look, and found a long passage before coming out to call Xiao Qi to go in together.

After their figures disappeared, the colorful gases surrounding the entire tomb rushed toward this spot as if venting their frustration, filling the entire area in an instant.

Meanwhile, back in Hangzhou, Guo Quan, who was still monitoring Song Yue's residential complex, received the news. Together with Constant, he went low-key to a very hidden private club. There, he met his superior, the middle-aged man.

When Guo Quan arrived, he happened to see his superior carefully accompanying several young men and women. Seeing him, the superior didn't avoid them, smiling and waving for him to come over. Guo Quan and Constant immediately braced themselves, wore polite smiles, and walked over to the group.

The middle-aged man asked gently, "How is it?"

Guo Quan said, "They haven't come out until just now."

The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said, "Contact him."

Guo Quan hesitated slightly, but still used the Management Bureau's communication device to contact Song Yue. It was connected quickly, and a slightly cold female voice came from the other end: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Guo Quan was stunned, then said, "I'm looking for Song Yue. Where is he?"

The voice replied directly, "He is in seclusion for cultivation. I am his friend and also a member of the Management Bureau. You can leave a message with me, and I will tell him when he comes out."

"That girl from the Qian family?" Guo Quan looked at his superior, the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man waved his hand.

Guo Quan said, "Never mind then. Tell him to call me back once he is out of seclusion."

"Okay!"

The communicator was hung up. Guo Quan frowned, "Could there be a problem?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, "He is a very outstanding young martial arts genius; seclusion for cultivation is perfectly normal. This is for the best, so we don't have to worry about any changes."

Saying this, he looked at the young men and women, respectfully saying, "Sirs, everything is fine here. Shall we set off?"

At this moment, a young man with long hair wearing white robes said indifferently, "Is this Song Yue you speak of the person who went to the Western secret realm some time ago?"

The middle-aged man was stunned and looked at Constant.

Constant said, "That is correct. It is that young man. At the time, due to some reasons, he had a conflict with us, and our organization suffered many losses at his hands."

The white-robed young man said, "Was he already very powerful back then?"

Constant, the middle-aged man, and Guo Quan didn't understand why the "immortals" from the cultivation world would pay attention to a human martial artist, but they each stated the information they had on Song Yue.

The white-robed young man looked at his companions and said, "Could it be him?"

A woman with a good temperament and a hair bun said indifferently, "Whether it is or not, we can just call him over later and ask."

The middle-aged man asked, "Why? Has he done anything to displease you?"

The young man said, "It's not certain yet. We'll know once we meet him."

Saying this, he looked at the middle-aged man, "Let's go!"