novelraw Chapter 1090 - 325: The Patriarch’s Decree
Chapter 1090 - 325: The Patriarch’s Decree
Chapter 325 [Ancestor’s Decree]
If this Hundred-Year-old Venerable were to uncover my identity... it wouldn’t be as simple as an old acquaintance meeting again.
Rather... the secret of my entry into the Domain Realm could be discovered!
The only passage between the Domain Realm and the real world is the World Wall!
It’s common knowledge both above and below in the Domain Realm... Even for a Saint, to enter or exit the Domain Realm, one must go through the World Wall!
The ring in my hand that allows secret passage into and out of the Domain Realm is unique under heaven!
Sometimes, even I, Chen Yan, am a bit curious: where did the old lady from my household, despite being one of the Venerables of the Domain Realm, obtain that ring?
This thing, based on everything Chen Yan knows about the Domain Realm, is impossible even for Saints!
Saints wanting to leave the Domain Realm must also go through the World Wall, encountering various dangers, and upon reaching the real world, they still face risks.
Otherwise, the Domain Realm would not have the iron rule of "Saints do not cross the World Wall"!
Thinking that the young man beside me might be an incarnation of the Hundred-Year-old Venerable, Chen Yan suddenly broke out in a cold sweat!
If he discovers it, then my greatest secret...
This enormous secret, if uncovered, might make even a Saint envious!
Perhaps, they might capture me, skin and dismantle me, search my soul and essence, just to uncover the secret!
Chen Yan was secretly sweating bullets, but the young man beside him only glanced at Chen Yan, his gaze slightly concentrating, then showing a hint of peculiarity.
Yet, this hint of peculiarity didn’t resemble the look of someone uncovering a secret; instead, it subtly revealed slight gravity, surprise, and maybe... fear?
Taking a deep breath, his once lazy demeanor somewhat straightened, he looked at Chen Yan with increasing seriousness.
With a slight intake of breath, the young man slowly articulated word by word, "I was blind just now, greetings Fellow Daoist!"
"Uh..." Chen Yan opened his mouth, instinctively saying, "Greetings Fellow Daoist."
They both remained in silence for a couple of seconds, then the young man pursed his lips as if gently smiling, speaking softly, "Fellow Daoist, are you interested in this Heaven-Crashing Ceremony too?"
Hmm?
Chen Yan responded ambiguously, but his mind suddenly clicked!
He... seems to not recognize me!?
Chen Yan reacted swiftly, the thought swiftly crossing his mind, immediately he responded casually, "If not interested in the Heaven-Crashing Ceremony, why come here?"
Pausing, Chen Yan mustered up courage and looked over, his gaze unabashedly meeting the young man’s eyes, "But... Fellow Daoist, I didn’t expect you also have the interest to observe this Heaven-Crashing Ceremony that leads one into Dao?"
The young man sighed, "Just want to gather more experiences and opportunities."
Chen Yan nodded with an understanding expression.
At this moment, footsteps approached, Chen Yan did not look back but caught a faint scent of perfume, uniquely belonging to the Cave Maiden Zhan Li of the Black Wood Tribe.
This Cave Maiden’s clothes always carried the scented aroma commonly used by Ghost Race dignitaries; traveling together recently, Chen Yan had grown accustomed to the scent.
Zhan Li gracefully approached and stood beside Chen Yan without acknowledging the young man sitting with Chen Yan— being a Cave Maiden of the Black Wood Tribe, outwardly serving as a retainer under the Ghost Race Ancestor Venerable’s tutelage, naturally, she wouldn’t regard a "common Loose Cultivator".
She sat knelt beside Chen Yan, softly saying, "You have arrived."
After speaking, she leaned forward, picking up the teapot and teacup on the table, pouring a cup of tea for Chen Yan, offering it with both hands.
Chen Yan remained expressionless, though inwardly slightly tense, pretending to be calm, he casually shook his head.
Zhan Li immediately restrained her demeanor, placing the teacup down, displaying a submissive posture.
Numerous Loose Cultivators nearby, along with distant Noble Sect disciples, looked over— clearly drawn by Zhan Li’s presence.
After all, Zhan Li is the Cave Maiden of the Black Wood Tribe, one of the Ghost Race’s eighteen tribes, noble in status, and she herself is at the Celestial Human Realm!
Plus carrying the aura of a retainer beside the Venerable!
To these Noble Sect offspring and lower-tier Loose Cultivators, individuals like her are Great Cultivators standing atop the clouds!
Many recognized Zhan Li, or even if they hadn’t seen her before, discerned the attire signifying a dignitary status of the Ghost Race.
Observing Zhan Li gracefully approach Chen Yan and knelt beside him, assuming a deferential posture and personally serving tea!
Immediately, countless shocked and amazed glances shot out!
"Who is that?"
"Does anyone know this individual’s identity?"
"To be served by a Ghost Race dignitary?"
"Fellow Daoist, be quiet! No commotion! That female cultivator is no ordinary person!"
"Hush! She’s a dignitary of the Ghost Race, a Celestial Human Realm Great Cultivator, Cave Maiden of the Black Wood Tribe!"
"To be served by the Cave Maiden? So... is that person, hmm, that individual, not just a common Loose Cultivator?"
"Could they be the legitimate son of some Great Cultivator or Great Power’s bloodline?"
In no time, people whispered discussions began.
Chen Yan vaguely heard these astonished dialogues, although uncertain within, he could only maintain an appearance of calmness, expression unchanged, only sitting there, calmly accepting Zhan Li’s submissive gesture.
The only exception was the young man beside him...
He remained calm and composed, showing no trace of surprise.
As though in his eyes, whether a Ghost Race dignitary’s Cave Maiden or a Celestial Human Realm Great Cultivator serving under the Ghost Race Ancestor, it was all indifferent.