Immortal Medicine Garden

"Your Daoist believes that the innate saint hidden within the Cauldron of All-Things Mother Qi has an extraordinary origin. He is also fluent in the common tongue of the mythological era, so he may know the whereabouts of the Nine Secrets."

Duan De stroked his chin, wearing an inscrutable expression.

Alright, the black-hearted fatty had actually made it all up.

Ever since the Divine Child had helped him break several layers of divine restrictions on the Tribulation-Crossing Treasure Bowl, Duan De had begun to suspect that this temporary cauldron spirit might have been some great figure from prehistoric times.

It was only because he had been sealed in supreme immortal source for far too long—so long that he had lost most of his memories.

This time, the black-hearted fatty had accidentally guessed part of the truth.

The speaker had spoken without intent, but the listener took it to heart. Ye Fan's thoughts stirred.

That was right. Emperor Venerable had ultimately gathered all nine secrets.

As the former cauldron spirit of the immortal artifact, the green bronze tripod forged by Emperor Venerable, Little Fatty might know some of the Nine Secrets, though it was unlikely that he knew all of them.

However, Emperor Venerable was the creator of the All-Word Secret, and Ye Fan had already obtained that secret.

If Little Fatty only knew the All-Word Secret, then that would be a huge loss.

Besides, the little bastard spent most of his time asleep. Unless it was a life-or-death crisis, Ye Fan could not wake him at all. It was not as though he had never tried before. He could only deal with it later.

"Stop talking nonsense. What prehistoric great figure could he possibly be?"

Ye Fan did not wish to discuss the Divine Child further. "Let's go. We're heading