513: Chapter 513 Chips

"The ten-thousand-year void azure stone marrow is in the Tianji Pavilion of the Central Continent." Master Xuan Heng dispersed the star map, and the hall returned to its dim state.

"The Tianji Pavilion is famous throughout the world for its divination. Their Disciples rarely go out, and they excel at deducing heavenly secrets and divining fortune and misfortune. This group of people is elusive and never easily trades with the outside world. I have no friendship with them."

Master Xuan Heng turned his head and looked at Su Ming.

"Therefore, you will have to find a way to obtain this final medicine yourself."

Su Ming's brow furrowed slightly. Go to the Central Continent? Cross the natural chasm to seek medicine from a super Sect famous for divination? The risks involved were simply immeasurable.

If he went, he might not even be able to enter the main gate, or he might be seen through by those old monsters who practiced divination.

Additionally, he didn't seem to have any chips on hand that could move the Tianji Pavilion.

Master Xuan Heng saw Su Ming's concerns, and a rare, extremely faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"You don't need to rush to the Central Continent." Master Xuan Heng sat down again. "As it happens, within our Cloud Hidden Sect, there is an Elder who came from the Tianji Pavilion in his early years and has countless old ties with them."

Su Ming's eyes lit up. "Within the Sect?"

"A leisurely Elder of the Outer Sect. You know his two Named Disciples." Master Xuan Heng picked up his teacup and gently blew on the floating tea leaves.

"Qingfeng and Mingyue."

Everything suddenly became clear in Su Ming's mind—that Outer Sect Elder who was never to be seen.

"Their Master, Immortal Master Xuan Ming." Master Xuan Heng put down his teacup. "Go and plead with him to see if he can step forward and request this ten-thousand-year void azure stone marrow from the Central Continent's Tianji Pavilion for you. As for what conditions he might set, that will depend on your own luck."

"This Disciple understands." Su Ming bowed deeply.

...

When he left the Star Pivot Hall, the morning mist had completely dispersed.

Sunlight pierced through the clouds at the top of the Formation Peak, spilling onto the grayish-blue stone steps and shimmering with golden light.

Su Ming walked down the steps one by one. Although his pace was steady, his brow was slightly furrowed. In his sleeve, the two jade boxes containing the peerless main medicines were heavy, as if weighing on his heart.

Ying poked its head out from the collar and shook its feathers. The pressure unintentionally released by high-level Cultivators in the Star Pivot Hall just now had made it feel very stifled.

Su Ming ignored Ying's movements and quickly sorted through the information he had just received in his mind.

"Master," Su Ming called out in his Sea of Consciousness.

Lin Yu's soul body slowly emerged within the xuantian ring, its luster a bit brighter than before. Clearly, he was also thinking of a countermeasure.

"Immortal Master Xuan Ming, from the Tianji Pavilion." Lin Yu's speaking speed became very slow. "Divination techniques are the most headache-inducing things in the Cultivation World. This group of people is always acting mysterious, emphasizing destiny and Karma in everything. When dealing with them, the most taboo things are lying and playing clever tricks, because every move you make—even whether you step out the door with your left or right foot first today—might be within their divination hexagrams."

Su Ming's expression darkened a bit more.

"In other words, any disguise might be seen through?"

"Not necessarily everything." Lin Yu paused. "The border guarding true seal on you, as well as my existence, are variables that far exceed his Realm. He won't be able to calculate them, but precisely because he can't, he will instead become extremely wary of you."

"People from the Tianji Pavilion value the exchange of interests and the balance of Karma most." Su Ming reached a fork in the road halfway down the mountain. Instead of heading toward his own Immortal Cave, he turned toward the direction of the Outer Sect's Purple Bamboo Sea.

"If he can calculate that I will come to plead with him for this matter, and if he agrees, he will certainly see me. He will also inevitably have calculated what he wants to take from me."

Lin Yu let out a low laugh from within the ring.

"Chips? You, a little fellow at the Foundation Establishment Stage, with nothing in your pocket but those tens of thousands of Spirit Stones and a bunch of Array Talismans—what else do you have that could catch the Dharma Eye of an Elder proficient in divination?"

Su Ming's pace did not stop, his gaze deep.

"That depends on what he wants. Without this medicine, my dao foundation cannot be repaired, and I will be stuck at Foundation Establishment for life. This medicine must be obtained."

Lin Yu stopped talking, his soul body floating up and down twice in the Void Realm.

"However, before that, I must first figure out his background," Su Ming added calmly. "Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you place your bets."

Half an hour later.

Su Ming's figure appeared at the edge of the Outer Sect's Purple Bamboo Sea.

Every bamboo here was as thick as a bowl, with faint Spiritual Qi flowing on the purple bamboo joints. Deep in the bamboo forest, several simple bamboo houses were faintly visible.

Su Ming arrived in front of the bamboo pavilion where Qingfeng and Mingyue usually received guests.

"Junior Martial Uncle Qingfeng, Junior Martial Uncle Mingyue," Su Ming called out loudly, standing outside the pavilion.

The wooden house door creaked open, and Qingfeng and Mingyue poked their heads out. Seeing it was Su Ming, warm smiles immediately appeared on their faces, and they quickly came out to greet him.

"Su Ming! How do you have the time to visit us?" Qingfeng led Su Ming into the pavilion to sit down.

Mingyue brought out a tea set and prepared to light a fire to brew tea.

Su Ming smiled and waved his hand, taking out an exquisite small jade jar from his Storage Pouch and gently placing it on the stone table.

"A few days ago, I went to the Beast Peak, and Senior Brother Second Senior Brother Qin Yi gave me some high-quality hundred flower spirit honey. I thought the taste was mellow and quite beneficial for nourishing the Meridians, so I thought of bringing some for you two Junior Martial Uncles to taste."

Qingfeng's eyes immediately lit up. Looking at the jade jar, he unconsciously swallowed.

"This... how can we accept this? Senior Brother is too kind." Although Qingfeng declined verbally, his hand was already reaching for the jade jar, somewhat out of control. They had savored that bit of spirit honey from last time for a full half-year.

"We're family, no need for formalities." Su Ming calmly pushed the jade jar over. "Actually, I came today to ask you two Junior Martial Uncles for some advice."

Qingfeng and Mingyue looked at each other and carefully put away the spirit honey.

"As long as it's something we know, we won't hide a thing," Qingfeng promised, patting his chest.

Su Ming picked up the coarse tea Mingyue had just poured and gently blew on the steam.

"I want to pay a visit to your Master, Immortal Master Xuan Ming. I wonder what the Elder's usual preferences or taboos are?"

Hearing this name, the smiles on Qingfeng and Mingyue's faces stiffened.

"Our Master?" Qingfeng gave a bitter smile and lowered his voice. "Su Ming, it's not that we're unwilling to say. Our Master's temper... is truly quite eccentric."