Chapter 372: Seal (1/2)

“Aaaaaah…” a long, nasally yawn followed; it sounded like a girl stretching lazily after a catnap.

“Violetgrave!” Lu Yun’s eyes lit up. “Have you slept enough?”

“No…” Violetgrave murmured in a distinctly languid, coquettish sort of way. “I sensed... someone familiar. I… just wanted a look.”

“Someone familiar? Who?” Lu Yun blinked. He scanned his surroundings, but only saw the watchful silently Situ Zong nearby. There was no one else.

“I woke up… late. He left already.” Violetgrave yawned again, her voice growing fainter and fainter. “Oh well… ‘m goin’… back to bed.”

“Hold on!” Lu Yun cut in hurriedly. “There’s a secret realm here, can you find it for me?”

Hum...

In the next moment, the sword in his hands discharged a ray of hazy violet. It sliced across what seemed to be empty space, revealing an enormous dimensional fissure before him.

“Ah, you got it. Thanks!” The young man’s gratitude went unanswered; Violetgrave had already gone back to sleep.

“That ‘someone familiar’… could it be Qi Hai, or the other person latched onto his spirit?” Lu Yun frowned slightly, but promptly stepped into the fissure. Now wasn’t the time for such deliberations.

“Look! Lu Yun’s found a completely new secret realm. There must be valuable treasure inside!”

“Come, let’s follow him!” The immortals who’d been keeping an eye on Lu Yun all this time were quite excited. They tried to stay on the young man’s heels, but Situ Zong and the cannon he carried stood in their way as a powerful deterrent. When the old man pointed its barrel at them, their faces colored in instinctive fear.

“Let those suicidal fools come in, Situ,” Lu Yun said, noticing the goings-on outside.

Nodding in deference, Situ Zong leaned to the side to permit passage.

……

The young man ignored the would-be freeloaders, focusing intently on the Dragonsearch Invocation to lead him to the Skydragon and Skyphoenix pearls.

But…

There were no tombs to be found here.

No… hmm... they shouldn’t be inside a tomb…

The pearls are treasures created by a dragon and phoenix above the dao immortal realm. If they were buried anywhere, they should’ve been with the burial mounds out there.

A sparkling coin appeared in his hand: the Treasurefall Coin.

He’d stuck it on the Fire Parasol Tree earlier, but the coin had fled back to him when the illusion was dispelled by the ghost tree. As soon as he produced the coin, it floated into the air. However, something seemed to trouble it from there on. It fluttered left, then right, uncertain of which direction to go.