Although the unnaturalness on Old Ancestor Murong's face vanished in a flash,
Zhang Qingyuan, whose Essence, Qi, and Spirit Three Flowers had condensed and whose Spiritual Sense was incomparably formidable, still sensed that flicker of emotion from the other party.
Old Ancestor Murong's reaction
undoubtedly stirred Zhang Qingyuan's thoughts.
Could there be some other reason behind this?
Though countless thoughts arose in his heart, Zhang Qingyuan revealed nothing and silently waited for the other party's explanation.
"Primordial Immortal Scripture? Where did you hear that name, little friend?"
The unnatural look on Old Ancestor Murong's face swiftly settled into calm, as though nothing had happened. Rather than answering Zhang Qingyuan's question, he casually asked one of his own.
"You know as well, old brother, that I'm merely a fortunate wanderer from the mountains and wilds who luckily advanced into Cave True. I have no sect inheritance. My advancement to the Cave True Realm was also an accident—I obtained the legacy of a senior, and that senior's legacy mentioned Immortal Scriptures."
Zhang Qingyuan spoke frankly, half truth and half falsehood.
"If not for old brother's help this time, probably even stabilizing my realm would have taken several hundred years. Though I have now advanced into Cave True, the road ahead remains a vast expanse. It seems that after the Cave True Realm, there are no longer any cultivation methods. Exploring on my own is too slow, so naturally I had to seek other paths. When I saw something about Immortal Scriptures, I committed it to memory."
"Unfortunately, that senior only casually mentioned the Primordial Thirteen Immortal Scriptures in the records of a conversation with someone else within his Handwritten Notes, but never explained what they were in detail. For a newcomer like me, it truly left me at a loss."
"I see."