Chapter 1771

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　　As Ye Wushuang sized up Sage Zhou Yuan, the sage’s gaze also fell upon Ye Wushuang.
　　”Judging by your voice, you sound very young, but I never expected your bone age to be under twenty！”
　　For a Martial Artist at the Deluded Self Realm, the lifespan limit is six thousand years.
　　Yet here, standing before Zhou Yuan, was Ye Wushuang with a bone age under twenty—what terrifying talent is this？
　　”Your speed is even more frightening than those so-called prodigies I’ve seen in the Xuanyuan Domain！”
　　Ye Wushuang smiled faintly and said, “Thank you for the praise, senior. Congratulations on breaking free from the seal and seeing the light of day again.”
　　Zhou Yuan, trembling unsteadily, stepped down from the altar. Standing a few yards away from Ye Wushuang, he spotted the Golden-Winged Spirit Falcon on the other side and exclaimed in surprise, “Is this… a Golden-Winged Spirit Falcon transformed from a Golden Silkworm Gu？”
　　Ye　Wushuang　nodded.
　　Zhou Yuan grew even more astonished. “Ordinary Golden Silkworm Gus transform into butterfly or moth-like beasts, which might then evolve into even more unimaginable avian creatures.”
　　”But your Golden Silkworm Gu actually transformed into a falcon—truly extraordinary.”
　　To be able to surprise a Saint like this, one can imagine how low the probability is for a Golden Silkworm Gu to metamorphose into a Golden-Winged Spirit Falcon.
　　”But no matter how extraordinary, none can compare to how extraordinary you are, little one！”
　　Zhou Yuan looked at Ye Wushuang with an admiring expression and said, “I, Zhou Yuan, consider myself a rare talent. Would you be willing to become my disciple？”
　　Hearing this, Ye Wushuang shook his head.
　　Zhou Yuan’s face was full of regret.
　　Everyone has a heart that cherishes talent, and he was no exception.
　　But Ye Wushuang clearly possessed an exceptionally high temperament.
　　Then again, if it were him, achieving such feats at such a young age, his temperament would likely be even higher.
　　Before long, the Golden-Winged Spirit Falcon opened its eyes, a gleam of brilliance flashing briefly.
　　With its wings spread, it swiftly flew to Ye Wushuang’s shoulder, standing quietly, its aura now more condensed and powerful, its expression brimming with joy.
　　”This falcon has already reached the late-stage Star-Plucking Transformation realm,” Zhou Yuan said calmly. “Its future achievements are limitless.”
　　Changing the subject, Zhou Yuan examined Ye Wushuang and chuckled, “Now I somewhat understand why a small place like the Tianyuan Continent would have a place like the Saint’s Burial Abyss, where even Saints can meet their doom.”
　　”As the saying goes, the land is outstanding and the people are talented. This land doesn’t seem as simple as it appears.”
　　Hearing this, Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “Since Senior has already escaped confinement and been away from home for eight thousand years, your family must be extremely worried. This junior won’t disturb you further and will take my leave…”
　　”Are you in such a hurry to get rid of me？”
　　Zhou Yuan’s aged voice rang out as he chuckled, “My current strength isn’t enough to protect myself. Young man, since you’ve helped me this far, why not see it through? Consider it a huge favor I owe you！”
　　”Uh…”
　　”What？ Unwilling？”
　　”That’s not it.” Ye Wushuang smiled. “Being owed a favor by a Saint is naturally something this junior would welcome. It’s just… those Qi family martial artists you saw earlier, whom I trapped and killed, were all my mortal enemies.”
　　”This junior has made many enemies across Tianyuan Continent, and there are plenty who wish me dead. If Senior travels with me, I fear… it might be even more dangerous.”
　　”Hahahaha…”
　　Hearing Ye Wushuang’s blunt honesty, Zhou Yuan couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
　　”You little rascal, being so straightforward leaves me at a loss for words.”
　　Zhou Yuan then added, “Rest assured, now that I’m free, I don’t intend to return home in such a sorry state either.”
　　”Although I’ve retained less than one-tenth of my former strength, I’m confident I won’t hold you back. If real danger arises, just focus on protecting yourself.”
　　Ye Wushuang thought to himself： Aren’t you just latching onto me now？
　　This Zhou Yuan kept trying to take him as a disciple, to become his master—this was definitely not a good thing.
　　Even if Zhou Yuan wanted to be his disciple, Ye Wushuang would still find this guy too old.
　　Seeing Ye Wushuang remain silent, Zhou Yuan continued, “Back when I first arrived in this Burial Saint Cave, I accidentally wandered into this illusory realm. Due to my Saint-level cultivation, the rules of this place rejected me, nearly causing my demise and the dissipation of my Dao.”
　　”And now, I no longer possess the aura of a sage’s power, so the rules here no longer bind me. I also want to see what secrets this place hides！”
　　Hearing these words, Ye Wushuang thought for a moment and finally nodded.
　　After all, Zhou Yuan had arrived here eight thousand years ago, following in the footsteps of another sage, Tao Qingyang, so his understanding of this place should be considerable.
　　Soon, Zhou Yuan and Ye Wushuang left the tunnel chamber together and reappeared on the surface.
　　At a glance, the surroundings were all ruins.
　　Zhou Yuan gazed at the desolate ruins, his expression dazed. After a long while, he finally sighed and said, “When I came here back then, this place was a vast and magnificent palace complex, with some treasures left behind by even more powerful sages. In the blink of an eye, eight thousand years have passed… and now it too has become ruins.”
　　Ye Wushuang stood not far from Zhou Yuan’s side, also feeling a sense of lament, and couldn’t help but say, “Originally, I just happened to run into members of the Qi, Zhao, and Yu families. I never expected that, in the blink of an eye, I’d be able to use Senior’s help to trap and kill them all here.”
　　Hearing Ye Wushuang’s lament, Zhou Yuan gave him a strange sidelong glance.
　　”Heh, young man, originally I thought that while this place looks like ruins on the surface, there might still be some overlooked opportunities left behind from back then,” Zhou Yuan said lightly. “I was planning to give you a few pointers to make your breakthrough to the Stellar Transformation Realm easier. But now, it seems unnecessary.”
　　As a former Saint, Zhou Yuan naturally disdained even the most excellent opportunities beneficial to the Arrogant Self and Stellar Transformation Realms.
　　Hearing this, Ye Wushuang smiled faintly and said, “If Senior is willing to give pointers, then give them. If not, there’s nothing I can do about it！”
　　”If you were to beg me properly, I might be in a good mood and decide to give you some pointers after all！” Zhou Yuan hinted.
　　But Ye Wushuang completely ignored him.
　　In the end, seeing that Ye Wushuang wouldn’t bow for the sake of opportunities, Zhou Yuan lost all motivation and dropped his saintly demeanor, leading Ye Wushuang as they searched through the ruins.
　　After all, too much time has passed since those days, and several opportunities have vanished into thin air due to the long passage of time.
　　But perseverance pays off. After searching for half a day and scouring over a dozen ruins, Zhou Yuan finally found a place that remained relatively intact…