In the black hole appeared a pitch-black cave.
And in front of Yang Yan, there was an old monk covered in weeds.
Looking at the weeds on him, it was unclear how long he had been in ditation here.
"Prophetic Monk, I ca here just to try my luck, not really expecting much."
"I just didn't expect my luck to be so good that I stumbled upon you like this!"
Yang Yan looked at the monk in front of him, almost covered by weeds, and said with a smile.
"Everything in the world is predestined, it's neither you who found , nor I who encountered you."
"Our eting today was inevitable, do you understand what I'm saying?"
The monk looked at Yang Yan and said slowly.
"Heh! Anyone who didn't know would think you're one of those great swindlers from Huaxia, using all kinds of so-called clever words."
"Or is it that all the monks in this world are like this?"
Yang Yan laughed as he spoke.
"Are you really happy? Aren't you worried about the upheaval in the world to co?"
"You might even have friends or family who will die in this turmoil."
The old monk looked at Yang Yan with confusion, asking sowhat perplexed.
"Heh! I'm not here to listen to your nonsense, just tell what this thing is all about!"
After saying that, Yang Yan directly took out the Emperor's Blood Jade from the Void and placed it in front of the monk.
At this mont, the Emperor's Blood Jade no longer had its original luster, but was instead covered in cracks, as if it was about to shatter.
"You already have the answer in your heart, so why bother asking ?"
The old monk gave the Emperor's Blood Jade a serious look and then spoke.
"Heh! If that's the case, then I have nothing more to do."
After speaking, Yang Yan turned around and was about to leave the cave.
The monk on the opposite side looked at Yang Yan with a puzzled expression, contemplating sothing.
"So that's it, I understand! So that's how it is!"
"I prided myself on being smart, yet I didn't expect to have caused her life then."
"Now I've made the sa mistake again, the curtain has been drawn, and you are the one who drew it."
The old monk, who hadn't moved for a long ti, suddenly stood up.
At this mont, he was completely different from his previous near-death state.
It seed as if his body had gone from winter to a vibrant sumr in an instant.
"Heh!"
Yang Yan glanced at the monk who had regained his vitality, sneered, and then disappeared from the spot.
"The matter is settled, the Prophetic Monk is on the move, now all that's left is to wait."
After leaving the cave, Yang Yan made a call to Kashu and the others.
"Damn! You found that old guy?"
Kashu looked at Yang Yan in astonishnt, asking incredulously.
"Everything proceeds as planned."
Yang Yan said in a deep voice:
"If it goes smoothly, all the remaining Origins will soon reveal their whereabouts."
"Get ready for the battle! This will be a grand feast, one that will change the world."
A few months ago, after Yang Yan killed Jesus, Frost Heaven got news of this ascetic monk from him.
It turned out Jesus and his organization had been looking for him.
But due to his special abilities, Jesus and the others had not found him.
What caught Yang Yan's attention most was that Jesus had a map.
A map that neither he nor his companions recognized.
Although they didn't know what this map was for, Yang Yan learned from Jesus's soul that the map had a considerable connection to this future-predicting Prophet Monk.
Within Jesus's soul, Yang Yan and the others learned that if they showed him the map, he would seek out those Origins himself.
As for what the old monk would do and why Jesus didn't know himself.
He only knew that this guy had the ability to find the Origins again.
And what Yang Yan and the others needed to do was to keep an eye on this guy.
This was also part of their plan.
As the old monk left, Yang Yan's vanished figure reappeared.
He glanced at the Emperor's Blood Jade in his hand, which was beginning to crumble, then disappeared from the spot.
When the old monk left the cave, in an underground castle in the United States, Doctor Manhattan was quietly standing beside a giant stone coffin.
He was holding a bottle of golden liquid, radiant with a mystical sheen.
Doctor Manhattan first looked at the stone coffin, then at the liquid in his hand.
"You lucky bastard."
He frowned slightly, and then poured all the liquid onto the stone coffin.
As the golden liquid touched the stone coffin, it reacted like cold water poured into hot oil, causing a huge commotion.
"This is the blood of the Father God. One of the purest forces in the world, you should be able to wake up, right?"
Doctor Manhattan looked at the stone coffin and murmured softly.
After finishing his business, Yang Yan quietly slipped to Maiden Spring.
Watching Ruyu and Becky observing constellations in the spring water, he gently took off his clothes.
"Oh! Who's there?"
Suddenly, Han Ruyu felt sothing grabbing her foot and exclaid loudly.
"Heh heh! You two are living quite the life!"
With Han Ruyu's exclamation, Yang Yan erged from the spring water, smiling mischievously.
Seeing that it was Yang Yan, Becky, who was about to see what happened to Han Ruyu, subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
But when she noticed Yang Yan was also completely naked, she couldn't help but gasp again, blushing and sinking into the spring water.
"So, have you recognized any constellations?"
Yang Yan asked with a casual smile.
"Not a single one."
Han Ruyu shook her head sowhat dejectedly:
"I never studied these before, and even with a star guide, I can't find where the constellations are supposed to be."
Yang Yan chuckled lightly and offered comfort:
"Heh heh! Don't give up, let point them out to you."
Saying this, he wrapped his arms around Ruyu from behind, explaining which star was called what, and how they ford constellations, along with their legends.
Seeing Yang Yan and Ruyu like this, Becky couldn't resist swimming over.
Upon seeing Becky finally take the initiative to swim over, Yang Yan couldn't help but reveal a smile of conspiratorial triumph.
Then, he continued to nonchalantly point out the stars in the sky, explaining them in detail…
The next morning, lying in the tent, Yang Yan looked at the two won still asleep in his arms, a satisfied smile on his lips.
Last night, he did what he had long wanted to do.
However, the partners changed from Han Ruyu and Wuyan to Han Ruyu and Becky.
Looking at the exhausted two won and rembering the wildness of last night, Yang Yan finally understood why ancient emperors took so many concubines.
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