Within the Yin Yang Gate, a journey through the spectral realm.
Indeed, we encountered considerable danger, but the harvest was immense.
My understanding and perception of the "spectral realm" were completely renewed.
Concurrently, I learned of an organization known as the "Longevity Society."
My knowledge of the enigmatic Daoist Miao Nanzi deepened.
Furthermore, I personally unlocked the third tier of the Qian Kun True Method, the profound "Annihilation" technique.
My lamp oil lifespan also increased by approximately six months.
Combined with what I had previously, the ghost lifespan lamp oil I now possessed could sustain my life for eight months.
As I was contemplating this,
My uncle spoke,
"Alright, let's leave this place as well!"
Upon hearing this, Xia Qiuxi and I both nodded.
Instinctively, we looked up towards the entrance and exit of the spectral realm.
The dark, gaping hole above had vanished, replaced by a stalactite.
It was likely that the spectral realm had been extinguished within the Yin Yang.
Old Mo, hearing of our departure, grew nervous again,
"You must protect me! I'm afraid of the water!"
In response, my uncle rolled his eyes,
"As a Bai school Daoist, how could you not know how to swim?
What if you encounter water ghosts or spirits one day? How will you manage?
Go sign up for a swimming class later."
Old Mo nodded slightly,
"Yes, Master!"
My uncle said no more and was the first to enter the water.
Xia Qiuxi and I followed suit, jumping in.
Old Mo was somewhat apprehensive but still followed.
As before, my uncle and I supported him by the arms, and we swam outwards.
The pool wasn't particularly long, perhaps only ten meters.
Before long, we swam out of the cave.
Emerging outside, we found ourselves in a mountain hollow.
Surrounded by dense foliage, it was impossible to discern our location.
We first climbed ashore nearby.
Following the stream outwards.
After about half an hour,
We finally emerged from the mountain hollow.
Through observation of our surroundings, we discovered this place was actually on the outskirts of the city, at Longgang Mountain to the north.
This was tens of kilometers away from Qinggang Building in the city center.
We were all deeply astonished.
We hadn't expected the Yin Yang Gate to be so miraculous and bizarre.
Its internal entrance and exit could connect to such a distant location.
But after a brief moment of surprise, we continued to walk out of the mountain hollow.
Everyone was extremely fatigued.
Especially me, having fought for so long.
I was completely exhausted.
As we exited the mountain hollow, we could see the ghost temple in the distance.
It was here that my Master, to test me, had instructed me to sell eggs and retrieve ghost medicine.
Little did I know, I would encounter Hu San Tainai's quest for acknowledgment.
And thus, a connection with the fox tribe was forged.
I couldn't help but give a wry smile and continued forward.
Before long, we reached the roadside.
Our phones had all been soaked and were unusable.
We walked along the road for quite a distance before encountering a black minivan.
Then, we hitched a ride back.
As soon as I sat down in the car, I was overcome with sleepiness.
Soon, I fell asleep.
And in my dream, I vaguely had a dream.
In the dream, I saw a dark and oppressive sky.
A battlefield flowing with blood, littered with corpses.
From afar, I heard a woman crying...
Her cries were faint, but each one caused me immense pain and sorrow.
It made me feel extremely, extremely oppressed.
My emotions seemed beyond my control.
I wanted to speak, to walk over.
But I was like a mere spectator, unable to approach, unable to speak...
I could only endure the suffocating sadness.
Until I was woken up.
Only then was I freed from that oppressive feeling.
"Ah!"
I suddenly opened my eyes and instinctively looked around.
I realized we had arrived.
Old Mo was patting my face.
He then asked curiously,
"What's wrong, Old Qin? Did you have a nightmare?"
I let out a sigh and nodded.
I recalled that about a month ago, I seemed to have had the same dream.
I had dreamed of that woman in white...
I wiped the sweat from my forehead.
Without dwelling on it, my uncle told us to get off the car.
We quickly exited the vehicle.
As soon as we stepped out, my uncle said,
"Little Qin, go change your clothes first, then come to the Longevity Hall. I'll re-bandage your wounds so they don't get infected."
I grunted, then went to the nearby Wanfu Hall.
Here, I kept a few changes of clothes.
After all, one could be called away at any time, so it was good to be prepared.
I opened the door and returned to the shop.
Seeing that Master had not yet returned, I assumed he had gone to the hospital.
His condition was, after all, quite dire.
He already had a serious illness, and in the spectral realm, he had sustained such severe injuries.
I wondered how he was doing now.
As for Xiaomei, I had no idea where she had gone.
She certainly wasn't in the shop.
I wasn't worried about her, though; with her cultivation as a spirit, she rarely encountered danger.
It was highly likely she had gone to Laohuang Mountain to hunt.
After changing, I noticed I had multiple scratches on my body.
Especially on my chest, a long bloody gash had become inflamed and swollen.
This path was truly not as easy as I had imagined.
I managed a wry smile, then left the shop and headed to the Longevity Hall.
Upon arriving,
My uncle had already taken out his various medical tools and was grinding herbs.
Old Mo and Xia Qiuxi had already left.
My uncle saw me arrive and gestured for me to sit down.
Simultaneously, he said,
"I've already contacted Yunxia.
Yunxia said your Master is in the hospital and his condition is relatively stable, so don't worry."
Hearing my uncle's words, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, my uncle's tone shifted, and he tentatively asked,
"Do you know about Old Fool's illness?"