With a touch of emotion, she gently caressed the stone pirs and whispered, “Master, brother, Sara is back.”


    The stone pirs stood in a constant dance, shifting left and right ording to precise rules.


    This stone forest is known as the Nine Pces and Eight Diagrams Formation, a creation of her master, Meng Changsheng (Willie), during his lifetime.


    The enigma of this formation lies in its design: if someone is unaware of the method to break it, entering from any direction will lead to an endless search for the true exit.


    For outsiders, the only way to defeat this formation is to obliterate every stone pir, sparing none.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    However, Meng Changsheng (Willie) originally crafted this formation to safeguard his cave. His n was simple: if an intruder attempted to break in, he would be alerted before they could destroy the entire stone forest. If the intruder was weaker, he could silently eliminate them; if they were stronger, he had nothing to fear. The vast and heavy stone pirs would require significant time and effort to dismantle, giving him ample opportunity to escape. By the time the intruder managed to reduce the stone forest to rubble, he would have already fled.


    For centuries, Meng Changsheng (Willie) used this formation to conceal the cave where he practiced, sessfully keeping it hidden from all who sought to enter.


    The only two individuals who have ever breached this sanctuary are Sara and her senior brother, Parker.


    Returning to this ce, Sara skillfully navigated through the stone forest, moving swiftly left and right.<fndb32> N?w ?ovel chapt?rs are published on Find_Novel(.</fndb32>


    After making her way through numerous paths, Sara suddenly ducked, revealing the exit of the eight trigrams formation: an intricately carved arched stone gate.


    On either side of the gate, elegant couplets in cursive calligraphy were engraved. The first couplet spoke of 800 years of retreat and practice, while the second referred to nearly a thousand years spent among the stars and moon.


    While the couplets themselves weremonce, the horizontal inscription stood out. Most horizontal inscriptions consist of four characters, but this one bore five: “Can you live forever?”


    Sara recognized this couplet all too well. She gazed at the five characters and murmured, “Master, what does immortality truly mean? Five hundred years or a thousand? You lived for a millennium, yet you named yourself immortal. I have dedicated five hundred years to cultivation, yet I still face death in the end. Is there truly a way in this world to live as long as the heavens and the earth?” With a hint of sarcasm in her smile, she shook her head, saying, “If I ponder too deeply, how would I ever know the answer? If I did, you wouldn’t have met your end three hundred years ago.”


    With that, she turned her gaze away from the couplet and pushed the arched stone door open.


    The door swung open to reveal a stone room spanning approximately forty square meters. Sara was well-acquainted with this space; it was where she and her senior brother Parker had spent countless hours in practice.


    Inside, a futon remained from their days of meditation, and dark, long-dried blood stains marred the ground—the remnants of the time she had stabbed Parker with her sword.


    Lost in thought, Lin Feiyan reached out to touch the blood that had dried over three centuries ago and whispered, “Senior brother, the wound from the sword I drove into your heart still aches in my heart. If you had agreed to my wishes, we wouldn’t have been separated for three hundred years. Had we joined forces then, perhaps we could have driven Qing Gou out long ago. Wouldn’t the world be ours? You’re to me for yourck of foresight.”


    As she spoke, she couldn’t help but murmur softly, “Compared to three hundred years ago, everything seems unchanged, except for the dried blood of my senior brother. In other words, no one has visited this ce in the past three hundred years…”


    Her thoughts faltered for a moment, and she frowned. “So, the person who retrieved Master’s portrait has never been here, nor have Bruce Wade and his wife. Who could this person be? Where did Bruce Wade and his wife discover the secret to longevity?”<h3 ss="wp-block-heading has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>