636: This is a very character

A building style completely unfitting for the Burial Sea Secret Lord abruptly appeared.

Not only did Shen Bei believe this wasn't the Burial Sea Secret Lord's tomb, Yan Jingchang thought the same.

Shen Bei asked, "Whose is this, exactly?"

Yan Jingchang shook his head, "I don't know. Even if we did, it wouldn't mean anything to us."

Shen Bei agreed with this statement.

He was looking for the Burial Sea Secret Lord, to take the key to the Old Capital, and to resolve his Gestalt Collapse.

Everything else was unrelated to him.

Just as Shen Bei gazed into the distance at the Dao Palace,

his eyes pierced through the veil-like purple Qi, and he could vaguely see a dark shadow, appearing and disappearing, above the Dao Palace.

When he tried to look closer, he only saw something flash within the shadow. Before he could make it out clearly, his eyes felt as if they had been struck hard, his vision was invaded by black blood, and a wave of soreness surged through him.

What the hell!

Can't even look at it?

Damn it.

Is it this spooky approaching the Great Wilderness?

Shen Bei grunted. In the world of black blood before his eyes, a delicate jade hand appeared. Its fingers were slender, and the flesh was somewhat transparent, allowing him to vaguely see the Bloodline within.

However, this fair palm was completely flat, without a single palm line.

The soreness in his eyes slowly receded, and Shen Bei's consciousness gradually returned.

The hand blocking his vision also dropped, intertwining with the other hand and hanging before Shen Bei's chest. A cold, chilling aura permeated Shen Bei's body, making him feel as if he had been doused with a basin of cold water, instantly waking him up completely.

When he came to, he realized he was covered in a cold sweat, his body was icy, and his eyes were bloodshot and aching.

"Thank you..." Shen Bei began to thank her, then paused slightly, hesitated, and changed his address: "Thank you for your help, Miss."

He figured a betrothed widow should be considered a Miss, after all, female Cultivators of this appearance rarely liked to be called old. Even those female Cultivators who were a thousand or eight hundred years old, as long as they weren't truly decrepit, all pretended to be eighteen-year-old beauties...

Shen Bei thanked her, but Bridal Gown remained unresponsive, continuing to be a quiet beauty.

Shen Bei sighed inwardly, now he understood a bit.

Bridal Gown forcing herself into his company probably wasn't for any other reason; it was purely because after so many years, he was the only living person she had seen, her only hope...

After all, Yan Jingchang had the Bald Old Ancestor on his back. If it were him, he wouldn't want his chest pressed against that Bald Old Ancestor's back...

Thinking this, if he had ignored Yan Jingchang back then and let him die, would he have been ridden by the Bald Old Ancestor, thus avoiding Bridal Gown forcing herself into his company?

He glanced sideways. The Bald Old Ancestor truly looked like a dried corpse, full of Death Qi and terrifying in appearance. Anyone who saw him would know he was not to be trifled with...

If he had to carry such an Old Ancestor every day, he probably wouldn't even be able to eat.

It would be better to carry Bridal Gown...

Although he couldn't see her face, her figure was definitely top-notch, and he imagined her appearance wouldn't be bad either.

After making the comparison, Shen Bei couldn't help but feel a little depressed, realizing that in the end, it still came down to looks...

"Miss Bridal Gown, I'll call you that for now. I'll be honest with you, I genuinely have no confidence in helping you accomplish what you want. Right now, I don't even know what you want to do...

There are many other people here, two of whom are Disciples of the Fu Tu Demon Sect. The Fu Tu Demon Sect is said to be a major School from the Great Wilderness. Having them help you would definitely be easier. As for me, I'm just a small Cultivator from an Imperial Dynasty, and I have a proper job. Do you know what a Night Watcher is? That's my job.

I can help you find someone else, someone more suitable to help you. That's all I can do. You did help me, so it's only right that I help you within my capabilities.

But anything more, I'm truly helpless."

Shen Bei spoke from the heart to Bridal Gown, but unfortunately, Bridal Gown remained unresponsive...

Shen Bei sighed, resigned to his fate...

That fleeting glimpse just now had vaguely shown him the outline of a nine-story black pagoda.

Unless there was an accident, that should be the Burial Sea Secret Lord's resting place.

However, this stealthy peek unexpectedly stirred a trace of 'potential'.

If Bridal Gown hadn't reached out and severed that connection, he would most likely have had to gouge out his own eyes to break the link.

At that time, his eyes would probably have been blind for a period.

"Alright, you're a pitiful person too. Anyway, I can't do anything about you. I can only say I'll try my best and can't promise anything. I just hope that when necessary, you can lend a hand, and normally, just being this quiet is good enough."

Bridal Gown didn't react, and Shen Bei continued to talk to himself.

She was much stronger than the Bald Old Ancestor; she should still have a bit of consciousness remaining, occasionally waking up.

Otherwise, if he had encountered danger just now, she wouldn't have helped him.

She was probably afraid that if the only living person she had finally encountered died like this, her last bit of hope would also vanish.

Keeping a distance from Yan Jingchang, they continued to move forward together.

The Dao Palace hung in mid-air, looking not far away, but when they actually started walking, they realized what 'looking at a mountain and running a horse to death' meant.

After traveling dozens of miles, the Dao Palace had only grown slightly larger in their sight.

And at this moment, they finally encountered other living people.

Clean-faced, clad in black monk robes, eyes slightly closed, with a calm and peaceful demeanor, he walked step by step through the wilderness, his bare feet three inches off the ground, not touching the earth.

It was the Little Devil Buddha of the Fu Tu Demon Sect.

The Little Devil Buddha was alone, and at this moment, there was no sign of the difficulty he had faced entering the barrier.

Upon seeing Shen Bei and Yan Jingchang, the Little Devil Buddha stood still, chanted a demonic incantation, and immediately two layers of dark circular light appeared behind his head, protecting him within.

"So Brother Dao also entered and even encountered a lost Senior. This is quite an Opportunity."

Yan Jingchang maintained a poker face, pretending to be cool and not speaking...

The Little Devil Buddha didn't mind. He turned to look at Shen Bei and, upon seeing Bridal Gown on Shen Bei's back, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

But in an instant, the Little Devil Buddha's expression suddenly changed. His eyes turned blood red, and two streams of bloody tears poured down. His calm demeanor completely vanished, Devilish Qi surged around him, and his body twisted, but his eyes were as if nailed, staring fixedly at Bridal Gown, unable to move no matter what...

A hint of savage ferocity appeared on the Little Devil Buddha's face. He trembled as he extended his right hand, his index and middle fingers like sharp blades, and with a 'puchi' sound, he gouged out his own eyes.

He forcefully poked his own eyes into two hideous, bloody holes.

At this point, the Little Devil Buddha's head suddenly moved, and he staggered back a few steps.

"This Junior was presumptuous. I hope Senior will forgive me. This Junior has gouged out his own eyes as an apology to Senior, so there is no need for Senior to personally punish me." The Little Devil Buddha's expression returned to peace. He respectfully knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Then, keeping his head low, he retreated backward, and after a certain distance, he turned and left.

Shen Bei tilted his head to look at Bridal Gown's red veil, feeling a chill in his heart...

The Little Devil Buddha was truly a brave warrior. He had used a method of peeping that Shen Bei hadn't even sensed.

This guy should have been peeping at him...

But unfortunately, it provoked Bridal Gown's reaction...

Given Bridal Gown's state, she most likely couldn't distinguish who the Little Devil Buddha was peeping at...

Thus, the Little Devil Buddha became the warrior who stepped on the mine.

Shen Bei was now absolutely certain that Bridal Gown's red veil was the fuse of a bomb, ready to explode at any touch.

"The Little Devil Buddha of the Fu Tu Demon Sect is truly decisive," Yan Jingchang said with a somewhat solemn expression.

Looking at the Little Devil Buddha's retreating back, Shen Bei nodded.

"He's a ruthless character. Brother Green Light, we'll likely encounter him again later. When that happens, I'll be relying on you..."

He gouged out his own eyes without hesitation, yet remained expressionless, calmly apologized, and cautiously retreated, with every detail flawless.

This Little Devil Buddha was far more terrifying than the fiercely aggressive Blood Depletion Dao Consort...