"My understanding of him was not actually very deep. The Heaven-Stealing Cauldron could be considered his final work. Because of that, I saw him as a white-haired old man, and perhaps that was his true appearance." Kong continued recalling the past.
As Yuan Ming listened to Kong's account, an inexplicable sense of respect rose within him.
He suddenly thought of a question. "Then doesn't placing his corpse here mean that the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron is actually his coffin?"
Kong nodded slightly, a complicated emotion flashing through his eyes. "Perhaps. I cannot fathom his true intentions either. But one thing is certain: although he has passed away, this corpse still retains a trace of something miraculous. You need only bow reverently before him and ask any question, and he will answer it for you. But the prerequisite is that you must pay the corresponding amount of wish power as compensation. Otherwise, he will not speak."
Yuan Ming froze at those words. This method of obtaining answers felt somewhat familiar to him.
He looked thoughtfully at Kong, who seemed to have guessed what he was thinking and gave a faint smile. "That's right. Back then, I relied on his power to answer those questions of yours."
Rather than looking down on Kong because of this, Yuan Ming instead felt grateful.
After all, without Kong's guidance, he could never have received the statue's help.
"May I ask where the Wutu Elemental Stone is now?" After pondering for a moment, Yuan Ming straightened his robes and respectfully bowed toward the statue.
Before he could finish speaking, Kong interrupted him. "There is no need to ask him that. I promised before to help you restore the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron. I already know where the Wutu Elemental Stone is. It is within Nine King Lake."
Nine King Lake