Chen Xuantian flipped the stone tablet lying on the ground, staring at the five ancient seal characters ’Netherworld Spring Taixu Realm,’ expressionless and speechless for a moment, his heart beating like a drum, muttering curses.

F*ck, he initially thought this was just a little side quest where he’d stroll around, enjoy the breeze, dig some graves, rob a tomb, and casually get through an emotional tribulation. Who would’ve thought, damn it, there was this huge trap lying in wait for him!

I mean, is this really like one continuous dungeon? Can’t they give him a break, let him rest for a few days, at least refine all three pearls and breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Realm??

"Hmm? Still not leaving? Weren’t you the one insisting on coming?"

The old lady next to him kept urging him, nagging him like a haunting spirit...

As soon as he heard about black water seeping from the coffin and saw those two words, Taixu, Chen Xuantian already knew what kind of monsters would appear in the final boss fight of this instance. Now he was genuinely experiencing some PTSD, as nervous as can be, his face pale, with goosebumps standing all over. I mean, Faceless Immortal, really? And he didn’t have Tie Dan’s My Sword. How was he supposed to fight this? Would the Key of the Gate even be helpful?

Tang Xian’er noticed that Chen Xuantian was acting a bit strange, like the other party couldn’t hear her transmission, and couldn’t help but ask,

"What about you? Everything okay?"

Chen Xuantian was both planning his strategies and preparing for battle, on guard for any Faceless Heavenly Demon diving out from the shadows. Who knew she’d suddenly say something like that, and he couldn’t hold back, letting out a "pfftt hehe" laugh.

"Hmph! Know it all, chop your head off!"

Tang Xian’er turned red with anger and, without looking back, walked right into the temple by herself.

"Hey, hey, wait, wait for me! I wasn’t laughing at you, really, oh my goodness..."

Even Chen Xuantian’s head was spinning, thinking this tribulation was truly too difficult. He didn’t even know if he could overcome it, and here this old lady was messing with his Daoist Heart, making him laugh. Such suffering!

But Chen Xuantian also realized this level was clearly one of Bubble’s arrangements, no escaping it. Since the old lady had indeed been here before, there might be a chance if they faced the tribulation together, so he braced himself and followed inside.

In the Taiji World, places with the name Taixu were first-class strange.

Thinking back, back when Tie Dan ventured through life and death, wielding his sword from start to finish, Kun would be chatting and playing cards with Chen Xuantian in the dorm, not caring much. But the few times they encountered the Taixu Realm, dealing with those faceless celestial demons, Kun would immediately leap over to lick his face, and Tie Dan almost lost his life. This alone shows the difficulty of this dungeon.

And here, with both Netherworld Spring and Taixu, it was a lie to say he wasn’t nervous. Chen Xuantian steeled himself, drawing his dual swords, Longyuan in his left hand and Tiger Blade in his right, cautiously stepping in the footprints of Tang Xian’er, matching her stride for stride as they entered the Qingcheng Immortal Ruins here.

The mountain gate arch was collapsed here, and this road likely led straight to the main hall of the Netherworld Spring Taixu Temple.

In theory, there are three Taixus, and based on the information Chen Xuantian had previously gathered from studying the Daoist Collection on Kongsang Mountain, along with the surrounding Immortal Palace relics, this place was likely referring to the Second Taixu, established after the Immortal Palace was founded and before the Mystic Sect emerged, a Taiyin Taixu created through the collaboration of the Ancient Taoist Sect and the company of Heavenly Demons.

Calculated like this, the Netherworld Spring Taixu Palace would be an Ancient Taoist Sect from approximately seven thousand years ago. The Ancient Daoist Inheritance spanning six thousand years was all destroyed by the Kunlun Demons, which shows the dangers of that fierce battle back then.

"Hey, pick this up here."

Thankfully, Tang Xian’er wasn’t messing around running off elsewhere, and after passing through the mountain path, she was waiting for him at the entrance of the main hall, pointing to a mangled corpse at the gate. It seemed this guy had crawled several meters towards the mountain gate before breathing his last, dragging pieces of his flesh all over, leaving the ground stained with indelible corpse marks.

"He took out his storage bag himself, spilled everything, probably trying to save himself. Apart from some martial arts techniques, there were many strange poisons, which I’ve collected. Oh, there was also a centipede. I didn’t know how to keep it, so I let you chop it earlier."

This indeed sounded like an inheritance from the Ten Thousand Poison Lineage. Chen Xuantian inspected the corpse and saw that this person was likely first body-broken by some Immortal Light, most of his Dao Body toasted to crispness, crumbling away, splitting crispy into pieces like popcorn by the Gang Wind Force shockwaves.

Chen Xuantian asked,

"It wasn’t just him, right?"

Tang Xian’er nodded and replied,

"There are many more inside. It seems there was some explosion, and they were all burned beyond recognition, leaving nothing behind.

However, there’s something weird about the main hall; I’m concerned there are Array Formation Restrictions, so I didn’t go into the main hall.

This person’s storage bag also had many healing medicines. I recovered my Refining and used Qinggong to climb along the cliff and get out of the mountain."

Chen Xuantian thought for a moment, looking at this inheritor of the Ten Thousand Poison Lineage, then at Tang Xian’er, 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"There’s a rumor in Jianghu that the Tang family in Shu is unparalleled in the art of hidden poison darts. Sect Leader, didn’t you leave the inheritance of Ten Thousand Poisons in the Tang family?"

Tang Xian’er fell silent instantly, as if she couldn’t hear the telepathic message.

Seeing her play dumb, Chen Xuantian didn’t press further, only shaking his head silently, knowing that Tang Xian’er ultimately couldn’t bear to let go of her family. She probably thought publicly abandoning the whole array of vibrant poisons would mean giving up on the Demon Path inheritance. Perhaps she believed that as long as she didn’t learn the Demon Path Inner Strength, saving a few poison techniques might be left in her family, granting the Tang family some unique skill.

But can you so easily take on the consequences of an immortal’s karma? The Five Immortals of Kunlun, seasoned old demons who created the Ten Thousand Poisons Gu Dao, killed countless people, destroyed numerous sects; how many debts did they owe? Even daring to accept his inheritance, wouldn’t these debts fall to your descendants in the future?