CH 13

It seemed like there was no end to the darkness. Yan Hui felt along the wall. If it wasn't for the sound of Tian Yao's footsteps leading the way, she feared she would've been lost by now.

"Have you been here before?" Yan Hui was baffled. "It seems like you're familiar with this place."

A long time passed before Tian Yao, who was ahead, answered: "I've dreamed about it."

Dreaming of it......also counted as being there?

Yan Hui didn't voice her question because she heard the repressed emotions in Tian Yao's voice. It brought to mind the last time they went to the cave entrance. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his complexion was deathly pale. Yan Hui inwardly mulled over this.

This place had a sealed object. Yan Hui once heard a lecture given by a senior shifu. A seal was a type of imprisonment technique. The average person couldn't touch or take the sealed object. The sealed object also couldn't escape from it. Based off of its instrinsic nature, a seal itself was a type of barrier.

And this place had another type of barrier. Everyone knew that a barrier was used as a defense, but the barrier here was strange. It made Tian Yao feel pain.

She and the snake demon obviously didn't feel anything when coming here. It was clear that the barrier was for a specific something, or, it could be said, set up by a certain someone. Right now, it was clearly obvious the barrier was most likely defending against Tian Yao.

The object was hidden away in a remote place and protected by several barriers. The person who hid it here was protecting it on a comparable level to protecting against tomb raiders......

Using the hand she had against the cliff wall, Yan Hui lightly knocked on the stone: "The spell here is very powerful. The person who casted it could be considered one of the top xian cultivators."

Tian Yao didn't reply.

Yan Hui spoke again: "Oh Great Demon, when we were at the cave entrance, you said twenty years ago you passed through a tribulation of the heart. The person who made you go through it, could it be......" Yan Hui drew her words out. She probed out of curiosity and desire for gossip. "Su Ying, Master of the Guang Han Sect?"

The sound of footsteps in front of her suddenly stopped.

Yan Hui also stopped. They stood there for quite awhile. Ahead of her, a few words lightly floated back: "It was. What about it?"

After standing there for quite awhile, she got confirmation. Yan Hui was actually shocked.

Oh shit! It was really true! The gossip in Chen Xing Mountain unexpectedly wasn't just rumors concocted and thrown together by disciples!

Yan Hui's heart was like it had been lit aflame by the love of listening to stories. She followed her desires and stepped closer to Tian Yao. She repeatedly asked: "It really is her? You two really had a secret period of predestined love that no one knew about?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Tian Yao dismissed her and continued walking forward.