Guarding the River of Time-Chapter 383 - 373: Senior Zhang of the Long River, Scenery Above the Peak

Chapter 383: Chapter 373: Senior Zhang of the Long River, Scenery Above the Peak

This body of water is already far from the main river channel.

In front of him, there are a total of eighteen tributaries, all converging towards a lake from different directions.

Su Mu followed the direction of the eighteen tributaries, stepping towards the lake ahead.

Very soon, Su Mu stood above the lake and discovered a small island floating within it.

This island is not very large, situated at the center of the lake, probably around one or two thousand square meters, and upon careful observation, it’s clear that this small floating island was not naturally formed but rather man-made, with visible signs of its construction.

The overall layout is thus: all eighteen tributaries converge into this large lake, and at the center of the lake’s surface, a small island floats.

On the small island, various types of vegetation and trees grow, showing signs of habitation.

Upon closer inspection, one would find that the base of the island does not directly touch the water surface but is instead supported by clusters of white lotuses, roughly three to four hundred of them. Judging by their aura and appearance, these white lotuses are likely a type of Great Medicine, and a very high-grade one at that.

The aura of Little Sheep is coming from the island. It seems... it might be trapped on the island.

Su Mu walked across the lake’s surface towards the island.

Upon stepping onto the island, the dense trees in front began to move, clearing a path for Su Mu.

The air was filled with a faint floral scent, a mixture of various Spirit Medicine fragrances drifting about, the soil soft, and the air fresh, giving a sense of an idyllic utopia.

After walking and passing through a grove of purple bamboo, he saw a two-story bamboo-wood pavilion.

In front of the pavilion stood a figure facing Su Mu.

The figure wore a long white robe, tall and slender, with deep-set eyes and an unparalleled demeanor, smiling brightly at Su Mu.

It seemed this man was waiting for Su Mu.

However, Su Mu did not recognize him and had no memory of this man in his mind.

The next moment, the figure stepped out from the small courtyard of the pavilion and approached Su Mu. As he neared, he clasped his fist and said, "Honored guest, Fellow Daoist, please come in."

Su Mu looked up and down at this white-robed man and found that the white-robed man’s Cultivation Realm was deeply hidden. Su Mu could not see through his true level regardless of the Secret Technique he used.

Even if he couldn’t see through it, one thing was certain: this white-robed man’s Cultivation Realm was definitely higher than his own.

However, the other party seemed to know him and bore no hostility towards him.

...

Beside the courtyard, a big yellow dog was tied up. Upon seeing Su Mu approach, it bared its teeth, looking at him with wary eyes.

"Impertinent!"

"This is a guest."

The white-robed man sternly reprimanded the big yellow dog, which then lowered its head and retreated to the side.

Su Mu observed this big yellow dog and found that its Spiritual Power fluctuations were exceptionally high-level, and its aura was quite extraordinary.

"Forgive me, Fellow Daoist, this is a pet of mine, a bit unruly usually," the white-robed man explained with a smile.

The furnishings within the courtyard were simple and clean: a stone table, several wooden stools, a maple tree standing proudly in the yard, and some piles of firewood neatly stacked before the pavilion, giving off a vivid sense of life.

"Please sit, Fellow Daoist." The white-robed man made a gesture of invitation.

After Su Mu sat down, he asked, "Have we met before?"

"This is the first time we’re meeting. I have heard of the elder’s renown."

"My name is Zhang Ruocheng."

The white-robed man introduced himself.

"Su Mu." Su Mu responded as well.

"Elder, you look much younger than I thought," Zhang Ruocheng sighed.

Moreover, he couldn’t see the actual age of this Elder Su. On the surface, he looked to be only around thirty years old in bone age, which is impossible, so the only explanation is that the elder’s realm is so high that he couldn’t clearly see it.

From the surface, this Elder Su even seemed to only have the eighth stage of Dao Integration Cultivation, which is even more impossible.

"Brother Zhang, you also look quite young and have achieved such a cultivation at your age," Su Mu laughed and said.

"Elder Su flatters me. I am quite old already."

Zhang Ruocheng waved his hand.

In truth, he had already forgotten how many years he had lived, so long that his memory of his age had become blurred.

"Perhaps we are around the same age; let us address each other as ’Fellow Daoist’."

Su Mu also noticed that everyone who came to this river, regardless of age and even with higher cultivation than himself, would address him as ’elder’.

"Wouldn’t that be too presumptuous?" Zhang Ruocheng was a bit surprised, for he had heard stories of Elder Su, the temporal guardian of the River of Time, being so approachable.

It seems those tales were somewhat exaggerated.

Legend claims that Elder Su treated the Ten Thousand Realms as mere trifles, and to quell the last ’temporal flood’, had even banished countless worlds, being very cold and ruthless.

Upon meeting today, he wasn’t as indifferent as the rumors claimed.

Quite easy to talk to.

"It’s fine; there is no offense," Su Mu waved his hand.

"Is there something Fellow Daoist came here for today?" Zhang Ruocheng also directly asked, getting to the point.

For though he resided above the River of Time, his home was quite far from Elder Su’s abode, far from the main river channel, in a secluded corner living his small life, which should not affect Elder Su.

"One of my pets has likely wandered near your abode, so I came to check," Su Mu also directly inquired.

.....

"Was it that sheep?" Zhang Ruocheng suddenly thought of something.

"Apologies, my pet has wandered around and disturbed Fellow Daoist Zhang’s seclusion," Su Mu slowly said.

.....

"No, no, not at all."

"This river is inherently under Fellow Daoist’s guardianship; there is no issue of disturbance."

With that, Zhang Ruocheng turned and shouted behind the pavilion, "Xiao Zhu, bring over the Fellow Daoist’s Spirit Pet."

As he spoke, a red lark flew out from the woods behind the pavilion.

In the next moment.

The lark carried the tightly bound Little Sheep Ah Fei to the two of them.

At this moment, Little Sheep Ah Fei was bound by a vine around its legs and, upon seeing its owner come to its rescue, its eyes turned red in an instant, feeling utterly aggrieved.

It hadn’t expected that in all the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, aside from Li Qiye and its owner, there existed such a formidable person!

Easily binding it with no room for resistance!

"Why haven’t you untied it yet?"

Zhang Ruocheng glared at the lark.

In the next moment, the lark tearfully untied the bindings. Wasn’t it you who told me to tie it up?!

.....

After being untied, Little Sheep Ah Fei immediately ran to hide behind Su Mu, looking at Zhang Ruocheng with lingering fear.

"My pet, it didn’t damage anything of yours, did it, Fellow Daoist?"

Su Mu inquired.

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