Chapter 530 540: Fortuitous Opportunity

At that moment, Hua Lie walked up again and began drinking heartily with the crowd.

People chatted and laughed, and the scene was bustling with excitement.

"Wen Qingye, it's been several months since we parted at the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele. Have you been well?"

Su Qingyun walked to Wen Qingye's side, glancing at the three women beside him—Yann Chuxue, Mo Qing, and Yum Baobao—before speaking with a smile.

Wen Qingye glanced at Su Qingyun and the man beside her, Su Ding. Su Qingyun's cultivation had now reached the Destruction Realm Third Heaven, while Su Ding, standing behind her, had reached the Destruction Realm Fourth Heaven.

He recalled that back then, when Wen Qingye was only at the Yin-Yang Realm Seventh Heaven, Su Qingyun had already reached the Ninth Heaven of the same realm. Now, Wen Qingye had broken through to the Seventh Heaven of the Destruction Realm, while Su Qingyun had advanced to the Destruction Realm Third Heaven.

This showed just how much Wen Qingye's cultivation had advanced in a short time, progressing by leaps and bounds.

It was clear that Wen Qingye had already distinguished himself among those of the same Bone Age.

Wen Qingye smiled and nodded at the two. "It's been a while. The progress both of you have made in your cultivation is truly astounding. Congratulations."

Su Qingyun's eyes narrowed slightly as she stared intently at Wen Qingye. "Some time ago, I heard that you defeated Cai Tianyuan, the Chief Disciple of the Three Realms Sect. His cultivation is at the Destruction Realm Ninth Layer Heaven, is it not?"

Su Ding also stared at Wen Qingye without blinking, seemingly trying to discern something from his expression, but he was left disappointed.

Wen Qingye simply smiled faintly. "It was just a stroke of luck."

Su Qingyun nodded, as she had some understanding of Wen Qingye's temperament. Then, she said with a low laugh, "If you have the time, we should consider cooperating. For instance, our Great Daoist Mansion could provide the Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, you could refine them into pills, and we could split the final products."

Wen Qingye's interest was piqued. He nodded and said, "Alright. As long as you provide the Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, I guarantee you'll be satisfied with the results."

If they went ahead with this, Wen Qingye would only need to casually refine some pills. Not only would he get a share of the results, but he would also form a bond with the Great Daoist Mansion. The benefits of such an alliance were immeasurable.

Su Qingyun and Su Ding nodded in satisfaction, then departed.

Seeing the people from the Great Daoist Mansion leave, Su Zixin of the Jade Maiden Sect grew eager. Just as she was about to walk over, she saw a young man and a sloppy old man approach Wen Qingye to chat. She couldn't help but roll her eyes. 'I guess I'll just give up,' she thought.

"Brother Wen! You still remember me, I hope?" Jun Buwu cupped his fists and nodded toward Wen Qingye.

How could Wen Qingye not recognize the man with such a distinctive hat and attire? It was Jun Buwu. But it was the old man beside him who truly startled Wen Qingye. 'This man's cultivation is terrifying. Shoujing, Meng Yiyu, and Jin the Third are probably no match for him. This elder is no simple character.'

"Ah, Brother Jun. How could I forget the tremendous help you offered back in the Glazed Ancient Country?"

Just as Jun Buwu was about to continue the pleasantries, the sloppy old man beside him cut in impatiently, "Alright, alright, Jun Buwu, you brat, enough with the nonsense. Wen Qingye, I'm offering you a great opportunity. Do you want it or not?"

Wen Qingye asked, "An opportunity? What kind of opportunity?"

The sloppy old man fiddled with his fingernails and spoke slowly. "You've heard of the Tomb Guarding Sect, I assume? It's said that the Immortal Coffin has been acting up recently—a violent disturbance. The aura inside is in turmoil. This sort of thing happens from time to time, but this one is particularly severe. They've already invited disciples from Baoling Temple and the Daoist School of Non-action to help suppress it. And this time, the Immortal Coffin's unrest has triggered an exceptionally massive sandstorm."

"A sandstorm?" Wen Qingye's brows knit together.

Jun Buwu nodded from the side. "That's right. An Evil Land is bound to appear within the sandstorm. Inside that Evil Land, you might find a Nascent Vein Flower. Furthermore, countless corpses will resurface, and on them will be a great number of Sumeru Mustard Seed rings. None of these people were weak when they were alive, and their Sumeru Mustard Seeds hold the treasures they collected over a lifetime. This represents a vast wealth of cultivation resources."

The Nascent Vein Flower was a treasure that embodied all the Five Elements Attributes, which was precisely what Wen Qingye needed to make further progress in his Five Elements Body Refining Technique. It was also a treasure capable of repairing meridians. While it might not be able to completely heal Wen Qingye's meridians, it could definitely halt their deterioration.

Jun Buwu gave a dry laugh and added slowly, "But this sandstorm is incredibly dangerous. Even hardened desperadoes are unwilling to venture inside…."

Wen Qingye's eyes narrowed slightly. 'Of course I know it's incredibly dangerous.'

Wen Qingye looked at the sloppy elder before him and asked, "And why, Senior, are you telling me this?"

The sloppy elder mulled it over for a moment, then looked at Wen Qingye seriously. "I can give you the most accurate map of the Desert North to help you get into the Evil Land. I can also protect you and ensure your safety along the way. But in return, I want you to bring a certain body out of the Evil Land for me."

Hearing the elder's words, Wen Qingye's mind raced. 'The Evil Land must be filled with a massive amount of Evil Qi. If I can get my hands on the Qilin Fire from the Dayan Dynasty first, then the Evil Land will be no problem at all. Not only could I obtain the Nascent Vein Flower, but the Sumeru Mustard Seeds from countless Martial Artists would also be within my grasp.'

The sloppy elder watched Wen Qingye with an expectant expression. Although the venture was incredibly dangerous and most people would refuse, both he and Jun Buwu believed this was a great opportunity for Wen Qingye. If his ruptured meridians could be healed, his future would change dramatically.

"Alright, I accept," Wen Qingye said with a smiling nod.

Hearing Wen Qingye's reply, the sloppy elder's expression relaxed. He clapped Wen Qingye on the shoulder, overjoyed. "Good lad! Decisive. If you succeed, I'll owe you a favor. Just wait for my signal. We'll pick the perfect time to make our move."

Jun Buwu also smiled. "See? I told you Brother Wen wouldn't pass up an opportunity like this."

Having received Wen Qingye's answer, the old and young pair leisurely returned to their seats.

Yum Baobao said worriedly, "That Evil Land sounds really dangerous. Brother Wen, are you really going to go?"

"Yes. Where there is crisis, there is also opportunity," Wen Qingye affirmed with a nod.

Yann Chuxue gazed at Wen Qingye's calm profile. She knew that behind those eyes, his heart must hold a great deal of suffering, but he was never willing to speak of it.

Reserved yet magnanimous, calm and composed, as if he had everything under control, yet without any intimidating aura. He was as vast, as steady, and as gentle as the ocean—this was the impression Wen Qingye gave her.

Yann Chuxue couldn't help but think, 'I don't ask for anything else. I just wish you would tell me whatever is on your mind.'

"Everyone, please quiet down!"

Just then, Gu Yifeng slowly rose to his feet.