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Chapter 1881 The Earth Listening Venerable



Chapter 1881 The Earth Listening Venerable

Ye Yan felt a chill run down his spine. He suppressed his pain and stopped at the entrance of the stone chamber. He did not rush forward. He secretly circulated the remaining spiritual energy in his body to maintain the most basic vigilance.

In this chaotic and desolate place, the sudden appearance of a mysterious old man with a spiritual accent left him no choice but to be cautious.

Seemingly sensing Ye Yan's arrival and wariness, the old man slowly opened his eyes.

In that instant, Ye Yan looked into those eyes and felt his heart skip a beat.

Those eyes were cloudy and weathered, as if they had seen countless ages, filled with weariness and loneliness, yet in the deepest part, a faint but unquenchable flame of obsession burned.

The old man's gaze fell on Ye Yan, sweeping over his tattered clothes, which clearly bore the style of the Spirit Realm, especially the wound on his chest that, despite being corroded by the power of the Buddha's Fiend, still emitted a faint dark golden luster. An extremely complex emotion flashed in his turbid eyes.

"The injuries on your body..."

The old man spoke, his voice aged and hoarse, yet carrying a peculiar, peaceful rhythm that subtly stirred Ye Yan's heart. "It was left behind by the Vajra Subduing Demon Fiend. You encountered a cultivator who claimed to be an ascetic?"

Alarm bells rang in Ye Yan's mind.

The other party not only pinpointed the origin of his wound in a single sentence, but also accurately described the characteristics of the person who injured him.

Does this old man know a lot about the Jijie Zen Temple?

He took a deep breath; he had to be careful.

Those who can carve out their own niche in this chaotic sea are not necessarily good people.

"Senior is...?"

The old man seemed to sense Ye Yan's wariness, but didn't seem to mind. He simply raised his hand slightly and pointed to the stone bench next to the stone table:

"Sit down and talk. Your injuries are severe and need to be treated as soon as possible. Don't worry, if I wanted to harm you, you wouldn't have been able to get in here."

Ye Yan hesitated for a moment, feeling the increasingly severe injuries and almost depleted spiritual energy within his body, and knew that delaying any longer would be extremely detrimental to him.

He gritted his teeth and did as instructed, walking to the stone bench and sitting down, but his body remained poised to explode at any moment.

The old man rose shakily, his movements slow, as if every joint was rusted.

He walked to the stone table, took some bright green ointment with a wooden spoon from an inconspicuous stone jar, put it in a clean stone bowl, and pushed it in front of Ye Yan.

"Applying it to the wound can alleviate the erosion of the Buddha's aura and help you recover some of your vitality." After saying this, the old man slowly sat back down, closed his eyes to rest, and seemed to no longer pay attention to Ye Yan.

Ye Yan looked at the emerald green ointment, then at the old man with his eyes closed, his mind in turmoil.

This ointment certainly looks impressive, but using a stranger's medication without proper knowledge carries a great risk.

Ultimately, however, the will to survive and the fear of his injuries worsening prevailed.

He carefully dabbed a little ointment with his finger and applied it to a shallow wound on his arm.

The ointment felt cool to the touch. As soon as it came into contact with the wound, the burning pain and the corrosive feeling of the dark golden evil energy quickly lessened. A gentle yet tenacious life force seeped into the skin and began to slowly repair the damaged tissue. There were even faint signs of purifying the stubborn evil energy!

"Good medicine!"

Ye Yan couldn't help but gasp softly.

The quality and effectiveness of this ointment far surpass the healing pills he had on his body!

Upon hearing Ye Yan's praise, the old man opened his eyes again, a barely perceptible ripple flashing in them, seemingly a mixture of relief and reminiscence.

"It's just made using some tough plants unique to this place, combined with some rudimentary alchemy techniques. It's barely usable."

"Compared to the Jade Marrow Regenerating Ointment of the Hundred Herbs Pavilion and the Purifying Flame Powder of the Purple Cloud Pure Courtyard in the Spirit Realm, it is far inferior."

Ye Yan was shocked once again.

Hundred Herbs Pavilion! Purple Cloud Pure Courtyard!

The old man not only knew about the Spirit Realm, but was also so familiar with its elixirs?

"Senior...who exactly are you? Why are you here? And how do you know about the Spirit Realm, and...the Silent Zen Temple?" Ye Yan suppressed his surprise and asked in a deep voice, his tone more relaxed than before, but his vigilance remained.

The old man remained silent for a moment, then looked at Ye Yan again, his cloudy eyes seeming to hold the flow of time.

"I am but a tomb keeper trapped here, barely clinging to life."

"As for the Spirit Realm... that was a long, long time ago."

"And the Silent Zen Monastery..." His tone suddenly turned cold, the peace instantly replaced by a bone-chilling coldness: "They are a group of madmen who stole the taboo and headed towards destruction. Since you were injured by their Vajra Subduing Demons and were able to escape to this place, you must also be their enemy."

"Tell me, is the Spirit Realm still well? And what realm is Yue Wuyai of Dragon Roar Temple at now?"

Ye Yan's pupils suddenly contracted.

How could this old man know so much?

Who exactly is he? How long has he been trapped here?

He suppressed his shock, clasped his hands in a respectful bow, and said in a respectful tone, "Junior Ye Yan, a disciple of the Wanchuan Sect. May I ask, senior... are you the Earth Listening Venerable who disappeared from the Spirit Realm hundreds of years ago?"

Ye Yan remembered that before he set foot in the Spirit Realm, he had investigated a lot of information to pave the way for Ming Chuan, always thinking that it would be easier for Ming Chuan to come to the Spirit Realm in the future.

Although Mingchuan ultimately didn't use the information he had inquired about, the Earth Listening Venerable did leave a deep impression on him.

About five or six hundred years ago, there was a Nascent Soul stage rogue cultivator in the Spirit Realm who was exceptionally talented and particularly skilled in exploring and concealing his presence in the earth's veins. His Daoist name was Di Ting.

This person's whereabouts are elusive. His last appearance was said to be after exploring an ancient ruin on the border between the Holy Realm and the Spirit Realm, after which he completely disappeared. The Spirit Realm all believed that he had already perished.

The once bustling Spirit Realm, teeming with geniuses, gradually declined due to the disappearance and fall of its inhabitants, becoming the place it is today, oppressed by the Holy Realm.

When Ye Yan first heard about this, he couldn't help but sigh.

If it is indeed this person, with his Nascent Soul cultivation and control over the earth's veins, it is not impossible for him to have carved out a hidden cave in a place like the Chaotic Void Sea and hide there for hundreds of years.

Upon hearing the title "Earthly Venerable," the old man's body trembled almost imperceptibly, and a sharp light suddenly flashed in his cloudy eyes as he stared intently at Ye Yan:

"The Earth Listening Venerable... Ha, I never thought that after hundreds of years, there would still be someone in the Spirit Realm who remembers this name..."

"However, I have never heard of the Wan Chuan Sect before. It seems that the Spirit Realm has gained quite a few new talents."

He neither admitted nor denied it, but his words and reaction were almost tantamount to admitting it!

A storm raged in Ye Yan's heart.

It really is the Earth Listening Venerable who has been missing for hundreds of years! How did he end up here? And how did he end up like this? Moreover, judging from his words, he seems to be extremely concerned about Dragon Roar Temple and Moonless Edge?

"Senior..." Ye Yan was about to continue asking questions.

Suddenly, a very slight yet clearly perceptible spatial vibration emanated from the entire stone chamber and even the caves outside.

This vibration did not come from an attack or an energy burst, but from a deeper resonance, as if it were a law!


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