I, the Necromancer, will crush the gods!

Chapter 634 Another Old Man, What's Real and What's Fake?

When a powerful skill that originally could only last for 30 seconds, used to save your life or kill a powerful enemy, becomes permanently active.

Jiang Chen could no longer imagine how much his strength had increased.

I feel that even if I level up three or five times, the improvement wouldn't be this significant.

The only downside is that the integration rate is not high enough, only 50%.

Improving the fusion level further will be much more difficult than the first time.

"It's already good enough, don't be greedy!" "Know when to stop, being too greedy will lead to trouble."

Jiang Chen reminded himself that everything should be done in moderation.

I felt as if space itself had distorted for a moment.

A wonderful fragrance wafted into my nose, and the warm sun shone on my body, seemingly sweeping away all my fatigue.

When Jiang Chen opened his eyes again, he found himself back in the pavilion.

Returning to the pavilion, the back-and-forth journey elevated his spiritual level considerably, making his senses much sharper.

Standing in the pavilion, besides the ancient and desolate feeling, there is also a sense of profound weight.

Jiang Chen was preoccupied with the assessment and didn't observe carefully beforehand.

Now that the assessment is over and both skills have been mastered, my mind is completely relaxed, and I can finally sense the profound weight hidden in the ancient and desolate landscape.

"No. Besides the heaviness, there's also a hint of killing intent." Jiang Chen frowned slightly; he could indeed sense that killing intent.

Can't go wrong.

This pavilion is a weapon, and a weapon that has fought on the battlefield, killed enemies, and seen blood.

It killed many people, and they were all powerful individuals.

Otherwise, this murderous intent wouldn't have persisted for so many years.

Just like the aura left on one's body by a dragon, this is also the aura left behind by a powerful person before death.

"My friend, your guess is correct."

Suddenly a sound came from ahead. Jiang Chen looked and saw a stone table that had appeared not far from the pavilion.

An elderly man sat at the table, where tea had been brewed.

The aroma of tea wafted over along with the sound.

The air in the secluded place was already filled with an extraordinary fragrance, but even that could not mask the aroma of the tea. This tea is exceptional!

Jiang Chen had tasted quite a few fine teas, and all the teas from Li Xueru's region were of the highest quality.

It can be compared to it, but it's far inferior.

Jiang Chen walked out of the pavilion and over there. Only when he got closer could he see the old man's face clearly.

She froze for a moment, and only reacted after a few seconds. She quickly bowed and greeted him, "Greetings, senior."

The old man was none other than the one who rode a blue ox in the starry sky and instantly killed countless powerful figures with a wave of his hand.

Jiang Chen once suspected that the old man was Lao Tzu from Chinese legend, but he dared not ask.

The old man smiled and asked, "Young friend, do you have many questions?"

Jiang Chen nodded, but then immediately shook his head.

The old man's smile remained unchanged. "Young friend, you both nodded and shook your head. Nodding was instinctive, a desire to ask. Shaking your head was restraint, a fear of asking. You were afraid that the more you knew, the faster you would die."

Jiang Chen looked at the old man in shock, realizing that the old man had guessed his thoughts.

If it was a guess, that's fine; if it wasn't a guess...

Jiang Chen was already sweating profusely.

The old man continued, "Young friend, you're thinking that if I guessed it, that's fine. But if I didn't guess it, then that's rather alarming."

Got it again!

Jiang Chen's heart skipped a beat. He stopped thinking about it and simply said, "Senior, please stop teasing me."

The old man pointed to the stone bench beside the table, "Sit down and have some tea."

Jiang Chen shook his head, "With a senior in front of me, I dare not sit. I will stand."

The old man said, "So you want me to keep my head up and talk to you the whole time?" Jiang Chen smiled awkwardly again and immediately sat down.

Before sitting down, he suddenly picked up the teapot and poured a cup for the old man and himself.

Tea is colorless, like clear water.

But the aroma of tea filled the air.

Jiang Chen sat down, stared at the tea in his cup, and couldn't help but praise, "This tea is extraordinary."

The old man laughed heartily, "You haven't even tasted it, how do you know this tea is extraordinary?"

Jiang Chen said, "The aroma of the tea is so enticing that even the most exotic fragrances in the secret realm cannot overpower it."

"anything else?"

Jiang Chen mustered his courage and continued, "Furthermore, tea has color, but this tea is colorless. It has fragrance but no color, which further proves that this tea is extraordinary."

The old man nodded and smiled, "Although it was all nonsense, you've passed the test. Since you say this tea is extraordinary, then drink it."

"Thank you for your generous gift, senior!" Jiang Chen did not hesitate and picked up the tea and drank it down.

The tea was like plain water, with no taste whatsoever.

The tea didn't go down my throat; it just turned into steam in my mouth.

Then a refreshing feeling rushed straight to my soul.

The Nine-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal showed no reaction, allowing the pure energy to enter its soul.

The soul felt as if it had been bathed in sweet rain, and an indescribable sense of comfort washed over it.

His soul level increased dramatically, rising one level almost in the blink of an eye to reach level 92.

The higher the level of one's soul, the more difficult it becomes to advance.

It took him a long time to go from level 90 to 91, but going from level 91 to 92 only took the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. "Senior's methods are truly unbelievable." Jiang Chen couldn't help but admire, his admiration coming from the bottom of his heart, with utmost sincerity.

He had figured it out: in front of an old man, any tricks to hide things are useless.

It would be better to be straightforward and open-minded.

If the other party truly harbors ill intentions towards you, there's no need for further effort; a single glance is enough.

The old man asked, "Now you're finally being sincere. What's wrong with such a good child, having so many tricks up his sleeve?"

Jiang Chen gave a wry smile. "There are too many mysteries in the world that I cannot solve, and I always want to find the answers. Some answers cannot be obtained without a little cleverness."

"What you call a mystery is crystal clear to me. Do you know why?" the old man asked.

Jiang Chen answered whatever came to mind, knowing he couldn't hide it anyway. "Strength, realm, knowledge." The old man was satisfied with Jiang Chen's answer. "Not bad, so what?"

Jiang Chen continued, following the old man's words, "So there's no need to use too much cleverness, nor to seek the answer too early. When your strength reaches a certain level, your realm is established, and your knowledge is broadened, you will naturally know the answer."

The old man hummed in agreement and took a sip of tea. “Once you understand one method, you understand all methods. There’s no need to force it. The more you force it, the worse it becomes.”

"You just need to keep a childlike heart and keep climbing higher, and the answer will naturally appear."

Jiang Chen's eyes lit up. "This junior has remembered."

The old man continued, "Do you know why your ghost husband wanted to kill you?"

When Jiang Chen first heard the name Guifu, he immediately realized that Guifu was the old man who had presided over the assessment earlier.

Jiang Chen shook his head, "I don't know, but I think it should be related to my second source skill." The old man nodded, "Have you ever doubted whether the ancient starry road you saw before was real or not?"

Jiang Chen spoke frankly, "I had my doubts, but my intuition tells me it's true. You really can annihilate countless powerful individuals with a wave of your hand."

The old man laughed and said, "If that's the case, that ghost husband claims to be my servant, how dare you disobey him?"

Jiang Chen smiled awkwardly, knowing that his clever trick hadn't fooled the other party. "This junior just didn't want to give up the source skill, but at the same time, I didn't dare to offend him."

Hahahaha!

The old man smiled, a very happy smile.

Jiang Chen suddenly realized that the man called Ghost Husband was also laughing like that.

It should be said that the ghost husband's laughter was imitating the old man in front of him.

It wasn't just his laughter; the ghost husband's every move was an imitation of the old man before him. He only imitated the form, not the spirit.

The old man's every move was perfectly natural, giving a sense of following the natural way.

The ghost husband seemed somewhat deliberate, which was one of the reasons why Jiang Chen became suspicious of him at the time.

The old man chuckled a few times and then spoke again, “You’re very clever; you started to suspect him very early on.”

“His words are a mix of truth and falsehood. It is true that I put him in charge of managing the assessment space, but it is false that he is not my servant.”

"He wants to kill you, and it's true that you want to get the second Source Skill."

"That's because of a bet I made with him. Do you want to know what the bet was?"

Jiang Chen shook his head rapidly, "I don't want to. You said that once you've witnessed the strength and realm, the answer will naturally come."

The old man chuckled again, "Good, good, good. You've put your knowledge to good use; you're truly excellent." Jiang Chen sincerely replied, "Thank you for your guidance, senior. I will remember it."

The old man said, "I will now give you a chance to ask a question. You can ask one question, just one."

"No matter what the problem is, I will tell you the truth."

The old man's meaning was clear: he wanted to see what questions Jiang Chen could ask.

If he asked too many questions, even if Jiang Chen answered, he wouldn't understand, and there was a possibility of trouble.

Asking too superficially will only disappoint him.

It must be said that asking a question is a test in itself.

Jiang Chen thought for a moment, then mustered his courage, "Really, I can ask you anything?"

"Yes, I can answer any questions." The old man sipped his tea slowly, listening intently with his eyes closed.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath. "My ghost husband wants to kill me because of my second source skill. I would like to know the reason."

He spoke cautiously, while closely observing the changes in the old man's expression.