"My young friend! It isn't that I refuse to do my part for the human race. I simply lack the strength, however willing I may be!"
The elderly Great Saint shook his head with a bitter smile. "It isn't that I won't act. I'm truly nearing the end of my lifespan, with little time left."
"This should extend your life a little. And if I remember correctly, that thing belonging to your Cai Family has been nurturing a divine pill within its body."
Gu Sheng's words made the old Daoist's expression change. He eyed the essence of the True Dragon Undying Elixir in Gu Sheng's palm, wreathed in dragon qi, with deep apprehension.
The old man came from a distinguished lineage. The Cai Clan of Central Continent had once been a power on par with the divine dynasties, but a grave problem had arisen within the clan.
Over ten thousand years ago, it had even prompted the Azure Emperor to personally suppress it. From then on, the clan had established a rule: some of its accomplished experts were to scatter and settle elsewhere, ensuring the bloodline survived.
The Cai Clan descended from the Third Generation Source Celestial Master. In his later years, their ancestor—the Third Generation Source Celestial Master himself—had been afflicted by an ominous curse. He had sealed himself beneath the Qinling Mountains, using their dragon veins to suppress himself, but had ultimately suffered a terrible transformation.
"The world is about to change. The Dark Turmoil that may erupt this time could be more terrifying than anything in history. Only the greatest strength can ensure its suppression. You, too, have a chance to renew your life, sir."
Gu Sheng spoke again. Suddenly, black clouds filled the sky, and thunder swept across it with a deafening rumble. The old man's