Chapter 596: Chapter 598 My Demands Aren’t High!

By Qingshui Lake, inside the long pavilion.

Qian Rong’s figure froze as she realized Yang Yan had vanished.

“Where did he go? Young Master Yang? I’m not finished yet!”

*She was stunned!*

*Just a moment ago, he was right in front of her, so close!*

*His figure suddenly disappeared, so fast!*

She hurried back to the edge of the pavilion, stood up, and pretended she had just noticed Yang Yan’s disappearance.

“Sister, Young Master Yang is gone!” she shouted. “Young Master Yang, where are you?”

She began searching inside the pavilion.

In the woods, Murong heard Qian Rong’s cries and hurried over.

Entering the pavilion, she found no trace of Yang Yan.

“Sister, where is Brother Yang?” she asked.

Qian Rong appeared anxious.

“I don’t know, it just took a turn, and he was gone!”

“Then we need to search quickly,” Murong said, equally worried.

Li Minglian and Li Mingxin followed them over, immediately starting to search for Yang Yan without saying a word.

They searched for quite a while but still couldn’t find any sign of Yang Yan.

“There’s no sign of Young Master Yang inside or outside the pavilion. Could he have already gone out?” Murong suggested.

“I’ll go out to find him and notify his servant meanwhile!”

Just as she was about to leave, Qian Rong held her back.

“Wait, I feel something is off.

If Young Master Yang had something to attend to, he surely wouldn’t leave without telling us.

And don’t forget, what was Young Master Yang’s purpose for coming here?

Moreover, look, the wine and dishes on the table are gone!

If Young Master Yang had urgent matters, he couldn’t have taken these things with him!”

Qian Rong’s reminder startled Li Minglian, Li Mingxin, and Murong.

They immediately understood!

“Sister, are you saying that Brother Yang entered the Emperor Xianjiu’s Tomb?” Murong asked in astonishment.

“It’s very possible!”

“But that can’t be right, if the Emperor Xianjiu’s Tomb was opened, why didn’t any abnormal phenomena occur?” Murong wondered, puzzled.

Li Mingxin and Li Minglian displayed equally strange expressions.

“I’m not sure about that either, we’ll have to wait for Young Master Yang to come out, and then we can ask him,” Qian Rong replied.

The four of them then waited inside the pavilion.

Murong paced back and forth inside, her heart anxious, worried about Yang Yan.

Meanwhile, Yang Yan, as Qian Rong had guessed, had indeed entered the Emperor Xianjiu’s Tomb.

The place where Yang Yan was located still had a stone table.

But the long pavilion and the surrounding trees were all gone.

He drank some wine and ate some food.

It seemed he hadn’t noticed he was no longer in the pavilion.

However, as he drank, Yang Yan soon sensed something was wrong.

Qian Rong was missing!

*It wasn’t satisfying enough!*

Moreover, there was another person beside him.

His mind instantly sobered.

He then tied his pants and put down his wine cup.

With his eyes, he glanced toward the person sitting next to him.

It was a phantom figure sitting beside him, quietly gazing at the moon in the sky.

Yang Yan didn’t immediately ask who the person was. He first looked up at the moon in the sky, realizing it seemed very real, yet it wasn’t in the sky!

“Moon reflected in water? Am I in Qingshui Lake?”

So, the Emperor Xianjiu’s Tomb was inside Qingshui Lake?

“Why didn’t others who entered water find it?”

Another space, or a Secret Realm?

*Yang Yan pondered!*

“Awake?” a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Yang Yan came to his senses and locked eyes with the figure sitting beside him.

“Awake!” he replied. “Are you Emperor Xianjiu?”

The figure next to him stroked a small tuft of his beard.

“Indeed, I am Emperor Xianjiu,

but what you see now is merely an illusion I left years ago, not my real body!”

“Your real body, isn’t buried here?” Yang Yan asked in surprise.

He had entered more than one Great Emperor’s Tomb by now!

Emperor Xianjiu, Divine Dao Emperor, Immortal Dao Emperor, including the Tomb from before his body was reconstructed!

The Sword Dao Emperor’s Tomb!

Yet, among the three or four Great Emperor’s Tombs he had entered, only in the Sword Dao Emperor’s Tomb had he seen the Swordsmanship Emperor’s body!

In the other tombs, there wasn’t any Great Emperor’s body.

“No, when this tomb existed, I was not yet dead.

How could I bury myself before dying?” Emperor Xianjiu continued.

“At that time, I estimated I had another thousand years to live,

but I sensed danger approaching, so I left this tomb and my Daoist Inheritance!

Waiting for someone with fate!”

Another thousand years to live?

Danger?

“Even as an Emperor, there are dangers?”

Emperor Xianjiu’s phantom smiled.

“At that time, I was already in my later years, and the twilight of every Great Emperor is fraught with extreme danger!

If you can become an Emperor, you’ll understand!”

He then focused on Yang Yan.

“You are the second person to enter, and from the memory of the first person who entered,

I learned that the era he lived in was distant from my controlled era!

It suggests that my later years were full of ominousness.

I didn’t survive the danger, and I’m already dead!”

Yang Yan nodded.

“According to what I know, you indeed are dead!”

“Since I’m already dead, I won’t worry about those things.

The past, let it stay in the past!”

The illusion left by Emperor Xianjiu was quite philosophical, indifferent about past events.

“Your arrival here must mean your thoughts align with those of the previous person,

seeking my Daoist Inheritance and the Dao Wine I buried, right?” he followed up.

This time, now that he was here, Yang Yan saw no need to hide or put aside his thoughts.

“Indeed!”

Emperor Xianjiu’s phantom stood up.

“You are more talented, more intelligent, and more ambitious than the first person who entered!

I even sensed the aura of the ‘Eternal Dream’ Dao Wine on you.”

Yang Yan’s eyes looked deep.

“That bottle of wine, I drank it!”

“I figured!

My Daoist Inheritance was originally meant for the first person who entered.

He met the conditions for becoming my disciple!

But he was too weak, his limit reached after acquiring just the first of the Three Thousand Daoist Wines.

Later, I had hoped after he drank the first bottle, he would comprehend the passage of time and attain the second bottle, then I would bring him here to pass him my Daoist Inheritance.

But he greatly disappointed me; he didn’t drink the Dao Wine and let you drink it.

He even informed many people about this place!” Emperor Xianjiu’s phantom sighed.

“He was a pity, originally the one I favored to inherit my Daoist Inheritance,

but lacked the spirit!

Such a person couldn’t brew good wine!”

He said this…

“If I hadn’t drunk that ‘Eternal Dream,’ would you have let me in?”

“Yes, you already met my criteria for choosing a disciple!

Your talent is high, your wisdom is high!

Only your ambition is too great!” Emperor Xianjiu explained.

He raised his hand, gently pushing.

In front of him appeared a series of gateways, each with a flask inscribed with the character ‘Dao’ behind it.

“A total of two thousand nine hundred ninety-nine bottles. How many you can taste depends on your comprehension after drinking each preceding bottle!

Remember, do your best, take it step by step!

Don’t force it!

Otherwise, you risk losing your life and consciousness!”

Yang Yan raised his leg and got to his feet.

“How many bottles do I have to drink to gain your Daoist Inheritance?”

“The third bottle, my requirements for you aren’t high!”

“Oh, then set your expectations a bit higher!” Yang Yan said as he stepped in front of the first gateway.

He reached out, pressing his hand on the door, and was about to push it open.

Everything in front suddenly changed, and scenes from the past unfolded before him.