The scene was deathly still. The area behind Chief Hu’s door was morbidly quiet. Everyone was dumbfounded.

“This is the Young Lord?! Lin Chaofeng?!” Chief Hu gasped coldly, “He’s actually bowing towards someone?! And even a right-angle bow? And taking the initiative to apologize at that? Make amends? Is this the Young Lord that I know?! The underworld emperor of the three northeast provinces?!”

He was dazed. A bodyguard at the side was also staring blankly. 

What the heck is going on?! Qian Qi looked at Xu Yangyi and Zhao Wuye in amazement, his complexion had long since completely changed. From the start of his career to this day, regardless of past or present, the Young Lord Lin Chaofeng had never acted with great courtesy towards anyone! 

This was the first time! Furthermore… the two Lin Family great-uncles behind were doing the same as well! The same posture!

“What kind of frickin’ people are they?!” Qian Qi foolishly looked at the duo who had their hands held behind them. “In martial arts, the great-uncles are top-ten grand masters in the northeast provinces! The northern helm of Beitong Fist and Xingyi Fist! T-They’re a-actually bowing to these two people, too?” [1]

Concerning their surprise, Xu Yangyi and Zhao Wuye hadn’t felt anything whatsoever.

Zhao Wuye snorted coldly. The Azure Dragon Group? Who were they? Perhaps… they possessed quite the status in the northeast provinces… but what of it? Even if they were killed, the government essentially wouldn’t care for such an underworld power. In the cultivation world, their deaths furthermore wouldn’t even draw the slightest breeze of a wind or the crest of a wave.

Xu Yangyi saw the killing intent in Zhao Wuye’s eyes and made a motion to form a seal with his fingers, too. Shaking his head, he faintly released his spiritual pressure. “Stop while you’re at it.”

Zhao Wuye took a deep breath and nodded. “Since Fellow Daoist Xu has spoken, I will cease.”

As the young lord’s prideful head hung low, the light of his eyes flickered. As the dark prince of the three northeast provinces, what kind of experienced person was he? From these words, he made out a relationship of master and servant. What astonished him, though… was that this handsome, young man was unexpectedly the master!

“Go, don’t be an eyesore.” Zhao Wuye waved his hand, yet his gaze suddenly fell on the hand gestures of the three people in front of him and the tattoo on the web of their thumb and forefinger. His expression stirred, and he wordlessly nodded. “Slow down… Stand up first.”

Young Lord Lin Chaofeng and the two elderly men stood up straight.

“The Eight Outer Sects.” Zhao Wuye used a faintly inaudible voice to pass onto Xu Yangyi. “A pack of bad fellows, buncha ox demons and serpent gods… passed down for several thousand years. I didn’t expect they would still have descendants in the world.” [2]

“If the Immortal Masters do not mind, may I invite you upstairs for a chat?” an old man asked, using a voice that neared piousness. Zhao Wuye kept quiet yet involuntarily glanced at Xu Yangyi.

“No need,” Xu Yangyi laughed apathetically and looked thoughtfully at the blood-drop tattoo. “The Eight Outer Sects? I seem to have heard of it.”

“I dare not.” The young lord cupped his hands again. “In the ancestor’s records, he had a section on immortal fate with an immortal master. I always believed it to be a fallacy, but I didn’t expect that I would actually be able to see it with my own eyes. It is a supreme honor!”

“If you have business, just do it here.” Xu Yangyi walked into a room. “If you have something to say, just speak. But I’ll remind everyone.” He laughed calmly, and the people in the entire room felt as if their skin had been pricked by a needle. “Mortals and us cannot have too many interactions. Our time is very valuable. For your ancestor’s sake, I will grant you this opportunity.”

Mortal!

There wasn’t a shred of discontent on each person’s face. On the contrary, they revealed joy! This was the other admitting his own status from his own mouth! Entering the room, Xu Yangyi and Zhao Wuye sat down straightforwardly, but Lin Chaofeng and the two elderly men remained standing.

“Sit, alright.” Xu Yangyi used his gaze to brush an eye over the sofa, but no one sat.

Lin Chaofeng could still be considered cool and composed, but the other two elderly men were already ill at ease, as if they were clay figurines or wooden carvings. Learning from what he’d just saw, Lin Chaofeng cupped his hands and said, “Eight Outer Sects, the inheritance of the northeast’s Deathsworn Sect. This generation’s Sectmaster Lin Chaofeng pays respects to the two Great Immortals.

”If someone was present to hear Lin Chaofeng’s words and see his attitude, they would certainly be so scared that their teeth would fall to the ground!

Zhao Wuye grunted noncommittally and looked at Xu Yangyi, sending a faint inquiring look and laughing, “This world is divided into exterior and interior, known as light and dark. Outside of the countless trades and crafts, there exists the Three Religions and Nine Schools. Everyone is well acquainted with this light. As for the dark…” He glanced at the respectful Lin Chaofeng and the others, and followed, “There are the Eight Outer Sects.” [3]

“In the mortal world, they are the rulers in the darkness.”“The Thousand Deceptions Sect, Gu Sect, Bandit Sect, Stratagem Sect, Red Handkerchief, Spirit Harmony Sect, Deathsworn Sect, and Orchid Sect. Jointly called the Eight Outer Sects. In the olden times, they undertook some professions that couldn’t see the light of day.”

“Although gambling methods are open without tricks, deceptive cheating cannot see the light. The Bandit Sect need not be mentioned. Every person of the Gu Sect is a natural danger. The Stratagem Sect is a heretical Dao, and the Spirit Harmony Sect was known in ancient times as shamans. The Orchid Sect deals in prostitution, legal or otherwise. The Red Handkerchief are martial entertainers. The only one that can be regarded as passable is probably the Deathsworn Sect.”

“It is a pity. In the past, the Eight Outer Sects truly produced Foundation Establishment cultivators. To no avail, the sects are too intermingled with good and bad. For example, the Deathsworn Sect can be classified within the Dao of Killing. Their ancestors are Yao Li and Zhuan Zhu, outstanding and famous great assassins. But within the long development of history, the Deathsworn Sect began to carry the creed of ‘taking wealth to vanquish calamities’. Even passed down to now, I’ve heard they’re everywhere in international mercenary groups. Thus, cultivators cannot tolerate them.” [4]

Zhao Wuye spoke trivially, yet the three present mortals didn’t feel it to be improper whatsoever. From the instant they understood the opposing party’s status, they already realized their own positions.

Xu Yangyi nodded. It wasn’t surprising that Zhao Wuye recognized their identities. With or without inheritance, and even if they’d been reduced to mortals, a slight discerning eye was still left on them.

“What’s up?” He wasn’t too interested in understanding more about their background. Since they were mortals, how could their crossings be many? As for wanting to borrow this history to enter cultivation, that was purely much to wish for. He wasn’t any charitable person, and his own hatred still hadn’t been revenged. How could he have the mind to teach a disciple?

Lin Chaofeng sharply caught onto the impatience in Xu Yangyi’s words and cupped his fist with resolve in his heart. “Ancestor… once left an item. He wanted me to hand it over to the first immortal master I saw and said… this immortal master would agree to my request.”

“Tch…” Zhao Wuye sneered without the slightest concealment. How could a mortal’s item catch the fancy of a cultivator’s eye?

In his mind, Lin Chaofeng was likewise nervous. Before his father approached death’s door, he’d constantly warned him over and over that this had to be done. Lin Chaofeng was moreover informed that this was the Lin Family’s great opportunity to rise to prominence! Else not, he simply wouldn’t be so servile! However… that item… was truly too cheap! So cheap that one would think it to be a street good at a glance!

He didn’t know what a cultivator was, but there were many on television and movies. Leaping onto rooftops and vaulting over walls? No, they could move mountains and fill seas! How could such people possibly take to the item in his hands? But now that an arrow had been nocked on the bowstring, there was no choice but to fire it!

“Please… look it over, Immortal Masters!” He clenched his teeth and stretched into his white shirt. In the wake of a soft rustling sound, a silver chain, warm from his body temperature, appeared in his hand. As for the pendent attached, it was a fine metal product.

Xu Yangyi gently beckoned and the necklace flew over. The three mortals who saw this minor action held a scorching inferno in their hearts!

THIS was an immortal master! Their ultimate hope was that the item left behind by the ancestor was able to stir the hearts of these two immortal masters!

The necklace entering his hand, Xu Yangyi softly flicked and the pendant gently opened in the wake of a click. Inside, there was a flat white object. Stretching out his hand to easily pinch it, he was already grumbling in his heart. It was a piece of white pelt roughly the size of a palm, however, it merely began to fold. There wasn’t any qi at all and should’ve been cut apart from something…

Wait a second… His eyes quickly sparked and saucered in disbelief! Zhao Wuye who was at the side saw Xu Yangyi’s expression and likewise looked at the pendant in astonishment. He didn’t believe a mortal held an item that could move a cultivator’s heart!

As for Lin Chaofeng, his breathing became rushed and urgent in a flash! Even now, the two old men were only holding in their breaths!

Xu Yangyi used his fastest speed to take the pelt and roll it open. In a daze, he studied the unfolded fur, not daring to believe in his eyes a bit. Searching for her countless times in a dream. With a sudden turn back at sunset, one finds her where the lantern light dimly wanes!

This cutting curve… This texture…

In his hand now, this was the final piece of the pelt that the eighteenth-ranked God Ming successor had originally called on Jadewave to identify!!! It also allowed him to confirm that the mysterious ancient pelt scroll was about the lotus sea below Danxia Temple! He gently swiped and another pelt came flying out from his storage ring. Both parts… seamlessly combined together!

“This… is actually it!” Xu Yangyi’s vision exploded with light! At the moment, the final jigsaw piece of the Danxia Temple journey was totally complete! This part was the missing piece—the entrance! Danxia Temple’s true entrance! On the surface of this piece, there was only a single phrase, yet it thoroughly jolted him from his reverie!

“Brightness falls to the Death Gate, a death yet return to life!” He swiveled his head to look at Zhao Wuye. “The Bright Gate Palace falls to the Death Gate, what’s the explanation?” [5]

“No doubt a certain death,” Zhao Wuye replied prudently. “Fellow Daoist, why ask this? Isn’t this the Zhao Clan’s speciality field?”

Xu Yangyi looked at him for a long while and burst into laughter. “Give me a projection of the honeycomb wall. As fast as you can.”

“Alright!”

If… his guess was correct, the honeycomb wall… should’ve been that scenery… All clues had finally converged into this jigsaw piece here. Were it not for him having went to the lotus sea, he wouldn’t have even imagined in his dreams that the ancient pelt scroll of God Ming Eighteen drafted Danxia Temple’s depths!

If he hadn’t slain a God Ming successor, and if he hadn’t read the sheepskin scroll, how would he have discovered this imagery of Danxia Temple’s entrance?!

Perhaps Zhao Wuye didn’t know… but after the honeycomb… wasn’t Danxia Temple’s true entrance at all. Rather… their suicide squad had already excavated to the front of Danxia Temple’s main door! The honeycomb wall, seemingly dotted with endless cavities, was Danxia Temple’s real entrance!

Fortunately, Xu Yangyi and the others hadn’t entered yet… After entering and treading into Danxia Temple’s true domain, they would lie between both sides of life and death! However, there were hundreds of entrance paths! But only a single road to survival!

Brightness falls to the Death Gate! A path to certain death! Extreme evils turn to spring joy, reversing to a path of life! This was the ominous and awesome Danxia Temple, the true way of entering one of the Eight Great Deadlands!

“Come on… Come on!” Xu Yangyi shut his eyes and took a deep breath. As he opened his eyes, they were already brimming with fiery ardor. An unexpected harvest… Originally, he had only planned on exploring Danxia Temple’s surroundings, but with the Zhao Clan and this map, he could go straight before Danxia Temple’s true door!

He swiftly calmed his emotions and looked at Lin Chaofeng. After a long time, he finally nodded. “Very good.”

“I can agree to a single one of your requests. However, I have a stipulation. This request cannot be for me to massacre mortals, so clearly consider what you want to say. You only have this opportunity.”

“Thank you, Immortal Master!” Lin Chaofeng restrained the wild joy in his heart and immediately cupped his hands.

“Good,” Xu Yangyi said firmly. “Tell me… who is your ancestor!”

Who was it that could predict the pelt scroll was in his hand?!

And who knew… that this pelt scroll could combine to form Danxia Temple’s true map?!

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