Journey to the head

On January 15th, strong winds swept across the area near Jiling Island, dark clouds covered the sun, and torrential rain poured down.

The turbid waves surged into the sky, crashing against the shore with a thunderous roar, creating a sense of oppression in the heart.

Today is the appointed day. Lu Qian will come to the island to keep the appointment, based on the letter he has altered using secret methods. Once Lu Qian appears, we will immediately seize him with swift and decisive action and take the Dragon Palace Ascension Certificate!

Hidden on the island, Hai Mocheng closed his eyes tightly, seemingly in a meditative state, but his eyeballs trembled slightly. Even with his primordial spirit cultivation, he couldn't erase the tension and excitement.

Once Lu Qian entered the area, he ruthlessly activated the true talisman he had already set up to lock the space and cut off communication. Then, he and his two Nascent Soul subordinates attacked directly, unleashing their full power of magic domain and supernatural abilities to smash towards Lu Qian!

If he still has trump cards up his sleeve, then I will not hesitate to unleash the remaining two true talisman weapons, along with all my spiritual treasures, magic weapons, and rare treasures. As long as Lu Qian doesn't become a Void Refinement cultivator on the spot, I will definitely take him down!
With the Ascension Voucher in hand, the path to immortality in the Dragon Palace will be mine!
He rehearsed the plan, which he had practiced tens of thousands of times, once again in his mind. It was as if he already held the golden dragon scale in his hand. Hai Mocheng suddenly opened his eyes and whispered, "It's almost noon, why haven't they arrived yet?!"

The two Nascent Soul cultivators responsible for surveillance shook their heads repeatedly. Hai Mocheng angrily said, "You're just standing there like idiots. With these dark clouds and torrential rain, you can't see anything at all. They might even reach the island before you even know it. Hurry up and clear away this storm!"

The two Nascent Soul cultivators secretly grumbled to themselves, but in truth, no matter how strong the storm was, it wouldn't have much of an impact on them, who were high-level cultivators. However, they could sense their master's anxiety, so they dared not provoke him and immediately flew straight up, soaring into the clouds.

A few breaths later, the dark clouds that filled the sky began to rumble and tremble, and a cold, azure tide swirled in the sky. The torrential rain instantly turned into hail and sleet, which fell from the sky like waterfalls, creating continuous waves on the sea.

In the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, the dark clouds were completely swallowed by the cold wave, and all the moisture they contained turned into ice and fell. Suddenly, the clouds dispersed, the rain stopped, the gale ceased, and the thin clouds could no longer hold back the sunlight. Golden rays poured down like a tidal wave, and the world was filled with bright and clear light.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators withdrew their spiritual power, stopped their spells, and descended.

In that instant, they suddenly saw a beam of light shining brightly in the far distance, where the water and sky met, after the rain clouds had dispersed. It was heading towards Jiling!

Finally, Lu Qian arrived!
Hai Mocheng's eyes flashed with joy as he gripped the incantation to activate the true talisman. The two Nascent Soul cultivators instantly took their positions, and a tense atmosphere descended upon Jiling Island.

near, near.

Under the expectant gazes of the three, the nascent soul light continued to approach Jiling, and then directly entered the sky above Jiling!
Hai Mocheng was about to activate the true talisman with a flick of his finger, but in that instant, he saw the person who had come into view and immediately froze.

This person, this person is not Lu Qian!
The two Nascent Soul cultivators, who were about to pounce, froze in place. They were almost about to curse, "Who the hell is this?!"
The cultivator hovered confidently above the island, his spiritual energy propelling the rolling sound waves to spread in all directions.

"I am a steward of Haiyuan Pavilion. I have a letter that I need to deliver in person to Hanmu Lingjun Hai Shuangyao."

"Please, Lord Hanmu Ling, show yourself."

The two Nascent Soul cultivators were startled. They exchanged a glance and immediately sensed something was wrong.

A steward of Haiyuan Pavilion? Sending a message to Hai Shuangyao, specifying that it should be delivered in person?
Hai Mocheng stared intently at the Haiyuan Pavilion steward, his face dark.

In that instant, he understood everything.

Who would think Hai Shuangyao is on Jiling Island? Who would send such a messenger?
Only Lu Qian!

Hai Mocheng almost gritted his teeth to pieces. How could he be willing to give up? With a dark face and clinging to his last hope, he whispered a few instructions.

A Nascent Soul cultivator transformed his appearance and flew up, bowing to the Sea Abyss Pavilion steward: "Greetings, fellow Daoist. My young lady is lively and active, and she just ran away. Please give me the letter, and I will forward it to her."

The deacon of Haiyuan Pavilion shook his head: "The commission I accepted was to deliver it to Lord Hanmu in person, and it must not be handed over to anyone else."

"You might as well send a message to Lord Hanmu Ling and ask her to return and receive the letter."

The Nascent Soul cultivator chuckled, "Fellow Daoist, my young lady has wandered off somewhere to have some fun, and I'm having trouble contacting her for the time being. Please rest assured, Jiling Island is my Hai family's territory, and I am a Hai family cultivator—"

The deacon of Haiyuan Pavilion raised his hand to stop him, a half-smile on his face.

“My client said that Hamlingjun should be here. Since she is not on the island, I will take my leave.”

Hai Mocheng clenched his fists tightly!
What a Lu Qian! What a Tian Yuanzi!

If Hai Shuangyao truly appears here, she can accept Lu Qian's latest letter, which might be an invitation to meet her elsewhere.

If Hai Shuangyao were not here, then this conspiracy of meeting in Jiling would have been completely exposed!

By hiring a messenger from Haiyuan Pavilion, they easily and skillfully broke the trap I had painstakingly set up!

Another subordinate beside him quietly asked, "My lord, shall we make a move?"

Hai Mocheng stared intently at the Haiyuan Pavilion steward who was walking away, swallowed the murderous intent that was rising in his head, and slapped him across the face.

"You brainless idiot!"

Take action? What's the point?
Killing the messenger would only alert the enemy, and the conspiracy would still be exposed. What use would it be even if we obtained the letter?

In particular, this messenger was a Nascent Soul deacon from the Haiyuan Pavilion, not some nameless rogue cultivator. Even though I am an elder of the Hai family, I would not dare to act rashly.

Lu Qian even thought of this!
The group could only watch helplessly as the messenger rode away. All their painstaking arrangements and agonizing wait had turned into a joke.

Hai Mocheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a roar.

"Lu Qian, just you wait, how could I possibly lose to a country bumpkin like you!"

On a large island, a bustling market is packed with people, even more prosperous than the Meihuafang Market in Cangzhou.

In a luxurious, quiet room at the Haiyuan Pavilion in the market town, Lu Qian nodded and smiled, having received his reward.

"Thank you for sending me the message. I understand."

The Nascent Soul steward cupped his hands and said, "Tian Yuanzi, there's no need to be so polite. Since you hold our Haiyuan Pavilion's Class C Gold Token, you are our honored guest. It's just a small matter, why bother with thanks?"

After the steward left, Jiang Qingfeng breathed a long sigh of relief, still feeling lingering fear.

Just as my junior brother predicted, there's a problem with Jiling Island!

If it weren't for my junior brother's quick thinking in coming up with the idea of ​​using Haiyuan Pavilion to break the deadlock, we would probably be trapped and we don't know if we would still be alive.

As Lu Qian pondered, he stroked the gold medal in his hand. The medal, with the seal script character "Haiyuan" engraved on the front, was made entirely of pure gold, and its densely woven runes were impossible to imitate. On the back, there were two small characters engraved: "Baoji".

Unexpectedly, the gold medal from Haiyuan Pavilion that Baoji Sanren gave him back then came in very handy at this moment.

The holders of the gold medal have already been recorded. No matter where in the Yuan Chen Realm they are, as long as they enter the Haiyuan Pavilion and present their gold medal, they can enjoy corresponding assistance.

Moreover, after the battle against the wild beast uprising, the number of gems on this gold medal has increased to three because it once again saved the treasure ship of the Sea Abyss Pavilion and protected the unbreakable reputation of the Sea Abyss Pavilion.

This represents a Grade C Gold Medal, with authority second only to Grade A and Grade B.

Holding a Class C gold medal, Lu Qian arrived at the Haiyuan Pavilion in this market town and was immediately treated as an honored guest. Dispatching a steward to deliver a message was a trivial matter that could be accomplished with ease.

On the other side, Yu Jiao jumped up and down, cursing loudly: "Damn it, who dares to scheme against this great immortal! Don't let this great immortal catch them, or I'll skin them alive!"

Jiang Baitao was very worried. Hai Shuangyao wasn't on Jiling Island at all; the Jiling appointment was a scam, so her secret letter must have been tampered with.

Even the secret message has been altered. How is Shuangyao now? Is she in any danger?
"Don't worry, Hai Shuangyao has her grandfather's protection, so her safety is definitely not a concern." Lu Qian knew Hai Shuangyao's status in the family and comforted her. "She is too naive. She might just hand the letter to someone else to mail, and it's normal for the letter to be altered."

Jiang Baitao, thinking of her close friend's behavior, nodded with a wry smile. Jiang Qingfeng smiled helplessly: "Even if Hanmu Lingjun is unreliable, we still need her to enter the Dragon Palace. But how do we contact her now?"

Lu Qian pondered for a moment, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest of his chair. Qingfeng and Baitao dared not disturb him, only Yu Jiao covered his mouth while gesturing wildly and making faces, performing a silent mime.

This chubby little boy has ADHD.

Lu Qian couldn't help but laugh, stood up, and kicked him.

Do you have any good ideas?

Yu Jiao stroked his chin with his chubby little hands, playing the role of a wise man, and drawled, "Oh dear, this is difficult. We lack information."

Lu Qian raised an eyebrow; there really was a lack of information.

Having made up his mind, he left the quiet room and called over the mute servant.

"I wish to see the branch pavilion master. Please inform him."

Before long, Lu Qian was led to the head of this branch pavilion.

The true appearance and cultivation level of this pavilion master were concealed by the treasure. Although his expression could be discerned, his facial features were unclear, like looking at flowers through a fog. Lu Qian also noticed that his robe was embroidered with monkeys of various sizes.

"What does Tian Yuanzi need?" the Pavilion Master asked with a smile.

Lu Qian sat down: "I need some intelligence, intelligence on the Hai family. It doesn't involve core secrets, and the Haiyuan Pavilion should be able to gather it. Please help me."

The Pavilion Master's smile remained unchanged: "Tian Yuanzi should know that our Haiyuan Pavilion is absolutely neutral, does not engage in intelligence business, and never provides intelligence to anyone."

Lu Qian knew, of course, that Haiyuan Pavilion was engaged in the storage, transfer, and consignment of treasures, the long-distance transmission of letters, messages, and intelligence, as well as various intermediary and guarantee services.

However, the Haiyuan Pavilion, with its incredibly mysterious background and whose headquarters are still unknown, has branches all over the continent and the Immortal Meteor Islands, and can be found in most large markets.

They must be very familiar with the situation in various places!
“But I do need help.” Lu Qian held the gold medal in his hand. “I think some trivial information should fall within the authority of a Class C gold medal.”

The pavilion master's smile faded as he stared at Lu Qian, who in turn looked back at him.

A few breaths later, the pavilion master suddenly laughed heartily.

"Tian Yuanzi is right. A Class C Gold Medal grants access to some intelligence support."

"However, I hope Tian Yuanzi will keep this a secret and not reveal it. Otherwise, your gold medal may be taken back."

Seeing Lu Qian nod in agreement, the Pavilion Master clapped his hands: "I'll send it to you right away."

Before a cup of tea was finished, a tray containing jade slips was presented to Lu Qian.

The pavilion master smiled and gestured for them to proceed.

Although Lu Qian was prepared, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

Information about one of the "Six Pillars of Immortal Fall" came out of nowhere; the Sea Abyss Pavilion has indeed been collecting intelligence all along!
Having built his empire from scratch and meticulously established the Yunshan Sect's largest intelligence department, Lu Qian has personally experienced that those who control intelligence control the world! Whoever possesses more intelligence is more likely to win.

Meanwhile, the Sea Abyss Pavilion has already silently infiltrated the entire Yuan Chen Realm...

In that instant, Lu Qian had elevated the threat level of the Sea Abyss Pavilion to the same level as that of the Heavenly Monarch.

But for now, let's get into the Dragon Palace first.

Lu Qian began reading the Hai family information from the jade slip. As he had just requested, it didn't involve classified information, but the overall movements of the Hai family, the activities of most of the cultivators, the status of the core cultivators, and so on, were enough to alarm Lu Qian.

After a moment, Lu Qian put down the jade slip, having already made up his mind.

With intelligence support, the fog dissipated considerably.

Hai Shuangyao is currently under house arrest. Visiting her directly or delivering a letter to her would attract attention and suspicion, so it's not advisable.

Based on the Hai family's movements, it is speculated that most of the Hai family members do not know where the treasure certificate is. Only the person who modified the secret letter and set a trap on Jiling Island knows that the treasure certificate is in my hands.

That's normal; the treasure coupons are so valuable that everyone wants to monopolize them.

We still can't contact Hai Shuangyao, so...

"I want to know the location of the Dragon Palace of the True Dragon Heavenly Lord," Lu Qian asked directly.

The Pavilion Master shook his head without hesitation: "Tian Yuanzi, this is not information that a Grade C Gold Medal can understand."

In other words, Haiyuan Pavilion really knows the location.

"How can I upgrade my gold medal level? Can I buy it with money?"

The pavilion master burst into laughter, as if Lu Qian had told a brilliant joke.

"Would our Haiyuan Pavilion be short of money? To upgrade to the gold medal level, one must make a significant contribution to Haiyuan Pavilion." He slowly became serious. "The higher the level, the harder it is to upgrade. To be honest, in my opinion, your contributions are not yet up to the standard of a grade C gold medal."

“It’s just a matter of the minority obeying the majority…” He narrowed his eyes, “but since you already have a Class C Gold Medal, I will help you according to its authority.”

Lu Qian was not discouraged and nodded to continue.

"Then I need the movement patterns of most of the cultivators from the Six Pillars of Immortal Fall from the previous thousand years, or even several thousand years ago, from January to February."

The pavilion master stared at Lu Qian for a long time, then chuckled softly.

"I'm starting to understand why Baoji Sanren gave you the gold medal. I also really like smart people, especially smart people with great potential."

Lu Qian listened quietly.

"If you can't find out where the Dragon Palace is, then investigate the gathering place of the six Immortal Fallen Pillars cultivators, right?"

"There's no need for such trouble. I can tell you directly where they gather."

"Jade Pot Island".

Lu Qian bowed in thanks and was about to leave when there was a knock on the door. After receiving permission, a steward of Haiyuan Pavilion quickly entered and handed a jade slip to the pavilion master.

The Pavilion Master took it, scanned it with his divine sense, and looked at Lu Qian.

He slowly spoke: "Tian Yuanzi, we just received some intelligence within your authority. Are you interested?"

Lu Qian cupped his hands in greeting: "Please give your instructions, Pavilion Master."

The Pavilion Master chuckled with a wicked grin: "One of the Six Fallen Pillars, the Mi family of Polar Island, has begun the secret hunt for you." (End of Chapter)