CHAPTER 692 RESCUED

“Hmm.” Yun Qing nodded. “That’s right. The Invulnerable Body is a mythical state but once you achieve

it, you’d be functionally immortal and nothing can meaningfully harm you! During that civilization’s era,

he was the only one who could reach this mythical state but of course, that was just a myth.”

“So according to you, this powerful man could theoretically still be alive, but he’d died with his

civilization?” Chen Hao asked curiously.

“Yeah, he should have died by now. I don’t think he actually achieved the state of the Invulnerable

Body. He was probably just an insanely strong person to have earned the respect of so many people,”

Yun Qing explained.

“What about the League of the Sun? What do you know about this organization, since it’s probably

from the Border Realm?” Chen Hao asked what was on his mind.

“The League of the Sun? Come to think of it, the League of the Sun doesn’t belong to the Border

Realm or any realm in particular. It’s just a very mysterious, but powerful organization that allegedly has

one of their bases in the Border Realm. All I know is that they’re very powerful, so much so that they’re

practically overlords, and that they were likely to have originated from the civilization that ended

thousands of millenia ago!”

“But I looked at some of the historical cave wall paintings, and they describe your bodies being

discovered on the God Tree. The God Tree, that descended from the sky with plenty of bodies on it,

including the Celestial War God’s!” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“I see you know a lot. Yes, we perished during a catastrophe that came from the Border Realm, and we

suspect that it had something to do with the League of the Sun. Of course, not even you would dare to

investigate it back during your peak, and you’d died during your escape from the Border Realm to

Earth. What you didn’t expect was that I’d been following you the whole time.” Yun Qing smiled.

“Then does that mean that no one, including you, knows what the Border Realm looks like now, or what

the League of the Sun actually is?” Chen Hao felt a little disappointed.

“Mm hmm, that’s an organization you’d better not mess with. I suggest you perish the thought of

investigating them, because you’d never survive even if you have recovered to your previous peak

condition!” Yun Qing reminded him. She didn’t ask why he wanted to investigate them, and offered only

a well-meaning reminder.

“And another thing. Back when you all were buried in the Sea Palace, do you remember the old man,

who was the leader responsible for transporting your body? You tried to escape and kill someone

halfway there, and this elder was the one who subdued you!” Chen Hao said, thinking of the clues he’d

discovered.

“I didn’t expect you to know this much. The elder you’re talking about must be the Faceless Daoist. Of

course I remember him, for he was the reason I was sealed away for ten thousand years!” A dark look

flashed across Yun Qing’s face.

“The Faceless Daoist? If I’m not wrong, he seems to have quite a long lifespan, or were his

descendants the ones responsible for what happened after that? He was just so powerful that he

seemed like he knew of all the past and present, and his most accurate prediction of present-day

events were made 800 years ago!” Chen Hao said.

Yun Qing nodded without hesitation. “Indeed, the Faceless Daoist is the strongest person I’ve ever met

to date, and he seems to be related to the League of the Sun. I dare say he’s even one of them,

because he knows so many mysterious yet powerful techniques. However, I doubt he has any

descendants. If anything, he should still be alive, but I’m just not sure where he is!”

“I think this is why you and the King of Nine Doors have always kept things on a low profile, because

neither of you are sure if he’s dead or alive!”

“You can say that!”

On this day, Yun Qing had explained so many things to him that he’d never heard about. However, the

veil of mystery surrounding the League of the Sun remains unlifted.

But one thing was clear now—he was the key to certain secrets that people would kill for. That was why

everyone, from the King of Nine Doors to the Gu family to Yun Qing, were trying to approach him with

ulterior motives.

It felt like all Yun Qing knew were matters about the Border Realm, but his own master Uncle Qin

seemed to know more. However, he hadn’t seen Uncle Qin since their last goodbye. Where could he

have gone?

Apart from that, who was the mysterious man who tipped him off about the longevity coffin in the

desert? The plot seemed to have thickened, but Chen Hao could see things clearer than ever; he had

the feeling that these people were all approaching him for the same reason.

After staying in the Snake Cave for a long time, with Su Ruoxi taking photos curiously, everyone finally

emerged from the cave after an hour and Yun Qing asked Chen Hao, “Are you coming back with me?”

To her, Chen Hao’s proposal for an alliance was a silent approval of their marriage, so her gaze was

now slightly gentler when it was directed at him.

“I still have some things that I want to investigate, but I’ll come to you when I’m done,” Chen Hao said.

“Alright. Then I’ll be waiting for you.” Yun Qing smiled, then disappeared with a twist of her body.

“Chen Hao, is she a human or a ghost?” Su Ruoxi asked, shocked.

Chen Hao looked in the direction she disappeared, then sighed. “A bit of both.”

After that, Chen Hao brought her back to the shanty town to meet up with Li Ba and the others, thinking

that Uncle would have returned by now. But when Mu Mu said that he still hadn’t returned, Chen Hao

thought it was a bit strange. Where on earth did he go, and why was he taking so long?

Meanwhile, Yun Qing had returned to the compound of her manor that was fenced and guarded by

members of her Three Saints’ Sect.

“Master!” Yun Qing’s subordinates were confused to see her so happy—since when did she start to

smile so happily like that?

“Hmm. No one caused any trouble in the two days I was gone, right?” Yun Qing asked calmly.

“No, Master!”

“And Miss Fang?” Yun Qing asked.

“Well, Master, Miss Fang has stayed in her room the whole time and I’ve instructed the servants to take

good care of her!” a subordinate replied.

“Very well, get her out. I have something to tell her!” With that, Yun Qing entered the compound,

intending to tell Fang Jiannan that Chen Hao had agreed to get together with her. The woman had

claimed that Chen Hao would love only her and no one else, so Yun Qing was tempted to ask her,

‘How about now?’

She didn’t know why—perhaps it was the dozens of millenia spent in loneliness—but Yun Qing had

grown to see Fang Jiannan as her sole confidant. It was a peculiar type of sisterly friendship, but at

least she finally had someone she could talk to about her true thoughts, didn’t she?

“Oh no, Master! Oh no!” Just then, a servant rushed into the foyer.

“What is it?” Yun Qing frowned.

“It’s Miss Fang. S-She…” the servant stuttered, then fell silent in fear.

“What about her?” another subordinate barked.

“She was still in her room this morning when I delivered her breakfast, but now she’s gone! Xiao Hong,

her live-in servant, was also knocked out cold!” the servant cried out, then fell to her knees with a thud

to beg for Yun Qing’s forgiveness.