Chapter 89: Buddha Is Calling Me Home to Chant Scriptures

Chapter 89: Chapter 89: Buddha Is Calling Me Home to Chant Scriptures

Su Han’s mouth twitched. He looked at Zhao Yang and asked, a bit uncertainly, "A coffin?"

Zhao Yang nodded. "That’s the phrase I heard."

Lu Feifei, at his side, also nodded in affirmation. "That’s right. Many of us heard it before we left the ruins."

Su Han nodded. Seeing Yu Su looked like she wanted to say something but was hesitating, he turned his gaze to her.

"Young lady, do you know something else?"

It was impossible for Yu Su not to feel awkward being called "young lady" when she was thousands of years old.

However, that awkward feeling was suppressed the moment she remembered that the man before her was an ancient monster from ten thousand years ago, likely from the same generation as her own Grandmaster.

"Elder, I did indeed hear a bit more."

Su Han looked at her. "Oh?"

"I’m a bit stronger than they are, so the power inside the ruins couldn’t teleport me out so easily.

Before I was teleported out, I vaguely heard the voice muttering to itself.

It sounded like it had lost ’that person’s’ coffin or something, and from its tone, it seemed utterly terrified."

Su Han nodded, pondering to himself.

’A coffin!’

’An important one, by the sounds of it.’

’’That person’?’

’’Her’?’

’The Array Spirit mentioned both. Could they be one and the same?’

’No!’

’That’s not right!’

’It can’t be!’

’A living person wouldn’t leave behind a coffin. If there’s a coffin, they must be dead.’

’And if she’s dead, why would that coward be too scared to even say her name? Why would one sentence from me scare it so badly it was ready to abandon the ruins and run for its life?’

’So, the owner of the coffin probably isn’t the ’her’ it was talking about.’

’But if it’s not her, then who is this ’that person’?’

’The legendary Second Taboo? The true master of the ruins?’

’That could be it... After all, the Second Taboo left these ruins behind, so it’s not entirely impossible his coffin is hidden inside.’

’Also, based on what Zhao Yang and Yu Su said, the Array Spirit’s reaction to losing the coffin was much, much greater than its reaction to losing treasures like the Great Treasure Sword and the Wordless Celestial Scripture.’

’So much greater... you could even call it a hysterical reaction.’

’So, can I assume... this coffin is more important than all the other treasures lost from the ruins?’

’If that’s the case, could this incredibly important coffin be the Demon Race’s target?’

’But... seven? Coffins?’

’What’s the connection between the two?’

’Don’t tell me... their target is seven coffins? Are they trying to collect them all to summon the Divine Dragon, or maybe combine them to form a Vajra Gourd Coffin?’

As Su Han’s mind raced with these wild and unreliable theories, he remained silent. The people around him didn’t even dare to breathe loudly.

In fact, the atmosphere even began to affect those outside the Celestial Demon Sect.

They had entered the ruins less than a day ago, only to suffer a disaster. Their group took heavy casualties before being inexplicably kicked out.

Baffled, they were trying to contact their sects while simultaneously attempting to reopen the ruin’s Array to get back inside.

Now, seeing Su Han’s deeply furrowed brow and contemplative expression, the cultivators who had been busy contacting their sects lowered their voices, until finally there was only silence.

The Array Masters attempting to reopen the ruins slowed their work, eventually stopping their futile efforts altogether.

Everyone secretly turned their attention to Su Han, waiting to see if he could analyze the situation and provide a reliable answer.

And so, a peculiar scene unfolded: Su Han stood stroking his chin, his mind filled with wild fantasies, while over a thousand pairs of eyes stared at him, all waiting for his profound analysis.

’From collecting seven coffins to summon the Divine Dragon, to combining them into a Vajra Gourd Coffin.’

’From making a wish to the Divine Dragon, to thinking about Aladdin’s Magic Lamp.’

After analyzing the feasibility of creating an infinite wish loop by asking the Divine Dragon for an Aladdin’s Magic Lamp and then asking the Lamp Spirit for seven Dragon Balls to summon another Divine Dragon, Su Han finally noticed the strange atmosphere around him.

"Huh? Why are you all staring at me?"

He glanced down at his clothes. It wasn’t his beggar getup, but there was nothing wrong with his plain black robes, either.

’Oh... I forgot to take out my nine tattered pouches. Don’t tell me that’s why they’re all staring at me?’

With that thought, Su Han took out nine tattered pouches and hung them on his person.

The Celestial Demon Sect: "..."

Everyone: "..."

’So... you analyzed for ages, thought for ages, and we waited for ages... all for this?’

"Elder... did you, ah, analyze anything?"

Su Han glanced at Yu Su in surprise. "Analyze? Analyze what?"

Yu Su: "...??"

"Weren’t you just analyzing what happened in the ruins?"

Su Han shook his head. "What’s there to analyze? I’ll just go back to the ruins tomorrow and ask ’it.’ Then we’ll know."

Yu Su: "..."

Everyone: "..."

’Heh.’

’Heh heh.’

’Who knew... the Elder had such a sense of humor.’

’The ruins are completely sealed. How are you supposed to get in?’

Originally, Su Han had wanted to enter the ruins now, but just as he locked onto the spatial node on the Array Spirit, he remembered that his Distanceless Skill was still on cooldown.

’As for slipping through that ancestral ’thief’s tunnel’ again... better not. The Array Spirit is probably still on a rampage. If it finds me... how am I supposed to bluff my way out of that?’

’Right... I did say we have all the time in the world. I’ll just let it cool off for a day.’

"Then... Elder, today..."

Su Han glanced at Yu Su. "Everyone, disperse."

With those words, Su Han turned, and with a single step that crossed miles, vanished from sight in an instant.

Left in his wake, the crowd looked at each other in dismay. After a long, long time, a young monk from the Sumeru Sect put his palms together and recited a Buddhist phrase.

"Amitabha Buddha. The Buddha is calling me home to chant scriptures. This little monk will take his leave."

Once the first person left, the others followed, and soon the crowd had trickled away.

’After all... we can’t get into the ruins, so there’s no point in just standing here like idiots, is there?’

’We might as well go back and report to our sects, then keep an eye on those Celestial Demon Sect folks. Let’s see if that ’Elder Guo’ can actually ’enter the ruins’ tomorrow and get some answers from ’it’.’

After parting ways with the fifteen hundred brave warriors, Su Han changed his appearance, took to the skies again, and headed for Lingzhou City.

He covered a distance of several hundred li in about fifteen minutes.

Just as he was about to fly out of the mountain range—one that had unnaturally appeared and taken root outside Lingzhou City—Su Han came to an abrupt halt.

"Who’s there! Come out!"

Staring intently at a spot behind him, Su Han’s eyes filled with vigilance.

’I’m... being followed!’