The Old Shaman's Condition

At the entrance of a village where a primitive tribe was stationed, Gu Ding was stopped by two burly men dressed in animal skins.

"Please leave. Our tribe does not welcome outsiders," the two said almost simultaneously.

Both strong men were quite powerful, both being Fifth Sequence True God level experts. If Gu Ding did not use soul attacks, his Combat Strength would only be about the same as Fourth Sequence True God, and he would probably not be a match for these two.

"I need to see your witch doctor." Gu Ding, of course, was unwilling to leave easily.

"Our shaman doesn't see outsiders, please leave!" The two men looked at Gu Ding with even greater wariness.

"I really have something very important to tell you, please help me inform others..."

Before Gu Ding could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the man on the left, "The witch doctor will not see you. If you continue to pester us, we will have no choice but to be ruthless."

The burly man could also see that Gu Ding's blood and qi strength was not yet at the level of a true god, so he didn't take Gu Ding too seriously.

Gu Ding frowned slightly. Just as he was considering using hypnosis, a man walked out of the village gate. He was a Black-Bearded Strongman, eyes the size of copper bells, and a height of nearly five meters. Gu Ding could clearly sense the strength of his blood and energy; it was already infinitely close to that of a True God of the Tenth Sequence.

"Sir!" Upon seeing the man appear, the two guards bowed respectfully.

The burly man glanced at the two men, nodded slightly, and then fixed his gaze on Gu Ding. After scrutinizing Gu Ding from head to toe, he asked, "Are you Gu Ding?"

Gu Ding was stunned. His alias in this world had been Gu Lotte from the very beginning. Apart from the Sea Emperor, no one knew his real name, yet this person had accurately called him by it. This made Gu Ding marvel at the Old Shaman's skill.

"That's right, I am Gu Ding."

"I heard you have a companion who came with you. To confirm your identity, tell me his name." The Black-Bearded Strongman casually glanced at Gu Ding's left wrist.

"His name is Sea Emperor." Gu Ding said Sea Emperor's name very simply, because Sea Emperor had said before that the Old Shaman knew of his existence, so there was no need to hide anything.

A strange glint flashed in the eyes of the Black-Bearded Strongman. Then he nodded to Gu Ding. "Come with me, the witch doctor is waiting for you."

Gu Ding immediately followed, and the two guards did not try to stop him again.

They followed the burly Black-Bearded Strongman past hundreds of caves. He stopped before one of them. "You can go in!"

Gu Ding nodded and stepped into the room without hesitation.

After passing through a passageway more than ten meters long, Gu Ding finally saw the interior structure of the cave. Surprisingly, it was not much different from the interior structure of an ordinary house, with a living room, bedrooms, and interconnected passageways.

"Come in." After looking around, Gu Ding heard an old voice.

As the sound came, he smelled a herbal scent coming from one of the rooms, and he immediately walked towards the opening.

Inside the room, a mist rose, and an old man sat beside a fire, smiling as he looked up at Gu Ding.

The old man was less than three meters tall, and extremely thin—by world standards, he was remarkably small. His brown skin lacked any luster, resembling dried tree bark, and his skin clung almost tightly to his bones. He appeared to be severely depleted of vital energy and blood.

Only his eyes showed no signs of the cloudiness often associated with the elderly; they were as pure and flawless as a baby's eyes, yet they were filled with a wisdom that commanded respect.

The old man didn't speak, but simply pointed to a futon next to the fire, indicating that Gu Ding should sit down.

Gu Ding nodded and sat down calmly. He knew that the other party probably already knew his purpose, so he didn't rush to speak.

After sitting on the futon, Gu Ding suddenly felt his previously agitated emotions calm down. He looked down at the futon under his buttocks with some surprise.

"This futon seems to be made of special materials, possessing the unique effect of calming a restless soul." The Sea Emperor immediately noticed the futon's unusual nature. "This plant material is not listed in my database at all; it should originate from native plants."

The old man remained silent, only smiling as he picked up two bone cups and removed the ceramic jar that was boiling and steaming above the fire. He then poured the green liquid from the jar into the two cups and handed one to Gu Ding.

Gu Ding took the cup, sniffed it, and confirmed it was indeed the same herbal scent he had smelled outside. The scent wasn't unpleasant; it had a fragrant aroma similar to fresh grass. Without hesitation, Gu Ding gulped it down.

The medicine slid across his tongue, slightly bitter, yet with a peculiar aftertaste. As it entered his stomach, a faint aroma emanated from within, spreading throughout Gu Ding's body. In just a few seconds, it cleansed every corner of Gu Ding body, instantly erasing the fatigue from his recent frenzied cultivation.

At this moment, Gu Ding had recovered to his peak condition, and he also noticed this change, looking at the Old Shaman with a face full of surprise.

"I know why you've come, a friend from another world." The Old Shaman slowly took a sip of tea and then smiled at Gu Ding.

"Grandpa, could you tell me the answer?" Gu Ding looked at the other person with some anticipation.

"I've been waiting for this moment my whole life." The Old Shaman took another sip of tea and looked at Gu Ding with a teasing gaze.

Gu Ding waited patiently for the other party to give him further details.

"You should know this world better than anyone else. This is nothing more than a Gravel World in Space-Time Disordered Land." The Old Shaman said this with a tone full of emotion.

Gu Ding nodded. "Yes, I know."

The Old Shaman remained silent for a moment, lost in his emotions, before finally speaking again, "Can you tell me what your world is like?"

Although he found the request somewhat strange, Gu Ding did not refuse the old man's request and slowly recounted the Universe Sea he had seen.

The Old Shaman listened quietly without interrupting, and Gu Ding finished telling the story after his teacup had been emptied more than ten times.

The Old Shaman nodded in satisfaction after listening. "I didn't realize you had so much experience at such a young age. The reason you're in such a hurry to leave this world is because you're worried about your companions, isn't it?"

"Yes, the three-year term is almost up. I don't want to disappoint them, and I don't want the Pirate Crew to disband." Gu Ding unconsciously clenched his fist.

"Alright then, I'll do my best to help you achieve your dream, but you have to agree to one condition." The Old Shaman finally put down his teacup, his gaze fixed intently on Gu Ding. (To be continued~^~)