Chapter 457 455: The Secret of the Night Sea

Seeing Li Qiye remain silent, Huang Jiaofu grew anxious. He hurriedly wrung his hands and said, "Sir, as long as you put in a good word for me, I will repay you whether it succeeds or not. I know of a Divine Treasure in Fengdu City, one that contains a legendary Divine Object. If you'll just speak for me, Sir, I am willing to tell you the location of the Divine Treasure."

Hearing this, Qiu Rong Wanxue was moved. There were always legends about Divine Treasures and fabled Divine Objects in Fengdu City, but no one had ever heard of anyone actually obtaining one. Now, hearing it from Huang Jiaofu himself, it was surely no mistake.

"Huang Jiaofu, oh, Huang Jiaofu, you underestimate me far too much," Li Qiye said, shaking his head. "If I truly wanted to dig up treasures in Fengdu City, forget a Divine Treasure—I could even get my hands on a Mountain Treasure. As long as I wished it, there is nothing here I cannot obtain! Do you know why I helped that person get out of Fengdu City all those years ago? It wasn't for any other reason. It was because I appreciate talent!"

"I was foolish, I was foolish." Huang Jiaofu, embarrassed, hurriedly slapped his own face. "I shouldn't have judged a gentleman by my own petty standards."

"Alright, Huang Jiaofu, stop putting on an act for me. You think I don't know exactly what you're made of?" Li Qiye said with a wave of his hand.

"I know that you, Sir, are a Nine Heavens Immortal and wouldn't stoop to my level," Huang Jiaofu said. Realizing he had found the right person, he began to flatter Li Qiye profusely. "My admiration for you, Sir, is like a torrential river, flowing on and on, like the…"

Seeing Huang Jiaofu lay on the flattery so thick, Qiu Rong Wanxue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Still, her Young Master was indeed offering his help, so it wasn't surprising that Huang Jiaofu would be so effusive.

Li Qiye waved his hand, cutting off Huang Jiaofu's praise. "Alright, stop the flattery."

Huang Jiaofu gave an awkward laugh, wrung his hands, and watched Li Qiye cautiously. He was waiting for Li Qiye's answer.

Li Qiye fell silent. He understood that this matter would break some of Fengdu City's rules. Although Huang Jiaofu was different from the Mingdu Immortal Emperor back then, this sort of thing was ultimately not a good thing for Fengdu City.

Looking at the vibrant life in Huang Jiaofu's eyes, Li Qiye couldn't help but sigh inwardly. 'Huang Jiaofu is indeed a talent. Whether he's a man or a ghost, he's a promising seedling, a person with great perseverance. A truly relentless ghost!'

"I will speak to the Ancestor Flow Master about this. But not now. After I've taken care of a few things, I will put in a good word for you." In the end, Li Qiye agreed. He had helped the Mingdu Immortal Emperor back then, and today, he was willing to lend Huang Jiaofu a hand as well.

"Thank you, Sir! Whether it succeeds or not, I will forever engrave your great kindness, this grace of a new life, in my heart and never forget it for all eternity!" Huang Jiaofu prostrated himself, overcome with emotion.

Li Qiye waved his hand gently. "Forget it. Let's just call it fate. Once I've handled my own affairs, I'll go speak on your behalf. Whether it works out or not will depend on your own destiny."

"Just having you speak for me, Sir, is more than I could ask for. I will never dare to forget it," Huang Jiaofu said hurriedly. "May I ask where you are heading, Sir? If it is within Fengdu City, I am willing to serve you in any way I can!"

"The Night Sea. You want to go?" Li Qiye glanced at Huang Jiaofu with a leisurely smile.

"The Night Sea—" Huang Jiaofu jumped in fright. He gave an awkward laugh and said, "The Night Sea... well, I'm afraid I can't go there."

Li Qiye couldn't help but laugh. He said teasingly, "And here I thought you were willing to serve me, that you wouldn't hesitate even if it meant going through fire and boiling water."

"Sir, it's not that I'm unwilling," Huang Jiaofu said with a pained expression. "It's just… that place, the Night Sea, it's really not somewhere we can go."

"Why can't you Ghost Envoys go to the Night Sea? Is there a reason?" Qiu Rong Wanxue, who had been standing silently beside Li Qiye, couldn't help but ask, her curiosity piqued.

Huang Jiaofu gave a bitter smile. "For us Ghost Envoys, the Night Sea is a Forbidden Land. We can't go. To go there is to walk to one's death."

"But why not other places?" Qiu Rong Wanxue asked curiously.

Huang Jiaofu shook his head. "The Night Sea contains something that counters us. We can't go. If we do, it's not as simple as being suppressed—we could be annihilated completely, scattered like dust and smoke!"

"What about the Ferrymen?" Qiu Rong Wanxue was full of curiosity. "Why aren't the Ferrymen countered by it?"

"The Ferrymen are not the same kind as us Ghost Envoys. Although we are all in Fengdu City, the Ferrymen are completely different from us," Huang Jiaofu said.

"Not the same kind? You mean you're divided into factions?" Hearing this, Qiu Rong Wanxue's curiosity grew. She had always thought the Ferrymen and the Ghost Envoys were the same, both native residents of Fengdu City.

"I cannot speak of this." Huang Jiaofu shook his head. "Although I know a little about it, I cannot tell you, Madam. Please forgive me."

Upon hearing herself addressed as "Madam," Qiu Rong Wanxue's face instantly turned beet red, burning hot. She couldn't help but steal a glance at her Young Master, but Li Qiye remained perfectly calm and composed.

"Don't make things difficult for him over this question. Huang Jiaofu does indeed know a lot," Li Qiye said, shaking his head with a smile. "If he dared to speak about certain things, he would surely be annihilated by the Ancestral Stream."

"Sir is right, Sir is right. It's not that I'm unwilling to speak, it's just that Fengdu City has its own rules," Huang Jiaofu quickly agreed. He then scratched his head and said, "Although I wish to serve you, Sir, I… I really cannot accompany the Young Master to the Night Sea."

"Alright, I was just teasing you," Li Qiye said with a wave. "You couldn't help me where I'm going anyway. Just wait for my news. I will tell you if there's good news."

Gratefully, Huang Jiaofu bowed to Li Qiye again and again before finally leaving.

After Huang Jiaofu left, Qiu Rong Wanxue asked softly, "Young Master, why are we going to the Night Sea?"

"To take a look." Li Qiye smiled slightly. At this, he gazed into the distance and fell silent.

Qiu Rong Wanxue could sense that something was on Li Qiye's mind, though she had no way of knowing what it was. Regardless, she followed him in silence.

"Let's go. It's worth taking a look at the Night Sea," Li Qiye said at last with a sigh. He had already obtained the Key of the First Evil Tomb and could enter the tomb at any time, but he still wanted to go and see. The Ancestor Flow Master had his constraints. Regarding certain matters and certain things, as the master of the Ancestral Stream and the Guardian of Fengdu City, he had things to fear. If he went too far, he would inevitably attract that kind of Ghost.

It was inconvenient for the Ancestor Flow Master to go, and inconvenient for him to act. But for Li Qiye, it was convenient! This was also a way of doing some things on the Master's behalf.

Qiu Rong Wanxue followed Li Qiye toward the Night Sea. However, Li Qiye was clearly in no hurry to get there. He walked at a slow pace, seeming somewhat absent-minded. Qiu Rong Wanxue understood that her Young Master had something on his mind.

As Li Qiye led Qiu Rong Wanxue toward the Night Sea, they discovered many outside Cultivators also rushing in that direction. In fact, many young Cultivators had already arrived in Fengdu City, ten times more than usual.

Moreover, many of these young Cultivators came and went in a hurry, as if some major event had occurred. But then, Qiu Rong Wanxue recalled that the Night Sea had turned clear—that was indeed a major event.

"Yao Yun, Shuicang, Ze Di… people from the Great Teaching Territories of every region and domain have come." Qiu Rong Wanxue had been observing the hurried Cultivators and recognized the origins of some of the younger ones. She couldn't help but say this in surprise.

"That's not surprising. A world-shattering event is happening, something that's about to pierce the heavens. Just watch. When the First Evil Tomb opens, forget the Great Teaching Territories from every corner of the world—even those old geezers in the Ancestral Realm won't be able to sit still!" Li Qiye said coolly.

Hearing this, Qiu Rong Wanxue was startled and gasped. "The gods of the Ancestral Realm will descend as well?"

"The gods?" Li Qiye couldn't help but laugh. Shaking his head, he said, "Are they even worthy of being called gods? I can't deny that some old monsters do have the power to found kingdoms and achieve Divine Enthronement, but they are not gods! They are Ghosts!"

Qiu Rong Wanxue was startled again. She said softly, "Young Master, you can't say such things. The Ancestral Realm holds an unparalleled status in the entire Ghost Sacred Realm. If… if word of this gets out, I'm afraid you'll become an enemy to the entire Ghost Race of the Ghost Sacred Realm."

"Don't worry. A pack of Demonic Creatures is not worth my concern. Heh, I'm still waiting for that ghostly thing that's been buried for so long to crawl out," Li Qiye said nonchalantly.

Qiu Rong Wanxue sighed softly to herself and didn't try to persuade him further. However, her curiosity remained. "The Ancestral Realm shouldn't be able to descend, right? According to the rumors, it hasn't been long since the Ancestral Realm was last opened. It shouldn't be possible for it to open again within the next few decades."

"They will find a way," Li Qiye said. "Believe me, there will be those who can't sit still. Just watch. Some people are about to go berserk!"

Qiu Rong Wanxue secretly drew in a cold breath. 'The gods of the Ancestral Realm descending… just what would that look like!' Rumor had it that when Chan Yang was accepted as a successor back then, only one person had descended from the Ancestral Realm. At that time, countless members of the Ghost Race went to greet them, and the Emperor Immortal Gates were no exception. It was said that even the Ten Thousand Bones Throne had sent someone to welcome them!

'The gods descending…' At this thought, Qiu Rong Wanxue's heart trembled. 'Perhaps it's just as the Young Master said. Is this really going to be an event that pierces the heavens!'

Qiu Rong Wanxue didn't know what was about to happen, but she understood one thing: the heavens were about to change. A great event, far beyond her knowledge, was on the verge of unfolding!

In fact, news had already begun to spread the moment Li Qiye and Qiu Rong Wanxue entered the Ancestral Stream.