Hearing Guan Yan’s words.

Su Qiyun’s whole body shook, and she couldn’t help but take half a step forward: “Re-really?”

Guan Yan said sincerely: “Absolutely true. I know this is insignificant, but my ability is limited, and I can only do this much.”

“No, this is by no means insignificant. This is very important to me.” As Su Qiyun spoke, tears had already flowed down her face.

She was not one to shed tears.

Yet, in a short evening, she had already shed tears twice. It’s just that the last time was in a “dream”, and this time she was conscious.

Su Qiyun’s eyes were blurred with tears: “Then she now…”

Guan Yan said: “If it weren’t for her desperately calling out to you when you fell into a coma, even to the point of shattering her consciousness, I wouldn’t have been able to discover your Spirit-Entrusting Jade (寄神玉, Ji Shen Yu).”

So, Little Fish (小魚, Xiao Yu) had really called out to her before!

Su Qiyun’s heart was filled with a huge emotion.

Guan Yan then advised: “Falling asleep in the Senhai Origin Realm (森海源界, Sen Hai Yuan Jie), even with someone watching and guiding you, you will inevitably be hurt by the Chaos (混沌, Hun Dun). Don’t try it casually in the future. I only manifested to stop you because I saw her so reckless.”

“Junior knows.” Su Qiyun nodded vigorously, then looked at him with hopeful eyes: “Master, then Little Fish she…”

Guan Yan said: “When I leave, I will place her True Spirit (真靈, Zhen Ling) inside the Spirit-Entrusting Jade, and I will also leave you a method of resurrection. If you are willing, you can use this method to reshape her physical body and recreate her Seven Corporeal Souls (七魄, Qi Po) and Three Spiritual Souls (三魂, San Hun). Of course, that will be very difficult. Some materials may have already become extinct.”

“I’m not afraid of difficulty, I’m not afraid of difficulty! Thank you, thank you, Master!”

Not only was Little Fish’s True Spirit preserved, but there was also a chance to resurrect her!

Su Qiyun was so overwhelmed by this surprise that she became incoherent, and then hesitated: “Then Master, you…”

She wanted to thank him, but Guan Yan only had his True Spirit left, and there was really nothing he needed. The Spirit-Entrusting Jade should be very useful to him, but Little Fish needed it now.

Guan Yan naturally knew her thoughts, so he just smiled: “The Spirit-Entrusting Jade is useless to me, and I can only use it to manifest for a short time. It cannot last long.”

“Then what about Granny Xiao Fan (小煩婆婆, Xiao Fan Po Po)…”

Su Qiyun actually wanted to ask, “Aren’t you going to see her?”

“The years are long, and we all need to endure hardship.”

Guan Yan shook his head: “If she knew that I still had a True Spirit, she wouldn’t be able to hold on.”

Su Qiyun then fell silent.

After a moment of silence, she said: “After I help Little Fish reshape her physical body and recreate her Seven Corporeal Souls and Three Spiritual Souls, I will definitely prepare a set of resurrection materials for you to help you and Granny Xiao Fan reunite.”

Guan Yan probably didn’t think she could do it, but he didn’t discourage her.

Instead, he smiled: “Then I’ll wait for you in this realm.”

After he responded casually, he looked at Jiang Wang and Wu Quji: “Do you have any other questions?”

“My power is almost exhausted, and Clairvoyance (他心通, Ta Xin Tong) can no longer be used.”

When talking about his power being almost exhausted, his tone was very calm. “Do you have any other questions?”

Wu Quji looked at Jiang Wang and said: “You ask. Your questions are definitely more meaningful.”

Asking Master Guan Yan to answer whether the Divine Dragon Wood Spear (神龍木之矛, Shen Long Mu Zhi Mao) or the Divine Dragon Wood Shield (神龍木之盾, Shen Long Mu Zhi Dun) is superior was indeed not appropriate.

Jiang Wang thought for a while and asked: “I want to know, what’s going on with the Yan Xiao’s (燕梟, Yan Xiao) period of weakness.”

Guan Yan glanced at him approvingly and said: “The Yan Xiao is a very terrifying existence. Not only is it born immortal and indestructible, but its learning ability is also top-notch. It has a simple side and a wise side. Its wisdom comes from devouring countless heads. It is influenced by countless emotions, so it is often confused, but it also gathers the wisdom of countless people, occasionally clear.”

“When it is confused, it is a monster. When it is clear, sometimes it is simple and ignorant, and sometimes it is wise and profound.”

“After it could not get the replenishment of resentment and its power continued to drain, it intermittently used its wisdom to find new food, which is Chaos.”

“Of course, Chaos cannot be swallowed directly; it will only be assimilated into it. But Yan Xiao came up with a way: it used the heads it obtained through rituals to touch Chaos. The heads are assimilated, but they leave behind a faint aura after contacting Chaos. Yan Xiao swallows this bit of aura to grow.”

Guan Yan continued: “But because it cannot completely digest Chaos, those negative effects accumulate, and there will be a concentrated backlash once a year. This is the origin of Yan Xiao’s period of weakness.”

Swallowing Chaos, digesting Chaos – this is simply legendary!

How could an ordinary monster do that?

But the fact that Guan Yan was narrating this, and that the target was a terrifying monster like Yan Xiao, made it seem like nothing was impossible.

If this Yan Xiao was allowed to continue growing, it was hard to imagine what kind of existence it would become in the end.

Even though Yan Xiao had already been killed, Jiang Wang couldn’t help but feel lingering fear.

But there was still the most important question to ask.

“Yan Xiao is dead, so why hasn’t the passage to leave this realm opened? How do we leave the Senhai Origin Realm?” Jiang Wang asked.

“The first question involves the Dragon God (龍神, Long Shen). You are a sincere person, and I don’t want to deceive you, so I cannot answer you.”

Guan Yan said very directly: “As for the second question, when it dawns and you return to the Divine Shade Land (神蔭之地, Shen Yin Zhi Di), with Xiao Fan’s help, you can directly leave through the Tree Altar (樹之祭壇, Shu Zhi Ji Tan).”

Guan Yan possessed Clairvoyance and could naturally judge whether a person was sincere or not.

Involves the Dragon God?

What happened to the Dragon God? What exactly is the Dragon God of the Senhai Origin Realm?

Jiang Wang still had many questions, mostly about the Dragon God, but since Guan Yan had said so, there would definitely be no answers.

So he nodded and expressed his gratitude very seriously: “I understand. Thank you, Master.”

At this time, Guan Yan said: “Time is running out. If you don’t have any other questions, I have two things I want to ask of you.”

Jiang Wang actually had many other questions, such as why Yan Xiao’s Nest (燕巢, Yan Chao) disappeared, who took Little Fish’s storage box, and whether there were any other surviving tribes in the Senhai Origin Realm…

But Guan Yan said that time was running out.

Suddenly, one felt a sense of regret.

Regret, but nothing could be done.

Jiang Wang didn’t decline. He did indeed have respect for Guan Yan: “Master, please speak.”

“The first thing, don’t call me Master.”

Guan Yan seemed to be deliberately teasing Jiang Wang in a rather bored manner, and then said: “The second thing, I hid a monk’s robe in the bookstore. Please help me secretly find it and take it to the Suspended Temple (懸空寺, Xuan Kong Si)…”

His expression finally became somewhat lost: “Burn it in front of my master’s grave.”

With his supernatural powers, it was not difficult to know that Jiang Wang had some connection with the Suspended Temple. This was probably the reason he was asking Jiang Wang.

This was not a difficult task.

Although going to the Suspended Temple had the risk of walking into the lion’s den… he could completely go secretly while Ku Jue (苦覺, Ku Jue) was not around.

Jiang Wang nodded and said: “I am very willing to do something for you. I will definitely do this.”

Guan Yan smiled.

“Good boy.”

His smile was kind and gentle.

There was no exchange of benefits like some divine skill, just a compliment, a promise.

A very simple, very pure thing.

The frostlight outlining his body began to dissipate.

In his final moments, Guan Yan simply looked up at the sky.

The side of his face, formed by frostlight, was handsome beyond compare.

He looked at the pitch-black sky.

“The night here has no bright moon. I have watched it for five hundred years.”