Watching Master Heaven-Secrets grab the wine jug and pour it straight into his mouth, Ian Song mused to himself. Back in the Xianxia World, the old man had always seemed unfathomable, and even now in the Immortal World, Ian still couldn’t see through his cultivation.
Could he be an Ancestral Immortal? Ian wondered silently.
After downing three jugs of fine wine in a row, Master Heaven-Secrets casually wiped the wine from his lips and started in on the dishes laid out on the table.
In no time, all ten jugs of wine and the entire table of food had disappeared into the old man’s belly.
He patted his stomach and flashed a satisfied grin. "Finally had my fill!"
"How's Hannah Murong these days?"
Ian suddenly asked.
"Hannah Murong? Never heard of her!"
Master Heaven-Secrets started playing dumb again.
Ian just smiled and asked again, "Senior, do you have any advice for a junior like me?"
"One hundred million immortal stones!"
Master Heaven-Secrets reached out his hand to Ian.
Ian couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time—Master Heaven-Secrets was still as money-grubbing as ever.
Ian took out a Storage Ring and placed it in his hand: "There are a billion immortal stones in here! If you run out, you can come ask me for more!"
Hehe! I don’t eat charity handouts!
Master Heaven-Secrets pocketed the Storage Ring, his face full of pride as he spoke.
He immediately fixed Ian with a long stare, then said, "Kid, you’re a magnet for trouble. You’ve just arrived in the Immortal World and already offended so many people. Listen to me: don’t go in that direction, or it’ll be nine deaths out of ten!"
As he spoke, Master Heaven-Secrets pointed in a certain direction—the direction of Greenvine City.
Ian’s heart sank. The native Immortal clans were using the lives of ordinary ascenders as leverage, just to force him to show himself. Greenvine City was almost certainly covered in a heaven-net, waiting for him to walk right in.
Ian was furious at the native clans’ methods, but he wasn’t the type to let others control him. He wouldn’t knowingly rush to his death.
Will the Ascender Alliance’s reputation be affected?
Definitely!
But would he sacrifice himself for the Ascender Alliance’s reputation?
If he really did that, he’d be an idiot. So even without Master Heaven-Secrets’s warning, he wouldn’t go to Greenvine City.
He’d already made up his mind: if the native Immortal clans killed innocent ascenders to force him out, he’d retaliate by slaughtering native Immortals—let’s see who’s more ruthless.
Suddenly, as Ian was lost in thought, he looked up and realized Master Heaven-Secrets had disappeared. He hadn’t noticed at all when the old man left.
Ian didn’t worry about it—if the old man went out of his way to warn him, he clearly meant no harm. He was just curious: which faction did Master Heaven-Secrets really belong to?
Was it the Eight Immortal Domains? The Thirty-Six Cave-Heavens? Or the Seventy-Two Blessed Lands?
Just as Ian was wondering, in an ordinary courtyard somewhere in the city, Master Heaven-Secrets reappeared.
Inside the courtyard stood a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in white, her expression icy cold. If Ian were here, he’d recognize her as Hannah Murong from the Xianxia World.