Chapter 659

This pavilion was a weapon, and not just any weapon—it was one that had been on the battlefield, killed enemies, and seen blood.

Many people had been suppressed and killed by it, and they were all powerful individuals.

Otherwise, this murderous aura would not have persisted for countless years without dissipating.

Much like the aura the dragon race left on him, this was also an aura left behind by a powerful expert before their death.

"Little friend, you guessed correctly."

Suddenly, a voice came from ahead. Lin Moyu looked over and saw that not far outside the pavilion, a stone table had appeared at some unknown time.

An old man sat by the table, and tea had already been brewed on it.

The fragrance of the tea drifted over along with the voice.

The secret realm was already filled with a strange, fragrant aroma, but even that could not mask the scent of the tea.

This tea was extraordinary!

Lin Moyu had drunk quite a lot of fine tea, and the tea at Meng Anwen's place was without exception top-tier.

But compared to this… it fell far short.

Lin Moyu walked out of the pavilion and headed over. Only when he got close did he see the old man's face clearly.

He froze on the spot instantly, only reacting several seconds later. He hurriedly bowed and greeted him, "Greetings, Senior."

The old man was none other than the one who had ridden the green beast in the starry sky and annihilated countless powerful experts with a wave of his hand.

Lin Moyu had once suspected that the old man was Laozi from Chinese legends, but he dared not ask.

The old man smiled, "Little friend, do you have many questions?"

Lin Moyu nodded, but then immediately shook his head.

The old man's smile did not change, "Little friend, you nod and then shake your head. Nodding is instinct; you want to ask. Shaking your head is restraint; you dare not ask. You fear that the more you know, the faster you will die."

Lin Moyu looked at the old man in shock. His thoughts had actually been guessed by him.

If he had truly guessed it, that was fine, but if he hadn't…

Cold sweat had already broken out on Lin Moyu's back.

The old man continued, "Little friend, you are thinking that if I guessed it, that is fine. If I did not guess it, then it is somewhat terrifying."

He knew again!

Lin Moyu's heart skipped a beat. He stopped overthinking and simply said, "Senior, please stop teasing this junior."

The old man pointed to the stone stool by the table, "Sit down and have some tea."

Lin Moyu shook his head, "In your presence, Senior, this junior dares not sit. It is fine for me to stand."

The old man said, "Then do you want me to keep looking up to talk to you?"

Lin Moyu gave another awkward smile and immediately prepared to sit down.

Before sitting, he suddenly picked up the teapot and poured a cup for the old man and himself.

The tea was colorless, like clear water.

Yet it was overflowing with fragrance.

Lin Moyu sat down, stared at the tea in his cup, and couldn't help but praise, "This tea is extraordinary."

The old man laughed, "You haven't even tasted it, so how do you know this tea is extraordinary?"

Lin Moyu said, "The scent of the tea is intense; even the strange fragrance in this secret realm cannot suppress it."

"And what else?"

Lin Moyu gathered his courage and continued, "Furthermore, tea usually has color, yet this tea is colorless. It has fragrance but no color, which further proves that this tea is unusual."

The old man nodded and smiled, "Although you are just making wild guesses, you have passed. Since you say this tea is extraordinary, then drink it."

"Thank you for your generous gift, Senior!" Lin Moyu did not hesitate and picked up the tea to drink it.

The tea was like clear water, without any taste.

The tea did not go down his throat; it turned into gas right in his mouth.

Afterward, a burst of clear energy rushed straight toward his soul.

The nine-colored dragon soul crystal did not react at all, allowing this clear energy to enter his soul.

His soul felt as if it were bathing in sweet dew, and an indescribable sense of comfort washed over him.

His soul level rose rapidly, increasing by one level in the blink of an eye, reaching level 92.

The higher the soul level, the more difficult it is to improve.

It had taken him a long time to go from level 90 to 91, but going from level 91 to 92 had taken only the time it took to drink a cup of tea.

"Senior, your methods are truly inconceivable." Lin Moyu had to praise him, from the bottom of his heart, with utmost sincerity.

He had figured it out: in front of the old man, any small tricks of concealment were useless.

It was better to be straightforward and open; that would actually be better.

If the other party truly had malicious intent toward him, there would be no need for trouble—a single glance would be enough.

The old man asked, "Now you are finally being sincere. You are such a good child, why grow so many schemes?"

Lin Moyu smiled bitterly, "There are too many mysteries in the world that I cannot solve, and I always want to find the answers. For some answers, if I don't use a little cleverness, I cannot obtain them."

"The mysteries you speak of are like a clear mirror in my eyes. Do you know why?" the old man asked.

Lin Moyu now answered whatever came to mind, as he couldn't hide it anyway, "Strength, realm, and experience."

The old man was quite satisfied with Lin Moyu's answer, "Not bad. And so?"

Lin Moyu continued following the old man's line of thought, "Therefore, there is no need to use too much cleverness, nor is there a need to seek answers too early. When the strength is sufficient, the realm is attained, and experience is broadened, the answers will naturally be known."

The old man made a sound of acknowledgment and also took a sip of tea, "Once one method is mastered, all methods are mastered. There is no need to be deliberate; the more deliberate one is, the more inferior the outcome."

"You only need to maintain a heart of innocence and keep climbing; the answers will naturally appear."

Lin Moyu's eyes lit up, "This junior will remember that."

The old man continued to ask, "Do you know why Ghost Husband wanted to kill you?"

This was the first time Lin Moyu had heard the name Ghost Husband, and he immediately realized that Ghost Husband was the old man who had presided over the assessment earlier.

Lin Moyu shook his head, "I do not know, but this junior feels it should be related to my second Source Skill."

The old man nodded, "Then have you ever doubted whether the ancient starry road you saw earlier was real?"

Lin Moyu told the truth, "I have had doubts, but my intuition tells me it is real. You truly annihilated countless powerful experts with a wave of your hand."

The old man laughed, "Since that is the case, and Ghost Husband claimed to be my servant, did you dare not listen to him?"

Lin Moyu gave an awkward smile, knowing that the cleverness he had used at the time had not been able to deceive the other party, "This junior just did not want to give up the Source Skill, while also not daring to offend him."

Hahahaha!

The old man laughed, laughing very happily.

Lin Moyu suddenly felt that the person called Ghost Husband also laughed like this.

It should be said that Ghost Husband's laughter was imitating the old man before him.

It was not just the laughter; every action of Ghost Husband was imitating the old man before him.

He had only imitated the form, but not the spirit.

Every action of the old man was natural and seamless, giving a feeling of Taoist naturalness.

While Ghost Husband appeared somewhat deliberate, which was also one of the reasons why Lin Moyu had been suspicious of him at the time.

After laughing for a few moments, the old man spoke again, "You are very clever to have started suspecting him early on."

"His words were both true and false. The true part is that I did indeed let him manage the assessment space; the false part is that he is not my servant."

"He wanted to kill you, and that is indeed because you wanted to obtain a second Source Skill."

"That was because of a bet I made with him. As for what the bet was, do you want to know?"

Lin Moyu shook his head very quickly, "I do not want to. You said that when strength, realm, and experience are attained, the answers will naturally come."

The old man laughed again, "Good, good, good. You apply what you have learned well. You are indeed very good."

Lin Moyu said sincerely, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior. This junior will keep it in mind."

The old man said, "I will now give you a chance to ask a question. You may ask one question, just one."

"No matter what the question is, I will tell you the truth."

The meaning of the old man's words was very clear; he wanted to see what kind of question Lin Moyu could ask.

If the question was too deep, even if he answered, Lin Moyu would not understand, and it might even cause trouble.

If it was too shallow, it would only disappoint him.

It had to be said that this single question was another test.

Lin Moyu thought for a moment and gathered his courage, "Can I really ask anything?"

"Yes, I will answer whatever is asked." The old man sipped his tea slowly, closing his eyes and listening slightly.

Lin Moyu took a deep breath, "Ghost Husband wanted to kill me because of the second Source Skill. This junior wishes to know the reason behind it."

He spoke cautiously, while closely observing the changes in the old man's expression.

Chapter 634: Cannot think about it anymore, cannot think about it anymore

From the old man's expression, no useful information could be seen.

Lin Moyu felt slightly disappointed, but he gritted his teeth and threw his question out.

He did not know if the question he raised was correct or if he should have asked it.

But Lin Moyu had thought a lot in the short moment just now; he could clear up the train of thought for most problems.

Only this problem—he knew Ghost Husband wanted to kill him, and he had learned from the old man that the reason lay in his second Source Skill.

But why it was like this, Lin Moyu could not figure out no matter how he thought about it.

The old man seemed to be drinking tea, but Lin Moyu had a feeling that the old man should be looking at him.

After speaking, the two fell into silence.

The wind seemed to have stopped as well; all the vegetation was silent, and the entire secret realm was incomparably quiet.

Clack!

The old man put down his teacup, making a slight clinking sound, which sounded like a thunderclap on a clear day at this moment.

The old man's face always carried a smile, but Lin Moyu would not lower his guard because of that.

With such an existence, one really could not judge their mood.

Lin Moyu was very patient, waiting for the old man to speak.

After a while, the old man finally spoke, "You are very pragmatic and have not strayed from the essence."

Lin Moyu could hear that this was considered a compliment.

The old man continued, "Ghost Husband should have told you that the blood of the Source Bird was refined into the Nine-Character Mantra, and the Nine-Character Mantra was then differentiated into nine [Primordial Rune]s, which then became Source Skills."

Lin Moyu nodded; Ghost Husband did indeed say that.

Although he believed it at the time, he did not believe it entirely.

The old man's gaze turned to the teacup, and Lin Moyu immediately understood, pouring a cup for the old man.

But he did not pour one for himself; this tea was too precious, and before the old man spoke, he would not pour it.

The old man picked up the tea and took a small sip, "Ghost Husband did not lie; you do not need to doubt that."

"However, he still concealed something. Source Skills, [Primordial Rune]s, and the Nine-Character Mantra all come from the same source; ultimately, they all originate from the bloodline of the Source Bird."

"When someone masters one Source Skill, the impact is not yet significant."

"If one masters multiple Source Skills and they fuse with each other, it is possible to revert to the ancestor and return to the source."

Lin Moyu showed a look of shock, "Revert to the ancestor and return to the source… can it actually reproduce the bloodline of the Source Bird and refine the Nine-Character Mantra again?"