Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 500 - 249: Thousand-Year-Old Demon (Part 3)

"It’s been a long time since anyone lived here."

King Yan walked into the room, but couldn’t feel the slightest bit of life.

"Did he move out?" The young girl was taken aback.

King Yan’s gaze narrowed like a thread, sweeping around the room. Besides some furniture, it was empty, clearly indicating that the person had moved out some time ago.

"Are we a step too late again?"

King Yan raised an eyebrow and noticed a piece of paper left on the coffee table.

He walked over and picked up the note, which had a line of small characters written on it:

Long time no see, little black dog!

Signed, Thousand-Year-Old Demon!

Boom...

Suddenly, King Yan’s gaze deepened, and a terrifying aura surged to the sky, instantly turning the furniture around him into dust.

...

At this moment, deep within Zhang Fan’s Primordial Spirit Inner Scenery.

The scenery of Jiangnan Yujing City appeared once more before his eyes.

Continuing the memory from before, one person, one dog, and a Daoist Child finally truly entered the realm of Yujing City.

The youthful Three Corpses Daoist would occasionally write letters alone to someone unknown, and after finishing, he would summon a wild goose to send them out.

The young Chu Chaoran had once asked, amidst the chaos of times, to whom he was writing.

The eyes of the Three Corpses Daoist were filled with distrust; this little rascal was constantly probing his secrets, seemingly waiting for an opportunity to completely overturn him.

In contrast, the big black dog was even more alert, watching the little guy with eyes like a thief.

However, the Three Corpses Daoist did not conceal anything, claiming that many years ago, he had known this person and communicated through wild geese, exchanging and discussing Daoist Skills, and although they had never met, they had been spiritually connected for a long time.

This time, coming to Jiangnan was to meet this person.

The Three Corpses Daoist said that person was hiding in Yujing City.

Boom...

Light and shadows shifted, and the scene before his eyes changed again.

A black sky over the Great Ming, ghastly moonlight spilling over the charred earth.

Everywhere in sight, there were broken limbs and skeletal remains.

The young Three Corpses Daoist was drenched in blood, his shoulder pierced, exposing a large bloody hole. He sat paralyzed on the ground, holding the young Chu Chaoran tightly in his arms. The latter’s breath was weak, intermittent, as if life hung by a thread.

Not far away, the big black dog lay in a pool of blood, its breath weak, tail broken and bleeding, twitching from time to time.

"Thousand-Year-Old Demon!"

Right then, the young Three Corpses Daoist looked upward, facing the burning Daoist Temple before him, and let out a furious roar.

In the firelight, a mysterious figure flickered in and out of sight.

"Why? Why not kill us?" the young Three Corpses Daoist screamed in a harsh voice.

"The Ancestral Master does not spare an empty name... You too are a person who has undergone Tribulation, how can you say such childish words?"

The indifferent voice came leisurely from the soaring flames, carrying a calm as still as an ancient well.

Woo...

The young Chu Chaoran let out a painful moan, and the young Three Corpses Daoist held him tightly in his arms, his furious gaze never leaving the mysterious figure.

"Years later, you will be grateful for such an experience..."

"No matter the height of one’s position, to have met such formidable foes in youth, to have survived near-death experiences... only then can a life be deemed brilliant."

The mysterious voice echoed from the flames.

"But, with your talents, to what heights can you ascend? The absolute peak is so unbearably lonely."

The blazing flames illuminated the skies, making the mysterious figure all the more distorted.

"But there’s no need to rush... time is the most precious gift the great road gives to young people..."

With Red Fire Separation and Reunion, the mysterious figure cast a glance as if high above, carrying a touch of compassion, looking at the Three Corpses Daoist, at Chu Chaoran, at the big black dog...

"Youngsters..."

"I await you at the pinnacle!!"