Night Without End

The elder from the Cui Family came against the wind and snow, handed a brocade box to Cui Chonghe, and then hurriedly left.

Qin Ming withdrew his gaze and quietly stood by the lakeside.

Is the Cui Family bringing the silk scripture to trade with the people of Pugong Country?

This is something Qin Ming cannot tolerate. Although he already has the complete true scripture, it is the only item his grandfather left him and must not fall into the hands of outsiders.

He believes the Cui Family wouldn't dare to openly trade since Lu Zizai once personally visited them.

This time, the Cui Family is most likely communicating with someone privately, secretly "appreciating" the scripture meaning with each other.

But they should not, for their own selfish gain, casually use others' cherished items as bargaining chips, offering others' treasures self-righteously.

"Qin Ming, who had disappeared for a long time, appeared again!"

Someone noticed the tall figure by the shore and recognized him as the popular figure of the Newborn Road a while ago.

Soon, the news spread.

On the banks of Spirit Lake, many people turned their heads, and some quickly gathered around.

"Brother Ming, let's go, it's time to board the boat." Wu Yaizu said, as a small boat slowly approached the shore to take them to the vast expanse of the lake's center.

"Hmm, Qin Ming actually came?"

Rui City, the capital of the nation, naturally has a base for the Cui Family. Here experts are stationed, and several elders heard this news and couldn't help but frown.

Lu Zizai once demanded the silk scripture for Qin Ming, and the Cui Family couldn't keep delaying. This time they wanted to make reasonable use before returning it.

The Cui Family had just sent the silk scripture over, and now the rightful owner appeared?

Can they still smoothly turn waste into treasure, exchanging for the true scripture that Cui Chonghe needed, making the best use of everything?

"It's fine, it's a private transaction, he won't know." said an expert from the Cui Family.

Others pondered for a while and also felt it wasn't a big problem since they weren't openly discussing the scripture.

Besides, Qin Ming had only seen the silk scripture in his youth; over a decade had passed, how could he possibly remember it?

In fact, some of the Cui Family's experts thought that even if they leafed through the book in front of Qin Ming, he might not notice anything.

They naturally didn't know how amazing Qin Ming was during his rebirth in the First Realm, with childhood scenes reappearing vividly before him.

"Alright, let's make use of waste for the last time, and quickly return it afterwards. It's not realistic to keep him without true scripture for practice."

In the deep winter, where snow covered everything, the Spirit Lake in Rui City was vibrant with life. In addition to schools of Dragon Carp, colorful shells emerged on the water surface, revealing various treasure beads inside to the sound of tinkling zither music.

In the center of Spirit Lake, the gathering place, that gold-inlaid painted large ship, was like a castle, very magnificent, and many people had already boarded the ship.

"Brother Qin, where have you been recently? Almost out of touch." Tang Xumi greeted with a smile on the deck.

Qin Ming replied, "Traveling between places, the Newborn Road is too difficult. Only through hard cultivation and practicing skills is there hope for breakthroughs."

"You're too modest." Tang Xumi shook his head.

In a moment, several acquaintances approached, with Pei Shuyan, Zhuo Qingming, and others coming over to chat amiably at the bow of the ship.

Qin Ming noticed the white-robed girl Luo Yao from the Immortal Soil and asked with a smile, "Where's your sister?"

"She's in seclusion."

"Jiang Ran hasn't arrived, yet you boarded the ship." Just one sentence from Qin Ming made the white-robed girl puff her cheeks, wanting to punch him.

"Hmph!" She turned her face black, showing him the back of her head, and turned to walk toward the stern of the ship.

In the distance, some unfamiliar young people looked towards Qin Ming, all with surprise, then they smiled and nodded at this side.

Qin Ming already knew who they were, people like Feng Qi Wu and Lu Wei from Pugong Country.

Even though some people looked ordinary, they exuded extraordinary aura, flowing with Tao rhythm, merging with the large ship and Spirit Lake.

"You've interacted with them before; you've conversed more than once, haven't you? How do you feel?" Qin Ming inquired.

Zhuo Qingming said, "They are quite remarkable, like that Xie Lin; worthy of being the descendant of an Earth Immortal, both his comprehension and strength are unfathomable."

Pei Shuyan also spoke, "If there is such a creature as a True Dragon in the world, then Jian Huaidao should be counted as someone close to a dragon, unfathomable."

Qin Ming did not expect these two self-confident Immortal Seeds to give such high praise to these Outer Domain visitors, somewhat beyond his expectations.

Zhuo Qingming's expression turned solemn, "We suspect it might be due to their bloodline; they received 'gifts' from their ancestors."

Xie Lin is an Earth Immortal's descendant; if he could "inherit" some special powers from his family, his talent would naturally be terrifyingly high.

Qin Ming was astonished. In Ye State, strong families indeed easily produce geniuses, but it hadn't reached the level of a "bloodline theory."

It now seems that once someone reaches the Earth Immortal level, the "influence" on descendants is significant.

Qin Ming nodded, "No wonder, when mentioning them, one must add the prefix, the descendants of Earth Immortals seem quite extraordinary."

"Qin Ming, on this road of rebirth, you might have a competitor." The purple-clad Luo Jingxiao was also on the ship.

He came over and said, "That Mu Yunzhou seems to have mastered the Chaos Force, and he has a complete Taoist lineage behind him."

Pei Shuyan nodded, "Really unexpected that this lineage still has a heritage in distant lands, and seemingly renowned in Pugong."

It is unbelievable to them that one of the sources of the Silk Scripture still exists in the world, almost considered a living saint.

Soon after, Cui Chonghe boarded the ship, dressed in white, appearing elegant yet transcendental, with an innate close-to-immortal aura.

Qin Ming immediately looked toward him, and then, directly stepped forward.