Chapter 3737: A Hard Place To Get Into

Lin Mu remained silent for a while as he looked at the projected image of the Heavenly Stream World floating between them.

An entire world.

A sect that had turned a planet into its domain.

Ten known Transcendents.

Perhaps more hidden.

And somewhere within it rested the inheritance vault of the Virtuous Calamity Daoist.

He finally looked up.

"How do I get there?" he asked.

Lady Kang had already expected the question.

"Getting to the world itself is simple," she replied calmly. "The Heavenly Stream Guardian Sect is not isolated from the outside world. It is one of the central powers of the Eastern Immortal Court and maintains active exchanges."

She waved her hand and another map appeared.

Several lines of light stretched across star fields and worlds.

"Major teleportation hubs connect to it. Trade routes exist. Merchant fleets enter and leave regularly."

Lin Mu nodded.

That part was not surprising.

A world sect of such scale could not remain fully closed.

Lady Kang continued.

"The sect also accepts talents from various powers from time to time."

"Training exchanges."

"Guest elders."

"Joint research."

"Competition invitations."

"Special disciples."

"There are many ways to enter."

Lin Mu slightly relaxed hearing that.

At least reaching the sect itself was not the problem.

But Lady Kang’s expression changed afterward.

"There is an issue though."

Lin Mu already knew there would be one.

"I have no idea where exactly the vault is."

He frowned.

Lady Kang folded her hands together.

"Pyxis only confirmed the final location broadly. The vault exists within the territory of the Heavenly Stream Guardian Sect."

"Nothing more."

She paused.

"And from everything I gathered..."

Her voice lowered slightly.

"The sect itself likely does not know the vault is there."

Lin Mu’s brows furrowed.

That possibility complicated everything.

He leaned back and thought carefully.

"The Virtuous Calamity Daoist was a renegade," he muttered. "One secretly eliminated by the Hardliner Faction."

Lady Kang nodded immediately.

"Yes."

"He became a stain upon them."

Lin Mu remembered what he knew.

The Virtuous Calamity Daoist had once belonged to the Hardliners.

Then something happened.

His path diverged.

His actions crossed a line.

Eventually he disappeared.

Officially it was never spoken of openly.

Unofficially everyone knew.

He had been erased.

Lin Mu looked toward the projection again.

"If they discover I am searching for his vault..." he uttered slowly, "they will never allow it."

Lady Kang agreed instantly.

"Not just disallow."

"They would investigate."

"Question."

"Watch."

"Perhaps worse."

Her fingers tapped the table softly.

"The Hardliners would not appreciate someone digging through old skeletons."

Lin Mu understood.

The diplomatic route was useless.

Even if he entered openly and asked, it would only attract attention.

And attention was the last thing he wanted.

He thought for a moment before asking another question.

"If I use my connections?"

Lady Kang already knew what he meant.

The Immortal Court.

The people he knew.

The favors.

His achievements.

She nodded slowly.

"You can enter."

"That much is possible."

"I can arrange introductions too."

"But..."

She pointed at the world projection.

"You will never gain unrestricted access."

Lin Mu sighed inwardly.

That was expected.

An entire world sect could not allow outsiders free movement.

Guest areas.

Exchange zones.

Public regions.

That was all.

Restricted territories would remain closed.

And if the vault was hidden...

It would almost certainly be there.

Lady Kang continued.

"There is another possibility."

Lin Mu looked up.

"Someone may already know."

Silence fell.

She continued quietly.

"The Heavenly Stream Guardian Sect itself may not know."

"But individuals within it..."

"Hidden factions."

"Old ancestors."

"Certain elders..."

"They might."

Lin Mu nodded.

That possibility had already crossed his mind.

The vault did not move there on its own.

Someone transported it.

Someone hid it.

Perhaps an entire group was behind it.

Perhaps descendants of the Virtuous Calamity Daoist.

Perhaps enemies.

Perhaps the Hardliners themselves.

Too many possibilities existed.

Lin Mu’s expression grew more serious.

And there was another truth.

One he could never reveal.

His hand unconsciously moved toward the ring hidden beneath his sleeve.

The Spatial Ring.

The first ring.

The one that changed his life.

The ring that gave him the Ethereal Altar.

The ring that made him meet Xukong.

The ring that started everything.

Without it...

There would be no cultivation.

No journey.

No Lin Mu standing here today.

Then came the second ring.

He found it after killing Huangyu Shiyi.

At the time he had no idea.

Only after the two joined did he realize they belonged together.

The first carried space.

The second carried elements.

The Omnicore Ascendancy Technique.

The elemental inheritance.

Everything came from it.

And yet...

Even that was incomplete.

There was a third ring.

He still remembered the feeling.

The compulsion from the altar.

The pull.

The certainty.

He wanted it.

No... Needed.

Lin Mu looked down slightly.

On the surface he was searching for the inheritance vault.

That was the story.

The truth was different.

He wanted the ring.

The inheritance itself was secondary.

The ring came first.

He had no idea what it held.

Spatial abilities.

Elemental inheritance.

What would the third bring?

He did not know.

But he could not ignore it.

And absolutely no one could learn about it.

Not the Hardliners.

Not the Heavenly Stream Sect.

Not anyone.

The rings were too important.

Too mysterious.

Too dangerous.

Lady Kang watched him quietly.

"You’re thinking about your inheritance again," she said softly.

Lin Mu looked up.

He was slightly surprised.

Lady Kang smiled faintly.

"You always have that expression."

Lin Mu chuckled helplessly.

Perhaps she knew him too well by now.

"I have to find it," he admitted.

"I know."

She leaned back.

"Then we plan."

Lin Mu nodded.

He already knew this would not happen quickly.

Entering the sect, understanding its structure, learning the world and searching covertly... All of it would take time. Perhaps years, and even then, success was uncertain.

Yet strangely...

Lin Mu did not feel discouraged.

Instead he felt anticipation.

A path had finally appeared.

The third ring was no longer an unknown existence hidden somewhere in the endless Immortal Realm.

Now he had a destination.

The Heavenly Stream Guardian Sect.

The world sect of the Hardliners.

The home of one of the strongest immortals alive.

Lin Mu slowly exhaled.

This journey was going to be troublesome.

Very troublesome.

But he would go.

No matter what.

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