OBS Chapter 337 Secret
Chapter 337 Secret
Murong Xue didn't seem surprised.
She tapped the edge of the table lightly with her fingertips, her eyes swept across Yun Chen's tense face, and she spoke slowly.
"That's no problem, but... this matter requires Master to negotiate, so you need to come back to the Divine Thunder Palace with me first."
"How should I trust you?"
Yun Chen's fingertips rested on the table, his eyes sharp as a knife as he stared at Murong Xue. "Taixu Palace is a top-tier Taoist sect. Whether your master is willing to negotiate with Qingxuzi for an 'outsider' like me is still uncertain. What if I go back to Shenlei Palace with you and you guys delay taking action? Wouldn't I be like a bird in a cage?"
When Murong Xue heard this, instead of being annoyed, she chuckled.
"Do you have any other choice?"
"I can go directly to Taixu Palace. Considering my relationship with Lin Wan'er and Lord Chu, it shouldn't be difficult to get two people, right?" Yun Chen said calmly.
Murong Xue was not at all flustered. She picked up the teacup lid with her fingertips and gently scraped off the foam. Her tone was somewhat nonchalant: "It's indeed not difficult, but can you guarantee that you can reach Taixu Palace safely?"
Yun Chen's expression instantly became uncertain when he heard this.
If Murong Xue announced his whereabouts, he really couldn't guarantee that he could reach Taixu Palace safely.
What's more, Murong Xue has the trump card of Tianji Pavilion in her hand. Even if he can use the Hunyuan Pearl to cover up his aura, it will be useless.
"Okay! I promise you, but the Gu family father and son must be handed over to me."
After thinking for a moment, Yun Chen finally chose to compromise.
no way.
People live under the eaves.
Moreover, judging from what Murong Xue said, his life would not be in danger even if he went to the Divine Thunder Palace.
"You made the right choice."
Murong Xue's smile blossomed completely: "The spirit boat is already prepared in the valley outside the city, let's set off now..."
Yun Chen nodded, glanced at Zhao Xiruo, whose expression had slightly calmed down, and said in a deep voice, "I have to go back to the inn to pick up Gu Qingzi first. She's the only survivor of the Gu family. Keeping her here might help to contain the Taixu Palace and force the Gu family father and son to reveal what I want."
"You don't have to make the trip."
Murong Xue shouted outside the door, and two black-clothed disciples immediately pushed the door open and entered: "Go to the inn and invite the eldest daughter of the Gu family over. Remember, don't hurt her, and don't let her play tricks."
The disciple bowed and accepted the order, then turned and left quickly.
"Okay, let's go to the Spirit Boat first. They will send people over."
Murong Xue stood up and spoke to Yun Chen.
Yun Chen said nothing more and pulled Zhao Xiruo up.
The three of them walked out of the private room, avoided the crowd at the door of Tianji Pavilion, and went around the back door to the outside of the city.
In the valley, a pitch-black spirit boat was quietly parked in the open space. There was a striking thunder pattern engraved on the bow. Two Jindan stage cultivators were guarding the side of the boat. When they saw Murong Xue coming, they immediately bowed to her.
"Young Master, everything is ready and we can set off at any time."
Murong Xue nodded and took the lead in boarding the spiritual boat: "Mr. Yun, Miss Zhao, please."
Yun Chen helped Zhao Xiruo onto the boat and glanced at the interior of the spirit boat - the cabin was spacious, with three independent rooms. There were also many spirit fruits and Qi Gathering Pills on the table, which were obviously prepared in advance.
As soon as he sat down, the two disciples who had gone to pick up Gu Qingzi came over with someone.
Gu Qingzi's face was pale, her wrists were bound by spiritual power. When she saw Yun Chen, her eyes were full of hatred, but she did not dare to attack.
Murong Xue glanced at her and said to her disciples, "Lock her in the innermost room. She is not allowed to come out without my order."
After the disciple took Gu Qingzi away, the spirit boat slowly rose into the air and flew towards the Divine Thunder Palace.
Murong Xue sat across from Yun Chen, twirling the teacup between her fingers. "The Divine Thunder Palace is thousands of miles away from here, and even with a Spirit Boat flying at full speed, it would take half a day to get there. You can cultivate peacefully along the way. The Spirit Boat is equipped with a Spirit Gathering Array, and the spiritual energy concentration is three times that of the outside world, which will help you consolidate your realm."
Yun Chen stroked the teacup on the corner of the table with his fingertips and did not respond.
He was always on edge. After all, the purpose of the Palace of Thunder was unclear, and relaxing rashly would only lead to trouble.
Zhao Xiruo sat next to him and quietly squeezed his palm, signaling him not to be too tense.
Seeing his silence, Murong Xue didn't ask any further questions and instead talked about the secret realm of cultivation: "This secret realm of cultivation has existed since ancient times, but the spiritual energy was very rich back then..."
Yun Chen did not respond, but listened quietly, and gained a general understanding of the Taoist tradition.
It is indeed the Taoist tradition, and the ancestors behind it are all famous figures.
Take Taixu Palace for example...it was actually founded by Laozi.
It is said that when he left Hangu Pass in the west, purple air came from the east for three thousand miles, bringing the secular spiritual energy into the secret realm of practicing magic, thus establishing the Taoist tradition that has been passed down to this day.
As for the Yuxu Palace, Kunlun is actually behind it.
Yes, it is the mountain of immortals that is well-known to everyone in the secular world.
It is said that the ancient war split Kunlun into two parts. Later, the secret realm of magic cultivation and the secular world were separated. One part remained in the secular world, while the other part was included in the secret realm of magic cultivation, and thus passed down.
If it weren’t for what Murong Xue said, Yun Chen wouldn’t have known that there was such a secret in Kunlun Mountain.
"What about the Divine Thunder Palace? Who founded it?"
Yun Chen was intrigued and couldn't help but ask a question.
Murong Xue chuckled softly, her eyes revealing a hint of pride: "The Divine Thunder Palace was passed down from the Human Emperor..."
"Human Emperor? Fuxi?" Yun Chen was stunned, his eyes filled with shock.
No wonder it can become a Taoist orthodoxy. Any of these names is a well-known existence in the secular world.
Murong Xue nodded: "My Divine Thunder Palace is from the lineage of the Human Emperor. Before the Conferred Godhood, we guarded the Thunder Lake, using the power of thunder to purge evil spirits and protect the human race... Unfortunately, later..."
Having said that, Murong Xue's face couldn't help but darken, and a hint of hatred flashed in her eyes.
"Forget it, let's not talk about the past."
Yun Chen didn't ask any more questions after hearing this.
He probably also heard about what happened later.
It is said that the Conferred Gods Battle was a battle between the lineage of the Human Emperor and the Way of Heaven.
Even many people in the secular world are saying that there will be no more human emperors after the Conferred God...
In that battle, the Human Emperor's lineage was defeated.
The spirit boat passed through the clouds, and the mountains and rivers below gradually shrank into vague outlines.
Murong Xue tapped the side of the boat lightly with her fingertips, her tone returning to calm. "Although the Human Emperor's lineage was defeated, the Divine Thunder Palace has defended the foundation of Lei Ze. Over the years, relying on the Thunder Heritage, they have also established a firm foothold in the Secret Realm of Cultivation."
"So... in the Secret Realm of Cultivation, there are only three of you?"
Yun Chen took the opportunity to ask.
He didn't know much about the secret realm of practicing magic, so he took this opportunity to ask more questions.
Murong Xue glanced at Yun Chen and couldn't help but chuckle: "How is that possible?"
"How vast is the secret realm of cultivation? The Great Xia inheritance has lasted for thousands of years. How could there be only three?"
Before Yun Chen could continue asking, Murong Xue continued, "It's just that many sects have gone into hiding, and some have declined...so most people don't know about them."
"Hide from the world?" Yun Chen was stunned.
Murong Xue nodded, her eyes gazing into the distance. "For example... the Xuanyuan Sect of Penglai in the South China Sea... the Daoist Ancestor's dojo back then. They never interfered with anything, nor participated in any activities... So many people are unsure whether the Xuanyuan Sect still exists..."