Sacred Sun City was vast, stretching over a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and the sound of people was deafening, with hundreds of thousands of human beings gathered in one place.
Qin Mu suppressed his aura, but did not hide his form. He leisurely made his way toward the gates of Sacred Sun City.
Though Sacred Sun City had now become the focal point of storms in the Eastern Wasteland, the city gates were wide open, with not even a single guard standing watch. In fact, there wasn't even one or two symbolic sentries stationed there.
The gates were open, allowing the human beings to freely come and go.
This was understandable, given that several major human forces from the Eastern Wasteland had gathered here. Who would be foolish enough to try causing trouble in such a situation? The moment they showed their face, they'd probably be crushed.
Thus, it was no surprise that the gates of Sacred Sun City had no guards.
As Qin Mu was about to step through the city gates and enter the city, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. His gaze shifted, as if he had discovered something of interest.
A short distance away, an elderly Daoist in robes was holding onto a young cultivator, seemingly in the midst of a heated conversation, spitting and gesturing with his hands as he persuaded the youth.
In the old Daoist's hand was an ancient scroll, and as he spoke, he gestured to the scroll, pointing to certain areas.
Before long, the young cultivator, after some persuasion, showed a look of hesitation but eventually took out several high-grade source stones, his eyes showing a hint of pain. In the end, he gritted his teeth and exchanged the source stones for the ancient scroll, hastily walking away.
Qin Mu couldn't help but smile.
Even without using his divine sense to eavesdrop, his intuition told him that this old Daoist probably wasn't a "good person."
When Qin Mu used his Immortal Spirit's Eye to look at the old Daoist, he was even more surprised.
What was this? An old Daoist? It was clearly a disguise!
Through the Immortal Spirit's Eye, nothing could escape Qin Mu's perception. The withered old Daoist image vanished, and in its place was a middle-aged Daoist, with a broad, muscular frame and a plump, round body. His face was flushed with color, and a sly, triumphant smile spread across his face.
This "old Daoist" was actually a middle-aged Daoist using shape-shifting techniques to deceive others.
If Qin Mu hadn't had the Immortal Spirit's Eye, he might have been fooled. The impressive nature of this middle-aged Daoist's transformation was evident.
However, what this person did had nothing to do with Qin Mu, so he decided to ignore it. He turned to continue his way into the city.
Just as he took a few steps, he suddenly had to stop.
A kind-faced elderly Daoist stood before him, looking at Qin Mu with a warm, peaceful gaze.
"Vast Heaven Venerable! Young man, please, wait."
The old Daoist bowed and then spoke in a mysterious tone:
"I am Duan Yunsheng, the Daoist title is Vast. I have a great opportunity here, one that I have been waiting for, hoping for the arrival of someone fated. And today, I have finally waited for you. Last night, I did a divination, and it foretold that I would meet this fated person today. Upon seeing you, young friend, I feel an instant connection. I believe that the person I was waiting for is you."
His voice was ethereal, full of mystery, sounding very much like a charlatan.
Qin Mu couldn't help but laugh. This guy was trying to deceive him too?
Indeed, the elderly Daoist who had just appeared in front of Qin Mu was none other than the same middle-aged Daoist who had disguised himself as the old man to fool others!
He had just blended into the crowd to change his appearance, and now he was back out again, trying to deceive people.
Qin Mu didn't respond. He simply smiled and watched him, curious to see what the man would say next.
Seeing that Qin Mu wasn't showing any sign of interest, Duan Yunsheng didn't get discouraged. He had seen this kind of situation many times.
But in the end, what happened? Each time, they would still fall for it, and drink the footbath water of this old man. He chuckled to himself.
"Young friend, I know you have doubts, but fear not. Allow me to explain everything to you carefully."
Duan Yunsheng spoke, casting a cautious glance around to ensure no one was watching. Once he confirmed that no one was paying attention, he carefully pulled out an "ancient scroll" from his robes.
He then led Qin Mu to a less conspicuous area, carefully unrolling the scroll and revealing its contents to Qin Mu.
Qin Mu looked closely. The ancient scroll was old and worn, inscribed with geographical features and strange symbols.
It looked like... a treasure map?
"Young friend, do you know what this ancient scroll records?"
Duan Yunsheng spoke mysteriously, lowering his voice.
"I'll tell you, this scroll records a great opportunity, a vast and extraordinary one!"
"To be honest, I almost lost my life to obtain this scroll. I tried to decipher its secrets to gain this great fortune, but in the end, when I reached the location described by the scroll, I only caught a distant glimpse of the place, and immediately, I felt a great sense of danger."
"I knew that this opportunity wasn't meant for me. If I had forced it, I would have faced great peril. But for years, I haven't stopped studying the scroll."
"You see, the mountains and rivers depicted on the scroll, don't they look like sleeping dragons lying across the land?"
"Look here, in the center of the scroll, there's a sacred mountain. The rivers and mountains all point to this location, forming a scene of ten thousand dragons bowing in worship. The sacred mountain at the center is where this opportunity is hidden…"
"And, do you know where that powerful existence, the one who shocked the Eastern Wasteland, went after appearing? I'll tell you—it went to this place where ten thousand dragons worship!"
"That day, I watched from a distance. I saw a figure carrying immense pressure descend from the sky and step onto that sacred mountain where the ten thousand dragons were bowing…"
Duan Yunsheng spoke endlessly, weaving tales from the movements of mountains and rivers to the recent appearance of the perfected Saint Body.
Each sentence seemed to have a logical explanation, almost convincing. Even Qin Mu couldn't help but feel impressed.
This guy really had a knack for deception. His lies were so well-crafted that it was no wonder the young cultivator had seemed so tempted before.
Perhaps, he too had fallen for this man's scheming words.
However...
Qin Mu continued to look at the ancient scroll, deep in thought.
The Daoist was certainly a swindler, but there was one thing he hadn't lied about.
The geography and rivers depicted on the scroll did indeed seem to contain the hidden forces of heaven and earth.
If such a place truly existed in reality, perhaps it could become the location for his next secret realm?
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