Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2391 199: Six Paths_3

The drops inside this shadowy pool clearly turned out to be those enigmatic golden pennies, slithering around as if alive.

Following Wisdom None's setup, the cultivator's form advanced into the pool.

Then, beneath the somewhat grave stare from the green-robed figure, these enigmatic golden pennies from the pool seeped into them...

Pools that once looked identical to him now displayed their unique traits distinctly.

These enigmatic golden pennies permeated the cultivators' Primordial Spirits, enveloping them...

Before long, the cultivators emerged from the pool one after another, grinning, renewed, with a newfound serenity and kindness.

Most among them were Outer World Cultivators, their once hideous looks now even more sinister.

Even though the green-robed figure had witnessed this before, revisiting the sight still brought a heavy pressure upon him.

"If only I could unravel the secrets hidden in these enigmatic golden pennies, maybe..."

Maybe he could truly break down the Supreme True Buddha at its core.

Such notions swirled through his thoughts.

Wisdom None had already guided the group of cultivators back to the hall.

In no time at all, the whole Six Paths Pond Water area fell into utter quiet.

Sensing the mood, the green-robed figure eyed the pool, deciding in the end against any move.

He glanced around the area, his eyes flickering a bit:

"Last time around, it feels like I exited from this spot."

Memories flooding back quickly, he hurried off in the direction he'd trailed Pu Yuan to escape before.

Yet soon after, he came to an abrupt stop.

"This spot... I don't recall this branch path being here originally."

The green-robed figure creased his forehead a touch, meticulously dredging up the recollection of traversing this way earlier.

Back then, he'd been reduced to mere dust, tucked away in a cultivator's collar, but he'd committed the path to memory. Now, the tunnel stretching ahead struck him as markedly different from what he remembered.

"Clearly, this approach isn't going to pan out..."

Wasting no time, the green-robed figure subtly extended his Spiritual Sense outward, taking utmost care to evade detection by any presence, lest he alert lurking entities.

Quickly enough, amid the winding and complex tunnels, he pinpointed the spot of the 'Heart-Cleansing Mirror' that had once exposed him.

"These paths twist and turn so much?"

"I overlooked that detail earlier."

A hint of astonishment crossed the green-robed figure.

Still, upon reflection, it made perfect sense.

His power and level had been so feeble then, like a lamb surrounded by predators in the Supreme True Buddha's domain, focused solely on survival. How could he have bothered to explore beyond?

He dashed straight to the Heart-Cleansing Mirror's position.

Even pacing himself and concealing his trail on purpose, his present velocity got him close to the Heart-Cleansing Mirror in just seconds.

True to his recall, the Heart-Cleansing Mirror dangled over a cavern mouth, aimed at yet another shadowy opening.

Remembering how this Heart-Cleansing Mirror had unveiled him, the green-robed figure grew more wary.

He fine-tuned his aura a little before stepping toward the Heart-Cleansing Mirror.

As he went past the Heart-Cleansing Mirror, he glanced up briefly.

Within the reflection, he caught only a faint, almost illusory glow, with no sign of his own image.

The green-robed figure eased up right away, murmuring praise inwardly:

"Pushing the Thousand-eyed Dark Lizard bloodline to its limits, the principles it wields are truly remarkable, managing to dimly veil even such an artifact."

Though a subtle imperfection lingered, no one would likely spot it without staring fixedly at the mirror.

He pressed on without pause into the tunnel the mirror guarded.

"Young one, if I were in your shoes, I wouldn't head that way..."

A voice laced with relaxation and mockery rang out abruptly from behind.

The green-robed figure halted instinctively after two steps.

His expression stayed steady, yet his mind plunged.

Staying composed rather than alarmed, he turned slowly.

His eyes drifted naturally to the doorway across from the Heart-Cleansing Mirror.

That doorway loomed dark and profound, shrouded in gloom that hinted at lurking sinister shapes.

The green-robed figure's gaze sharpened a fraction.

Once more, the mocking tone drifted to his ears:

"This area endured a massive catastrophe once, but it's been restored. To get out, you'll have to go through me... Young one, got the guts?"

The green-robed figure mulled it over briefly, then strode toward the facing entrance.

The shadowy tunnel stretched dim and endless.

Surprisingly, nothing unusual crossed his path.

Until, at last, a radiant glow burst into view, and the green-robed figure came to a stop.

There, at the edge of his vision.

A luminous, hushed palace rose within the cave.

Beyond the palace lay a simple yard.

In that yard rose a Bodhi Tree adorned with faces, hideous yet radiating an oddly merciful vibe.

A form wrapped in pristine white radiance perched at a stone table under this strange Bodhi Tree, with light refreshments laid out. The pose was casual, head tilted up slightly to regard him.

Despite the white light cloaking it, a subtle smile appeared to flicker, blending admiration and wonder.

Then it spoke, unhurriedly.

And those words sent a sharp shock through the green-robed figure's core.

"True Man Taiyi... This marks our third encounter."

"Third time?!"

Wang Ba shuddered violently, the recognizable way of addressing pulling up a specific person from his past, at last betraying a flicker of irrepressible shock:

"You, you're the one from Zhang's Ruins who took over as Master of Ten Thousand Demon Palace!"

"Are you the Lord of Six Paths!?"

The white-light-shrouded figure appeared unmoved by the outburst, chuckling idly:

"It looks like Shen Fu might have overstated your abilities a tad..."

Shen Fu?

Wang Ba's mind stirred faintly—could this be the Junior Brother who'd tipped him off about being there? Where had Junior Brother ended up? Had the Six Paths Pond Water tainted him?

How did this one seem so sure he'd show up here?

A whirlwind of jumbled ideas raced through him, mixing worry, wariness, and nagging uncertainties.

If the other recognized who he was, why let him arrive here, only to spout cryptic remarks?

Even pointing out the way to exit on purpose.

A prank?

Some jest?

Yet could the famed Great Bodhisattva-stage Lord of Six Paths really stoop to playing games with him?

Unless...

He fixed his stare on the figure, a torrent of ideas crashing in instantly.

Why had Cloud Sky Sect's Sect Leader Bai known of the Sea of Chaos Realm; why had this one ventured to Zhang's Ruins, posing as the Master of Ten Thousand Demon Palace; why had Junior Brother Shen Fu, spotting him beyond Cloud Sky Realm, rushed to warn about the Supreme True Buddha's move to the Sea of Chaos Realm...

All these everyday hints suddenly linked up right then.

Within, a wild theory took shape, staggering and immense.

He locked eyes on the white-light figure, his tone dropping instinctively with a faint quiver from the staggering, implausible hunch:

"You, you are..."

"Xiahou Demon?"

At those four words, the figure beneath the white light straightened up on reflex, the easy demeanor shifting to one of genuine astonishment and gravity...