Chapter 315: Chapter 315

Alright, the Fourth Prince was resolved. Next was that old man. Since he had shown himself here without hiding, then let the Young Miss deal with him. Otherwise, he would be trouble—much more trouble than the Mo family and Fourth Prince combined.

Xiaoyao and the Young Miss began exchanging glances, meaning they could take action and deal with that old man.

"Wait, don't act yet. I came to negotiate this time. You can listen to what I have to say, and you can tie me up." The old man could tell what Xiaoyao and the Young Miss meant and immediately spoke, showing his sincerity.

He knew that if he lost this opportunity, there wouldn't be another chance. He also couldn't defeat them, so this was the best method.

At this moment, he actually felt very frustrated, because he was an Emperor Level martial artist. He never expected that his strength would have no chance to be displayed and he could only be on the weak side.

"Fine then. Third Miss, have someone tie him up." Xiaoyao was unceremonious—tie up the other party first, then whether to listen or not would be his business.

"Mm." Nangong Third Miss immediately had someone tie up that old man, naturally using something that could bind Emperor Level martial artists. This point they wouldn't overlook.

When the old man was being tied up, Xiaoyao directly wanted to leave. However, the Young Miss had already curiously begun inquiring.

"Speak. What do you want?"

So Xiaoyao stayed. Actually, he was also very curious—what kind of matter made the old man so patient and willing to be tied up by others?

This matter definitely wasn't simple. What harm was there in listening? Of course, if there were problems, he would just listen. After all, he hadn't promised the other party he would definitely do anything.

"This matter isn't convenient to discuss here. We should find a place, and only the two of us should talk." The old man made a request—he didn't even want people to hear about this matter.

"No way. Letting him face you, this old cunning fox, alone—I'm not at ease. I want to watch from the side." The Young Miss directly refused this proposal.

"No buts needed. I also want to observe, otherwise you can find someone else." Nangong Suxin also forcefully intervened.

"Just say it here. If you tell only me, when they ask me, I'll tell them anyway. There's no meaning in it." Xiaoyao spoke.

"Fine. Then let's find a quiet place for just us to talk." The old man gritted his teeth and nodded, seeming very pained but having no choice.

What kind of matter was this exactly?

Xiaoyao didn't know now. Soon he would know, and at that time, he would also be shocked and amazed that the legend was actually true...

On the continent, there was a legend about an existence that could instantly kill any sect or empire, an existence that even the Demon Cult at its peak couldn't compare to.

This legend was the Martial Arts Holy Land.

According to legend, in the Martial Arts Holy Land, Emperor Level martial artists were just like cabbages—worthless, because there were many Saint Level martial artists inside, and even God Level ones.

Such an existence would naturally be like a god on the continent. No one would think their power could surpass such a Martial Arts Holy Land, including the Demon Cult.

However, the Martial Arts Holy Land had always been closed off. No one from there had ever come out. In recorded history spanning over ten thousand years, not a single person from the Martial Arts Holy Land had appeared, nor had any items or events related to the Martial Arts Holy Land occurred. Therefore, the Martial Arts Holy Land had always been just a legend—a legend no one had seen. Many people even held disbelieving attitudes toward it and scoffed at it.

Some people found it strange—since no one had ever seen people from the Martial Arts Holy Land or related things, why did this legend exist? Was it a story imagined by people in the past that slowly spread?

No one could verify this, because now there was no one who could investigate. Those were all matters from over ten thousand years ago. Many people had different opinions and views about it. Whether supporters or opponents, everyone could only speculate.

Among these, one theory was quite interesting—that all martial arts on the entire continent originally came from the Martial Arts Holy Land. Things like the Clear Jade Technique, Heavenly Demon Technique, and so on, as well as some people's special bloodlines and bloodline techniques, all came from the Martial Arts Holy Land.

Those with special bloodlines were all descendants from the Martial Arts Holy Land. Because regarding bloodline matters, the entire continent had no explanations that made sense, some scholars connected these two things together.

Of course, this was just one theory. There were many such connections, not just the Martial Arts Holy Land legend. There were others too, and people equally speculated that bloodlines and techniques came from those.

Naturally, connections regarding the Martial Arts Holy Land weren't limited to just these—there were many more...

In summary, these were all legends. What exactly they were couldn't be verified, but now a clue had appeared that pointed directly to this holy land—provided by that old man, who had something to request of Xiaoyao.

What he wanted Xiaoyao to open was a passage—a passage leading to the Martial Arts Holy Land. This was the result Xiaoyao obtained after wanting to clarify the situation and not letting the old man hide anything. Latest content publıshed on novel(ꜰ)ire.net

"Are you joking?" After hearing this result, the Young Miss felt this matter was too absurd and directly questioned the old man's words.

"Old man, are you sick, or were you fooled by someone?" Nangong Suxin was also very direct, saying words that should have come from the Young Miss.

"This is impossible. That place is just a legend. If there were a passage, it would have been discovered long ago. Even if the conditions you mentioned are somewhat difficult, they couldn't have stumped everyone for so long." Nangong Third Miss said.

Although she felt she couldn't do it, that didn't mean everyone couldn't. If one person practiced one instrument with targeted training from childhood, it wouldn't be that difficult.

Such a big matter—many people would be willing to pay this price and would think of every way to solve this problem. Therefore, this shouldn't be a problem.

If this were true, this secret would have been exposed long ago.

"This condition isn't as simple as you imagine." The old man suddenly looked toward the sky with a profound expression.

"Damn, why are you putting on an act at this time? Just say what it is directly." The Young Miss said directly, very much despising the old man's attitude. What mystery was he trying to create?

"Cough cough." The old man coughed awkwardly a few times and continued, "In fact, quite a few people have successfully played 'Laughing at the Vast Sea,' but the passage didn't open. Moreover, there were mechanisms that killed all those people..."

"..." Xiaoyao and others fell silent.

"You mean that even if successful, this passage won't open and will kill those who try to open it?" Xiaoyao asked after a while.

"Yes. We don't know what went wrong—it's always been . We spent over a thousand years on this matter, and this is the result we got. The cost was really too great. We went from initial glory to current decline, and now only I remain." The old man's tone became very desolate.

Xiaoyao wasn't interested in knowing what this family was, because even knowing would just be history. The old man had already said they began solving this matter a thousand years ago, which was when they started declining. In other words, this was history.

"How did you know about this matter?" What Xiaoyao was curious about was things before this history. The information the old man's family provided should only be failure after failure. Though the earlier ones were also failures, there might be some useful information.

At least one thing needed to be clarified—whether they had been fooled. Perhaps this matter was just a scheme to make them decline.

"It came from another declining family that also declined trying to solve this mystery..." the old man said somewhat awkwardly.

Since other families had already declined, wasn't this a warning example? Why did you continue?

Xiaoyao didn't ask this question because he felt the answer was obvious. Breaking the Martial Arts Holy Land's secret would allow them to rise again even after decline and could even dominate the world.

Faced with huge benefits, most people would choose to continue. Of course, some would understand this required risk, but no one would care about that much.

While they guarded this secret, perhaps many people already knew, but no one was willing to try. They just thought this might be a trap and felt that anyone continuing would be too foolish.

"If that's the case, how can you be certain this leads to the Martial Arts Holy Land?" What Xiaoyao cared about was this. Perhaps the previous families couldn't figure it out either, so you would be even more confused.

"We spent a very long time verifying this. This passage indeed comes from the Martial Arts Holy Land, because some people appeared from that passage—all appearing out of thin air. Most of them were peerless experts. They should all be from the Martial Arts Holy Land." The old man revealed an amazing secret unknown to the outside world, which was also why they persisted.

Now everyone seemed to start believing this explanation somewhat, but they couldn't understand one thing—

"People from the Martial Arts Holy Land? Then why didn't you simply ask them how this passage opens, or have them take you there?" Xiaoyao was very puzzled, as were Nangong Suxin and the other women.

"We naturally asked, but they ignored us. According to records, they all seemed to come to do business, coming and going for no more than three months. Except for a young couple over twenty years ago—they lived here for several years, then were taken back by two other people." The old man shook his head in response.