Chapter 480: Chapter 287: Worlds Apart
"Uncle Hai, how much did you win?" Wu Yaizu’s eyes were bright as he leaned in from the side.
"Tonight, let’s go to Heavenly Que together!" Meng Xinghai waved his hand forcefully, his eyes and brows all aglow.
"Uncle Meng is generous!" Xiang Yiwu came forward with a thumbs-up as thick as a carrot.
"Xinghai, you’re being impulsive. Just now, Ling Canghai was talking about people like you." An elder with a strong presence from Esoteric Buddhism spoke sternly.
"Uncle!" Meng Xinghai greeted.
Then, he whispered in his ear, "Uncle, how’s this for a team-up with me? Fun enough, right?"
"What nonsense are you spouting in front of the kids!" The white-haired elder glared at him and left with his hands behind his back.
"Alright, let’s talk over there tonight, Uncle." Meng Xinghai pointed to the distant Jade Palace.
Nearby, Wu Yaizu and Xiang Yiwu were somewhat stunned. Is the highly respected elder really this busy? Shallow Night is dedicated to the affairs of Esoteric Buddhism and still has to indulge in the luxury of Heavenly Que late at night.
Meng Xinghai said, "What are you looking at? Everyone has their own burdens."
Wu Yaizu immediately said, "Uncle Hai, we’re not afraid of hardship, willing to share such burdens!"
"Uncle Meng, tonight... will you take us?" Xiang Yiwu asked, having never been to Heavenly Que.
Qin Ming was in a daze. If he had known the effects of the Immortal Contract earlier, he would’ve probably stuck to Li Guang stubbornly. The "Sun Elf" girl could very likely turn into the "Eight Sun Azure flame."
Meng Xinghai said, "The Immortal Contract has been lost for a long time. Some old folks in the Outer World have been researching it for many years but haven’t figured it out."
Suddenly, Qin Ming felt a malicious intent.
Evidently, some old monsters from the Immortal Road wanted to restore the glorious era when immortals ruled the Yewu World.
Deep within the Night Fog, the Sun Elf Clan discovered that the Immortal Tombs and Divine Tombs contained even the Immortal Contracts. Not to mention how profound their legacy is, but the system is certainly comprehensive.
Thus, the Immortal Road is eagerly anticipating that mist-covered realm.
Knowing the inside story, Xiang Yiwu’s face also darkened. Following the Rebirth Road, he naturally resents the Immortal Contracts.
"Luckily, Brother Ming is strong enough, this wave is a clean profit with no losses, and he even gained an elf royalty!" Wu Yaizu said.
He added, "If we cut hair and sell it, the business would be great. Some nobles are secretly asking to buy."
Then, he felt a sense and noticed many people were watching this side.
In fact, though the battle had ended, many people hadn’t left, and various gazes were focused on Qin Ming.
From the young disciples of the Immortal Road to the young nobles of Great Yu, and even some famous figures were watching.
Even those high-level Immortal Seeds glanced over.
Although they were extremely confident, outstanding in style, yet now they wondered, how would they fare if they were in his place?
Pei Shuyan slightly furrowed his brows, recalling his situation in the Second Realm. Cui Chonghe was deducing, unusually serious.
The green-robed Jiang Ran was also silently pondering, comparing herself when she was in the Second Realm with Qin Ming, who was stronger?
She was the top of her generation in the Fangwai Immortal Land, with her own confidence.
Beside her, the white-clothed girl Luo Yao whispered, "Sister, this guy is really strong, he actually surpassed me so quickly. I misjudged him back in that remote village."
Then she saw Jiang Ran lift her head, her eyes flashed like electric sparks as she exchanged glances with the black-clad girl Tang Jin.
Jiang Ran smiled and transmitted her voice: "Old woman, hear you were choosing inheritors for your master all over, even passed through the Black and White Mountain, such poor eyesight!"
Tang Jin was immediately uncomfortable. It’s bad enough she had a Purple Eyed Crow nagging her every day, now this slightly younger Jiang Ran was adding fuel to the fire.
Qin Ming looked up, noticing various eyes, suddenly many smiled at him, some nodded, and many waved greetings.
Clearly, after one battle, his standing—carelessly wearing a bronze mask as a substitute fighter—rose sharply.
Even some renowned ones from the Immortal Road were no longer dismissive; some nodded slightly.
Some nobles were even enthusiastic, sending people with messages wanting to dine and make connections.
This was recognition of his strength.
Not to mention the future, but right now in the Second Realm, he had shown extraordinary performance, stunning everyone before the South Heavenly Gate.
Qin Ming responded with a smile one by one, now wasn’t the time to accept private invitations.
He noticed the elegant Li Qingyue in white looking with a smile.
Xiao Wu covertly transmitted, "Brother Ming, I noticed, sister-in-law glanced at the direction the Sun Elf Clan left just now, with deeper meaning."
"Don’t call her that." Qin Ming quickly corrected.
Across the Night Fog, in many cities, bright lights awaited the latest news. What will be the outcome of this duel on the Da Yu Imperial City’s moon?
In various casinos, many people were restless.
"Is it necessary to say more? Immortal Road certainly got shaven again, no advantage in the first two realms, unable to change the status quo."
"Settled, hearing you gamblers talk like this, I know the victory is guaranteed. In every super gamble, when haven’t you been fleeced?"
Everywhere from teahouses to wine buildings, many people were discussing. Once related to pioneering, no matter the size of the matter, it incites attention.
Soon, in the moon of Night Fog over the Da Yu Imperial City, mutant beasts flew out.
As news spread, people in some casinos laughed heartily, some wailed, some began calling nonsense, and some fainted. The array of emotions was bizarre beyond belief.
Ordinary folks engaged in straightforward debate.
"It was indeed a big victory, this time they shaved the Sun Elf Clan bald!"
"I heard people from the Newborn Road saved the day?"
...
In the evening, Meng Xinghai led Qin Ming, Xiang Yiwu and the others into the grand building made of jade, shining with golden tiles—Heavenly Que.
This place is extremely luxurious, as if one has truly arrived at the heavenly palace. Exotic flowers and grasses vie in splendor in front of the jade steps, spirit butterflies dance, and maids are dressed as palace maidens, while immortal cranes spread their wings in the air, and five-colored peacocks crost overhead.
They entered a magnificent giant palace, where thick pillars were carved with True Dragons, and immortal fog flowed across the ground. This place was very spacious, with only a few jade tables and seats.
"Somewhat desolate," Wu Yaizu commented.
With a clap of his hands, Meng Xinghai summoned a group of women with outstanding beauty, whose every gesture resembled the celestial fairies of Heaven, delivering rare delicacies and fine wine.
"Uncle Meng is a regular here!" Xiang Yiwu remarked.
Quickly, Qin Ming and his companions discovered the wine was too strong; upon drinking it, their bodies felt like they were burning, something was clearly amiss!
In the blink of an eye, they were drenched in sweat.
"Uncle Meng, this is too intense, giving us medicinal wine right off the bat? By the way, when is the group dance of the immortals going to start?" Wu Yaizu asked.
"This wine is expensive, not a drop should be wasted." Meng Xinghai replied, clapping his hands again, as a group of masked women with graceful figures entered. Their dance seemed to twist the void, causing spiritual energy to ripple.
Xiang Yiwu admired, "This couldn’t be the legendary Heavenly Demon Dance, could it? It’s not easy being a maid in the Heavenly Que, they have high cultivations!"
"It’s about to start," Meng Xinghai declared.
"What’s going on?" Qin Ming felt something was off.
Meng Xinghai said, "It’s training, the medicinal wine can remove all hidden injuries from your bodies, solidify your foundation and nurture your essence, hurry and activate your mental methods!"
Then, that group of masked women stepped forward, clapping and striking them, causing the three of them to groan instantly.
Dazed, they realized upon entering the Heavenly Que, they were forced to train!
"Wait a second, Uncle Hai this is..." Xiao Wu asked dumbly.
Meng Xinghai said, "What do you think this place is? With the bright moon hanging high in this sacred place, the Heavenly Que is the best place for training. I paid a lot of money to arrange this for you. These women aiding you have remarkable backgrounds."
Moments later, the three of them nearly cried out in anguish.
They were being heavily struck, as these masked women included experts, hitting hard without allowing resistance, saying they were invigorating their blood and promoting the medicinal wine’s effect.
"Practice slowly, I’ll go see my senior uncle," Meng Xinghai left with his wine cup.
"Miss, lighten up, with skills so high you’re here as a maid?"
One woman laughed, "I’m old, over a hundred years, with no hope ahead, the Heavenly Que is my dojo. Moreover, occasionally grandmasters personally visit here, guiding us, benefiting greatly."
The three were stunned instantly. Is the Heavenly Que a Taoist tradition?
Simultaneously, they felt uncomfortable, these women are all over a hundred years old? Old Meng is really ruthless!
However, they understood why Old Meng said it was a sky-high price. This was a group of women who regularly attended grandmasters, now assisting in their training.
"Madam, don’t be so harsh!" Xiang Yiwu grimaced, seeing a woman lift an iron rod, coming towards him.
"Your physique is special, too broad, simple striking is difficult to invigorate blood..."
"Bang!"
"Ow!"
...
Two hours later, the three were drenched with sweat, intending to witness the Heavenly Que’s splendor, in the end, they felt as though they’d been mercilessly beaten.
After a medicinal bath, the three immediately got up to leave, unable to withstand the services here. It was said next, a hundred-sixty-year-old grandma would personally attend them, using Finger Technique to penetrate their blood and flesh meridian channels.
As they left, passing a magnificent golden palace, they clearly heard melodious silk and bamboo sounds, tinkling of a zither, along with the clinking of Meng Xinghai toasting with others, and the chuckling of that senior uncle.
Xiang Yiwu and Wu Yaizu suspected, there were two Heavenly Ques on this moon, and the three of them entered the wrong one.
"Alright, witnessed it already, the Heavenly Que is nothing special!" Qin Ming said, leading the way out.
"Brother, we entered a fake Heavenly Que!" Xiao Wu was indignant, fuming.
Xiang Yiwu grinned bitterly, as a hundred-year-old grandma fairy wielding an iron rod vigorously smashed him, who could understand this taste, this Heavenly Que experience whom to complain about?
Wu Yaizu said, "The more I think about it, the angrier I get, didn’t experience the Heavenly Que’s mystery, and indirectly got a beating!"
Passing by Guanghan Palace, he couldn’t help stopping, thinking it was preferable to come here.
"We don’t have a reservation." Xiang Yiwu shook his head.
"Three esteemed guests, please come in," someone unexpectedly greeted.
Moreover, the attendant beaming with smiles, led them towards the Main Palace.
Wu Yaizu paused, saying, "Didn’t you say, only renowned figures are served there? Young prodigies must be in the Third Realm to enter, too many people have reservations."
Last time, they were blocked here, watching Pei Shuyan, Cui Chonghe and others, along with some Sun Elves entering the Guanghan Main Palace, while they were stopped outside.
"Today, are there any more dazzling young prodigies than the three of you, who consecutively defeated the Sun Elf Clan’s experts, indeed prodigious talents, even in the Second Realm surpassing the Immortal Seed."
A middle-aged woman came out smilingly, one of the heads here, lowering her posture, apologizing for last time, inviting them into the Guanghan Main Palace.
Inside there is the aroma of osmanthus, mist swirling, indeed imitating the mythological Guanghan Palace.
However, in Qin Ming’s view, it’s merely a place for drinking; after experiencing the Heavenly Que, he, Xiang Yiwu, and Xiao Wu were indifferent.
Today, they didn’t encounter any distressing situation, no elf servants unknowingly offering toasts, instead there was a noble lady who had someone deliver a bottle of good wine.
"Who?"
The attendant informed, "Daughter of Da Yu’s Marquis Wuping Pei Yan, who has potential for divinity."
Additionally, some people wanted to invite the three of them for a drink, for a private chat.
At this moment, the Sun Elf Clan received the news, someone immediately spoke, "They entered the Guanghan Palace, let’s go meet them, see how to resolve the Immortal Contract issue."
"Hopefully, they won’t make outrageous demands!"