I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 469 - 431 The Great Tomb Opens

Early the next morning, Seven Peaks Mountain was like a festival, with people crowding from the main peak to the auxiliary peaks.

Among these people, there were quite a few disciples of the immortal gate, but even more Hua Hualang.

Everyone traveled from afar to Beiyed County just for today. So it was natural for those present to be excited as the great tomb was about to open.

"There’s a sign of Dao appearing, it seems the great tomb is about to open!"

Elder Mei was high up in the sky, watching the main peak of Seven Peaks Mountain.

Indeed, as if his words commanded reality, as soon as he finished speaking, rays of light began to spread from the main peak, followed by six auxiliary peaks also emitting precious light.

At this moment, Seven Peaks Mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, with the sound of immortal cranes echoing between the mountains.

Alongside the cranes’ cries, celestial sounds and Buddhist music reverberated, making one feel as if bathing in an Immortal Realm.

"Weren’t they saying the Cloud’s Crest Grandmaster was only at the Divinity Transformation Realm? But now, these phenomena seem like those accompanying an Immortal’s emergence?"

Mei Xianfu was evidently a bit puzzled, both surprised and joyful.

Yet, unlike her excitement, Elder Mei’s face was instead filled with worry upon seeing such extraordinary phenomena.

Such phenomena did not seem like something the Divinity Transformation Stage could cause. This sufficiently proved the tomb’s complexity—

If it truly is an Immortal’s tomb, the opportunities inside would naturally be extraordinary. But this also meant that those in the Golden Core Realm entering this Immortal’s tomb would likely face life-threatening dangers.

"Tian Lin, how about it, do you want to enter the tomb? If you delay, there might not be another chance."

Mei Xianfu inquired Tian Lin again, but Tian Lin still shook his head.

At this moment, suddenly in the sky, flying swords, soul banners, and an imperial bell smashed toward the main peak of Seven Peaks Mountain.

Tian Lin and others looked up to see that it was the elders of various sects who made the move.

It seems these elders were unwilling to stay outside. So with the appearance of this phenomenon, they tried to use magical treasures to directly break Seven Peaks Mountain from the outside, exposing the tomb within.

Unfortunately, their ideas were indeed futile visions.

The Tomb Guardian wasn’t lying; only Golden Core Cultivators could enter the tomb. So the Nascent Soul powerhouses’ treasures were instantly seized by the tomb without touching its entrance.

The Nascent Soul powerhouses looked somewhat disappointed, but those Golden Core Cultivators were slightly relieved.

Competing with people of the same realm, they had some confidence. Even if they couldn’t claim the great Dao inheritance, they could at least get some of its benefits.

But if the tomb allowed Nascent Soul powerhouses, who could contend with them for the great Dao opportunity?

Let alone the great Dao opportunity, afraid even the benefits would be taken away by those Nascent Soul powerhouses.

"The tomb door is open, who will enter first?"

With a rumbling noise, the ancient, heavy tomb door slowly opened at the mountainside of the main peak of Seven Peaks Mountain.

This tomb door appeared suddenly; usually, it didn’t attract attention.

Now, as the ancient, heavy tomb door opened, what appeared before everyone’s eyes was not a terrifying scene like coffins or corpses.

Instead, waves of immortal energy and sounds drifted from within, and the aroma of meat, fruit, and wine wafted throughout.

"Seems like, is there someone inside playing the zither?"

Someone wasn’t sure whether they were mistaken, after all, the great tomb was a place for the dead, how could it host something like a celebratory banquet?

"Thousands of years ago, it was common to accompany burials with female puppets, so having songstresses playing music inside isn’t unusual."

After explaining, someone asked others, "Who’s going in first?"

"If you all dare not enter, then I’ll lead the way."

A voice sounded, it was Tang Chujie.

As soon as Tang Chujie entered the tomb, it was like sounding the horn to advance, the others also swarmed in, rushing fiercely towards the great tomb.

Elder Mei looked worriedly at Mei Xianfu and said: "Is Xian’er really going in?"

Mei Xianfu replied: "If fortune is bestowed, not to take it is an error. Now the opportunity is here, how could I bear to miss it?"

Elder Mei knew he couldn’t persuade her, so he just said: "The Dao follows fate. If you truly can’t compete, don’t force it. Anyway, you’re young, there’ll be more opportunities in the future, no need to risk your life."

Mei Xianfu said: "Grandfather, don’t worry about me, if it’s truly impossible, I’ll prioritize protecting my life first."

She exchanged polite gestures with Tian Lin and then flew like a star towards the tomb gate.

Watching Mei Xianfu’s figure disappear behind the tomb gate, Elder Mei then resigned himself.

All he could do now was wait here for his granddaughter to emerge safely. Beyond that, he had no other options.

In just half a day, the formerly bustling Seven Peaks Mountain became much quieter.

Only several hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators hesitated around the tomb’s stone gate.

Until the tomb completely closed with a bang, these hundreds of cultivators finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Now they no longer had to hesitate about whether to risk entering, because they couldn’t enter anyway.

"A tomb that can prevent Nascent Souls from entering is evidently not simple, who knows how many traps have been set inside, just waiting for them to deliver themselves to death."

"Indeed, I sensed something was off here from the start. So once the tomb opened, I decisively gave up this opportunity. As a person, one should be steady."

A group of people who didn’t enter the tomb were reluctant to leave but since they didn’t go in, they were destined not to obtain the opportunities inside.

They may not wish for the tomb dwellers to die, but they did not want what they dared not take because of their own cowardice to be taken by others.

"They are just petty people angry at others having what they don’t, Elder Mei needn’t be upset by their words."

The whispering voices could not escape Tian Lin and the others’ ears.

Tian Lin himself wasn’t bothered by such words, but knowing Mei Xianfu was in the tomb, and Elder Mei was anxious about his only granddaughter, Tian Lin offered a reassuring word, lest Elder Mei feel displeased.

"Young friend, don’t worry about me, you can take your sword holder and leave first. This tomb evidently won’t open again anytime soon."

Tian Lin knew Elder Mei just wanted some peace at this time, so he also had no intention to linger here unnecessarily.

"Cui’er, Yu’er, you two stay here to take care of Elder Mei. When the tomb opens again, come inform me early."

The Yu sisters received their orders, and Tian Lin returned alone to his residence.

But as soon as he reached the door, he sensed something was off, indeed seeing two servants running out to tell him, "Master, the mistress of the Su family, Lady Wang, is here."

Seeing them as if facing a great enemy, Tian Lin said: "All guests are welcome, why are you being so apprehensive?"

These servants weren’t specially trained by an aristocratic family, so they were intimidated by Wang Yanyu’s status.

They forgot that Tian Lin’s cultivation and status—as a True Disciple of the Wenda Sect—need not fear a Wang Yanyu.

"It was my impudence to come uninvited, Brother Tian won’t blame me, will you?"

Lady Wang emerged from inside the house.

After her salute, Tian Lin returned the gesture: "These countryside servants haven’t witnessed grand occasions, forgive them for showing Sister Wang a laugh."

After speaking, Tian Lin frowned at the servant, "Why haven’t you served good tea?"

The servant felt aggrieved: "The Spiritual Tea has been kept by Miss Yu’er, we couldn’t find it."

This indeed made a joke of the situation, Wang Yanyu chuckled and said: "The Su family has several well-trained servants. If the ones Brother Tian employs are unfit, I may find some for you to use."

Those servants were trembling in fear, fortunately, Tian Lin’s recent words weren’t kind, and before those servants could kneel down pleading, Tian Lin already refused:

"I appreciate Sister’s goodwill, but I’ve grown accustomed to these servants, so I wouldn’t want to replace them."

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