I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night
Chapter 618 - 370: The Elderly on the Verge of Exhaustion_2

Chapter 618: Chapter 370: The Elderly on the Verge of Exhaustion_2

And in the final days of his life, he heard that his most promising descendant was coming to visit him.

Yet not long ago, he had gone through some storms; his house was already in disarray, and even he had fallen and gotten hurt in the storm.

So he could only barely clean up and tidy himself again.

At this moment, he was rambling, a bit afraid that he hadn’t done enough.

He murmured softly, slowly lifting his head, with hope filling his eyes as he looked at Lin Yan.

This was a hope that transcended bloodline.

Lin Yan was not his child or grandchild.

But in his eyes, Lin Yan was more important than his own descendants.

The hope for the future was entirely placed on the child before him.

Gradually, there was a tinge of affection in his eyes as he softly said, "You will suffer in the future."

In the future, the Saint Master fell, and the Saint Master became the highest-ranked being among the Human Clan in the Three Prefectures.

Everyone believed that the Saint Master’s future was bound to be as glorious as the sky, looking down upon all living beings and enjoying all the splendors of the world.

But only he believed that everything from now on would only be suffering.

"..."

Lin Yan sighed softly, saying quietly: "Saint Master, let’s sit down first."

The old man nodded, forcing a smile, and said: "Let’s have tea first. This tea was planted by my junior brother years ago. He always loved planting flowers and plants, but unfortunately, he couldn’t return to the Holy Land. He’s a man of misfortune as well..."

"I have met him."

Lin Yan spoke softly, "He hasn’t lost control yet, and he still keeps the Human Clan in his heart..."

"That’s good, that’s good."

The old man muttered and slowly sat down.

His movements were very slow, cautious, as if even slightly faster or heavier would make him fall.

Seeing this, Lin Yan reached out to support him, but found that when he touched, it was surprisingly light.

"I’m fine, I’m still okay."

The old man sat down, pushed the teacup over, and said softly, "Have some tea..."

This place, everything here, was filled with eeriness.

The hall was silent, not even lit by lamps.

Outside was a wasteland.

The tea he pushed over did not have the expected aroma, only the musty smell of something kept for too long, improperly stored, carrying a sense of old mold.

If the White Ape were here, it would have surely cautioned Lin Yan to be careful and not drink the tea.

But Lin Yan quietly observed the earnestness in the old man’s eyes, lifted the teacup, and drank it all.

"How’s the tea?"

"Very good."

"That’s good." The old man breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "Back then, there was a breach on this land. I went to fix it but got shot with an arrow, just hastily patched it up, and it’s inevitably flawed... After that, I often went into seclusion to heal, didn’t tend to it much, worried those teas would spoil and lose their taste."

"..." Lin Yan said nothing, just looked at the old man.

"The Saint Master must have already known about things that wander this world, neither human nor ghost?" The old man asked softly.

"In Feng City, it seemed like we just brushed past each other." Lin Yan said softly.

"That fellow is said to be a demon, but can also be considered a person... But if you say he’s a person, he’s not much different from an evil spirit." The old man said slowly.

"So, could be considered a scum?" Lin Yan replied calmly.

"Scum?"

The old man paused, then laughed heartily, "Yes... in his early years, he could be considered a person, but now he’s just a dross grinded by time, a scum! The choice of words from the Saint Master is truly apt..."

He leaned forward and said, "Actually, I know that in Qifeng Prefecture, many fine phrases came from you."

"But for someone so young, with cultivation already remarkable, it seems you should focus on cultivation. How can you have such high literary talent too?"

"He who brings firewood for others must not die from cold in the wind and snow... When the great bird rises with the wind, it soars up ninety thousand miles... Lifting my head to gaze at the bright moon, lowering my head to reminisce over the girl... Right, you haven’t started a family yet?"

"..."

Lin Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "Lowering my head to reminisce about my hometown!"

The old man, hearing this, seemed a bit dazed and said, "Am I mistaken? The news they sent should be that... but it doesn’t matter now. What I admire most is the great vow you made before the Ancient Immortal."

"To establish a heart for heaven and earth, to establish a destiny for the living people, to continue the lost learning of the sages, and to create peace for all ages."

"If placed on others, it would certainly be inspiring, but inevitably empty talk."

"But, when it’s placed on you..."

The old man said softly, "At least you have always been striving for these four phrases."

Lin Yan was silent for a moment, then said softly, "So have you."

The old man was taken aback.

Lin Yan spoke solemnly, "Throughout the generations, Human Clan sages have strived for it! Younger generations simply stand on the steps you built, step by step, standing on high... But in the future, the younger generation and contemporaries of the Human Clan will build steps for future generations so they can stand even higher!"

The old man thought for a moment and asked, "How high do you think it should be in the end?"

Lin Yan pondered, "As high as the heavens!"

The old man muttered, "Must it be that high?"

Lin Yan solemnly spoke, "Only when it is as high as the heavens can we suppress all demons, evil spirits, Old Gods, Ghost Gods, Deceitful Objects under the firmament... and truly have a stable life!"

The old man thought for a moment, then asked, "Do you think it’s achievable?"

Lin Yan shook his head, "I don’t know, but you have already paved the way, and we continue down this path for future generations... Even if we can’t achieve it, there will come a day when our descendants will."

The old man sighed, "Truly worthy of being a Saint Master; you are indeed much stronger than me."

The worry in his eyes dissipated slightly, and he softly said, "It’s a pity that you’ll suffer."

"I once thought that after escaping the entanglement of that arrow, I could last another hundred years."

"I also dreamed of supporting you, the Saint Master, witnessing the prosperity of the Human Clan."

"I was once the leader of the Holy Land in these Three Prefectures, and in the past, I walked before you, thinking I could accompany you before you matured, showing you the path, avoiding the evasive disasters..."

"But I’m about to die."

"Though for me, it might also be a relief."

"But Saint Master, the road ahead is more difficult than you imagine."

The old man extended his dry, bark-like hand.

Lin Yan took his hand.

The old man’s eyes gradually clouded, looking at the young man before him, he whispered, "Can you hold on?"

"I’m holding on!"

Lin Yan nodded earnestly.

The old man, seeing this, couldn’t help but smile.

He reached into his bosom, as if searching for something.

Then he took out three books and handed them over shakily.

"These two books on top, I leave to you."

"The other book is for the next Saint Master, it can be yours, or it can be someone else’s, you can decide."

He handed the three books to Lin Yan and said softly, "Take them first."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yan said nothing more and put all three books into his bosom.

And the old man slowly stood up.

Lin Yan supported him.

Upon touching, it felt the same as before, like supporting a paper person.

"Let’s move to the back."

The old man’s actions were much slower than before.

He walked with difficulty, whispering, "Some people in the Holy Land were affected, but most remain."

"The original intent was to gradually relocate them, but time was too short. Only the more important people and things were moved out first."

"The remaining people are hidden beneath the great array prepared beforehand."

"Originally anticipated, if I completely lost control, turning this into the Forbidden Land, they might survive in the array, and after one cycle, have a chance to see the light of day again."

"But unexpectedly, I didn’t lose control; instead, I fell into the trap of that scum."

"Right now, there is no strength left to release them."

"Still rely on the Saint Master to rescue them and rebuild the Holy Land."

The old man walked forward, panting, speaking thus.

Lin Yan immediately understood, sighing, "Old gentleman, did you intentionally leave the opportunity to rescue them to me?"

"Fortune is closely related to your reputation and prestige among the Human Clan."

The old man said slowly, "It will also help after you forge your Primordial Spirit! Today you break the shackles, rescue them, and among them, a large number will know gratitude and repay kindness... After my death, you will gain a group of loyal supporters!"

He paused and said dejectedly, "I’ve grown too old, also been consumed too thoroughly... At present, apart from this matter, I can’t think of anything else to help you go further after my death..."

Hearing this, Lin Yan was utterly stunned.

He couldn’t help but grip tightly.

With a sound.

The old man’s arm flattened.

"I have already died."

The old man said softly, "Only an empty shell of the Primordial Spirit remains..."