Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 1187: Tomb of the Twelfth Generation Patriarch

The Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood was bright red like jade, crystal clear and unfathomably mysterious. It surged and rippled inside the wooden tub, radiating an incomparably vigorous aura of life.

If it weren’t within the small space of the Super God-level Carriage—once the aura of the Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood spread out, probably not a single living creature on the entire Cangnan Continent would be able to survive under this aura.

On this continent, even the top Eternal Realm Cultivator wouldn’t be able to withstand even a trace of its suppressive might.

"Hm?"

Ye Yun turned around, just about to put the small bottle away, when it was as if he saw some spectacular scene. His expression suddenly froze, and the smile on his face instantly solidified.

Opposite him, for some unknown reason, Su Wanyi’s face was as red as a peach blossom. Her pair of jade-like hands rustled as she began to loosen her clothes.

"You little girl, you’re only getting into a wooden tub, it’s not like you’re taking a bath. What are you undressing for?!"

Ye Yun said with quite some amusement.

"Old Ancestor, the Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood is scarlet like rosy clouds. I’m worried it’ll dye my robe red..."

Su Wanyi said with a face full of shyness.

Her hands didn’t stop moving. The purple robe slid off, revealing a palm-sized area of skin as crystal-clear as jade.

Dye it red?

What kind of logic is that?

Ye Yun’s head throbbed. He couldn’t help but admire the way this girl Su Wanyi’s mind worked.

"Alright, alright, no need to go to all that trouble!"

Ye Yun impatiently waved his hand, and Su Wanyi’s clothes instantly reappeared on her body.

"Su Wanyi, hurry up and get into the wooden tub and absorb the Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood! I’m looking forward to your transformation..."

Ye Yun gave a light laugh.

As he walked past Su Wanyi, he gently patted her on the shoulder, showing an encouraging smile. Then his figure flickered and disappeared from this small space.

Su Wanyi only felt her shoulder sink; her delicate body instantly went rigid.

"Sigh..."

Gazing at the empty little space, Su Wanyi let out a faint sigh in her heart.

This terrifying man truly had a heart of stone!

Her seduction plan just now had actually failed.

Becoming the two hundred and ninety-eighth Disciple of the Dragon God Sect, and thereby obtaining that man’s protection, was only one part of her original plan.

If she wanted to go a step further—it would be to form a Dao-companion bond with him.

If she really accomplished that, then would she... still have any reason to fear that fellow outside?

This time, possessing the body of the Dragon God Sect junior disciple Su Wanyi, she naturally wanted to walk out of the Cangnan Continent, to go see the Divine Land outside, and then make use of the advantage of the terrain to calm down and concentrate on true cultivation.

And when the day came, she would fight that fellow in the Divine Land again.

Defeat him.

...

"Forget it, being able to become his disciple is already pretty good. As for the Dao-companion thing, I won’t fantasize for now; I’ll leave it for later..."

Su Wanyi sighed inwardly, constantly comforting herself like this. With light steps, she walked toward the wooden tub.

...

Whoosh, whoosh!

The Big Black Horse pulled the carriage like the wind, and after racing along, finally arrived in the skies above the Dragon God Sect Relics of the Ancient Moon Dynasty.

Ye Yun floated down alone and entered the back mountain of the Dragon God Sect.

The back mountain was protected by a powerful restriction. Normally it was in a hidden state, so no one could discover this place.

Looking at the rows of graves, some new and some old, lined up neatly, Ye Yun gently sighed.

This was the entirety of the Dragon God Sect’s heritage.

From the First Ancestral Master all the way to the two hundred and ninety-seventh.

And the two hundred and ninety-eighth, Sect Master Luo Li, was the one who had met him here.

The scene of their meeting back then was rather dramatic.

"Hehe..."

Ye Yun suddenly chuckled.

He thought again of how that girl Luo Li had looked back then—covered in dust, looking adorably pitiful. At that time, her senior sister had gone missing, her junior brother had been taken away, and only she remained alone.

The weakest Sect Master in history had even been preparing to disband the Dragon God Sect and run for her life on her own.

Back then, the Dragon God Sect could be said to be on the brink of destruction.

It had already reached the very moment of annihilation.

Ye Yun put away his smile, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked slowly until he reached his own grave.

This grave was still in an opened state. The soil was overturned, weeds grew in clusters, and it looked rather disorderly.

Ye Yun waved his large hand.

The grave vanished completely. The ground became smooth and flat, not even a single blade of grass remaining.

The reason he did this.

Was of course that Ye Yun felt he had come back to life again and shouldn’t have a grave anymore.

His gaze swept around, and Ye Yun spotted the twelfth grave.

This was his master’s grave.

That day when Ye Yun emerged from the ancient tomb, although he was extremely powerful, he hadn’t scanned the interior of the grave.

This was also out of respect for the deceased.

Now that he’d returned, Ye Yun wanted to verify the guess in his heart.

"Master’s grave really is empty..."

After probing it, Ye Yun rubbed his brow, and the stone in his heart finally settled.

Palace Master Cang Ming of the Ten Thousand Monster God Temple was indeed his master without a doubt.

From a Cultivator possessing the Dragon God Bloodline to becoming a Black Ming Divine Spider, his master’s convoluted cycle of reincarnation was really hard to describe.

However.

At least his master was still alive and hadn’t fallen in that great catastrophe a hundred thousand years ago. That could be considered some small blessing in misfortune.

Hoo...

Ye Yun let out a soft breath, his expression relaxing.

Then he looked at the other eleven graves.

These were the graves of the First through Eleventh Ancestral Masters of the Dragon God Sect.

Something occurred to Ye Yun; his expression suddenly became solemn. He brought his hands together in front of his chest and muttered to himself, "Ancestral Masters of all generations, due to special circumstances, please forgive this disciple’s unfilial behavior..."

After chanting like this for the time it takes one stick of incense to burn, Ye Yun finally lowered his hands and released a strand of Divine Sense, sweeping it across those eleven ancient graves.

From the third grave all the way to the eleventh, every coffin within contained a set of bones.

This proved that those ancestral masters of the Dragon God Sect had indeed died.

However, what surprised Ye Yun was—

The graves of the First and the Second Ancestral Masters were actually completely empty, with only a coffin buried in the soil.

"Could it be that these two Ancestral Masters didn’t die?"

Doubt rose in Ye Yun’s heart.

Staring at the two ancient graves, Ye Yun began searching through his memories.

As for the First and Second Ancestral Masters, there wasn’t much recorded in the Dragon God Sect.

Especially about the First Ancestral Master—other than a Dao title, there was no other record at all. He was extremely mysterious.

"The First Ancestral Master had no name, his Dao title was Dream Dragon. The Second Ancestral Master, at least, has a recorded name..."

Ye Yun stroked his chin and murmured.

Based on his current speculation, if these two Ancestral Masters weren’t dead, it was possible they’d gone to the Divine Land.

After all.

Both of these Ancestral Masters may very well have broken through to the True God Realm.

Ye Yun walked up to the tombstone of the First Ancestral Master, lit a stick of incense, and respectfully knocked his head on the ground three times.

By extension, he burned a stick of incense and kowtowed three times to each generation of Ancestral Masters, to express his inner remembrance.

After he finished all this.

Ye Yun walked out of the back mountain, resealed the barrier, and his figure flickered as he returned to the carriage.

"The First Ancestral Master is the most mysterious; for now his timeline is unclear. However, the Second Ancestral Master lived a hundred thousand years ago. If he successfully entered the Divine Land, judging from the pace of things, his cultivation base should at least be above the Divine Sovereign Realm..."

Ye Yun took a sip of tea and silently speculated.

When he roamed the Divine Land in the future, Ye Yun planned to keep an eye out and see whether the Second Ancestral Master was still alive in this world.

Ye Yun took out the Jade Slip given to him by the Evil Phantom Dragon and played with it lightly in his hand, his gaze flickering.

Inside the Jade Slip was recorded the Self-contradictory Dragon Technique.

This cultivation technique had been created by the Ancestor Dragon.

Almost all of the Evil Phantom Dragon clan had cultivated it, and as the supervisor, the Dreamy Bewilded Dragon naturally wasn’t unfamiliar with this cultivation technique.

Even if it hadn’t cultivated it, it at least knew it inside out.

If the Dragon God Sect’s Reverse Dragon Technique had been derived from the Self-contradictory Dragon Technique, then what connection was there between the First Ancestral Master of the Dragon God Sect and the Dreamy Bewilded Dragon?

Dream Dragon.

Dreamy Bewilded Dragon.

There seemed to be some link between the two.

"Could the First Ancestral Master Dream Dragon be a bloodline the Dreamy Bewilded Dragon left behind in the mortal world?"

An astonishing conjecture surfaced in Ye Yun’s mind.

"Master, where are we heading next?"

The Big Black Horse’s voice happened to drift in from outside at this moment, interrupting Ye Yun’s train of thought.

"Let’s go find Luo Li. I haven’t seen that little girl in a long time!"

Ye Yun said with a smile.