Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!-Chapter 890 - 265: [Iron Spear Mountain, Pili River]

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Chapter 890: Chapter 265: [Iron Spear Mountain, Pili River]

It was Dean Shen who sent people to clean up the old Taoist priest’s belongings, and later sent this Soul Suppressing Lamp to the welfare home for safekeeping, giving me the opportunity to come into contact with this thing."

Hearing this, Chen Yan squinted his eyes.

We’ve reached the crucial part!

Sure enough, Shen Shiqi slowly said, "I...was born different from others. Just like you cultivators who can Open the Celestial Eye, I was born with it. I can see souls and sense divine senses.

The old Taoist priest’s remnant soul couldn’t stray too far from the Soul Suppressing Lamp. He had been in the lamp for a long time by then, and several times before, when it was accidentally lit by mortals, he tried to communicate with them but failed.

Other mortals, seeing the old Taoist’s soul and divine sense, were like blind and deaf people, unable to see or hear anything.

But finally, after encountering me...

I saw this object and knew it was extraordinary, so when no one was around, I secretly took it back to my room. After lighting it, I released the old Taoist’s soul.

I could see the existence of the old Taoist and hear him speak, so..."

Chen Yan looked at the Soul Suppressing Lamp: "So, are the remnants of the old Taoist’s soul and divine sense still in the lamp now?"

"...They’re still there, I guess," Shen Shiqi scratched his head and said, "Yes...this Soul Suppressing Lamp has been passed down for generations, and its mana is nearly exhausted. The old Taoist told me that the Li Fire within the lamp is almost depleted, and what’s left is only enough for him to remain hidden. If it runs out, he will truly vanish into smoke.

What’s left now is only enough to light this lamp one more time. After lighting it, it will quickly consume the Li Fire, allowing the old Taoist to appear once more—but it should be the last time!"

The last time?

Chen Yan initially thought of lighting the Soul Suppressing Lamp to release the old Taoist’s soul for a look, but after hearing this, he decided to give up.

Although Chen Yan had a Li Huo Candle in his possession that could "prolong the life" of the old Taoist, allowing him to continue hiding.

But, with no personal connection, Chen Yan wouldn’t reveal his trump card for a stranger.

"So, all of this was told to you by the old Taoist’s soul?"

"Yes."

Chen Yan frowned and said, "Hearing doesn’t equate to seeing. The words of a ghost trapped inside a Soul Suppressing Lamp—you just believed them all?"

Shen Shiqi shook his head: "I’m not that gullible."

After a pause, he said, "I was only eight years old when I acquired this thing. After talking thoroughly with the old Taoist, I learned about past events, that the Evil Cultivator wasn’t dead, and that once he awakens, Dean Mom won’t survive...

So, after a detailed discussion with the old Taoist, I asked many questions and recorded them all precisely.

Over the past three years, I haven’t been idle. I’ve often snuck out to investigate and look for traces and evidence, eventually confirming that the old Taoist wasn’t lying and that what he said was true."

Chen Yan smiled: "What have you found out?"

"Fellow Daoist, don’t assume that I’m too young to have discovered anything useful... After all, the old Taoist was a witness to that great battle, and the details he shared are very important intelligence and information.

For instance...I found out where the Evil Cultivator hid after being severely injured and fleeing!"

Saying this, Shen Shiqi stood up, bowed to Chen Yan: "This Evil Cultivator committed many atrocities, including burning down a factory to get revenge on the Sun Family, killing or injuring innocent people, and murdering Dean Dad.

Now he’s barely alive, but once he awakens, he will surely make a comeback. Dean Mom, such a good person, will also fall victim!

I implore you, Fellow Daoist, in the name of righteousness, to help us eliminate this evil!"

Looking at this small figure bowing to him, Chen Yan’s expression remained calm, simply watching Shen Shiqi quietly.

After a while, Chen Yan finally spoke slowly under Shen Shiqi’s hopeful gaze.

"This person has committed many wrongs, but he managed to fight an old Taoist to death—a Taoist who possessed this kind of magical artifact—so his cultivation shouldn’t be weak.

It suggests that this Evil Cultivator possesses significant skills.

As for me, you think a few pleasant words will make me risk my life for you—what kind of reasoning is that?

Or is it because I have a good heart, having donated money and material to the welfare home, that you think I’m one of those soft-hearted people convinced by a few words to risk my life for you?

Dean Shen is indeed a good person, and I don’t want to see her die, but not wanting to see her die and risking my life for it are two different things.

Moreover...Shen Shiqi!"

Chen Yan suddenly leaned forward slightly and said coldly, "Your identity is enigmatic! You can see with the Celestial Eye and have the ability of Qi Observation, calling me Fellow Daoist...

Don’t say you’re a mortal—since you possess these abilities, you certainly are not ordinary!

If you care for your Dean Mom and have feelings for her, then why don’t you save her yourself?"

"I don’t have that ability." Shen Shiqi said frankly: "If I could cultivate, if I knew spells, I would have already gone to fight with that Evil Cultivator to the death.

Even if it cost my life, as long as I could kill him and save Dean Mom, I wouldn’t hesitate for a second!

Fellow Daoist, I’m really helpless here, that’s why I’m asking you!

As for my curiosity about your secrets...actually, my own secrets have nothing to do with you or this situation.

And besides, I’ve already told you, it’s not that I don’t want to tell you, it’s that I can’t!

It’s not a deliberate concealment out of unwillingness to say, but rather an inability to disclose."

Chen Yan looked at this young boy, Shen Shiqi’s eyes filled with sincerity, his gaze fixed on Chen Yan’s, showing unwavering determination and no sign of hesitation or guilt.