Night without Borders

Chapter 604 The Future Great Sage
Qin Ming circulated his Chaos Energy to its fullest extent, climbing straight to its peak, with golden threads intertwining and shining brightly within. Facing the three future Great Saints, he dared not relax in the slightest.

"What's going on?" The Buddhist monks were also puzzled.

The youngest Buddhist monk said, "I think I just heard... Zhou Tian being beaten and barking like a dog."

"Silence!" warned the Buddhist disciple, Miaodi.

The Buddhist nun Miaoyin rolled her eyes at her youngest junior brother. Although monks are not supposed to lie, they shouldn't be too straightforward and say whatever comes to mind.

In fact, the demonic howling sound just now left the old monks present speechless.

The golden-bodied Arhat spoke up: "That is the 'Dharma-ending Turtle.' If it fights to the death, it's really hard to say who is stronger."

"Isn't it a dragon turtle?" the Buddhist disciple Miaoyuan asked in surprise.

……

Qin Ming was certain that Zhou Tian wasn't afraid of being beaten, but genuinely wanted to recruit him, treat him as one of his own, and make him one of the future Great Saints of the Demon Clan.

He remained wary and said, "I am a human."

The elegant Mu Shinian, dressed in silver robes, said, "It's alright. The upright ape demon is also an important branch of our demon race."

Qin Ming was speechless. If this were the case, who in the world wouldn't be a demon?
He needed a reason, so he asked, "Why?"

He did not believe that he had defeated Zhou Tian.

Zhou Tian, ​​whose tortoise shell was transparent and covered with silver patterns, transformed back into human form and said, "Brother, let's talk in private."

He took Qin Ming and moved slightly away from the Bodhisattva's sacred site.

Mu Shinian concealed the Wheel of Time behind his head and followed Qian Cheng.

Zhou Tian frankly said, "Let's not beat around the bush. I recognized your special technique."

Qin Ming asked, "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Tian secretly transmitted his voice, saying, "Golden threads weave the body, jade medicine nourishes the spirit."

Qin Ming realized that he had truly recognized a quality contained within the Chaotic Force.

But what good is it? It's just a mysterious technique; how can it possibly lead to a connection?

Qin Ming looked at the three of them but did not speak.

Mu Shinian, dressed in snow-white robes, with a gentle and refined demeanor, said, "You may not know this, but the people we know here and your family's elders were once friends who fell in love at first, but have now turned hostility into friendship."

Qin Ming remained outwardly calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

He has no family. He relied on his grandfather for survival when he was young, and they worried about food and clothing. So many years have passed, and he can no longer find his only relative. Now he is all alone.

Calculating the time, Qin Ming felt a lump in his throat. Given his grandfather's physical condition back then, he simply couldn't have lasted ten years.

Now, eighteen years have passed, and although he is still asking Meng Xinghai and others for help and mobilizing their resources to search, he has given up all hope.

Qin Ming knew that the family members Zhou Tian and Mu Shinian were referring to were probably the true direct descendants of the secret technique of the Golden Jade Suit.

If there are no surprises, they should be a member of the clan of "Master Qin," who briefly appeared in Yezhou more than nine hundred years ago.

According to some "insiders," Qin Ming possesses the original silk calligraphy, which may be a descendant of Qin Zushi left in Yezhou.

However, Qin Ming and Lu Zizai's fiancée, Xie Yunshu, the new patriarch of the new path who truly knew the inside story, had a secret conversation with her and learned about that history.

He discovered that it was unlikely that Master Qin would leave any descendants in Yezhou.

All indications suggest that the few "unaffiliated scholars" who built the framework for silk calligraphy may not have met by chance, but rather "arranged a meeting after dusk".

Several independent cultivators were of terrifyingly high status.

It is very likely that their decision was not made on a whim, but rather that in their later years they set aside their prejudices and, in order to survive, finally agreed to meet in a remote place to exchange their experiences of living in the world.

How could such an old man, a former great figure, who is already so old and doesn't have many years left to live, possibly leave offspring in Yezhou?

Therefore, Qin Ming believes that although his family has a lineage of silk calligraphy, there is probably another reason, and he has no blood relation to Master Qin.

He came from an ordinary background, a grassroots individual with extraordinary talent.

Qin Ming never cared about his status; he believed he had to carve out his own future.

In that brief moment, he thought of many things. Judging from this, Master Qin's family is still active in the deeper parts of the Night Mist World.

Zhou Tian and Mu Shinian's elders may have encountered this before.

"The parasitic civilization within the Crimson Forest once had a peerless old monster who encountered a 'rogue cultivator' who had mastered this technique, and suffered a crushing defeat."

In addition, Qin Ming thought of the Dream Insect, the fifth-ranked rare insect that had also been injured by this secret technique.

In the blink of an eye, the light of his soul rose and fell and shone many times.

Zhou Tian was a large and imposing man, and he spoke very frankly. He said directly, "Although your grandfather had fought with the seniors we know, everything has been resolved. Therefore, our elders instructed us that if we meet someone from your lineage, we can befriend them."

Of course, the so-called "frankness" is only superficial at present; we will only know what he is really like after working together.

Qin Ming realized that there was an "Old Qin" in this era who was extremely skilled.

He estimated that the time was probably not that of the Qin Ancestor from nine hundred years ago.

Qin Ming sighed inwardly, "This lineage is truly formidable."

Mu Shinian said, "Speaking of which, the one your senior punished was our eldest sister."

Qin Ming asked, "Did he injure someone you know?"

Zhou Tian nodded and said, "One of the Four Great Saints, our eldest sister—Meng Zhiyu."

Mu Shinian added, "After being taught a lesson by your elder, she was unconscious for several months and was seriously injured. But it must be said that she is an exception. In the end, she broke through the predicament of being bound by the golden needles by her own transformation."

Throughout the entire process, Qian Cheng remained calm and didn't say much.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming's heart skipped a beat. Why did this feel so familiar?
The world under the night fog is vast and boundless.

But sometimes, the world seems very small in the fog, and you'll often encounter familiar faces when walking at night.

Qin Ming suspected that he had overheard about the "old friend".

He asked, "What is Meng Zhiyu's background?"

Qian Cheng finally spoke, responding calmly, "Its origins are extraordinary; its true form is the fifth most powerful and rare insect in the world."

Qin Ming showed a hint of surprise at the right moment. This time, he didn't need to pretend; he could just be himself.

He guessed that it was probably the same dream insect he had encountered at the grand auction in Kaiyuan City.

What did he go through that time? He was chased by the old worm all the way and was almost kidnapped.

After the old worm fought a great battle with the peerless master, the pure yang consciousness that separated from it was all a grandmaster, which was truly terrifying to the extreme.

There was also a woman with a white tiger complexion; although she looked pitiful, she was definitely acting.

"You've formed... the Four Great Saints?" Qin Ming asked.

The two princes of the Demon Court, along with Meng Chong, ranked fifth, and the old monster Qian Cheng, make for a formidable combination.

Zhou Tian gave a brief introduction, saying, "My eldest sister is Meng Zhiyu, my second brother is Taiyi, my third brother is Mu Shinian, and I am the fourth one."

Qin Ming really wanted to say: Old Qian, you shameless bastard, you stole my name.

Long ago, in the enclave, during the supreme blood battle, when the young and strong discussed the Dao, Qian Cheng saw Taiyi make a move and thought he was an anomaly. Moreover, his name suited his taste, so he directly adopted it after his journey.

What is Qian Cheng planning to do? This old monster would never do anything pointless.

He's gathering people to build a future Great Sage team. What big things does he plan to do in the future?
At the same time, Qin Ming admired his thick skin, for actually calling Meng Zhiyu "elder sister".
He had personally witnessed that dream insect, which was only the length of a finger joint, filled with light particles, and its form sometimes resembled an insect and sometimes transformed into a human.

She radiated a soft light and had a pair of nearly transparent wings adorned with tiny star-like spots. She was pierced by golden needles and sealed in ice, her fate unknown, like a fairy only an inch tall, in deep slumber.

How dare Lao Qian call such a tiny little dream insect "sister"?
Qin Ming felt that Qian Cheng was incredibly shameless in his pursuit of great things. As for how black-hearted he truly was, or how black he was, only further interaction would reveal the truth.

He asked, "You previously said that Meng Zhiyu transformed herself and broke free from the predicament of the golden needle?"

Mu Shinian told him, "Initially, for her sake, four elders of the Dream Insect Clan returned to the world to search for your grandfather everywhere."

This is somewhat terrifying. Dream insects are extremely rare. Normally, it is common for parents to protect their offspring. The simultaneous emergence of four old insects is a rare occurrence throughout history.

Even more remarkably, the four old insects personally visited the Demon Court, asking the demon race for help in finding the person.

In the end, the two old insects actually found the "rogue cultivator" who had mastered the mysterious golden threads.

After a great battle, the two sides reconciled, and the rogue cultivator immediately refined a piece of "jade medicine" for the old worm to take to save people.

However, the jade medicine was not used, and Meng Zhiyu broke the deadlock herself.

Qin Ming commented, "In that case, she's very capable."

Zhou Tian responded with certainty: "Of course, eldest sister Meng Zhiyu defeated the Emperor Insect, which cannot be judged by ordinary standards."

This news is astonishing: the Emperor Insect, ranked third, was actually defeated by the Dream Insect?

"In this era, there are actually Emperor Insects." Qin Ming knew how terrifying this creature was, and there were too many legends about this species.

Is Meng Zhiyu really that strong? Qin Ming pondered seriously. Qian Cheng was a monster who had ventured into forbidden territory, yet he had relegated himself to the position of second brother. Could it be...?

He was startled and wanted to say: Could it be that I, Meng Zhiyu, Mu Shinian, and Zhou Tian are also Nirvana beings, with some mysterious background?

However, Mu Shinian and Zhou Tian are full of youthful vigor and vitality, and perhaps Qian Cheng only saw their potential as Great Sages.

Qin Ming stared intently at Mu Shinian and Zhou Tian, ​​trying to find some clues.

Clearly, the Time Beast's will was as hard as iron, showing no emotional fluctuations and unable to resonate.

Even when looking at the straightforward and incredibly honest Zhou Tian, ​​he remained unmoved. This wasn't because he was pretending, but because such a powerful person possessed an innately strong will, which was equivalent to locking his heart away.

Moreover, some of the highest-level Daoist temples are probably aware of the existence of resonance in the world, so the princes of the Demon Court are quite cautious when they travel outside.

"Didn't Meng Zhiyu try to challenge the Ancestral Worm?" Qin Ming asked.

Qian Cheng shook his head and said, "The ancestral insect has been extinct for five thousand years and can no longer be seen in the world."

As for the Dao Insect, there's no need to ask anymore; it hasn't been seen for eight thousand years.

These two strange insects are already species that belong to the forbidden realm.

Zhou Tian smiled and said, "The older generation has already raised their cups to the moon in the heavens and sat down to drink fine wine together. We should also visit each other more often."

Mu Shinian went a step further and said, "That's right, my good brother, would you like to join us and become the fifth Great Sage?"

Qin Ming understood that what they actually valued more was the mysterious family that possessed the Golden Thread Body Weaving and Jade Medicine Spirit Nourishing Techniques, and they assumed he was a member of that family.

He began, "Actually, I'm just a rogue cultivator..."

Zhou Tian laughed and said, "I completely understand. It's in line with your family tradition. You've always walked the world as independent cultivators."

Qin Ming had a lot to say, but they patted him on the shoulder with smiles, saying they didn't care about his status at all, and valued him more as a person. "Brothers, we became friends through a misunderstanding, but it was a perfect match..."

Qin Ming never expected that he would be asked to become sworn brothers with someone.

He thought about it and decided it didn't matter. He hadn't lost anything, and if given the chance, he might even be able to learn about that mysterious family from a few of them.

Besides, these are a few people with the potential to become Great Sages, plus Qian Cheng, a monster related to forbidden realms. No matter how you look at it, he's not at a disadvantage.

Furthermore, if a conflict of interest arises in the future, and things fall apart, everyone can simply part ways.

Moreover, the Night Fog World is so vast and boundless that there are probably not many opportunities for their true forms to meet in the future.

“You are the fifth Great Sage among us.”

"Fifth brother!"

……

Qin Ming was speechless. How did he become a subordinate?
"Could I move up in rank?" he asked, wanting to be the elder brother.

In particular, he knew Qian Cheng's background well, and the two were about the same age when they entered the Thunderfire Alchemy Hall.

Mu Shinian laughed and said, "Brother, you are in your twenties and the youngest, so you can only be ranked fifth."

Qin Ming wanted to say that Qian Cheng wasn't that old either!

However, he couldn't expose him; although they came from the same place, he still needed to be wary.

Fine, considering that Lao Qian had other connections, Qin Ming reluctantly accepted it.

Zhou Tian smiled and said, "Brother, although you are powerful and have profound cultivation, your brothers are not inferior either. Otherwise, why would we be called the future Great Sage of the Demon Clan?"

To become a Great Sage, one must master one or more extreme techniques, such as the defensive power of the Zhou Tian (a type of internal energy cultivation), which is so abnormal that it leaves people powerless.

Then there's Mu Shinian; the moment his Wheel of Time appeared, even the disciples of the Buddhas were filled with dread.

Qin Ming looked at them in surprise.

Zhou Tian was very confident and said with a faint smile, "Fifth brother, you don't think your fourth brother has lost, do you? My defense has been temporarily broken, but I am called 'End-of-Dharma Turtle'. I have both defense and offense. If we really fight to the death, it's not certain who will win or lose."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming really wanted to consider the End-of-Day Tortoise.

Qian Cheng said, "Forget it, we're all brothers. We'll be doing great things together in the future, and there will be plenty of opportunities to show our abilities when we go out into the world."

"Second Brother is right," Mu Shinian also spoke up, to prevent the two from continuing their battle, because if it continued, it would really be a bloody fight.

Zhou Tian added, "However, in terms of years of cultivation, I am older than you, my brother. From this perspective, I am indeed inferior to you at the same age."

Qin Ming smiled and nodded, saying, "Brothers, you are all exceptionally talented individuals. I am honored to meet you here. May I ask if you have any gifts to share with me?"

"hiss!"

All three of them secretly gasped at the strange substance. This was another shameless fellow. They had just become sworn brothers, and he was already asking for gifts.

Qin Ming had large, clear eyes, looking at them with an innocent and naive gaze.

Mu Shinian said, "Fifth brother, you were as fierce and valiant as a dragon and a demon not long ago. Is it alright for you to look at us like this?"

Zhou Tian spoke up: "Alright, as the elder brother, I should naturally give you a gift. I have a few body-refining mantras here. They can't be called supreme scriptures, but if you practice them every day, they can slowly improve your physique."

Qin Ming immediately perked up and said, "Thank you, Fourth Brother!"

Mu Shinian sighed and said, "Alright, I have a rudimentary treatise on leveraging the realm of time."

Qin Ming immediately became serious, for this field was something that all parties should be wary of.

However, after reading this "short story," he could only sigh. It did contain some profound meaning about manipulating the realm of time, but it was too general.

Clearly, the Time Beast would not reveal its most powerful abilities.

Mu Shinian said, "It's not that I don't want to pass on the true knowledge to you, but I haven't fully explored it myself. This is a racial talent, imprinted in the bloodline, and I haven't finished analyzing it yet."

Qian Cheng generously left a scripture in the void, which contained a wealth of content, all of which were wondrous techniques in the field of thunder.

Clearly, the scriptures he gifted contained the most text, and the sophisticated techniques employed in their presentation were quite numerous.

However, Qin Ming felt that he gained the least from him.

The main reason is that he had already mastered these thunder techniques, and he obtained his "Primordial Thunder Script" for free from Qian Cheng.

"Second Brother is truly magnanimous!" Zhou Tian exclaimed.

Mu Shinian chimed in, "Second Brother, what a generous gesture!"

What else could Qin Ming say? He could only smile broadly and express his sincere gratitude.

Who told him to pre-emptively draw upon the future Thunder Scriptures?
Qin Ming figured he could make up for it later.

After all, the "Primordial Myriad Thunder Seals" is incomplete, only half of it exists, and Qian Cheng himself has been searching for it.

"Old Qian, you absolutely must find the second half!" Qin Ming pondered, a bright smile spreading across his face, waiting to find an opportunity in the future to get it for free and make up for today's gift.

Finally, the four of them formally became sworn brothers at the Bodhisattva's sacred site.

Nearby, the old monks, Buddhist disciples, and even the golden-bodied Arhats watched in silence for a while.

Zhou Tian said, "Actually, the reason we visited the Great Thunder Temple this time is to get to know the Buddha Miaozhen, as we have heard that he has the appearance of a Great Sage."

Miaozhen is the senior disciple among the Buddhist disciples of the Great Thunderclap Temple, and his spiritual cultivation is unfathomable.

The Buddhist masters present were dissatisfied, asking, "Who are you talking about? What monk would willingly be called a Great Sage of the Demon Clan?"

In the eyes of some monks at Daleiyin Temple, the so-called Five Great Saints are more like Five Great Evils.

Even Meng Zhiyu, who was not present, was labeled in this way.

However, the atmosphere in reality was quite harmonious.

Everyone sat on the ground and began to discuss scriptures and doctrines. The aroma of tea filled the air, and even though it was a dilapidated ruin, it seemed incredibly sacred. Golden lotuses bloomed in the void, and the phantom of a celestial dragon hovered around.

The Buddhist disciple Miaodi and the Buddhist nun Miaoyin both had a good impression of Qin Ming and did not regard him as an unwelcome guest. They chatted with him warmly for a long time.

As for the issues involving Xiang Yiwu and Xiao Wu, they are not a big deal at all.

The old Buddhist monk had already promised not to go against the two people's own choices.

Furthermore, with the future Great Sage of the Demon Clan present as a witness, the matter can be considered resolved satisfactorily.

“Brother, your true body is located in a rather remote area. Come to the Demon Court and the Great Thunderclap Temple soon. The Night Mist World is quite deep, and there are many wonderful things waiting for you to gather there.”

Before parting, Qian Cheng, Zhou Tian, ​​and Mu Shinian all spoke up, inviting him to travel far away.

Qin Ming clasped his hands in greeting and said, "My three elder brothers, I still have some matters to attend to here. Don't worry, I will definitely come over in the future."

Then he asked, "Brothers, are you familiar with this area? Is there any opportunity or strangeness here? I've run out of rare medicines while traveling, and now I've truly become a rogue cultivator."

Zhou Tian shook his head and said, "It's so remote that even the Buddhist community has abandoned that Bodhisattva temple. What else could it be? It must be quite barren."

In fact, according to him, not only would there be no great opportunity, but even the most ominous things in the opposite direction could not be conceived, and even bandits and vicious villains would not bother to go there.

Qin Ming was stunned. This really was a godforsaken place.

However, upon closer reflection, it makes sense. In such a vast territory, only one Grandmaster has emerged—the Southern Ming E Bird, who is already the strongest in this place, and is about to die of old age.

Qian Cheng frowned slightly and said, "Let me think about it. There might be some activity in that area. A few months ago, when I was traveling at night, I encountered a group of people. They must have been heading in that direction, searching for the strongest person from ancient times."

"Huh?" Qin Ming was taken aback. What was going on?

Mu Shinian explained, "To put it simply, we want to dig up the Tomb of Immortality."

In ancient times, those who were buried with great honors hoped to become the strongest in the future. Their burial sites were often accompanied by treasures, supreme scriptures, and even the cultivation of celestial medicines.

Qin Ming's eyes suddenly became crystal clear, and he stared unblinkingly at his second brother.

Qian Cheng said, "Why do I feel like you're only starting to treat me like an older brother now?"

"You've always been my brother!" Qin Ming said. What's wrong with calling him brother? The other person's background was astonishing; his actual age in this world was older than his.

Zhou Tian objected, saying, "No, it's too dangerous to go to the Tomb of Immortality. We can't let Fifth Brother go. Even if he were an Earth Immortal, he might lose his life!"

Mu Shinian nodded solemnly. The resting place of the strongest people in ancient times was definitely a den of dragons and tigers.

Qian Cheng said, "Don't worry, that area is very barren. There are no rare earth secrets or ancestral dragon lairs, so it is not suitable for burying ancient supreme beings who want to be resurrected."

He told us that the large organization searching for the Tomb of Immortality had gone to the neighboring area, and according to the organization's custom, they would send non-core members to sweep through the surrounding areas.

Qian Cheng said, “Although it is a barren land, there must have been earth immortals and patriarchs in ancient times. They might be able to dig up the decayed tombs of such figures, and maybe there will be something left behind. If you are careful and go with them, you should be able to get some soup or soup.”

Zhou Tian spoke up, his expression solemn, and said, "Could it be that things reach their extreme and then reverse? That place may seem barren, but it may have been an extraordinary place in ancient times. Perhaps there was a great tomb of immortality that drained that land, which is why it is so desolate now."

He came from the Demon Court and had read some precious ancient books, many of which were rare manuscripts by famous people. Therefore, he knew many ancient secrets.

Qian Cheng nodded seriously and said, "It's not impossible."

He added, "If that's the case, one thought can lead to heaven, and another to hell."

Because the Tomb of Immortality will eventually decay completely over time, and the so-called great crisis may be eliminated by time. In that case, if we can really dig up the great tomb, the treasures and supreme scriptures will be as easy as picking them up for free.

If there were no decay, and time had not erased the mysteries of the Tomb of Immortality, then anyone who dared to plunder it would be walking into hell on their own.

The three solemnly instructed Qin Ming to be careful in everything he did, to set off ahead of time, and that the five saints should reunite in the deeper parts of the Night Fog World as soon as possible.

Then they left.

Qin Ming walked out of the Bodhisattva temple, then teleported and disappeared into the night.

"Mingzi, be careful!" the old furnace said. It had been holding back for so long and couldn't hold back any longer. It advised him not to have any ideas about the Tomb of Immortality.

Qin Ming nodded and said, "I know what I'm doing."

In a desolate area, Qin Ming landed on a large mountain and released the commander.

"President, come and take a look. Do you recognize this area? Does it feel familiar?" Qin Ming was just trying his luck.

He knew that the president's ancient identity was terrifyingly powerful, and if she felt even slightly familiar with it, it would be enough to show that this place had quite a "background".

The president's waist-length, silvery hair shone brilliantly in the night, and her spiritual energy was even more abundant than before.

Qin Ming's heart skipped a beat. The guild leader's realm hadn't changed, but why did he seem more "tricky" than before?

The president surveyed the mountains, then slowly ascended into the air, her white robes fluttering, like a celestial being on a journey, making everything under the night sky appear brighter.

"Huh?" she exclaimed softly, gesturing for Qin Ming to come over.

Qin Ming leaped into the sky, looking down at the mountains and rivers and all things.

The president stretched out a slender, snow-white hand and grabbed his wrist.

(End of this chapter)