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Just as Huangpu Xin's thoughts were gradually drifting, the thatched cottage suddenly exploded into debris and scattered everywhere!
Huangpu Xin, who hastily retreated, caught sight of a "giant" lying in the center of the debris.
The giant was shrouded in black mist from head to toe, taking on a human form, but from a sensory perspective, it was no different from the evil spirits encountered by Huangpu Xin outside.
Before Huangpu Xin could even complain about why his dynamic vision was so poor, everything went black as a shadow covered the moonlight.
The pitch-black "giant" appeared in front of Huangpu Xin, emitting black smoke!
Huangpu Xin was shocked and quickly inputted energy to raise his sword for defense, but the "giant" unexpectedly started speaking.
"Hehehe, what's this? An outsider? Afraid I'll eat you?" The giant ghost teased, lifting its eyelids.
"Hmm? Uh..."
Huangpu Xin froze for a moment, and in that moment of stillness, the "ghost" suddenly shrank and turned into a thin, old man in a long robe. The old man stroked his beard and scrutinized Huangpu Xin, saying, "You seem different from those hothouse flowers."
Huangpu Xin felt a tremor in his heart. There were no "hothouses" in ancient times, let alone the term "hothouse flowers."
Since coming to this world, various signs indicate that there may have been time travelers before them. Therefore, it can be inferred that there are also people who know about time travelers. Encountering an unknown entity that knows one's details is dangerous!
Seeing Huangpu Xin trying to retreat, the old man laughed and said, "Hehe, you are quite vigilant, with your abilities, well... your current abilities, even without my interference, you would find it hard to escape."
Huangpu Xin had already used all his means while speaking, wanting to break through this small world, but his power was not enough. Whether it was psychic powers or cosmic energies, they disappeared without a trace, and even teleportation did not work.
"Do you feel it? This is not just an ordinary small world. It was created by this immortal and is as stable as a medium-sized world secret realm," said the old man proudly.
Huangpu Xin quieted down and stared at the strange old man, saying, "Since you have trapped me, there must be an important matter. Do you want to borrow my help to escape?"
The old man paused for a moment and replied, "Me? Borrow you? To escape?" as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.
Huangpu Xin nodded and said, "Isn't that right?"
"Hahahahahaha, hahahahahaha..." the old man laughed uncontrollably, as if releasing some pent-up frustration.
Huangpu Xin looked silently at the old man as he went into a frenzy. After a while, the old man slowly regained his strength and asked, "Where did you hear about the concept of borrowing people to escape from danger? Is it from a novel?"
Huangpu Xin honestly replied, "I guessed it myself."
"Idiot," the old man shook his head and sighed, "I didn't expect this time traveler to be an idiot."
"..." Huangpu Xin was speechless.
"However, a fool is still a fool, but one must always try..."
The old man muttered to himself as if comforting himself, then turned his head and said, "Listen, kid, since you seem to be unaware of common sense, I'll teach you a thing or two."
He turned and walked towards the stone table. With a wave of his sleeve, the chessboard on the table disappeared, replaced by a pair of jade cups and a pot of fragrant wine.
Ignoring Huangpu Xin, the old man sat down and poured himself a drink. After taking a sip, as if organizing his thoughts, he held the jade cup and said, "Once a person dies, they cannot be resurrected. The same goes for deceased cultivators. They can only linger as wandering spirits, or become ghostly immortals to continue their cultivation and overcome the impossible tribulations of the Forty-Nine Heavens. There has never been any talk of borrowing a body for rebirth, because the yang energy in a human body would greatly reduce the lifespan of a wandering spirit. It simply wouldn't work without the original body."
old man paused for a moment, as if seeing through Huangpu Xin: "As for borrowing your body to leave from here? This is my world, created by me! I made this world to delay the dissipation of the Yin soul. You want me to leave from here? The remaining few years of leisure time are not long enough, right?"
"Um, who knows if what you're saying is true..." Huangpu Xin doubted.
The old man squinted and said, "You are truly a newborn calf, do you know what happened to those who questioned this immortal back then?"
"Uh... well, you're actually an immortal, huh? I'm actually here on behalf of someone else." Seeing the situation turning unfavorable, Huangpu Xin quickly changed the subject.
"Um, I expected that. Is it the four major families? What time is it outside now?" the old man nodded and asked absentmindedly.
"It's not that. It's someone named Cao Mang who asked me to come and ask you a question,"
Huangpu Xin stepped forward, took out the yellow paper and handed it to the old man, saying, "Here, everything is written on this paper. There might be some things that cannot be told to outsiders, only allowing me to deliver the message. If there is anything bad written on it, don't involve me. I don't know anything, I'm just a messenger..."
The old man showed no change in expression upon hearing that it wasn't someone from the four major families. Perhaps to him, it didn't matter who delivered the message, as long as there was an offering outside.
"I knew early on that you weren't from the four major families. After all, this side of the world hasn't received supplies for a long time," the old man casually remarked as he took the "scroll" in hand.
"Well, um, would you mind taking a look at the issue first? I'm still waiting to report back..." Huangpu Xin realized that his way back depended on the old man, so his tone became respectful. When under someone else's roof, one has to bow their head.
"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry. Oh, looking at you like this, let me guess, you have a low status in organization? Hmm? Doesn't seem like it... Oh, I understand, you were caught by enemies and brought here to explore, right?" The old man seemed to be teasing as if he had discovered something amusing.
Huangpu Xin didn't show much reaction. He couldn't escape now, couldn't win in a fight, and the other party was the master of this small world, so he could only be manipulated by others.
Just that I haven't yet avenged myself in another world, unwilling to die quietly like this...
With this in mind, Huangpu Xin humbly said, "Immortal, please be kind. I am just a nobody, with no dramatic story. After answering your question, I have to go back, or I'll miss my ride!"
"Uh? How did Cao Mang tell you?" The old man's focus is different from that of people.
Huangpu Xin earnestly said, "The door opened by the blood of the Yuan Ying demon beast has a time limit of half an hour. Once that time is up, I, as a mortal, will be stuck here forever. I have no cultivation and can't accompany you for decades. You, as a great person, have a broad mind. Let me go back and finish my task, won't you?"
"Pfft, hahaha, what can you accomplish in just a few decades, kid? Are you trying to amuse me?" old man chuckled again.
"So, what are you...?" Huangpu Xin looked puzzled, seeking guidance.
The old man cleared his throat and said loudly, " Huangpu Xin, are you willing to become my disciple?!"
"?!!!"
Suddenly being called out by his real name, Huangpu Xin shuddered, and an inevitable doubt arose in his heart.
What kind of technique is this? To be able to directly call out the opponent's real name! If there were any curses or witchcraft involved, wouldn't it be fatal on the spot!
"Hehehe, want to learn? If you want to learn, beg me, and I'll teach you, how about that?" The old man tempted Huangpu Xin in the same way.
However, Huangpu Xin was unyielding, shaking his head and saying, "I ask the immortal to let me go. Even if your immortal fate is good, I still have to endure my own destiny. When the time limit is up, I will be trapped in a foreign land, and I truly cannot focus on seeking a master."
old man frowned, seemingly displeased by Huangpu Xin's repeated defiance.
Suddenly, an extremely oppressive feeling swept over Huangpu Xin, making him feel like the whole world was against him. The lake wanted to drown him, the earth wanted to swallow him, and the bamboo forest wanted to slash his throat!
"Hmm... If the time comes and I have to exert some effort to send you away, would you be willing to acknowledge me as your master?" the old man spoke slowly.
"Hoo... Hiss... Hoo..."
The pressure disappeared without a trace, as if it had all been just an illusion. He gasped for breath and said, "Good..."
Regaining his strength, Huangpu Xin knocked three times and said, "Master, please accept this bow from your disciple!"
old man nodded and said, "You kid, now you are considered under my guidance as a free-spirited immortal. I suppose your previous defiance was just superficial. I won't bother teaching you to respect your teacher and uphold the proper way anymore..."
Huangpu Xin twitched at the corner of his mouth, thinking, perhaps it's just superficial after all.
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