Chapter 407
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Chapter 407: Secret Vault of the Immortal Sword Sect
“Moon Goddess Palace?” Ye Yun raised his brow, a look of confusion flashing across his eyes.
“Surely you’ve heard of the Moon Goddess Palace, young master?” The shopkeeper’s expression shifted, his voice dropping to a whisper.
“Fool! The Moon Goddess Palace ranks among the Eight Major Sects—known to all under heaven!” The Ancestor of the Sword Path’s voice hissed directly into Ye Yun’s ear.
Ye Yun steadied himself. “Naturally, I’ve heard of it. I merely didn’t realize your ‘higher powers’ referred to them. Why would one of the Eight Major Sects meddle with minor factions?”
Old Cheng’s sly grin vanished. He inhaled deeply, his tone grave. “You speak truth. Normally, the Moon Goddess Palace wouldn’t interfere in Great Qin Empire’s trivial matters. But rumors claim the imperial family offered unimaginable treasures to secure their aid. Two Moon Goddess Palace saints—barely thirty years old—crushed the Immortal Sword Sect’s saints with ease. Their power defies comprehension.”
Ye Yun narrowed his eyes. He’d pieced together most of the Immortal Sword Sect’s millennium-old tragedy. Minor gaps in his knowledge mattered little now.
The priority was locating the Secret Vault where the sect’s dying saints had unleashed their final Great Technique. Its treasures and cultivation techniques could propel his cultivation forward—perhaps even straight into the Golden Core stage.
“Ancestor, I’ve grasped the broad strokes. Where do we seek your second soul?” Ye Yun whispered, suppressing his eagerness.
“My second soul is sealed somewhere within the Great Qin Empire’s royal court,” the Ancestor’s voice quivered with anticipation. “The exact location eludes me.”
Ye Yun frowned. “Can we narrow the search?”
“I’ll sense it within a hundred miles. The closer we get, the stronger the pull. We must reach the capital swiftly.”
Nodding imperceptibly, Ye Yun turned to Old Cheng. “A storyteller at Foundation Establishment stage four? Impressive.”
Old Cheng slammed his wine bowl down, thumping his chest. “Scholarship never hindered my cultivation!”
Ye Yun chuckled. “That silver tongue must’ve earned you plenty.”
“Ha!” Old Cheng refilled his Wine Gourd from the remaining jars—the unremarkable vessel swallowing more liquid than physically possible, revealing its nature as a Storage Treasure. “In the capital, they called me ‘The Oracle’! Everyone paid for my secrets—spirit stones, Celestial Techniques, cultivation manuals…”
Ye Yun’s eyes glinted. “Then why rot in this City of Rubble?”
Old Cheng’s smile turned bitter. “Fame attracted imperial attention. I refused their leash. Youthful pride brought persecution—seven cities later, here I am.”
“Shall we speak elsewhere?” Ye Yun gestured toward the inn’s depths.
The shopkeeper, recognizing secrecy, barked orders. “Little Cui! The Sky Suite!”
A nimble waiter led them through winding paths to a secluded courtyard. Ye Yun tossed him a top-grade spirit stone, earning profuse thanks before the servant scurried away.
Circling the room, Ye Yun laid subtle spatial arrays. Old Cheng’s eyes widened—all traces of his earlier vulgarity gone.
“Spatial arrays? At first-level Foundation Establishment?”
Ye Yun smiled. “You perceive more than most.”
“You’ve touched spatial laws?!” Old Cheng breathed.
“Barely.”
The storyteller paled. Such talent at this age? Unheard of!
Ye Yun waved dismissively. “These crude arrays simply ensure privacy.”
Old Cheng straightened. “What do you seek?”
“After their defeat,” Ye Yun leaned forward, “the Immortal Sword Sect’s saints fled with their vulnerable, pursued by sect elites. At the brink, they unleashed a Great Technique to escape—burying their Secret Vault for worthy successors. Truth or fiction?”
Old Cheng stiffened. “That… is a royal secret. Known to fewer than ten. How did you—”
Ye Yun cut him off. “Location. Where is it?”
Silence stretched. Finally, Old Cheng met his gaze.
“What’s my reward?”
