The medicine is called "Fairy Dance"!
The name sounds beautiful, but those who know it are terrified. It's a deadly poison, incredibly precious, and legendary. Legend says that once poisoned, one will truly dance until death
, never to wake again.
Qin Chuan, upon hearing this, could no longer remain indifferent. After all, Wu Mang had helped him, and regardless of the reason, now that the opportunity had arrived, he naturally had to repay it.
He didn't like owing others unless it was impossible to repay, like Chu Shi Qingzhu. The debt Qin Chuan owed her was, frankly, impossible to repay.
Some might say it's a life for a life—you save my life, I save yours, isn't that repayment?
But it's not like that. It's said that a drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of gratitude. Qin Chuan's entire family owed their lives to Chu Shi Qingzhu, and it was because of her help that Qin Chuan is who he is today.
Of course, it depends on the person. Some people can repay any favor, even a great favor can become a sin, a debt of gratitude can turn into enmity.
There are countless examples like this. The debt of gratitude is too great to repay, causing a deep unease, a constant feeling that everything one has is given to them by someone else.
Therefore, to eliminate this feeling, one must make the person they owe disappear.
Qin Chuan, of course, wouldn't have such thoughts. His decades of toil—what an ordinary person would call half a lifetime of toil—is all because of Chu Shiqingzhu.
This ethereal woman is his faith, his spiritual sanctuary, whom he cannot bear to desecrate. Although they share a close bond, like lovers, like family, Qin Chuan himself isn't entirely sure what their relationship truly is.
Perhaps they are lovers, or perhaps more like family.
Coming to his senses, Qin Chuan went to find Wu Mang; time was of the essence.
The scenery of Mingyue Palace was breathtaking, truly like a fairyland, with many places filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, pavilions and towers, and exquisitely carved railings.
The air was intoxicating, fragrant and delightful. The disciples of Bright Moon Palace, each of noble status, wore joyful expressions, gathered in small groups. Some even greeted their senior brothers and sisters respectfully, to which the senior brothers and sisters responded with haughty nods.
That sense of superiority seemed to be the greatest pillar supporting their lives, a kind of faith, a kind of brilliance.
But they were unaware that disaster was imminent, a sharp sword hanging overhead, ready to fall and kill them at any moment.
Qin Chuan shook his head and walked along the clean avenue towards a building in Bright Moon Palace.
The Moon-Gazing Platform!
This wasn't a platform, but a building. Judging from the name, it should be very tall, but it wasn't tall at all; in fact, it could be said to be quite short.
This was Wu Mang's residence. Seeing Qin Chuan arrive, Wu Mang was surprised. Qin Chuan didn't waste any words and said directly, "Fifth Brother, take me to see the Palace Master. It will be too late if we're late."
Wu Mang's expression changed, but without asking any questions, he simply said one word: "Okay!"
Wu Mang walked quickly without asking any further questions, and Qin Chuan didn't say anything either, but followed Wu Mang swiftly forward.
The path twisted and turned, like a maze, but in Qin Chuan's eyes, it was utterly insignificant, too simple. It was indeed an array, a rather good one.
Hmm, something's not right?
Qin Chuan suddenly realized something was amiss.
Because this pentagram wasn't actually a pentagram. At that moment, the pentagram turned and smiled at Qin Chuan: "How did you see through it?"
Qin Chuan thought things were simple, but now it seemed more complicated than he'd imagined. The pentagram had been "switched"?
Bang!
Divine Strike!
Qin Chuan attacked directly. This "pentagram" was also at the Void Realm, so Qin Chuan wasn't afraid at all. However, there was no time to entangle with it now.
The Divine Strike was just a facade. Qin Chuan was powerful now, but against this person, it would be difficult for him to kill instantly on his own.
Therefore, Qin Chuan summoned Dragon Baby. The Divine Strike was just a deception; the real trump card was Dragon Baby.
The "pentagram's" expression of surprise became eternal. He never expected that this unassuming young man could kill him instantly.
Qin Chuan peeled a delicate mask off the man's face. It was made of real human skin, its craftsmanship appalling.
Otherwise, Qin Chuan wouldn't have discovered it so soon; he had been too careless, preoccupied with other matters, and thus overlooked it.
This formation was a hidden location set up by the Yan Yang Sect, who had infiltrated the Bright Moon Palace. Perhaps it was a gathering point, allowing direct teleportation to the Yan Yang Sect.
To Qin Chuan, this formation seemed insignificant, but in reality, it was quite powerful. Its greatest strength lay in its concealment; it was difficult to detect, even for master formation experts. The difficulty wasn't in breaking the formation, but in its concealment. If you couldn't detect it, no matter how sophisticated the formation was, it was useless.
After disposing of the corpse, Qin Chuan didn't break the formation. Perhaps this was a breakthrough point. He now needed to stop Wu Mang and the Bright Moon Palace Master from using the Immortal Dance as soon as possible.
Once the Immortal Dance was used, Qin Chuan didn't think he could undo it. The continent was full of wondrous things. Qin Chuan possessed some considerable abilities, but that didn't mean he could accomplish everything.
The gathering of the Bright Moon Palace's high-ranking members must be in the conference hall, since the person administering the medicine is a member of the Bright Moon Palace's elite.
Qin Chuan quickened his pace and arrived at the conference hall, letting out a sigh of relief as some elders, protectors, and other high-ranking members were already entering, talking amongst themselves.
Wu Mang was also there and immediately spotted Qin Chuan. Wu Mang was startled, then smiled and approached, "Brother Qin!"
Qin Chuan thought for a moment and said, "Fifth Brother, do you know about the Immortal Dance?"
Qin Chuan spoke softly, only the two of them could hear.
Upon hearing this, Wu Mang's expression changed drastically. Qin Chuan knew Wu Mang knew, so he said, "The Flame Sun Sect has made its move. Today, Elder Song Yun will administer the Immortal Dance to everyone."
Wu Mang's expression shifted again and again. He trusted Qin Chuan completely and had no doubts. He nodded, "Brother Qin, thank you. I'm going to see my father."
"Fifth Brother, perhaps some things should be handled more tactfully," Qin Chuan reminded him.
"I understand," Wu Mang cupped his hands and said earnestly.
Qin Chuan nodded, wondering whether he should stay. Shouldn't the Yan Yang Sect, using the Immortal Dance, normally just overwhelm the Ming Yue Palace?
Could it be that the Yan Yang Sect isn't a match for the Ming Yue Palace? No,
that doesn't make sense!
Perhaps they don't want casualties, since there are other sects around besides the Ming Yue Palace. If they engage the Ming Yue Palace and suffer heavy losses, they'll be like the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
He decided to stay and see how things went. Perhaps he'd be lucky today, and a single battle would decide the outcome, allowing him to leave.
The Ming Yue Palace could then allow him to leave and travel to the true Nine Heavens.