Primordial Cultivator

"How many people do you think will die in the Pagoda?" Yang Wei sat next to Elder Jing and asked softly.

Elder Jing remained quiet as she could pretty much guess at least half, if not two-thirds of cultivators from the other sects would die.

'Hopefully, Elder Pao Huang heeded my advice and did not enter the Pagoda with the other disciples,' Elder Jing prayed inwardly as she leaned on Yang Wei's shoulder.

Their eyesight was on the massive Pagoda and could already imagine multiple sects fighting each other inside.

Any treasures inside the Pagoda are enough to change their sect ranking or even boost their cultivation base to a new height.

Alas, none of them was possible for Yang Wei and Elder Jing now that they have been evicted.

"Yang Wei, have you realized the atmosphere in this particular area is different compared to the rest of the mysterious realm?" Elder Jing suddenly said.

Yang Wei raised his eyebrow slightly and nodded his head in reply.

"Yes, I have noticed it for the past 2 days when you were in deep sleep but I'm not exactly sure about this phenomenon." Yang Wei then added.

Elder Jing pondered for a moment before getting up to look around the surroundings.

Afterward, Elder Jing narrowed her gaze at the mini-house that they haven't even bothered to explore.

They may have not said a single word but it was still a bitter pill to swallow that they got evicted from the Pagoda. Hence, they haven't been concentrating on their surroundings until now.

"Yang Wei, I believe this phenomenon may have to do with this seemingly calm and serene mini-house." Elder Jing said softly as she tried to use her spiritual sense to check on the mini-house.

However, her spiritual sense was cut off abruptly as soon as it tried to pierce inside, almost like there's a profound barrier deflecting it.

"I believe that's the case as well but are we really going to venture inside to check it out?" Yang Wei said and stepped forward.

Although they have just experienced a near-death experience, it didn't cause them any lingering trauma because they are cultivators.

If a cultivator is afraid of death then they are destined to be an average cultivator that could only live for around 100-300 years before dying.

After all, their cultivation base would never increase and would stagnate if they never strived forward.

Threading closely in near-death situations is what a cultivator always does to break through their cultivation realm.

"Let's explore the mini-house carefully then," Elder Jing then said and walked toward the door with her guard on.

Yang Wei followed tightly behind and made sure to react quickly in case there was something dangerous lurking inside.

Elder Jing placed her hand on the doorknob and glanced at Yang Wei to let him know that she's opening it.

CREAK!

The door made a creaking noise and Elder Jing retrieved a sword out as she dashed inside to be prepared if any monsters were lurking here.

Elder Jing glanced around the room and found nothing. The mini-house seemed to be deserted and no living beings were inhabiting it.

'Am I overly cautious or there is really something here?' Elder Jing questioned inwardly as she started investigating the house.

Yang Wei wasn't lazing around either as he checked on the broken table in the mini-house.

Yang Wei placed his fingertip onto the table and rubbed it slowly. 'There is dust all over the surface of the table, meaning no one has cleaned it for a long time.'

Sometime later, Yang Wei and Elder Jing finished looking at all of the furniture that was filled with dust and nothing relevant as they looked at each other.

"Nothing suspicious on my side," Elder Jing said and heaved a defeated sigh.

"Un, there isn't anything special from my side either," Yang Wei added and retrieved a handkerchief to wipe his hand gently.

"Guess we can only try this method again," Elder Jing mumbled softly as she closed her eyes.

Afterward, she started to use her spiritual sense to see if it would work this time.

Previously, she was outside so her spiritual sense was cut-off but now that she's inside, Elder Jing wanted to test if her spiritual sense would work.

Elder Jing concentrated on every nook and cranny to see if they had missed something that the naked eyes couldn't detect.

Sometime later, Elder Jing yelped in surprise as she held a disbelief expression when she sensed around a corner.

Yang Wei was dumbfounded to see her reaction as he hurriedly rushed toward Elder Jing and asked in a concerned tone, "What happened, Elder Jing?"

Elder Jing held a gawking expression as she looked at Yang Wei.

"T-This mini-house is hiding something enormous." Elder Jing stuttered as she swallowed nervously.

Yang Wei raised his eyebrow as he couldn't understand Elder Jing's meaning about something enormous.

Elder Jing cleared her throat softly before explaining things clearer for Yang Wei to understand.

"What I mean to say is- the mini-house is hiding an enormous area underground." Elder Jing said and continued.

"The underground is connected with some of the mechanisms in this mini-house but it's hidden completely where we would have to use our spiritual senses in order to detect it."

Yang Wei was dumbfounded to realize that a seemingly ordinary mini-house could be hiding such a secret.

"Is that the reason why there is something profound here that managed to prevent other magical beasts from entering?" Yang Wei exclaimed slowly as he finally figured out why no magical beasts dared to attack him when they were emitting a murderous aura due to their hunger.

Elder Jing nodded her head and walked toward the mechanism that is hidden deep in a neglected corner that no one would have noticed if they didn't use their spiritual sense.

Elder Jing took a deep breath before activating the mechanism in the corner and the room structure started to change as a loud rumbling sound could be heard.