Chapter 119: Chapter 118: Yesterday Cannot Be Retained

“Yun, wait for me.”

Ouyang Yun’s Divine Sense could clearly sense the complex emotions within these three words.

For a moment, Ouyang Yun was a bit stunned, somewhat bewildered as he looked at this piece of Record Jade.

“So familiar… who… who is it?”

Ouyang Yun was already two hundred and sixty years old; his age was enough to witness a mighty empire rise and fall.

The lifespan of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator is four cycles of sixty years, which is two hundred and forty years.

Ouyang Yun cultivated Fire and Wood Spirit Roots, and the Wood Spirit Root slightly benefited his lifespan; with life-extending pills, Ouyang Yun could live to this age.

But it was nearly reaching the limit.

If Ouyang Yun could find other life-extending pills, perhaps he could live another one or two decades, but that was too difficult, at least requiring backing by a powerful faction.

Yet, Ouyang Yun had already come to terms with all of this.

The Celestial Human Five Declines were slowly manifesting on Ouyang Yun’s body.

His once erect back became hunched, his silver-white hair withered, and even his gaze gradually turned murky.

Even a powerful Foundation Establishment cultivator capable of soaring through the skies and diving into the earth could not resist the erosion of time.

Ouyang Yun looked at the Record Jade, subconsciously wiping away the nonexistent dust on it.

“Memory… it seems I’ve sealed away a memory…”

“I…”

“Yun, wait for me.”

Ouyang Yun stared somewhat blankly, listening to the voice coming from the Record Jade.

Again and again.

“Those who abandoned me, the days of yesterday cannot be kept.”

“Almost at death’s door, why care about such things.”

“Hahaha.”

Ouyang Yun placed the Record Jade aside, half-reclined in a bamboo chair, and with a wave of his hand, a jug of turbid wine appeared.

Yet drinking the wine did not warm his blood.

Ouyang Yun felt somewhat bored, threw on an outer robe, opened the small door of his shop, and walked into the bustling market.

Feeling the vitality of the young people, Ouyang Yun barely felt a bit of vigor.

“Has Cloud Miao Love been updated?”

As he walked, Ouyang Yun entered a bookstore.

A maid approached and respectfully said, “Elder, this is the new volume.”

“Hmm, not bad.”

Ouyang Yun casually tossed a middle-grade Spirit Stone, and the maid hurriedly bowed in thanks.

This Alchemist was one of the bookstore’s big customers.

Yet, unfortunately…

In the eyes of the Qi Refining Great Perfection shopkeeper behind, there was a trace of regret; even he could see that this Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator, the renowned Fifth-Grade Alchemist, was nearing the end of his lifespan…

“Is Cloud Miao Love so popular? Even an old man reads it.”

In the depths of the bookstore, a young girl spoke softly.

The expression of the middle-aged person beside her changed, and he hurriedly covered her mouth.

“Hush, that is Li Yun Alchemist, a Foundation Establishment Powerhouse.”

“Luckily, his esteemed self is kind-hearted and doesn’t blame you, or if it were someone else…” the middle-aged man scolded.

The young girl’s face became pale.

“This Elder Li has a peculiar personality, but he is generous, with few hobbies; reading Cloud Miao Love is one of his few hobbies…” the middle-aged man’s expression was also somewhat strange.

A Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator liking romance novels? Quite a contrast.

Ouyang Yun, however, left indifferently.

He didn’t know why, but reading this book always gave him a sense of inexplicable relaxation.

As for the gazes of others, Ouyang Yun didn’t care at all.

“Almost time…”

Ouyang Yun hesitated for a moment, but still took out two storage bags from his waist and tossed them into the shop, then closed the shop’s door and placed Cloud Miao Love in another storage bag, walking alone out of the market.

The night was already dark, with only the moonlight falling on the earth.

Ouyang Yun lightly tapped the ground with his toes and his body gracefully flew into the distance.

Rising with the wind, like an immortal.

Manipulating the gale, Ouyang Yun arrived beneath a cliff.

A waterfall flowed down the cliffside, rushing into the bottom, forming a pool of spring water.

On top of the cliff, robust pines grew unyieldingly, adding vitality and color to the monotonous rock face.

The water vapor made the air cool, and the gentle breeze was refreshing.

“I’ve often heard of the fortunate ones who obtain the legacy of sitting Elders and soar to the skies; today, it’s my turn.”

“This place is nice.”

With a wave of his hand, the rock wall wriggled, and a platform with a cave appeared before Ouyang Yun.

A few array flags flew out, and an array was formed.

“I’ve given everything I could to Cai’er; now I, Ouyang Yun, shall emulate the forefathers and leave some opportunity for the destined.”

Ouyang Yun’s body slowly descended to the ground, his hair and brows flying, sleeves fluttering, and at this time Ouyang Yun’s entire aura converged, resembling a mortal.

A Rock Sheep noticed the commotion, curiously poked its head to look.

“Meh?”

With eyes meeting, the Rock Sheep did not choose to leave; instead, it curiously watched Ouyang Yun.

“You are the last living being I encounter in this life, also considered fate.”

Ouyang Yun lightly pointed a bit of True Essence, hiding a pill within it.

A very precious Fourth-Grade Awakening Pill.

This was left over from a batch Ouyang Yun refined for a Beast Taming Clan, capable of awakening most exotic and common beasts into the path of Demon Cultivation.

The Rock Sheep instinctively wanted to escape, but it stopped immediately, the medicinal power of the Awakening Pill quickly refining, with a flash of wisdom in the Rock Sheep’s eyes.

It kneeled on the ground, bowing to Ouyang Yun.

“Go, go.” Ouyang Yun waved his hand, and the Rock Sheep departed.

“Old I, Li Yun, despite a lifetime of effort, still halted at Late-Stage Foundation Establishment and as a Sixth-Grade Alchemist, unable to advance further.”

“A lifetime of mine, full of regrets, today I leave a legacy for the destined, hoping that you can diligently cultivate and surpass me.”

Ouyang Yun left several kinds of pills and set up an array to preserve their potency.

Then left his cultivation technique legacy.

While Ouyang Yun was doing these things, suddenly there was a phenomenon behind him.

“Old… Teacher… why, why you…” a sobbing voice sounded.

An elegant and noble lady appeared at some point behind Ouyang Yun, at the cave entrance.

“As a teacher, I am ultimately old, and you, girl, didn’t even detect breaking the array.”

Ouyang Yun feigned a relaxed tone.

The noblewoman was naturally Li Cai; Li Cai had already achieved Foundation Establishment and became a Fifth-Grade Alchemist, which made Ouyang Yun quite gratified.

Li Cai knelt with a thud, tears flowing, yet respectfully kowtowed three times.

“Go back, I’ve left something for you too, you…”

It wasn’t until Li Cai knelt that Ouyang Yun saw a white-robed middle-aged man behind Li Cai.

“You…”

Ouyang Yun felt the person was somewhat familiar.

The white-robed middle-aged man was silent, yet there was a tint of sadness in his eyes.

“Undutiful disciple Xiang Shanzhou, paying respects to Master!”

Ouyang Yun remained silent for a moment.

“I don’t know you, presumably you’re Cai’er’s friend.”

“Take care of this girl.”

Xiang Shanzhou knelt down.

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