Lan Yuehai
Chapter 59: Lan Yuehai
"What's wrong, Xu Mo? Your focus is lacking. Are you thinking about something?" Elder Long had set up a table and a wooden seat crafted from the log of a large tree. He sat comfortably, enjoying a cup of freshly brewed tea. Xu Mo, meanwhile, was busy punching a thick sheet of metal. However, he was using his left hand this time, as his right hand still ached. Elder Long had advised him to avoid using his right hand for a few weeks, warning that overexertion could lead to permanent damage.
Sigh—
Xu Mo nodded in response, though his grip on the pen was shaky. His hand had been affected by the strain, but he still managed to write, albeit with wobbly handwriting: [I'm just not in the mood today.] The note was short, as the pain in his hand made it difficult to write more.
Xu Mo glanced at the thick sheet of metal, which now bore two fist prints—one deeper than the other. He scribbled another note in his notebook: [Elder Long, can I go home early today? I promise I'll practice extra hard tomorrow.]
"Hmm… Alright," Elder Long replied after a moment of consideration. "But remember, you should strive to break through more realms of Qi Condensation quickly. Even if you're not participating in any immediate challenges, you must understand that one should only depend on their own strength. What if, one day, the sect faces a great predicament? You might have to fight or flee, depending on the situation. Strength is your greatest ally."
Elder Long offered his advice, and a few seconds later, both he and Xu Mo vanished from their spot.
Unbeknownst to them, someone had been spying on their conversation—Lan Yuehai, the aunt of Jin Meiyu.
Lan Yuehai was a woman of striking presence, her beauty refined yet carrying an air of quiet authority. Her long, dark blue hair cascaded like flowing water, shimmering with hints of silver under the light, reminiscent of the calm depths of an endless sea. Her sharp, ice-blue eyes held a deep, unreadable wisdom, as if she could pierce through the hearts of those before her.
She was dressed in elegant yet practical robes, adorned with intricate patterns resembling waves and clouds—a testament to her high status and mastery over her cultivation. Though she moved with grace, there was an undeniable strength in her posture, one that spoke of countless battles fought and won.
Her expression was often calm, yet beneath it lay a sharpness that could command the winds and waves with a single glance. Whether she stood in silence or spoke, Lan Yuehai's presence was one that could not be ignored.
Jin Meiyu had asked her aunt to find the person named Xu Mo. She had noticed Elder Long venturing out under the cover of night. At first, she hadn't thought much of it, but after observing that he followed the same pattern every time—first visiting the Outer Sect and then flying to the backside of the Hidden Dragon Sect's mountain—she grew curious.
Today, she had decided to uncover who was important enough to warrant the head elder's daily excursions. Using her enhanced vision, she observed from a distance as Elder Long took a disciple from the Outer Sect with him—a young man with one hand bandaged.
The most shocking revelation was that the head elder was making this disciple, who was only at the third level of Qi Condensation, soak in expensive and rare medicinal baths. Afterward, he was instructed to punch the Primordial Gate Metal—a material of legendary significance. No one knew its exact origins, but it was typically found in secret realms within more powerful regions. Like the Talent Stone, it was a relic of immense value, though the Talent Stone was far older. Its history was so ancient that it could no longer be traced, and strangely, it was evenly distributed throughout the world, as far as Lan Yuehai had traveled.
The Primordial Gate Metal was no ordinary sheet of metal. Ten feet wide and forged from the essence of the world's untamed forces, it was a relic that separated the extraordinary from the merely gifted. It bore no inscriptions, no divine runes, nor did it emit the slightest trace of spiritual energy—yet, it was an enigma even to the most learned cultivators.
Legends spoke of its origins, dating back to an ancient era when the strongest warriors walked the land, and one's fate was determined by the strength of their very foundation. Unlike traditional tests of talent, which measured one's affinity with the elements or the density of spiritual energy within their dantian, the Primordial Gate Metal judged something far rarer—the existence of an awakened extra meridian beyond the twelve standard meridians.
To an ordinary cultivator, no matter how refined their technique or monstrous their talent, the metal was as unyielding as the firmament itself. They could strike it a hundred times, a thousand times, wearing their fists to the bone, but it would remain unscathed—mocking them with its absolute resilience. Yet, for those who had awakened an extra meridian, the experience was entirely different. The moment their strike connected, the metal trembled, resonating with something deep within them. A single punch—perhaps two—would be enough to shatter a hole clean through its surface.
This was the mark of an existence beyond the ordinary. A cultivator who could achieve this was destined for something greater, their body carrying the potential for techniques and power that defied common understanding. It was said that those who passed this test were not just strong but chosen—individuals whose very presence could shift the tides of fate.
And so, the Primordial Gate Metal stood within the sect, untouched by time, waiting patiently for the next name to be carved into history. Many believed that the metal might contain an extraordinary inheritance from an ancient being. Others speculated that the "Gate" in its name hinted at a greater purpose—that by collecting all its pieces and reassembling them, one could open the gates to the Upper Realm. After all, as the saying goes, "There is no smoke without fire."
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