Immortality from Taming Elephant

Chapter 739 - 326: Abyss City (Part 3)

After showing the token, the shop assistant respectfully led the two to Room No. 3 on the third floor.As they pushed the door open and entered, the room was spacious and elegantly furnished.

By the window, a middle-aged man dressed in a blue robe, wearing a square scarf, with the appearance of a scholar, was gazing out to the sea.

Hearing the commotion, he turned around, his face thin, with a three-strand beard, eyes gentle, exuding a scholarly aura.

"Mr. Xu, Mr. Jin, I’ve long been looking forward to meeting you." The scholar smiled and cupped his hands, "I am Wen Zhong, entrusted by Mr. Thirteen to await you here."

"Mr. Wen." Xu Guang and Jin Buhuan returned the courtesy.

The parties took their seats, and Wen Zhong quickly got to the point without exchanging pleasantries.

"Mr. Thirteen and I are close friends, so his friends are my friends. As for the information Mr. Xu needs regarding Celestial Venerable Han’s secret realm, as well as the matter concerning Mr. Jin Xiangyang, I have indeed gathered some insights lately."

He first took out a jade slip and handed it to Xu Guang.

"This is a record of recent anomalies in the Falling Star Valley, a known list of various forces, and a rough map of the explored areas within the valley. Although the entrance to the secret realm has not yet stabilized, according to calculations by one of my predecessors, it won’t be long, at most three years."

Xu Guang scanned the jade slip with his divine sense; the content was detailed and highly valuable.

"Thank you, Mr. Wen."

Wen Zhong waved his hand, his expression somewhat serious, looking at Jin Buhuan.

"Regarding Mr. Jin Xiangyang... I’ve found something suspicious through some channels."

Jin Buhuan leaned forward.

"Please, speak plainly."

"Mr. Jin Xiangyang fell at Black Wind Gorge. The official record states that he was ambushed by an elite squad of sea tribes and died fighting. However, I found a disciple, who narrowly escaped and now lives incognito, from the outer circle of the Penglai Palace."

Wen Zhong lowered his voice, "According to him, on the day of the Black Wind Gorge battle, it seems... it wasn’t just the sea tribe."

Jin Buhuan’s eyes grew sharp. "What do you mean by that, sir?"

"Before that disciple fell unconscious due to his injuries, he vaguely saw a ’human-like’ figure flash by in the shadows of the gorge, using skills not commonly associated with the sea tribes, rather something akin to the cultivation techniques of Penglai Palace." Wen Zhong said slowly.

Xu Guang frowned slightly.

"Mr. Wen Zhong, you must have your suspicions already. Why not just say it?"

With that, he took a bottle of high-grade elixir and some exquisite spirit crystals from his bosom.

The person, like Mr. Thirteen, was a broker of information; paying directly would make him talk.

Indeed, Mr. Wen Zhong smiled as he glanced at the items on the table.

"Mr. Thirteen said Mr. Xu is generous, indeed it is so."

He then looked back at Jin Buhuan.

"We have clues that your brother’s death is related to some internal matters of Penglai Palace. Upon receiving Mr. Xu’s request, we conducted a secret investigation. After your brother’s death, three individuals in Penglai Palace experienced significant advancements, seemingly due to some fortuitous opportunity."

Jin Buhuan asked impatiently.

"Who are they?"

"Jin Yu Ming, Nan Changfeng, and Lu Qingchi, all are disciples of Penglai Palace’s inner circle."

Upon hearing the first name, Jin Buhuan’s breathing noticeably quickened.

The room fell into a brief silence, his breathing was quite pronounced.

After a while, Jin Buhuan took a deep breath and solemnly saluted Wen Zhong: "Regardless of the outcome, I am grateful for your help, sir, and will remember it."

Wen Zhong nodded and looked at Xu Guang.

"Mr. Xu, I hope you will adhere to the cooperation established previously with Mr. Thirteen."

This was a long-set cooperation; Mr. Thirteen would provide information, and Xu Guang needed to assist Mr. Thirteen’s friend inside the secret realm.

"I, Xu Mou, am not one to break my word."

After Wen Zhong departed.

Jin Buhuan’s face remained grim.

Jin Yu Ming was his cousin, and they had a good relationship before.

Who would have thought...

Xu Guang could surmise something from Jin Yu Ming’s name and tried to comfort him.

"This matter may not be as they suspect."

Jin Buhuan, after a moment of silence, nodded.

Xu Guang said no more, reaching out to pat him on the shoulder.