It was an old woman's voice, calm and indifferent. A gray-clad old granny slowly emerged from the house. Her snowy silver hair was coiled behind her head, and wrinkles covered her face, yet she was full of vigor. With her back straight, she walked into the small courtyard and looked curiously at Yue Qianchou and Cang Yunxin in the air.
"This old woman's cultivation is very high. I can't see through it," Cang Yunxin secretly transmitted to Yue Qianchou, clearly somewhat nervous.
"Nonsense! She came down from the God Realm to guard a god's grave. How could her cultivation possibly be low?" Yue Qianchou replied secretly. Both of them could tell that this woman was not a Nether cultivator.
Under Shen You's guidance, the three descended outside the courtyard. They did not land directly inside, as a sign of respect. The moment they entered the courtyard, Shen You hurried forward, bowed, and said, "Little Shen pays respects to Granny Yan!"
Not to be outdone, Yue Qianchou promptly followed with a bow. "Yue Qianchou pays respects to Granny Yan!" He was generally a courteous man. Secretly surveying the courtyard, he found it exceedingly simple and plain. Someone with such a state of mind probably would not be a bad person, and he immediately relaxed considerably.
The corner of Cang Yunxin's mouth twitched. He glanced at Yue Qianchou. Standing there alone without moving seemed rather improper, so he too bowed and said, "Cang Yunxin pays respects to Granny Yan!"
Granny Yan merely swept her eyes over the two of them without paying them much attention. Looking at Shen You, she sighed. "Time flies like an arrow. I have lived here alone without keeping track of the years. Little Shen, it has been at least a hundred thousand years since we last met,