Chapter 500: You’re Here

Translator: Tim Editor: GlobeGlotter

Ye Mo hadn't come out after saving her. Song Yangzhu imagined him crushed by the mountain, surrounded by those horrendous river fish. She should have been happy about his misfortune, but she wasn't. Standing at the mountain's base, watching the raging rockslides, she felt faintly melancholic. She didn't want to cry for Ye Mo, but couldn't hold back her tears.

Why was she crying for her enemy? She couldn't understand. It was as if she could still feel his warmth on her body. Holding the luminous pearl, she remembered their intimacy the previous night; today, she was alone.

Revenge was taken, but she couldn't repay the debt she owed. Although Ye Mo was her enemy, he had also become her man. Song Yangzhu thought about "her man" and fell into a daze, sitting there for a day, crying unendingly. Was she crying for revenge, or for the man who died? Only she knew.

She finally left on the third day. Hunger wasn't the worst pain; it was the lack of direction and meaning. "From today onwards, Song Yangzhu doesn't exist," she murmured. "I've avenged the Song family, and now I'm leaving." Her figure gradually disappeared from the outskirts of the Mei Nei Snow Mountains.

With a rumbling sound, Ye Mo knew things weren't good. He knew that if he didn't leave, he'd never leave. Grabbing a wooden board, he tried to use it as a foothold, but the stairway was buried. Instinctively, he threw the board in the opposite direction. As expected, the fish ate it, but he used its momentum to jump to the opposite wall. He used his flying sword to pierce the wall and stabilize himself.

Rocks and earth kept falling, some large boulders smashing into the river, splashing water as high as Ye Mo. He quickly climbed and dug a hole in the wall. Normally, he wouldn't use his flying sword to dig into stone, but he had no choice.

Just as he finished, larger rocks started falling. If he'd been slower, those rocks would have smashed him, no matter how powerful he was. Another rumbling noise echoed; more rocks fell. His heart sank. Something significant had happened; the entire mountain was shaking! He suspected the wall might fall.

Realizing he couldn't save himself, he dug again. An hour later, the rumbling weakened, but persisted. He estimated he was somewhere in the mountain's middle. Unlucky. He didn't know if Song Yangzhu escaped. He sighed. It would be best if he never saw her again, yet deep down, she was his woman. He didn't want her with other men.

'Was I too domineering?' he asked himself, then patted his head. His life mattered more; why think about useless things?

The outside sound lessened. Just as he was about to stop, he found he'd dug through the wall. A huge valley appeared, surrounded by stone walls, except for a small cave formation below.

It was strange. He crawled down, saw those disgusting fish, but fewer than before. What was this place? He found a place to continue digging, knowing he wouldn't get out otherwise.

He stopped using his flying sword. Though it wouldn't break, he didn't want to risk it; it was half his life. He could only rely on it to get out. Luckily, he had many weapons in his storage ring.

While digging, he cultivated and recovered his strength. He had food and water in his ring, too. A week later, he'd fully recovered, his power reaching the middle stage of stage 4; one step from tertiary stage. Joyful, he dug faster. Another day later, he'd dug into a new valley.

He could see the sky! He could fly out on his flying sword. He stood at the cliff and sighed; he'd survived. He hadn't gotten the crystals, but he hadn't lost his life, and his power had increased.

But before mounting his sword, he looked down. Ruins and broken bodies littered the area. He recognized it instantly: the Gourd Cave he'd escaped. He'd dug all the way here! He sent his spirit sense down, scanning the bodies. He even saw Xiang Mingwang's head.

The bomb was strong; the entire Gourd Cave was annihilated. But he didn't see Ren Pingchuan, meaning he'd left. Ye Mo worried. Ren Pingchuan was his biggest enemy. He'd have preferred one death, and that it be Ren Pingchuan's.

But Ren Pingchuan couldn't fly, so how did he leave? A great heaven master could easily leave the valley bottom. He scanned carefully; Ren Pingchuan's body was nowhere to be found, nor was a single living being. This was impossible.

Although most sect members were at the square, some hadn't come out. Where did they go? He walked into the ancient main hall; no one was there. He suspected another exit existed.

A two-meter tall stage with a black chair stood in the center, a dragon-inscribed veil behind it, and six huge pillars, each with the same strange animal. He recognized it: the ugly fish from the river.

Why was it carved here? Did the Gourd Cave keep them? What did they represent? He scanned the area and found a stone hole. It seemed strange, so he walked toward it.

He stopped, feeling the urge to run. "You're here," an extremely old voice sounded. Ye Mo got goosebumps. It was Ren Pingchuan! The old guy hadn't died and was waiting? How did he know he'd come? He'd kept his spirit sense out, yet only found Ren Pingchuan from thirty meters away. How had Ren Pingchuan done that?