Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 2039: Chapter 2038: Venerable Yulin and Blood-Robed Venerable!

Fuxi Qin, one of the Primeval Sacred Relics, possesses world-annihilating power.

In his previous life, Su Han had heard of the Fuxi Qin, but he had never been to the Sect of the Divine Dao Religion, so he had never seen it.

However, whether he saw it or not made no difference to Su Han.

Because it was well-known that this Fuxi Qin in the Divine Dao Religion was merely a projection, not the real thing.

One of the Sect Hierarchs of the Divine Dao Religion once said personally that the Fuxi Qin was not within the sect; it was but a legend.

This was indeed the case.

No one had ever seen the true Fuxi Qin, and the Divine Dao Religion, from its founding to the present, had never used the Fuxi Qin.

Nonetheless, true or false, it could not stop others from yearning and being fervent about the Fuxi Qin.

Just like now, Su Han clearly knew the Fuxi Qin in front of him was not real, yet still felt a kind of mind-shaking sensation, as if he was being immersed.

”Young Master Su, shall we go?”

Seeing Su Han standing there in silence, the disciple couldn’t help but smile and said: ”Many who see the Fuxi Qin for the first time have a similar reaction as Young Master Su, but I imagine you know this Qin is just a projection, not the real thing.”

”I have a question.”

Su Han suddenly said: ”Shennong, Fuxi, Nuwa, these are the Three Saints of Distant Antiquity, but according to legend, shouldn’t Shennong be the Saint of Medicine?”

The disciple was stunned, smiled wryly, and said: ”I don’t know about that...”

Su Han sighed inwardly.

Indeed, such ridiculous questions, how could an ordinary disciple like him answer them?

But Su Han couldn’t help but wonder.

According to the legend, since Shennong was the one who refined medicine, shouldn’t he be the Saint of Medicine? Why did it become Fuxi?

...

As they entered the Sect Residence of the Divine Dao Religion, the first thing they saw was still a vast field of medicinal herbs.

Su Han thought that if he sold these medicinal herbs on Fuxi Star, their value would probably match the wealth of the Nine Factions!

Truly priceless!

The two did not go to the discussion hall; the disciple led Su Han past a place with small bridges and flowing water, finally arriving before a pavilion.

The pavilion was in a lake, the lake small, yet teeming with fish swimming around, surrounded by a variety of dazzling medicinal ingredients, a beautiful environment akin to a paradise.

In the pavilion, two elders sat facing each other.

One of them wore white, his hair was white as snow, and when he lowered his head, his long beard almost touched the stone table.

On his chest was an Alchemist Badge.

Su Han could clearly see it was of Sixth Grade Pill Master level!

Opposite him sat another elder.

His hair was grey and black, his face wrinkled, his stature hunched, as if he was close to twilight.

He also wore a Sixth Grade Pill Master badge on his chest!

When Su Han and the disciple of the Divine Dao Religion arrived, the two elders seemed unaware, still lowering their heads, gazing at the stone table in front of them, motionless, like statues.

”Young Master Su, I’ll be leaving first.”

The disciple spoke, but not directly; instead, he transmitted the message: ”These two are super powerhouses at the Dao Sovereign Realm in our Divine Dao Religion, and they hold very high positions in the Pill Refining Association.”

This was clearly a reminder, which Su Han understood, nodding gently.

After the disciple left, Su Han looked at the stone platform for a while, then found a place to sit cross-legged, quietly.

...

The sky dimmed, and in the blink of an eye, it was already late at night.

The two elders maintained their postures, never having moved.

And Su Han did not disturb them, holding his breath and calming his mind, stabilizing his cultivation base.

One day, two days, three days...

Unconsciously, five days passed.

On the morning of the sixth day, when the sunlight poured over the world, the elder with white hair finally stirred.

As he moved, Su Han’s eyes suddenly opened.

”Greetings to the two seniors.” Su Han stood up and cupped his fists, bowing.

”Young man, you have great patience.”

The white-haired elder smiled slightly, beckoning to Su Han: ”Come here.”

Su Han hesitated not, walking forward.

When he approached the stone table, the elder with grey hair also gradually straightened his body, looking towards Su Han.

”See if you can tell what’s on this stone table.” The white-haired elder smiled at Su Han.

Su Han glanced at the stone table, then retracted his gaze and said: ”A stone table.”

”Oh?”

The white-haired elder looked at Su Han: ”This is indeed a stone table; your answer does not satisfy me.”

”If the elder thinks it’s not a stone table, then it’s dust,” Su Han said.

The elder didn’t answer.

But the elder opposite extended his hand, gently brushing over the stone table.

”Hua!”

Immediately, light burst forth from the stone table, undergoing changes at that moment.

The surface of the stone table appeared to form a layer like water, glistening with waves, and many medicinal ingredients appeared within, then vanished, reappeared, and vanished again.

At this moment, the white-haired elder raised his head again and asked Su Han: ”Now, what do you see on the stone table?”

”Still a stone table,” Su Han replied.

The white-haired elder frowned: ”Young man, speak only after seeing clearly.”

”I merely answered what I saw,” Su Han stated.

At these words, the elder was momentarily dazed.

The next moment, his eyes erupted with an amazing brilliance.

Su Han pursed his lips and continued: ”I do not conjecture, nor do I entertain wild fantasies; in this world, things are as they appear. Sometimes what is true might be muddled by divine soul and Dao heart, leading to a result... of insanity.”

”Then how do you know what’s true and what’s false?” the grey-haired elder followed up.

Su Han immediately chuckled: ”So, I don’t know what’s true, nor what’s false. What my eyes see is true; what I can’t see is false!”

”Hahaha...”

As Su Han’s words fell, the white-haired elder couldn’t help but laugh aloud.

”What a profound truth and falsehood, falsehood and truth!”

The grey-haired elder also said, ”No wonder others call you the First Monster. In my eyes, aptitude is innate, and opportunities forge cultivation; those are not truly formidable!”

”But you, not only possess terrifying comprehension but also such steadfast will. It’s no wonder you are someone who could traverse ten thousand feet on the Immortal Bridge!”

”Senior overpraises,” Su Han cupped his fists again.

Such compliments, to him, were truly nothing to be pleased about.

In the eyes of Su Han, who had lived through two lifetimes, these two elders who had clearly lived for at least tens or even hundreds of thousands of years, were merely juniors.

”I am Xue Linzi, known as Venerable Yuj Lin!” The white-haired elder stood up.

The grey-haired elder solemnly spoke: ”I am Sima Hui, known as Blood-Robed Venerable!”