Chapter 1241 - 891: The Thieving "Water Ghost

Chapter 1241: Chapter 891: The Thieving "Water Ghost

Xiao Jin leaned against the window, looking as though he was yearning desperately, his tail drooping dismally to the ground, "It’s been so long, why hasn’t Tangtang come back yet?"

"You’ve said that six times already."

Jia Lan glanced out the window as well, then said with relief, "If she had come back empty-handed, she would have returned much earlier. It seems Tangtang should have successfully met that High Priest from the Ancient Era."

Xiao Jin supported his arm on the windowsill, turned to look at him, and said in astonishment, "High Priest? How do you know? People from ten thousand years ago could still be alive?"

"Without the help of external forces, even gods can’t surpass the limits of lifespan; that High Priest is naturally no longer alive. It’s just that a trace of their soul lingered in the Inheritance Land." Jia Lan took a sip of tea, indifferent, "As for why I know, it’s because... I was once a High Priest too."

Xiao Jin touched his neck, almost forgot—this fish was once the High Priest of the Sea Clan!

Today, Jia Lan hasn’t relinquished this duty and simultaneously carries the responsibilities of Sea Emperor and Priest.

Fortunately, there are no wars now, and the Polluted Land has disappeared, making it much easier for him as a High Priest who was supposed to be imprisoned in the Divine Palace for life. He even changed millennia-old rules of the Divine Hall on his own, no longer bound, and can freely enter and exit like a free person.

Xiao Jin slung Jia Lan’s shoulder like good brothers, pressed against the window, and said mysteriously, "I heard that priests have the power to predict the future. Tell me, is that true?"

Jia Lan was pulled a step forward and inwardly cursed the rough leopard, but after years of working together, he didn’t mind this rude behavior much.

"Hmm, it’s true, but that was the power of the High Priest during the Ancient Era... Nowadays, few priests across various clans can master the Power of Prophecy, and even if they do, they’re far from matching those ancient priests, the gap is too wide."

Xiao Jin said happily, "So, Tangtang might really glean some intelligence from that High Priest! She’s always wanted to find the entrance to the Land of Origin, right? Maybe she really can."

"..."

Shen Li lounged lazily on the sofa, one hand resting on his forehead, seeming to be resting with his eyes closed. But upon hearing "the entrance to the Land of Origin," he suddenly opened his eyes, and his long, enchanting red eyes flashed a deep pain.

Land of Origin...

So she still wants to go there, huh?

What should he do then?

Dusk gathers.

Shen Tang and Lu Xiao just returned from the Inheritance Land, she told her Beast Husband everything about encountering the High Priest from the Ancient Era and what she learned from her.

Jia Lan said arrogantly, "See? I was right. To preserve a trace of one’s obsession for ten thousand years and warn the next generation, only those High Priests with godlike powers from the Ancient Era could do it, no one else."

Shen Tang said regretfully, "Unfortunately, I still couldn’t find out the way to the Land of Origin."

She said, suddenly remembering something, and turned to look at Shen Li, who seemed unusually quiet since they entered, feeling that his condition was off.

But Shen Tang was weighed down by her thoughts at that moment and didn’t think much, quickly walking over to him, asking anxiously, "By the way, Brother Li, didn’t you go to the Divine Fox Clan’s Book Collection Pavilion? Did you find that book? Is there any record of the way to the Land of Origin?"

Shen Li gazed at her eyes, his lips moved slightly, yet a helpless smile appeared, "...Tangtang, after feeding you blood back then, my body was very weak, had to retreat for a month, where would I have the time to go to the Book Collection Pavilion to look for texts? You have no idea, the Book Collection Pavilion’s archives are vast, finding anything there is like searching for a needle in a haystack, quite headache-inducing."

"Sorry, Brother Li, I..." Shen Tang’s throat became dry, Shen Li had done so much for her, but since he emerged from retreat, she barely spoke to him, even her mind was occupied with the Land of Origin, not even caring about his health.

"You emerged from retreat early, is your body alright? I’ll use my Healing Ability to check on you." Shen Tang held Shen Li’s hand, her eyes showing concern.

Shen Li gently released her hand, shook his head, and said softly, "It’s nothing serious, my body is still a bit weak, I need to retreat and rest for a while. Once I’m better rested, I’ll help you find that text."

"No rush, your health is the priority!" Shen Tang nodded, "Nothing is more important than your health."

Shen Li pulled Shen Tang into his arms, sitting her on his lap, lowered his head to kiss her soft, rosy lips.