The Grand Elder’s face showed contemplation, and he quickly had the Iron Crown Daoist taken away, then turned and walked toward the rear hall.
"Supre Elder, the clue to the Sutra of the Departed Soul has appeared again."
The Grand Elder entered a secluded courtyard deep within the rear hall with a cautious expression, and spoke respectfully.
The entire courtyard was not large, only half an acre in size, no different from a typical farr’s courtyard, filled with fruits and vegetables, with vines climbing on the walls and dried corn and peppers hanging under the eaves.
It looked filled with worldly aura.
It was hard to imagine that within this ominous and mysterious-looking grand hall, there would be such an area.
Not far from the courtyard.
An elder dressed as an old farr, with his sleeves rolled up high, revealing rough arms, was quietly plucking insects among the fruits and vegetables.
As he picked out one insect after another, a small bamboo basket on one side soon accumulated dozens of them.
"Sutra of the Departed Soul..."
The old man muttered, saying, "Under the rules passed down through generations of our Evil Dao Sect, whoever finds the Sutra of the Departed Soul becos the new Sect Leader of our Evil Dao Sect. Now, who has the Sutra of the Departed Soul?"
"It seems it hasn’t been obtained yet; the person has only just grasped the clue of the Sutra of the Departed Soul. If we act now, perhaps we can retrieve the Sutra of the Departed Soul ahead of ti."
The Grand Elder’s eyes flashed as he said this.
"Retrieve it ahead of ti?"
The old man dressed like a farr smiled gently, saying, "Do you also want to beco the Sect Leader?"
The Grand Elder’s expression changed, and he quickly waved his hands, "I wouldn’t dare!"
"Gu Yi, if you want to be the Sect Leader, I won’t stop you. You can go out and search at will, but there’s a condition: if you die outside, the Sect won’t avenge you. That’s the rule of the Sect."
The Supre Elder spoke calmly, continuing to search for insects among the vegetables, saying, "Anyone who can find the Sutra of the Departed Soul is free to seek it; I never stop anyone."
"Yes, I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare."
The Grand Elder’s face changed rapidly, and he quickly responded.
The Supre Elder chuckled softly, saying, "Pass all the clues you’ve obtained now, so I can prepare in advance."
"Yes, Supre Elder!"
The Grand Elder nodded respectfully and imdiately utilized the Spiritual Secret Technique, gathering all the information he had just obtained toward the Supre Elder’s brow.
The Supre Elder pondered, carefully experiencing the scene in his mind, clearly seeing a scene where Jiang Shi showed great power, and muttered, "Such a strong physique, this person... is not simple, really not simple..."
He showed a serious expression, soon no longer concerning himself with it, and resud his busy work.
The Grand Elder bowed slightly, saying no more, and respectfully withdrew from the area.
...
...
Within a deep and secluded cave.
Jiang Shi’s eyes sparkled as he rummaged through things, quickly taking out an ancient-looking stone box from under a stone bed, with a slight smile on his face, and slapped it with his palm.
Crack!
The entire stone box shattered into pieces under Jiang Shi’s slap.
Revealing a large, solid, blue-tinged copper plate about twenty to thirty centiters long and wide, covered densely with countless tadpole-like characters.
Jiang Shi’s eyes flashed as he reached out to grab the blue-tinged copper plate, frowning imdiately, "What kind of writing is this?"
"Ancient Divine Script!"
Daoist Master Xuan said seriously.
"Ancient Divine Script?"
Jiang Shi was taken aback, "God’s script?"
"Yes."
Daoist Master Xuan nodded solemnly, "This script has long been lost, at least among the current Human Race, very few can recognize it. That scoundrel obtained this copper plate and likely had it translated. It’s just unknown if he translated it completely."
"According to Yang Yaotian’s mories, he indeed had it translated, but Yang Yaotian was cautious by nature and only extracted a small portion of the text, and even deliberately scrambled it."
Jiang Shi replied.
"Exactly, if he had translated it completely, he wouldn’t have dealt with it so easily."
Daoist Master Xuan nodded repeatedly, his eyes gleaming, "Mr. Jiang, this Sutra of the Departed Soul is an extraordinarily defying Profound Technique, and now it’s right in front of you, gifted by the heavens."
Jiang Shi frowned, saying, "Unfortunately, it’s only a fragnt, and I still need to find soone to translate it."
Daoist Master Xuan smiled slightly, "Why find soone else to translate? I happen to have studied so Ancient Divine Script."
"You can translate it?"
Jiang Shi’s eyes flickered.
"Indeed."
Daoist Master Xuan smiled, "Even if it’s just a fragnt, this Supre Divine Skill is a dream technique for many. Even acquiring a tiny piece is a great blessing."
"Alright, then you translate this skill here!"
Jiang Shi said joyfully.
Daoist Master Xuan’s display truly surprised him.
It’s really unknown how many skills this person can hide.
"Oh, by the way, Mr. Jiang, there is another extrely lively place in this Divine Tomb Land. Whenever it opens, nurous expert gather from all directions, which I’m sure will interest you as well."
Daoist Master Xuan suddenly smiled again, saying, "This place is called the Divine-Demonic Trade Market, the only one of its kind in the world, set up by the descendants of the Divine Demons. At that ti, experts from all schools and nurous others will gather here, selling many items that cannot be sold openly."
"Oh? The Divine-Demonic Trade Market?"
Jiang Shi’s eyes flickered.
"Yes, haven’t you already reached the Blood Pill Perfection? It’s ti to prepare for the Nirvana Realm."
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