Urban Peerless Expert
Chapter 1142 - 1162: The Person with the Greatest Harvest_1

Chapter 1142: Chapter 1162: The Person with the Greatest Harvest_1

Removing the Absolute Ice Seal was not complicated; once released, the Yin Yang Ghost Fire silently burned while clinging to the Profound Ice.

The sturdy Profound Ice, which even divine weapons could not break open, quickly melted under the Yin Yang Ghost Fire’s incineration, turning into wisps of vapor that drifted into the air.

The ice sealing Gui Chang was very thick. It took Zhu Yao three days of continuously releasing the Yin Yang Ghost Fire to thoroughly melt the heavy ice.

Gui Chang’s body emerged from the solid ice, his head full of white hair, his figure so thin that his skin clung to his bones, looking like a skeleton. His pair of sorrowful eyes were dull and lifeless, and his whole being was incredibly weak, as if he could die at any moment.

Gui Chang fed himself an elixir, and his complexion improved slightly, but he still wore a haggard appearance, as if he was chronically ill and unable to withstand the slightest gust of wind.

"Senior, what do you plan to do next?"

Sitting against the wall, Gui Chang asked in a deep voice, "What is the situation outside now?"

Lin Chen looked at Zhu Yao, who, as a native of the Wildlands, naturally had a clearer understanding of their history.

Zhu Yao had already learned of Gui Chang’s identity. The Zhu Family was, strictly speaking, one of the families descended from the Eight Great Ancient Families, so he was naturally well aware of the Gui Family’s history.

Zhu Yao replied respectfully, "Then I shall start from your era, Senior..."

Thus began a lengthy narration.

Gui Chang’s eyes were slightly narrowed, his expression calm but the vicissitudes within his gaze clearly visible.

Lin Chen listened with great interest at the side. Although he had heard of the Eight Great Ancient Families before, he was not clear about their historical changes. Listening to the story now was like learning historical knowledge.

As the pinnacle forces of the Central Divine Land and even the entire Human Clan, the Eight Great Ancient Families were important forces in the battles between humans and demon races. After the humans’ defeat, the Eight Great Ancient Families were almost all crippled, but they did not perish completely.

Fearing their revival, the demon race relentlessly pursued and attacked the Eight Great Ancient Families. In the long years of hunting and killing, some of the families were entirely eradicated, while others were forced to change their surnames or branches.

After tens of thousands of years had passed, the remnants of the Eight Great Ancient Families had split into many smaller clans. Many of these smaller clans gradually disappeared in history, with very few managing to survive.

In any case, the Eight Great Ancient Families had become ancient legends. It was essentially impossible to find anyone with ancient surnames like Jiang Rukong and Ji Ruxue...

After hearing the story, Gui Chang sighed. "Time spares no one, after all. In the end, no one can stand against the passage of time..."

Lin Chen asked, "Senior, what do you plan to do next?"

Gui Chang sighed, "I’m just an old man who’s running out of time. I won’t live for more than a few years. Just let me find a place to lie down and wait for death. Regardless, I have to thank you for allowing me to die peacefully in bed instead of within this cold Profound Ice."

Lin Chen laughed, "If Senior has no plans, you can come back with me to South Mountain at Nanyue Hengshan and find a quiet place to live peacefully."

Gui Chang looked at Lin Chen and chuckled, "I’m all worn out now, with only a few years of life left. I won’t be able to help you with anything."

Lin Chen laughed heartily, "Senior, you taught me your techniques, and I naturally want to repay you for it. I invite you to South Mountain at Nanyue Hengshan to enjoy your retirement not because I expect your help, but because it is my intention. Otherwise, why would I come back to save you? After all, you’ve already passed the Gui Family’s Great Secret Technique to me, right?"

Standing nearby, Zhu Yao’s eyes widened in shock.

Gui Chang’s Great Secret Technique – wasn’t that the Berserker Technique that could unleash tenfold combat power?

Had Gui Chang passed it on to Lin Chen earlier?

That must have happened the day they attacked the Valley of Death.

Zhu Yao felt a subtle sense of disbelief. With so many sects and experts gathered to attack the Valley of Death, countless people died. In the end, aside from discovering that immortals indeed existed in this world and witnessing the arm of an immortal being suppressed, they gained nothing. But Lin Chen’s encounter was nothing short of miraculous, full of gains.

First, he was ambushed and, in the midst of the undead horde’s pursuit, comprehended the Death Mark. Then, through a narrow and secluded path, he encountered Gui Chang, a senior from the Gui Family, and learned the Great Berserker Technique of ancient times.

He was the one who reaped the most benefits.

Zhu Yao did not feel jealousy but marveled at his luck. Indeed, who could compare to the one recognized by the Emperor’s Seal, the Son of Luck?

Lin Chen possessed the Jiang Family’s Great Shrinking Technique and now controlled the Gui Family’s Great Berserker Technique. So young, yet he already had such terrifying combat power.

He was the Son of Luck.

Zhu Yao did not yet know that the arm that had flown away that day actually followed Lin Chen. Otherwise, who knows how shocked he would have been?

Anyone would be envious of such experiences.

Gui Chang stared into Lin Chen’s eyes as if trying to see through his heart.

Lin Chen faced him with a calm smile, his gaze clear and serene.

These were, after all, his true feelings.

Why fear scrutiny?