"Clang, clang, clang..."

The sound of weapons clashing, and Yang Yan didn’t know what happened afterwards.

However, before he left, he took a glance and found that those two managed to force Wu into a sorry state almost instantly.

With Xu Jie and Long Jie around, dealing with these two wouldn’t be a problem.

These spoiled brats with powerful backgrounds must be here at Ten Thousand Mountains to challenge those ranked grotto heavens.

But, they happened to come across this matter, naturally wanting to show off in front of him to establish connections.

"Young master, that scene just now was really thrilling!"

Gu Sheng followed behind Yang Yan, exclaiming in excitement.

He was still savoring the scenes that just unfolded.

The three hundred Marquis Mansion disciples, pretentious as they were, gained nothing in front of Yang Yan.

What was more satisfying was that Yang Yan barely had to lift a finger as those suddenly appearing noble children beat them up.

Yang Yan had reached the entrance of a grotto heaven.

The entrance was small, seemingly only allowing one person to pass through.

The stone walls engraved with large archaic script—

293.

This was the grotto heaven marked on Yang Yan’s token.

A thin barrier still enveloped the exterior, and when Yang Yan touched it, he couldn’t help but frown.

"The thrill is irrelevant now. What’s up with this barrier?"

Yang Yan asked because he felt even he might not be able to break through this barrier.

"Young master, the sect arranged this, I’ve heard it’s for the protection of disciples in seclusion and their abode."

"Without Foundation Establishment cultivation, breaking this barrier is impossible."

Gu Sheng’s chubby face beamed with joy, with his small eyes squeezed into slits from excitement.

"How do I enter?"

Yang Yan pressed on.

Gu Sheng hurriedly explained:

"Young master, don’t you have a token? Once you’ve bound it with a blood drop, you can go right in. The barrier will respond to your command."

Yang Yan furrowed his brows slightly:

"Oh? If that’s the case, doesn’t Fang Yuan have one too?"

Saying this, Yang Yan had already taken out the grotto heaven token, conjuring a drop of blood from his fingertip, which promptly merged into the token.

In the next moment, Yang Yan felt an inexplicable connection with the grotto heaven token and the barrier before him.

"Young master, your friend will surely destroy his token later, or send it over. They know this, naturally."

Yang Yan shook his head, feeling like a fool in the cultivation world who knew nothing.

Abandoning distracting thoughts, as he focused his will, the barrier outside the entrance vanished.

A narrow opening appeared, just enough for one person to enter.

Yang Yan glanced back at Gu Sheng with an inexplicable look.

With his figure...

Well, fortunately, he could barely squeeze in.

So, Yang Yan said nothing more, leading the short, chubby, overly excited Gu Sheng inside.

However, after just a few steps, they discovered the inside to be unexpectedly spacious.

After navigating a short, narrow passage, Yang Yan found himself in an expansive stone chamber.

A finely crafted, antique square wooden table stood in the center, surrounded by four chairs of the same style.

A teapot rested on the table.

Apart from these few items, the large stone chamber was otherwise empty.

Looking further, a passage led deeper into the mountain’s core.

Doors appeared on either side of the passage.

Yang Yan counted about six rooms.

At the innermost door, he found a spacious master bedroom.

Its furnishings were complete.

Yet, these furnishings were antique, exuding an ancient charm.

Of the other six rooms, three were ordinary rooms.

They contained beds and some simple utensils, lacking sophistication in both design and material.

They seemed to be quarters for servants.

The other three were designated as the Alchemy Room, study, and Seclusion Room.

These three small rooms had their own barriers.

Besides Yang Yan, unless one had sufficient strength to forcefully break through, no one could enter.

Altogether, the grotto heaven was surprisingly over two hundred square meters!

But remembering how vast Ten Thousand Mountains appeared from the base, Yang Yan felt at ease.

If outer sect disciples have such arrangements, what about the inner sect?

Yang Yan felt a sense of anticipation.

"Young master, everything’s been sorted. Most of Fang Yuan’s items have been discarded."

Gu Sheng, sweating profusely, approached with respect.

Apart from the Alchemy Room’s herbs and large cauldron, and the study’s books left by Fang Yuan, all mundane objects were discarded.

Yang Yan had no habit of using others’ belongings.

"Alright, find yourself a room as a bedroom, and don’t bother me."

After speaking, Yang Yan entered the study.

The study contained not only Fang Yuan’s collection but books left by previous grotto heaven owners.

They seemed numerous, resembling a miniature library.

But in reality, most were trivial.

For example, the book in Yang Yan’s hand, ’Wandering Dragon Star Mirror,’ discussed the general background and anecdotes of Wandering Dragon Star.

Much content known to native Wandering Dragon Star residents made it irrelevant.

But Yang Yan didn’t know!

So, he read with zest.

The Ancient Abyss Sect was merely a seventh-rate sect, ranking ninth among the ten seventh-rate sects on Wandering Dragon Star, at the bottom.

Wandering Dragon Star was a seventh-level cultivation star.

Above the seventh were sixth-level and fifth-level cultivation star systems.

Each star system had a transcendent Daoist Sect Law Enforcement Alliance.

The Dao Sect, a second-rate sect, seemed to be the leader of all cultivation sects?

"Young master."

Yang Yan had just settled in when the recently instructed Gu Sheng called from outside.

"What’s the matter?"

Yang Yan furrowed his brow slightly.

"That group of friends of yours has arrived."

Gu Sheng lowered his voice, sensing Yang Yan’s displeasure.

"Not seeing them!"

Yang Yan instantly thought of Long Jie and his group, directly refusing.

If he hadn’t displayed the Sacred Body, how could those people possibly flatter him?

Such people were only good for occasional greetings.

As for deep friendship?

He’s not a fool.

"But they mentioned bringing Fang Yuan’s token."

Gu Sheng added hesitantly.

"Destroy the token on the spot and ask them to leave."

Yang Yan replied impatiently.

"Got it!"

Gu Sheng wasn’t as naive as he seemed?

If that were true, countless times he should’ve died in the Outer Courtyard ruled by the law of the jungle.

He understood Yang Yan’s implication, thus turned around at the entrance, saying:

"Apologies, my young master is in urgent seclusion, inconvenient for guests. The young master said just destroy the token here."

Gu Sheng’s speech showcased his diplomatic skills.

At least from his perspective, though unable at present to aid his master, he shouldn’t create enemies for Yang Yan!