Chapter 2162: Changsheng Village?

Ye Chenfeng opened his eyes and found himself in an unfamiliar environment.

Everywhere he looked was yellow earth, the walls were made of dirt, and the bed, or more accurately, it was a kang.

The ground was also dirt, except it had been trampled flat.

The sheets and bedding were the kind one sees only in rural areas, but they were very clean and had no strange smells.

"No, wait! It’s not unfamiliar! Isn’t this Changsheng Village?"

Upon fully awakening, Ye Chenfeng was surprised to find this was indeed Changsheng Village; he was in his own house.

Everything was still unchanged.

Hmm?

Something’s not right!

Who saved me?

And brought me here?

That person must be someone I know; otherwise, they wouldn’t know about this place!

"Da da da..."

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from outside, causing Ye Chenfeng’s heart to tense up.

"You little rascal, it’s been a whole month, and you’re only just waking up!"

As the voice sounded, Ye Chenfeng’s brow furrowed slightly.

This old man was none other than the one who sold him the "pig slaughtering knife," the dead old man.

Ye Chenfeng weakly said, "I never expected it would be you!"

"If I didn’t encounter you during my post-meal walk, you’d probably already be playing chess with King Yan."

The old man puffed on a bag of pipe tobacco and revealed a mouthful of yellow teeth, laughing slyly.

"Post-meal walk? Is your backyard Lop Nur?"

Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but ask.

"Something like that, you could understand it that way."

The old man flicked tobacco ash.

Ye Chenfeng got up, sat on the kang, and stared directly at the old man, "Can you tell me your identity now?"

"Cough, cough, my identity? What identity do I have? I’m just a lonely old man. Do you want to introduce me some ladies?"

The old man naturally avoided the topic.

Ye Chenfeng glared at him, "Get lost, hurry up and speak! You should be from the world’s end, right?"

The old man gradually put away his playful demeanor and nodded to Ye Chenfeng, "That’s right, you guessed correctly."

The old man’s sudden admission left Ye Chenfeng greatly astonished.

"What exactly is the world’s end like? Can you not talk about it?"

Ye Chenfeng fixed his eyes tightly on him.

"I only have the obligation to save you, not the obligation to tell you anything else."

The old man spoke frankly.

Ye Chenfeng’s brow furrowed deeply in surprise as he asked, "Do you mean you’ve been protecting me, or clearing the road for me?"

"It was true before, but not anymore."

"What does protection from the world’s end mean?"

Ye Chenfeng truly hadn’t expected this.

"Because all our stakes are placed on you, you cannot fail! More importantly, you cannot die!"

The old man spoke very firmly.

Ye Chenfeng was startled, "All the stakes placed on me? As if I’m going to save the world!"

"Hehe, you might as well think of it that way."

The old man chuckled.

Thinking of a possibility, Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but say, "So you’ve been arranging my destiny all along?"

Initially, Ye Chenfeng only knew God was arranging his destiny; now he realized the world’s end was involved too.

"We’d like to arrange it, but you have a destiny forsaken by the gods, a fate no divine demon can rule over, let alone us. Your destiny’s path cannot be controlled by others, not even God."

The old man said.

"Then can you tell me who God is?"

Ye Chenfeng immediately seized on this point and asked.

The old man sighed and said, "I’m just a small figure; how would I know the secrets of the upper echelons?"

"Knowing nothing, then what use are you to me?"

Ye Chenfeng really felt like beating this old man up.

"God might be more frightening than you imagine! He alone can shake the world’s end."

The old man seemed to reveal a fact.

"Alright, let’s not talk about God then. Let’s talk about you. Earlier you said I don’t need your protection anymore, and you can’t follow me. Then why were you near Lop Nur?"

Ye Chenfeng threw out another sharp question.

"I..."

The old man was caught off guard, unsure how to answer.

Ye Chenfeng continued to probe, "You said post-meal walk, and I believe it’s true. Because the world’s end is at Lop Nur! I fainted near Lop Nur, so naturally, you discovered it first. And given the mystery of Lop Nur and the world’s end, the two are linked. The Heavenly King Group is operated by you, right? The Buddha Lord appeared before, and the Prophet showed up not long ago. You’re setting up the grand scheme behind the scenes. But from what I see, the world’s end seems even more formidable than God. You’re just the errand runners, and you’re already this capable. Truly high-level figures must be extremely powerful."

"This..."

The old man was stunned, seemingly unsure how to respond.

Ye Chenfeng was shocked, "Looks like I might be right!"

The old man neither admitted nor denied it.

He just sat there, taking long drags of pipe tobacco.

"Wait, did you say I’ve been unconscious for a month?"

Ye Chenfeng suddenly remembered this issue.

"Yes, exactly one month."

The old man said.

"A month, seems you’re quite skilled; I thought it would take at least half a year, a full year this time."

Ye Chenfeng expressed relief.

But then Ye Chenfeng turned his words, "But the trouble is big, something’s bound to happen."

Ye Chenfeng could naturally foresee that the Academy of Gods would make a move on Penglai Fairy Island.

"Something’s going to happen; come with me first."

The old man agreed.

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

Ye Chenfeng followed with questions.

At this moment, it was still dark outside.

The sky was dotted with stars.

"Look at that direction!"

The old man pointed to a place and said.

"Hmm? Isn’t that Lan City over there? How so? Please explain!"

Ye Chenfeng asked.

"In the past few days, I’ve watched the celestial phenomena at night, and that direction vaguely shows the trend of a dragon rising, more apparent tonight. I’m sure it’s the dragon-rising trend."

The old man spoke mysteriously.

"What does that mean then?"

Ye Chenfeng was even more perplexed.

He was not proficient in professional night divination.

"Follow me!"

The old man stepped out, instantly disappearing into space.

Without thinking, Ye Chenfeng followed.

Soon after, they arrived at Lan City.

The two stood at a high place, overlooking the entirety of Lan City.

"See for yourself!"

The old man said.

After seeing certain sights, Ye Chenfeng understood.

He saw the galloping Yellow River heading east, flanked by Orchid Mountain and Jiu Zhou Terrace that resembled a dragon’s head, converging distantly with the Yellow River. The rising mist was like a fairyland.

"If I’m not mistaken, a stunning figure will emerge from those two mountains of Lan City; in ancient times, they’d be akin to a true dragon."

Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but say.

Upon hearing, the old man nodded approvingly, "Exactly."

"Actually, there’s a story about Lan City you might not have heard?"

The old man asked again.

"I haven’t, I’d be glad to hear more."

Ye Chenfeng looked at the old man curiously.

He was genuinely curious now in the connection between Lan City’s celestial phenomena and the mysterious story told by the old man?

Perhaps this old guy was secretly guiding him on something...