Why Am I a Priestess When I Reach the Maximum Level?-Chapter 174[Vol. 6] - The Missing One
[Vol. 6] Chapter 174: The Missing One
Walking together deeper into the [Heaven-Opening Sect] ruins, through what could no longer be called streets but merely piles of rubble, Violet and her companions exchanged simple introductions with the unexpected group they had encountered. Violet, however, subtly began probing for information, while Ming Lan was clearly doing the same.
“So, Mr. Shui,” Violet asked casually, “how old are you this year?”
“Hm? Why do you ask, Miss Violet? My age… well, I’m around thirty. I just happen to look a bit younger, haha.”
The black-haired girl rolled her eyes inwardly but maintained a neutral smile as she smoothly replied, “Oh, nothing in particular. It’s just that your strength seems far greater than what your appearance suggests, so I was curious. Your hair color is quite rare around here. Are you from the Eastern Kingdom?”
Violet’s subtle question didn’t catch Ming Lan off guard. Instead, he responded with a practiced smile and cleverly redirected the conversation.
“Not at all. Miss Violet is the one who’s truly mysterious and unfathomable.”
“And speaking of hair color, isn’t it rather remarkable that all of us share black hair? It’s exceedingly rare in the [Ancient Spirit Realm] these days. Besides, the name ‘Violet’ doesn’t exactly match the typical naming conventions around here, does it?”
“Oh, you’re absolutely right! I’m from another world,” Violet said suddenly, her cheerful bluntness taking Ming Lan and his companions by surprise. They visibly paused for a moment, exchanging subtle glances with each other before quickly recovering with polite laughter.
“I see! That explains why you’re so unique. And what about Miss Violet’s two companions?”
Violet couldn’t help but chuckle at the attempt to deflect the topic. She glanced knowingly at Ming Lan and shook her head in amusement.
“Are you telling me you didn’t do any research before coming out here? Look at her! Her striking silver hair is unmistakable. You mean to say you don’t know who she is?”
It was one thing for an ordinary person to not recognize the Western Origin Spirit Maiden, but for Ming Lan, a high-ranking figure in Spirit Veil Immortal Island with clearly significant status, to be clueless? That was harder to justify.
“Uh…?”
Seeing the Spirit Veil group exchange puzzled glances, Violet sighed and waved dismissively.
“Forget it. They’re locals of the [Ancient Spirit Realm], but their circumstances are a bit unique. We met by chance during our travels and decided to journey together. Is there anything else you’d like to ask, Mr. Shui?”
“Oh, no, nothing more. Thank you, Miss Violet, for your patience. As for your earlier question… yes, we’re not fond of conflict. We’ve always believed in living quietly in secluded places, away from worldly matters. This trip outside is just an exception for something important.”
“I see…”
Sensing that Ming Lan intended to end the conversation, Violet nodded and refrained from pressing further, opting instead to focus on the road ahead.
So, they didn’t even bring up the [Spirit Fox Pendant]? That’s clearly what they care about the most. Cautious, aren’t they?
When Violet had interacted with Ming Lan before under her identity of [Dawn], she had thought he seemed a bit naive and straightforward. But looking at it now, his 30,000 years of life weren’t wasted after all.
Still… why are people from Spirit Veil Immortal Island here?
With these thoughts lingering in their minds, the group pressed on through the ruins. Finally, after some time, they reached what seemed to be the true core of the collapse. A critical area within the ancient town.
Though the final destination was still a little way ahead, it was clear they could go no further.
It was as though an invisible boundary had been drawn. From this point onward, the number of spatial fissures surged dramatically, forming a dense, almost impenetrable web of dark voids that shimmered and flickered like black stars in the empty space.
This was no longer something that could be navigated with luck or agility. Without a way to counteract the tearing force of subspace, anyone stepping inside would likely not survive even half a minute.
If this were a “battle royale” game, the area ahead could undoubtedly be called the final circle.
“This is getting a bit ridiculous…”
Standing just outside the “boundary line,” Mr. Shui Menshu looked at the dense, flickering web of spatial fissures ahead and let out a wry smile.
“It seems all the survivors in this collapsed ruin have gathered here. Violet, we…”
Xiao Kong, surveying the scattered groups of survivors nearby, nearly a hundred people spread across a dozen small teams, was about to say something when Violet gave her a subtle look, signaling her to pause.
“You’ve made it here as well. Should I say congratulations?”
“Well, well, it’s been a while, everyone~”
The voice came from none other than the members of the [Shocking God Sect].
Though they didn’t appear as unscathed as Ming Lan’s group, it seemed their previous battles hadn’t resulted in any casualties. Their leader, Teacher Mu, cheerfully greeted Violet, his gaze sweeping over the gathered individuals before landing on Violet’s group with a hint of surprise.
“Hm? Where’s Mr. Murong Yun? I don’t see him with your group. And… who are these people?”
His curious gaze lingered on the unfamiliar teams present, as if momentarily at a loss.
“Murong Yun didn’t come in with you?”
Realizing something herself, the braided-haired girl standing beside Mu Ze stepped forward and offered an explanation to Violet.
“No, Mr. Murong said he would wait outside. So we temporarily parted ways.”
The three women, who had expected to travel with Murong Yun, exchanged confused looks. Xiao Kong immediately voiced her concern.
“But we didn’t see anyone outside the ruin. We thought he came in with you.”
“What? Is that possible?”
The group fell silent, the growing realization of Murong Yun’s absence weighing heavily on everyone.
Mu Ze frowned slightly, and Shangguan Hong, the lead disciple, offered his thoughts.
“Could it be that he ran into trouble? Perhaps some group attacked him outside the ruin, targeting lone individuals to reduce competition. That sort of thing isn’t uncommon when vying for opportunities. Maybe Murong Yun had to flee temporarily… Should I ask around?”
“That’s not really necessary…” Violet said, turning her gaze toward the most notable figures in the group, the white-robed individuals.
“Did any of you see him on your way here? He’s a middle-aged man, a Western Origin Spirit Kingdom native, about this tall, dressed in white with black trousers, barehanded. He should’ve stood out.”
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Ming Lan and his companions shook their heads in unison, denying any such encounter. The group’s expressions grew increasingly serious.
Except for Violet. She seemed to have grasped something and didn’t press the matter further.
After all, Murong Yun wasn’t just any ordinary cultivator, he had reached the [Seeker of Immortality] Realm, a level of strength that made him no easy target for anyone. With his familiarity with the [Endless Wasteland Sea], even if he did encounter trouble, he should’ve been able to escape or leave a message behind.
For him to disappear so suddenly and without a trace could only mean there were deeper, more complex reasons at play.
It shouldn’t be forgotten. This was the [Heaven-Opening Sect] ruin, and Murong Yun was one of the last surviving inheritors of its legacy.
The sudden reappearance of the [Heaven-Opening Sect] ruin wasn’t a coincidence. Nor was the presence of Spirit Veil Immortal Island’s people here by mere chance.
The key to this mystery undoubtedly lay in the great secret hidden within this place. If they could uncover it, many unanswered questions would naturally come to light.
Violet’s gaze shifted toward the mysterious area ahead, cloaked in countless “dark stars” of spatial fissures. A peculiar sense of anticipation and curiosity stirred within her, as if she were about to confront the final boss of a dungeon.
It seemed the answers awaited inside.
