Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 422 199 Awaken

The couple seemed to understand yet not comprehend, feeling only that what Liu Qingyun described made their own lineage seem extraordinary.

Looking up at the gate appearing in the sky, it shone with golden light, and a loud voice came from within. Everyone recognized it as the eerie sound from earlier in the evening.

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Inside the inn, Ghost Scholar looked at the radiant gate in the sky with an excited expression and mumbled, "The ancient texts were indeed true. The Holy Elephant's tomb is right here."

Peach Blossom Maiden played with the peach blossoms in her hand, looking bored at the sky and said indifferently, "What are you so excited about? What treasures could possibly be inside the tomb to warrant such a reaction?"

Glancing at Peach Blossom Maiden, who lay there like a salted fish, Ghost Scholar said with some frustration, "What do you know? The Holy Elephant was incredible. The items buried with him are likely treasures rare in this world, not to mention that his body is a treasure itself. We definitely won't suffer a loss."

However, Peach Blossom Maiden dismissed this with contempt, "How could the tomb of such a being be easily trespassed? Don't end up stealing chickens only to lose rice; dying inside would become the world's biggest joke."

Peach Blossom Maiden had seen too many adventurers gamble with their lives, ending either soaring to the skies upon winning or being trampled into dust upon losing.

Yet Ghost Scholar revealed a hint of determination, and with a steadfast gaze he declared, "Even if it means death, I must take this gamble. Otherwise, death looms ever closer. If I can't achieve the Great Dao, I would rather die."

Peach Blossom Maiden looked at the resolute Ghost Scholar and felt emotional. She truly didn't understand his choice, especially since, with his current cultivation and long life ahead, such desperation seemed unnecessary.

"The only way to strive for the Great Dao is through competition. I don't want to wait till my lifespan is almost over to fight for it," Ghost Scholar seemed to perceive Peach Blossom Maiden's puzzlement.

Meanwhile, in a common dwelling, an old beggar stared blankly at the gate. Golden Snake Granny approached quietly and said, "The fortune and misfortune of this tomb are unpredictable. Are you really determined to go inside?"

Upon hearing this, the old beggar nodded lightly and said, "I must go!"

"Why? Even if you don't enter this tomb, you can still aspire to the Great Dao. Why risk your life? Don't you have a saying over there about how a child of a wealthy family should not sit beneath a collapsing wall?"

"But only the fresh blood of such a Sacred Beast can refine a Life-Extending Precious Pill," the old beggar said softly.

"Life-extending? You have a long life ahead of you. Why risk danger for a Life-Extending Pill?" Golden Snake Granny said urgently, then suddenly it seemed she realized something.

"Are you doing this for me?"

The old beggar sighed lightly and said, "Because of me, you were trapped by an emotional debt, neglecting your cultivation for years. Your time is nearly up; this is my fault. I must take this risk for you."

"There's no need. Your words are enough for me. My only wish now is for you to live well," she said.

"If I don't go this time, my heart will not be at peace, and the Great Dao will be unattainable," the old beggar said decisively, his words carrying an indescribable firmness and command.

Golden Snake Granny gazed doting at the old beggar's aged visage. He still shone as brightly as when she first met him, captivating her gaze for good.

"Then take me with you. My life is short anyway. If you die in there, at least someone will keep you company," she said, a touch of excitement in her voice.

The old beggar was about to refuse, but seeing the resolve in Golden Snake Granny's eyes, he sighed softly and swallowed the words of rejection, saying, "If that's the case, let's together brave this legendary Holy Elephant Tomb."

The entire Treasure Elephant Country, upon the emergence of this great gate, fell into an eerie silence. But everyone knew this was merely the calm before the storm. When the gate would open, a bloodbath was bound to unfold.

In the royal manor, a middle-aged couple looked at the young man lying on the bed with faces full of anticipation. His complexion was rosy, his breathing even, indistinguishable from a normal person's, except for the fact that he did not awaken.

"Immortal Master, has my son suffered some kind of accident? Why hasn't he woken up after so long?" the middle-aged man asked Liu Qingyun anxiously.

"It's no trouble, merely a normal phenomenon. Your son's soul suffered damage, which has just been restored. He needs a bit of time to acclimate, and then he will naturally come to," Liu Qingyun said with a smile.

No sooner had he spoken than they saw Wang Renan, who was lying on the bed, slowly open his eyes, seemingly bewildered as he surveyed his surroundings, with a look of confusion on his face.

"Where am I?" he asked softly.

The middle-aged couple rushed to the bedside and took their child's hand, saying, "Silly child, you're at home, where else could you be?"

Tears glittered in their eyes as they carefully touched their child's body, murmuring, "It's good that you've woken up, it's good that you've woken up."

However, Wang Renan was somewhat puzzled as he said, "But I clearly remember I was still in that graveyard!"

"Graveyard? What graveyard?" The words spoken by Wang Renan confused the couple. Their child had always been lying in bed, never stepping a foot away; how could he have been in a graveyard?

The woman gently touched her son's forehead, finding his temperature to be normal, with no sign of fever.

"What else do you remember? Tell us," Liu Qingyun's voice echoed by the family's side.

Wang Renan turned his head and noticed Liu Qingyun for the first time. Looking at the spirited and extraordinary presence of Liu Qingyun, he felt an instinctive liking and asked with curiosity, "Who might you be, brother, and why are you in my home?"

"Renan, do not be rude. This is Immortal Master Liu Qingyun. If it weren't for his intervention, you would be dead by now," the middle-aged man scolded him.

"I was about to die?" Wang Renan was still somewhat confused, as he did not seem to retain any memory of before.

"You were indeed on the brink of death. If the Immortal Master had delayed even for a moment, your father and I would be preparing your funeral tonight," the woman also said gently.

Only then did Wang Renan realize that he might have been dreaming during this time. He said apologetically, "Immortal Master, please forgive me, I've just woken up and mistook my dream for reality, getting a bit confused."

Liu Qingyun, however, said, "Not to worry. It's common for one to experience such scenes after the return of their soul. But I am very curious about the dream you mentioned. Could you tell me about it?"

A smile appeared on Wang Renan's face as he said, "Immortal Master, you've saved my life, of course I shall tell you the truth."

After these words, Wang Renan fell into deep recollection.

"That day, I was reading at home. In the quiet of the late night, an odd voice suddenly came to my ears. In the pitch-black night, the sudden sound should have been frightening, but I didn't feel scared at all; instead, I felt a sense of familiarity."