Chapter 1392 - 415: The Presence of a Grandmaster—Xie Jiuyan

Chapter 1392: Chapter 415: The Presence of a Grandmaster—Xie Jiuyan

"Speak whatever comes to mind," Chen Yan’s gaze flickered.

"I... I vowed on the spot, and after I finished, I felt that something seemed... not quite right."

Chen Yan remained silent, just gazing at Wu.

Wu sighed, "I can’t exactly put my finger on it, but I always felt like there was some change, as if... as if something unseen was constraining me. Ah, I don’t even know how to describe this feeling."

As he spoke, his tone suddenly shifted, "But that stranger told me he laid a spell restriction on me. If I dared to break the oath, even after his death, the spell would rebound and cause a gruesome death."

Chen Yan tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Wu shook his head, "He was so immensely powerful, and after those days, my experiences had already left me utterly shaken by him. So when he said that, I truly believed it, in my heart of hearts!

Think about it, such a person like an immortal, performing divine techniques beyond imagination. Finally, he told me he cast a spell on me, which would rebound if I broke my oath...

Of course, I believed him!

And logically speaking, he wasn’t related to me, gave me so much benefit, and entrusted me with such a task. Naturally, he would leave behind a means to counter me. Isn’t this typical human behavior?"

Chen Yan nodded, yet said nothing, squinting as he looked at Wu.

A trace of divine sense was quietly released, winding around Wu as it explored his entire body.

Not noticing this, Wu continued, "Later... after I made the vow, I asked him another question.

I told him that I owed my life to him for intervening, otherwise I would have died while being pursued.

Although he initially intended to possess my body, ultimately he spared me, and indeed saved my life, without causing harm, so I must acknowledge his life-saving grace.

Moreover, he gave me so much gold.

I was grateful to him, so finally, I asked for his name, wishing to keep it in my heart for life.

Even if I were to find his descendants, it would be nice to tell them their ancestor, the immortal’s name."

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After Wu asked the stranger’s name, the stranger seemed silent for quite a while.

No one knew how much time passed, just as Wu thought there would be no response, he finally heard a soft voice.

"My name is Xie Jiuyan."

After speaking, the stranger controlled Wu’s body, extending a finger to slowly write those three characters on the ground.

Afterward, the consciousness of this mysterious cultivator, Xie Jiuyan, ceased to speak.

Wu waited for a long time, discovering that however he called, Xie Jiuyan no longer responded.

He felt something in his heart, yet dared not be certain.

Afterward, he stayed in the cave for three more days.

Each day he stayed inside the cave, except for eating, sleeping, and relieving himself, he did not step out.

But after three days passed, Xie Jiuyan’s voice never reappeared.

Thus, Wu finally understood...

Xie Jiuyan, this mysterious celestial being, finally... departed.

In the depths of the cave, Wu found the remains of Xie Jiuyan’s true form, from when he was saved by Xie Jiuyan.

Xie Jiuyan’s body lay in a cool yet ventilated spot deep within the cave.

Logically speaking, since the consciousness had been transferred to Wu’s body days ago, this true body should have been "dead" for many days.

Yet, what amazed Wu was that this corpse showed no signs of decay!

Its flesh full, its skin color normal, lifelike in appearance!

Watching Xie Jiuyan’s body lie there, eyes closed, except for having no breath, it seemed just like an ordinary person in sleep. As if at any moment, Xie Jiuyan might open his eyes to awaken!

With complicated feelings, Wu kept vigil in the cave for two more days, by Xie Jiuyan’s corpse.

Finally, after those two days, he was certain that Xie Jiuyan was truly dead, never to wake again.

Thus, the last thing Wu did was to cut some wood from the mountain, build a fire, and burn Xie Jiuyan’s corpse to ashes.

At that time, Wu held a special emotion towards Xie Jiuyan, this mountain’s celestial being.

The other had wanted to possess him but ultimately spared him.

Moreover, Xie Jiuyan’s miraculous abilities also left Wu deeply shaken with reverence.

Just like a celestial being!

Wu’s thoughts were quite simple. Such a remarkable person, he did not wish his body to be buried in earth, to be devoured by insects.

So, he burned it.

The fire burned all night, finally reducing the corpse to ashes, and Wu scattered the embers into the mountain stream.

Having completed this, Wu gathered his belongings, and uncovered a chest of gold in the cave, wrapped in an old cloth, and carrying it, walked out of the great mountain.

Yet in this world, no one knew that in this desolate mountain region, there once was a brilliant, master-like genius of cultivation, laid to rest!

He lived an amazing life, yet remained unknown.

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