Chapter 338 [Don’t Come Again]

In fact, Chen Yan understood the meaning the crazy old man was trying to convey.

A Saint, that is the heavens!

For certain Sects and Families, there may exist issues of internal power balance, the problem of a big tail difficult to shake off, or measures taken to maneuver and divide factions for balance.

However, for a Saint Ancestor, such problems simply do not exist!

Under the premise of absolute power crushing, such problems won’t arise!

If a certain faction’s power within is too strong, are you worried it might grow overpowering?

Impossible!

A Saint can wipe them all out with a wave of their hand!

When absolute power crushes, there’s no need for so-called "methods."

Only when the power is insufficient do you need to draw in and divide, using those troublesome balancing methods. If the strength is enough, just squash them and it’s over.

Even if the Saint Ancestor were to wipe out the entire Ghost Race, it would not affect the status of a Saint.

The relationship between [Saint and Ghost Race] is different from [Emperor and Country].

An Emperor needs a country; without a country, there is no place.

But a Saint is different. A Saint doesn’t rely on the existence of the Ghost Race to become a Saint.

So, the question arises...

"Why did the Ancestor initially establish the Ghost Race?"

Chen Yan sighed and asked this question.

The old man didn’t speak, but a strange look flashed across his face.

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Chen Yan read the expression on the old man’s face, realizing that this was probably another "too unfair" question, one that even this space with different time flow couldn’t block.

The old man raised his glass and clinked it with Chen Yan: "Alright, let’s end the discussion here."

"What about next? What do I do?" Chen Yan pointed to the empty floor: "I’ve read everything here. Keeping me here, I have nothing to do now."

"..." The old man silently finished his drink, then slowly stood up: "I don’t know."

Chen Yan: "..."

"I’ve already said, it’s not me who’s keeping you here." The old man chuckled softly, then gave Chen Yan a wry smile: "Actually... have you ever considered a question."

"What?"

"I’m actually just like you, a person trapped here unable to leave."

Chen Yan: ???!!!

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After saying this, the old man left. He opened the door and disappeared behind it.

Chen Yan didn’t know where he went to hide.

This place has one ground floor, eight underground levels, and nine spaces in total.

Chen Yan never knew where the old man hid in this space, where he lived, or where he moved around.

However, he clearly remembered that when the East Sea sent him here, it seemed to have said something, meaning that once he arrived, the person who was originally here might not stay much longer either.

Chen Yan returned from the eighth underground level back to the first-ground floor.

He had nothing to do.

In this time cage space with a different flow rate, he’d been here for more than three years and four months.

He’d read enough and didn’t want to read anymore.

He sat by the window on the first floor, looking at the world outside. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Outside the window was the Inner City of the Black Wood Tribe.

Empty, barren, with only a few lonely buildings.

Chen Yan could sit here for half a day, and no one would pass by outside.

Chen Yan didn’t know how long he sat, then simply took out a sleeping bag, threw it on the ground, and crawled in to sleep deeply.

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Chen Yan didn’t know how long he slept—for in this place akin to a time cage, time itself seemed to have lost meaning.

Material wouldn’t change, or rather the speed of change was reduced to the extreme.

He wouldn’t feel hunger or thirst, wouldn’t feel tired, his body wouldn’t grow, and he wouldn’t age either.

Be it the Library or the Archives, the civilization history of this "unknown race" collected here evidently contained a huge secret.

And obviously, the old lady hoped he would know this secret. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have had the East Sea bring him here to read these things.

But...

Chen Yan smiled bitterly in his heart.

But he didn’t care about these things!!

What Domain Realm secrets, what Heavenly Dao, and this and that.

In essence, he wasn’t concerned and didn’t care. These matters, even if they aroused his curiosity, even a sense of fascination.

But fundamentally, once it touched the truth, his heart would only have one thought:

None of my business!

I’m not someone from this world! I want to return to the reality that belongs to me!

Even if something monumental happened in the Domain Realm, that’s trouble for others, unrelated to me!

Chen Yan was very clear about his purpose in coming to the Domain Realm this time.

He wanted to find the old lady to ask and understand one question.

It was also the only thing he cared about the most: how to prevent his girlfriend, Lu Sisi, from being possessed.

Or rather, after the reincarnation tribulation ended, they become a Saint or Immortal descending to undergo a tribulation.

Anyway, the core issue is: how to keep his girlfriend Lu Sisi from turning into another existence.

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Chen Yan was awakened by the aroma of food.

He opened his eyes groggily, then suddenly his heart jumped!

As a Third Realm Cultivator, he actually fell asleep?!

This nap seemed to have thoroughly relieved the exhaustion of his long immersion in reading, and the feeling of waking up fully rested, spirited, and energetic made Chen Yan subconsciously let out a comfortable hum.