Chapter 794: 479: Father of Chen Yuan! (Seeking Monthly Ticket)_3

Chapter 794: Chapter 479: Father of Chen Yuan! (Seeking Monthly Ticket)_3

Chen Yuan said casually.

Wu Daozi smiled, picked up a long, narrow box beside him, and tossed it to Chen Yuan, saying,

“There are not many paths from Shuzhou to Qingzhou, and there is one place on this route that, if passed through with the item inside this box, it can ensure your safety,

consider it the last time this old man helps you. As for the future, it’s all up to you.”

“What place?”

“Blood Lake.”

“Blood Lake!!!”

Chen Yuan’s facial expression remained the same, but his heart was greatly shaken.

Because this place was the location previously indicated by the Qi Fortune Altar!

Why such a coincidence?

It truly was somewhat unbelievable.

And what of the dangers mentioned by his uncle?

The remnants of the Chu state?

Ambushes in the Jianghu?

Japanese ronin?

Or was there some unknown danger within Blood Lake itself?

All these doubts lingered in Chen Yuan’s mind.

“What’s inside this box?”

Chen Yuan looked at the long box in his hands and couldn’t help but ask.

“It’s a painting I made when my cultivation was still intact. You’ll understand the profundities within when you encounter danger at Blood Lake. For now,

it’s better not to open it.”

Wu Daozi said nonchalantly.

Gazing at the scroll in his hands for a moment, Chen Yuan nodded solemnly,

“Thank you, Uncle!”

“No need for thanks. Remember, the journey is fraught with danger, so be extremely cautious. Don’t act recklessly. As for returning to Chen Family Village, you should avoid it in the future,

I won’t be able to help you anymore.”

Wu Daozi waved his hand casually and spoke.

“Nephew will remember.”

Then, Chen Yuan faced the white-haired old man in front of him, bowed deeply,

“Nephew takes his leave!”

He didn’t say anything else because he was indeed in great danger, he had many enemies, and before he could wield true power, he would not return here.

“Go ahead.”

Chen Yuan bowed and took his leave, turning into a streak of light that shot straight into the sky.

Wu Daozi’s fishing rod shook unconsciously while he watched the calm lake surface with a faint smile, as if he traversed time and space, once again seeing the scene from years ago,

of a blood-stained woman entrusting an infant wrapped in swaddling clothes to him.

It was as if he was talking to himself,

“Although this child hasn’t had the peaceful life you wished for him, if you were to see him now, you would surely rest easy. This old man hasn’t let you down.”

Initially, when Chen Yuan’s mother entrusted him, the intention truly was for him to live a peaceful life as a normal person. But when he was naming the child, he remained silent for a long time before deciding on the name ‘Yuan’.

Because he thought that with blood of the Grand Ancestor, having a peaceful life was nearly impossible.

Deep down, he still hoped somewhat that the boy would achieve something. Now, although he had been withdrawn from the world for many years and was unaware of the tumult outside,

he guessed that, at such a young age, having Chen Yuan’s level of cultivation, he must be a renowned figure in the world.

If he didn’t fall prematurely, he was destined for great achievements.

Even surpassing the Grand Ancestor’s deeds wasn’t out of the question.

About a quarter of an hour after Chen Yuan left, the tranquil surface of the lake began to ripple, then swiftly formed into a whirlpool. A figure made of water materialized before Wu Daozi.

A hoarse voice emerged from the figure,

“He’s gone?”

“He’s gone,”

Wu Daozi replied.

“Did you relay my message to him?”

“I did, and I gave him the item.”

“That’s good.”

Shui Ying murmured.

Wu Daozi looked up with a puzzled expression and asked,

“Since you’re not dead, why don’t you appear before him yourself?”

“My injuries are not healed, and the time isn’t right. Knowing that the child hasn’t died puts me at ease. Let him grow on his own. Without experiencing hardship, one cannot become great. When the time is right, I’ll appear and lend him my support.”

Shui Ying said with a grave voice.

“Where have you been hiding all these years, and why are you so certain that the Seven Killings Hall will make a move against him soon? If it weren’t for the fact that he carries your sister’s blood,

I would never have helped in this way,”

Wu Daozi’s expression grew more serious.

“I have my own sources of information. Since you’ve lost all your cultivation, why bother asking so much? Just enjoy your retirement here in Chen Family Village, and watch my nephew achieve greatness!

The Xiang Family, huh… one day, they will pay the price in blood!”

“Did you truly just find out about Chen Yuan?”

Wu Daozi was somewhat skeptical. It just didn’t seem likely.

Ever since Chen Yuan arrived to heal his injuries, this person, long thought dead, suddenly appeared. Initially, he was greatly shocked, but after confirming the identity, he refrained from activating Chen Family Village’s protective formation.

The figure formed from the lake water stared intently at Wu Daozi,

“Do you think I’d need to deceive you? If it wasn’t for the fact that the heavenly secrets were previously obscured and he unwittingly found out you were still alive, I would have no idea to this day. I didn’t know that the famous Demon Sword Chen Yuan, hailed as the number one talent in the Central Plains, is actually my nephew, and… still alive!

Old man, you’ve hidden it well.”

The person huffed lightly.

After recently learning of Wu Daozi’s whereabouts, he felt a surge of excitement. Despite chasing his whereabouts for years without any leads, and being held up by some matters, he hadn’t visited Chen Family Village in the recent years.

He had no idea that Wu Daozi was right under his nose; otherwise, he would have tried to contact Chen Yuan sooner. But now, seeing his achievements,

he suddenly wasn’t in a hurry anymore. Wait a bit longer…

Once his cultivation recovered and Chen Yuan gained some strength, it would not be too late for a reunion.

“Hmph, how could I have known you were still alive, I thought you had perished under the pursuit from the Sima Family, so I naturally followed your sister’s wish to keep him safe for life.”

“The Sima Family, a bunch of rodents, worthy of killing me? Hah…”

The person seemed to scoff.

Seeing this man’s perennial arrogance, Wu Daozi slowly shook his head and exhaled deeply, asking,

“Can that item truly contend with a Yama?”

“Don’t forget what that place is.”

Wu Daozi’s gaze darkened, choosing to say no more.

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Doubts.

Additional painting.

Blood Lake.