Supernatural Insight Eyes

Walking down the street, there were many people coming and going. Ye Qiu naturally concealed his appearance; otherwise, he would have been surrounded by onlookers by now.

He is currently the sixth elder of the Pill Tower, and many people want to meet him.

When he rescued Tang Surou, he realized that some people were probing his whereabouts. Fortunately, Ye Qiu did not expose himself; otherwise, he would have been visited by many.

He didn’t want to be entangled by some people.

The location of Tian Gong is not a secret; almost every martial artist in the entire Ancestral Land knows about it.

Because Tian Gong is too famous, almost everyone knows about it.

Arriving near Tian Gong, Ye Qiu did not spend much effort as he arrived through a teleportation array.

"Is that Tian Gong?" Ye Qiu gazed from afar and saw a massive gate floating atop a mountain range, as large as a mountain. It was surrounded by mist, making it hard to see its entirety, but the giant gate faintly emitted a golden glow reflecting the words Tian Gong.

Tian Gong is a floating city in the sky, not on land but suspended in the air. It appeared incredibly magical, like a small landmass. It was unimaginable why such a floating land existed.

Even without entering it, merely observing from afar, Ye Qiu could feel the extraordinary nature of Tian Gong.

He had witnessed several renowned sects on the Ancestral Land, such as Turquoise Pool Holy Land, Tai Yi Divine Sect, Demon God Sect, but none could compare to the imposing presence of Tian Gong.

It was analogous to a village compared to a city.

From a distance, one could feel that Tian Gong was extraordinary, akin to the mythical South Heavenly Gate.

Was he supposed to oppose such a powerful force? Rescue the members of the Du Gu Clan from here?

Ye Qiu felt a headache. No wonder the Misty Saint appeared so solemn when mentioning Tian Gong; it felt less like a human abode and more like a celestial land.

Just gazing at it was enough to awe a person.

Ye Qiu took a deep breath; rescuing anyone was impossible for the time being. His strength wasn’t sufficient to accomplish such a feat. Even if he reached the Saint level, opposing a sect that had existed for ten thousand years was no easy task.

He should try to see if he could meet the Five Sheep Venerable One instead.

Directly seeking an audience in search of the Five Sheep Venerable One seemed imprudent. If the Five Sheep Venerable One disavowed knowing Ye Qiu upon realizing he was in the Ancestral Land, he would be left dumbfounded.

But if he were to wait outside, hoping the Five Sheep Venerable One would appear, it seemed foolish and a waste of time.

With a sudden idea, Ye Qiu went to a secluded place, took out the Tai Huang Bell, and hid inside it.

Afterward, the Tai Huang Bell shrunk to the size of a grain of sand and drifted into the mountain below Tian Gong.

The mountains beneath Tian Gong belong to its outskirts; only by passing through the grand gate of Tian Gong could one truly enter its interior.

To enter Tian Gong, one must go through the outskirts first.

Ye Qiu maneuvered the Tai Huang Bell like a mosquito, and it didn’t take long for him to pass through the entrance without anyone detecting him.

The Tai Huang Bell could escape the scrutiny of Saints, so it naturally evaded the gatekeepers’ notice as well.

Once inside the mountain, Ye Qiu discovered there were many pavilions and towers here. He also saw many people dressed similarly, busy with their tasks.

He didn’t release his spiritual power. Doing so would amount to suicidal behavior here.

Ye Qiu didn’t need to guess; this place was surely home to many powerful figures. How could such a hovering city as Tian Gong not have experts guarding it?

Out of caution, Ye Qiu stayed inside the Tai Huang Bell, not daring to breathe loudly as he manipulated it forward slowly, to avoid drawing attention.

Soon, in Ye Qiu’s line of sight appeared a white-clothed youth, looking about fifteen or sixteen years old, followed by two attendants. Judging by their demeanor, he seemed to be the offspring of a notable figure.

"Greetings, Lord Saint Heir."

Wherever the youth passed, people greeted him proactively.

"Saint Heir? Could he be the offspring of a great power of the heavens?" Ye Qiu thought from within the Tai Huang Bell, considering whether hiding on this youth’s body might lead him to the Five Sheep Venerable One.

With a thought, Ye Qiu directed the Tai Huang Bell to drift slowly towards the white-clothed youth.

Swish.

The Tai Huang Bell, now sand-sized, landed on the youth’s shoulder. Unless someone looked closely, they wouldn’t notice it.

Success!

Ye Qiu suppressed his excitement, initially thinking the youth might have protective charms like a Jade Pendant that would block him, but apparently, he was worrying too much.

Now he didn’t need to keep using the Tai Huang Bell, reducing the risk of being detected.

Wherever the youth went, Ye Qiu could see it, and it seemed like every place here was like a backyard to the youth, going wherever he pleased, unimpeded.

Even when passing Saints, the youth would spare only a glance, and instead, the Saints would greet him first, addressing him as Saint Heir.

This further astonished Ye Qiu; the youth called Saint Heir undoubtedly had an extraordinary identity. Could his guess be true?

The youth wandered the mountains out of boredom before returning to his residence.

Ye Qiu remained on the youth’s shoulder, not in a rush to leave. He felt the youth might be a very useful tool, allowing him entry into the true Tian Gong.

Of course, another reason Ye Qiu stayed was that he felt he might see the imprisoned Du Gu Clan through the youth.

For three consecutive days, Ye Qiu stayed on the youth’s shoulder. He noticed the youth’s martial talent was astonishing; at such a young age, he had reached the Gui Xu realm, almost matching Ye Qiu.

"To reach such martial heights at such a young age is truly terrifying," Ye Qiu thought, secretly astounded. When the youth practiced, Ye Qiu could sense his aura, undoubtedly in the Gui Xu realm.

Given a few more years, breaking through to the Saint level wouldn’t be impossible. More impressively, he was so young, merely in his teens, exceeding by far the talents of any Saint Heir or Demon Lord Holy Son Ye Qiu had seen.

Even Ye Qiu, who was quite a prodigy, felt envy at the youth’s martial talent. Compared to this youth, Ye Qiu realized he had lost.

It was hard to imagine how terrifying the youth would become once fully matured.

Just as the youth was fully engrossed in cultivation, the sound of a door opening echoed.

The youth opened his eyes and said, "Enter." Immediately, a servant entered, bowed respectfully, and said, "Lord Saint Heir, the Pharmacist requests your presence. The initial experiment is said to be successful, and this time, it will certainly help you master the Bloodline Power."