The old man chuckled, “You are thinking too simply; naturally, that is impossible.”

Lin Moyu thought about it and agreed; it could not be that simple.

The bloodline was divided into nine, and each true word only accounted for one-ninth of the bloodline.

As for the Source skill he obtained, he did not even know what fraction of a single true word it represented.

It could be said to be a fragment of a fragment; wanting to recreate the Source Bird bloodline with such a fragment was simply creating something out of nothing—a fantasy.

Lin Moyu was almost amused by his own thoughts.

The old man said, "Although it is impossible to recreate the Source Bird bloodline, there is a chance to master the Nine True Words."

"With only one Source skill, the difficulty is immense, practically impossible."

"But if there are multiple Source skills, mutually verifying, merging, and comprehending them, there is hope."

Although the old man did not answer directly, Lin Moyu already understood.

The reason Ghost Husband wanted to kill him was that he did not want him to obtain a second Source skill.

If he had chosen to withdraw from the assessment at that time, Ghost Husband would not have been hostile toward him.

He had unintentionally created a formidable enemy.

Lin Moyu could only sincerely hope now that the other party could not leave the Primordial Secret Realm and would stay here forever.

As for himself, he estimated he would never come back in this lifetime.

As for what impact obtaining the second Source skill would have on Ghost Husband.

Lin Moyu did not ask again; he knew he would not get an answer even if he did.

The old man had said before that he was gambling with Ghost Husband, so he assumed this was related.

Lin Moyu said sincerely to the old man, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior. If I encounter Ghost Husband in the future, I will be careful."

The old man laughed, "Aren't you thinking that it would be best if he could never leave the Primordial Secret Realm, so you two would never meet again?"

He had been called out again. Lin Moyu smiled awkwardly, "Do you know how to read minds?"

"I am just old and wise."

The old man said it lightly, then tapped the table twice.

Lin Moyu understood; the old man was telling him that this was his second question.

The old man had only given him one chance to ask a question, and he had already used it, so he should not ask again.

Strength determined status. With the old man's strength, being granted the qualification to speak with him, and even being given a cup of tea to raise his soul level, was a great honor.

Lin Moyu was filled with gratitude.

If the old man had not been willing, he would not even have the qualification to stand in front of him.

The old man said, "In this world, a few decent figures did emerge in the previous era. They led the era forward, but unfortunately, they went down the wrong path."

"Their decline was prolonged by time, which in turn affected you all, making your path even more difficult."

"More than 1,000 years ago, a decent fellow appeared, but unfortunately, he could not become the guide of the era."

"More than 600 years ago, another fellow with decent aptitude came along, but unfortunately, he lacked staying power."

"More than 100 years ago, another one appeared; he had drive, but was too conservative, not a suitable candidate."

The old man's gaze swept over Lin Moyu, "I wonder if you have the qualifications to become the guide of this era in this world."

Lin Moyu replied, "I will work hard."

"I hope you can do it; do not disappoint this old man!"

The old man waved his hand.

The world turned upside down, and the sun and moon shifted.

Lin Moyu disappeared from the Primordial Secret Realm.

The old man looked toward the pavilion and muttered to himself, "Ghost Husband, oh Ghost Husband, the loopholes you were able to find were all ones that I allowed you to find."

"This time is just a small punishment; if there is a next time, you will be wiped out of existence."

As he spoke, a thunderclap echoed in the Primordial Secret Realm, and a gust of wild wind suddenly blew into the pavilion.

Screams immediately erupted from the pavilion; it was the voice of Ghost Husband.

The old man paid no heed and slowly spoke, "Little one, do not disappoint me."

Outside the Primordial Secret Realm, Lin Moyu appeared abruptly.

A meteorite happened to fall from the sky, landing right beside Lin Moyu, less than ten meters away.

Amidst a deafening boom, a shockwave swept over.

Lin Moyu let the shockwave of the explosion hit him, and a faint white light appeared on his body.

His skills had fully recovered, and the Damage Transfer skill took effect, diverting all damage to the Undead Legion.

The Damage Transfer skill was affected by his talent, weakening all damage by 80 times, so the damage borne by the Undead Legion was extremely limited.

Even if dozens more meteorites of this magnitude exploded, Lin Moyu would not even frown.

Looking at the entrance of the Primordial Secret Realm shimmering in the explosion, and then at the [Primordial Rune] that had disappeared from the backs of his hands.

Everything was real; he was not dreaming.

He had completed the assessment, permanently retaining the [Primordial Rune], turning them into Source skills, and integrating them into his soul as skill star cores.

From now on, these were skills that belonged to him forever.

Not only that, because of his near-perfect performance, the two Source skills he obtained had not weakened but were even stronger than before.

Lin Moyu took out the dragon scale given by Antares and activated it.

Antares had its eyes closed, its head drooping on the ground, appearing as if it were sleeping.

The occasional twitching of its eyelids indicated that Antares was not asleep.

The heavy breaths constantly puffing out of its nose also proved that Antares was not in a good mood at this moment.

It had not yet let go of the matter regarding the Dragon God.

It had already swallowed the dragon ball given by the Dragon God; although it hated the Dragon God, the dragon ball was a truly good thing, and Antares could not refuse it.

It was currently fusing with the dragon ball, which would take quite some time.

Suddenly, Antares opened its eyes; Lin Moyu had appeared not far away.

"Why is the brat back?"

Thinking this, it was about to speak, but saw Lin Moyu with his eyes tightly closed.

Antares realized something and did not disturb Lin Moyu, instead blinking its eyes with tacit understanding.

The surroundings immediately became quiet, and all the noise vanished.

"What is that brat thinking about? It looks like it's taxing his brain."

Antares was a bit curious.

It knew that Lin Moyu was very smart; for most things, as long as Lin Moyu could grasp a few details, he could analyze a large amount of information from them.

Because of this, it had paid a significant price.

Often, it would accidentally let a loophole slip in its words, which Lin Moyu would catch.

Even it did not know how many times it had slipped up, so it could only try to speak as little as possible.

In its eyes, Lin Moyu was a little fox, a little fox that liked to trick dragons into talking.

It just had not expected that Lin Moyu had encountered an old fox, and had not managed to trick much information out of him.

Lin Moyu was continuously replaying everything that happened in the Primordial Secret Realm in his mind, analyzing the words of Ghost Husband and the old man, word by word, bit by bit.

He was also sorting through all the scenes he had seen in the Primordial Secret Realm, one by one.

The experience in the Primordial Secret Realm was like a film, constantly replaying in his mind.

Lin Moyu vaguely felt that he was approaching a massive secret.

Unknowingly, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He thought of a saying: the weaker one is, the faster one dies when knowing too much!

"No, I cannot continue to explore this. If I keep thinking about it, something will go wrong."

"Why can't I know about things outside? There must be a reason. I cannot think about it anymore, I cannot think about it anymore!"

Chapter 635: Do Not Mention, Do Not Think, And Do Not Ask

Lin Moyu was sweating all over, trembling slightly.

He kept telling himself not to think about it anymore, not to think about it anymore.

But those secrets seemed to possess infinite magic, making him unable to resist, constantly wanting to think about them, to explore them.

He wanted to open his eyes, but he could not control himself.

Antares saw that something was wrong and let out a fierce dragon roar.

The dragon roar surged, drilling into Lin Moyu's soul.

At the same time, the nine-colored dragon soul crystal outside his soul also let out a dragon roar, resonating with Antares's roar.

Lin Moyu's soul was shaken by the dragon roar, and then his whole body trembled, finally waking up.

Antares finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Brat, what on earth were you thinking about? Your soul was about to collapse; this would have damaged your foundation."

Lin Moyu gasped for air; at this moment, he felt like he had just escaped death.

His memory was a bit fuzzy, yet simultaneously, things suddenly became clear.

What was fuzzy was the question he had just been pondering; he seemed to have sealed his own thoughts, forcing himself not to think about it anymore.

The clarity came because he now knew why the few people who had successfully obtained Source skills avoided talking about what happened in the Primordial Secret Realm.

They must have known what the Primordial Secret Realm was like, but they never made it public, not letting a single word leak out.

It was not that they did not want to say it, but that they could not say it; they could not even think about it.

Lin Moyu guessed that they must have used a method of self-sealing to lock away that memory.

Seeing that Lin Moyu had stopped speaking again, Antares could not help but lean over and ask, "Hey, are you okay? Have you gone silly?"

Lin Moyu shook his head, "I entered the [Primordial Secret Realm]."

"Isn't that normal? You originally went to find the [Primordial Secret Realm], so how did it go? Did you succeed?" Antares said dismissively; with its train of thought, it did not think too deeply.

Lin Moyu said, "I succeeded; both skills were successfully retained."

Antares said with a bit of excitement, "I knew it! If someone with your ability could not retain the skills, nobody else would even have a chance. How was it? Was it difficult!"

"It was alright; I went through a few assessments, it was not too difficult." Lin Moyu spoke the truth; given his ability, it really was not too difficult.

"That is true, your strength far exceeds those of the same level…"

Roar!

Antares stopped halfway, suddenly realizing something was wrong, and let out a fierce roar, "Brat, you still retain the memories from the Primordial Secret Realm?"

Lin Moyu gave a hum, "Yes."

Antares became excited, "Quick, tell me, what exactly is the situation in the Primordial Secret Realm?"

Lin Moyu asked strangely, "You don't know?"

"Nonsense, why would I ask you if I knew?" Antares said, looking annoyed, "Since the last era, anyone who entered has had no memories of the Primordial Secret Realm."

Lin Moyu had completely calmed down by now, "Didn't you say that you were omniscient?"

Antares snorted heavily, looking somewhat exasperated, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and tell me!"