Chapter 343: Chapter 341: The Old Man
After Jiang Chen had comprehended the complete Soul-Stealing technique on the third floor—the third level of the Nine Heavens Spirit-Seizing Technique—
An old man on the seventh floor, who had emerged from a divine statue, sat on the altar, his eyes wide as he watched Jiang Chen’s every move.
Whether it was the Puppet Array on the fourth floor or the Blood Vine Pass on the fifth,
the old man deeply admired Jiang Chen.
A sharp glint shone in his eyes.
But when he reached the sixth floor and was reborn from fire, the old man’s eyes suddenly narrowed.
’What a formidable kid. Rebirth from fire... this kid can actually be reborn from fire.’
’Hahahaha! It seems the person I’ve been waiting for is you.’
’A peerless genius, a perfect vessel for me.’
The old man’s face was a mask of ecstasy.
He began to scheme.
Meanwhile, after Jiang Chen’s rebirth from fire, he shot up to the next floor in one go, causing the stairs of the sixth floor to crumble.
The old man let out an even more maniacal laugh.
’Good, good! The Gravity Domain I arranged naturally collapses once someone reaches the top.’
’Kid, you’re the one. This time, there’s no way I’m letting you escape my grasp.’
As he thought this, the ecstasy in his eyes intensified.
’I obtained this damned Ghost Temple...’
’I thought it was a good thing, but I ended up trapped for a full ten thousand years.’
’This time, I’ll use this boy to escape the Ghost Temple.’
’And I’m never coming back to this hellhole of a Ghost Temple again.’
He was filled with resentment.
The old man’s name was Fang Yinzi.
Ten thousand years ago, Fang Yinzi had acquired this Ghost Temple. The many treasures within had greatly increased his Cultivation.
However, after his Cultivation surged, he discovered that he could no longer leave the Ghost Temple.
He was trapped in the Ghost Temple for ten thousand years.
Now, ten thousand years had passed.
Although Fang Yinzi had not yet become the true master of the Ghost Temple, he had already gained complete control over all nine of its floors.
The only regret was that he had lost his freedom in the process and could no longer leave the Ghost Temple.
For ten thousand years, Fang Yinzi had tried every method imaginable to escape.
All of them ended in failure.
Then, within the last millennium, he thought of a method that excited him to no end.
This method could allow him to leave this place.
In order to leave, he repeatedly released the Black Fire to attract Martial Cultivators.
Time and again, his plan failed.
None of the Martial Cultivators who came were able to meet his requirements.
Although someone had once passed through the six trials and even ascended the stairs of the sixth floor, that intruder was not a human, but a Demon Beast.
A Demon Beast, naturally, could not meet Fang Yinzi’s requirements.
So, all these years, he had continuously used the Black Fire to attract Martial Cultivators.
When he finally saw Jiang Chen, Fang Yinzi was utterly ecstatic.
Although Jiang Chen’s Cultivation wasn’t the highest, he was undoubtedly a Martial Cultivator with limitless potential, perfectly suited to his requirements.
After all, the plan he wanted to execute would be impossible without someone of supreme aptitude.
’Excellent. You are my best choice.’
Meanwhile, on the eighth floor of the Ghost Temple, a jet-black crow suddenly stopped flying and landed on an ancient pillar.
It pleaded loudly, "Ancestor, I beg you, please let me out."
"I’m willing to be your slave, anything, as long as you let me out."
"It’s been five hundred years! I’ve been trapped here for five hundred years! I don’t want the Black Fire anymore. I just beg you to let me out."
It pleaded incessantly, its voice echoing throughout the eighth floor.
But for a long time, no one responded.
This filled the black crow’s eyes with vexation.
Finally, an impatient voice sounded.
"Shut up. Someone like you isn’t even qualified to be my servant."
"A mere beast dares to covet the Black Fire? What wishful thinking."
"However, I will let you leave. Your chance has come."
This voice belonged to none other than Fang Yinzi.
And this crow was the very same Demon Beast that had been lured by the Black Fire five hundred years ago, only to be trapped on the eighth floor, unable to escape.
It knew there was a supreme expert here, one who even controlled the Ghost Temple.
That was why it was begging Fang Yinzi to let it out.
Unfortunately, Fang Yinzi hadn’t let it out in five hundred years.
The crow had even once offered to become the old man’s servant, but he had looked down on it with disdain.
Hearing this, the crow instantly deflated, its head drooping. It knew it still couldn’t get out.
Because once you entered the eighth floor, it was nearly impossible to leave.
As for Jiang Chen, he had just caused the stairs of the sixth floor to crumble.
He stood outside the passage, lost in thought.
’My lost memories... why didn’t I realize I had lost them?’
’But this rebirth from fire is clearly a Divine Technique I myself comprehended after Visualizing Vermilion Bird.’
Previously, Jiang Chen had had no concept of being reborn from fire.
Now that the memory had returned, it all came rushing back to him.
At this point, he finally understood something. After being killed in the explosion of that strange Pill Furnace, his memories had been scattered.
Although he had retained most of them, they were far from complete.
Now, he needed to recover his memories piece by piece.
He had to make himself whole again. Otherwise, these incomplete memories would sooner or later affect his future, even his Cultivation and Dao Practice.
’It seems that finding my lost memories is going to be quite difficult.’
But of course, Jiang Chen was still determined to find his memories.
He didn’t dwell on it for long.
At that moment, Wen Shixuan, Grand General Ming Zhe, Lord Wangu, and the others all shot Jiang Chen a strange look before immediately rushing into the passage leading from the sixth to the seventh floor.
After all, everyone wanted to obtain the Black Fire.
They paid no mind to the fact that Jiang Chen was the key person who had helped them reach the seventh floor.
"Big Brother, look at these ungrateful wretches. Not a single word of thanks."
"If it weren’t for you, they would’ve never made it to the seventh floor."
Flame Dragon said, somewhat displeased.
After all, it was only because Jiang Chen had destroyed the stairs that Wen Shixuan and the others could enter the seventh floor so smoothly.
Jiang Chen smiled faintly. "It’s fine. Perhaps this is their good fortune."
He couldn’t be bothered with such useless matters. Even if those people had thanked him, so what? He wouldn’t necessarily have acknowledged them anyway.
Everyone was here for the Black Fire. Sooner or later, they would be at each other’s throats.
"You’re still the bigger person."
"Big Brother, let’s go too. We can’t let them get the Black Fire."
Flame Dragon couldn’t wait any longer. After all, there was only one chance to get the Black Fire. If they missed it, it was gone forever.
Of course, given Flame Dragon’s temperament, if someone else got it, he would just kill them and take it back.
He wasn’t exactly approachable.
"Alright, let’s go."
Jiang Chen hadn’t expected Flame Dragon to be so true to his word, actually calling him "Big Brother" with every other sentence. It left Flame Dragon’s powerful Demon Beast subordinates completely bewildered.
They couldn’t understand why their king was calling a human kid "Big Brother" with such sincerity.
SWISH! SWISH!
Soon, they too filed into the seventh floor one after another.
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