Outside Of Time

Chapter 947 You Are Afraid, I’m Afraid Too (2)

Half a month later, amidst the increasingly intense rumbling, Xu Qing, who had opened up a path leading to the Moon Rebel Hall stretching nearly 30,000 feet, returned to the apothecary. As he appeared, he sat down panting and with bloodshot eyes.

“I only opened 30% of the path. I’m still about 70,000 feet away from the end.”

“Those people who can enter the Moon Rebel Hall must be peerless experts. At the very least, they should all be at Spirit Repository?”

Reverence rose in Xu Qing’s heart and he looked forward to this organization even more. He felt that anyone who could successfully pass the third test and blast open this path was extraordinary.

“I can do it too!”

Xu Qing’s expression was decisive. After resting, he stepped into the mirror again and continued to bombard.

The repeated actions also allowed Xu Qing to gain experience. Under the continuous pressure, his body became even more powerful. After it swelled, the size it could hold up also increased from five feet to ten feet.

As a result, his speed also increased by a lot. After another half a month, he successfully blasted open a path of 80,000 feet.

Standing there, he looked back at the path he had carved, feeling the immense hardship. Then, he raised his head to sense 20,000 feet away, and his reverence for the people within the Moon Rebel Hall grew even stronger.

“There’s still 20,000 feet left. I hope that’s the Moon Rebel Hall!”

In the distance, at the end of the path that Xu Qing had forcefully blasted open, the place it connected to was indeed the Moon Rebel Hall.

The Moon Rebel Hall was a separate space of immense proportions, containing a mountain of indescribable size.

There were a hundred thousand ancient temples constructed on that massive mountain. While there was some distance between them, from afar, they still appeared densely packed.

Every temple inside gave off an ancient feeling, as if the river of time had been flowing endlessly in this place for an unknown duration.

Some of those temples shimmered with light, while others were shrouded in darkness. The temples with radiance inside appeared to have statues and emitted colorful light.

From time to time, statues would walk out of the temples and fly to other temples.

They were enveloped in a soft light, exuding a divine aura all over their bodies. Their forms varied, and from a distance, they looked like a myriad of gods and devils.

At the base of this enormous mountain, there were the most temples. Half of them appeared dim, while the other half radiated with brilliance.

Among them was a temple situated between many radiant and resplendent ones.

Originally unremarkable, it had attracted the attention of the statues in the neighboring temples over the past month.

Because it was too noisy.

At that moment, as Xu Qing continued to forcefully open the path, a tremendous roar emanated from this ordinary temple, spreading throughout the vicinity, and the noise persisted.

“Not again!” Three to five statues walked out of the surrounding temples and glared at the temple that was rumbling.

“Damn it, this fellow is relentless. What are they up to?”

“It’s been a month, if this person wants to enter, they should hurry up. Continuously bombarding the guiding light, what’s their plan?”

“Crazy!”

“There must be a huge problem with their brain!”

As the rumbling grew increasingly intense, more statues walked out of the nearby temples. All of them looked over helplessly.

“I’ve never seen anything like this. For us, the guiding pathway is something you cross in a step. What’s this person doing, constantly bombarding it like this?”

“Could it be that they want to showcase their strength?”

“But what is there to show off? The Moon Rebel Hall has been without a master for many years, and the artifact spirit is in slumber with only its most basic functions still in effect. To maintain its continuous operation, the guiding light is adjusted according to the candidate’s cultivation level, precisely allowing the candidate to be guided up without hindrance.”

“Why is this person constantly blasting while taking steps? They could walk up with ease, so why act as if it’s incredibly difficult!”

Amidst the discussion, the rumbling continued and grew increasingly intense.

All the statues in the vicinity frowned but they were helpless. Before the temple was opened, they couldn’t enter. Hence, they could only choose to return and not listen to the annoying rumbling.

Fortunately, this time, it didn’t last long. After the rumbling echoed for another four hours, it fell silent.

Xu Qing was tired.

He panted heavily and looked at the remaining ten thousand feet before choosing to return.

The instant he appeared in the back room of the apothecary, determination appeared in Xu Qing’s eyes.

“I’ll definitely be able to blast it open in three to four days at most!”

At the thought that he could finally pass this third test, Xu Qing sighed with emotion. He felt that it was too difficult.

“After I enter, I have to be even more cautious and vigilant. The people inside… aren’t people to be trifled with.”

Xu Qing’s expression was solemn. Before he closed his eyes and meditated to recuperate, he spread out his divine consciousness and glanced outside the apothecary.

There were some people queuing up there.

As the reputation of the apothecary in the earth city spread, business was getting better and better. This was especially so for the faction of the middle-aged cultivator who had bought the antidotes from him. Because they had successfully resolved the crisis, they became even more respectful to Xu Qing.

Under their intimidation, many small forces didn’t dare to provoke the apothecary. With their protection, the trade of the white pills was going smoothly. They could sell a hundred white pills every day.

Fortunately, Xu Qing had a lot of them in his inventory and would occasionally refine them.

As for medicinal herbs, other than the ones he had accumulated over the years, he also bought them from outsiders.

Although he didn’t collect much, the middle-aged cultivator, Chen Fanzhuo, would come occasionally. Every time, he would be polite and respectful and bring many medicinal herbs.

Sometimes, when Xu Qing wasn’t around, he would know that it wasn’t convenient to disturb him after he sent the medicinal herbs over. Hence, he would greet Ling’er and leave.