"Poor Dao bids farewell, Daoist friend!"

Saint Zhunti bowed respectfully toward the direction in which Sect Hierarch Tongtian had left.

Beside him, Saint Jieyin, however, did not move, standing quietly there until the aura of Sect Hierarch Tongtian had completely vanished before he slowly let out a sigh of relief.

He raised his head to glimpse the bright moon hanging in the overhead sky, his eyes flashing a trace of reluctance.

"Eldest brother..."

Saint Zhunti looked at Saint Jieyin with some concern, wanting to ask about his experience in the formation.

Saint Jieyin shook his head, still terrified, and said, "That Tongtian is even stronger than we imagined; even without using the Slaying Immortal Sword Array, I am no match for him."

"Eldest brother need not worry, let everything be left to the future," Saint Zhunti whispered.

As he spoke, he turned and returned to the side of the Bodhi Tree, sitting down again, closing his eyes, and bringing his hands together once more, silently reciting the scriptures.

Beneath the night sky, the stars shone dazzlingly, a bright moon hung high, illuminating the whole earth.

Saint Jieyin looked at him and took a light breath.

"Well done, well done!"

...

Stepping out from the Light Gate, Yu Yuan had already arrived at a tranquil Immortal Mountain, his eyes catching sight of a mystical cave mansion shrouded in Immortal aura.

From a distance, mist and clouds danced in brilliant colors, the sun and moon shimmered, presenting a majestic and solemn spectacle of an Immortal's abode.

Beside the door of the cave mansion stood a stone tablet about three zhang tall and eight chi wide, upon which ten large characters were inscribed: "Mountain of Mind and Heart, Three Star Cave."

Yu Yuan stepped forward to knock, but the cave door had already opened on its own, and from within came an elder Daoist with white hair and a ruddy complexion, smiling, "Poor Dao has been waiting for a long time."

This elder Daoist looked exactly like the Bodhi Patriarch whom Yu Yuan had met in that future time and space, without the slightest change.

Perhaps noticing Yu Yuan's gaze, Bodhi Patriarch seemed a bit surprised, saying, "It seems that what Zhunti Daoist friend said is correct, you have indeed seen Poor Dao before.

However, Poor Dao does not remember when that happened.

Could it be that for the most part of the past many years I have been in closed-door cultivation, comprehending the Dao, causing some memory lapses in Poor Dao?"

The past?

Yu Yuan thought to himself: That is my past, and perhaps your future.

He was not certain that the future time and space would indeed occur.

After all, the future has countless possibilities.

Yu Yuan gave a slight smile and said, "Daoist friend need not mind these things."

Bodhi Patriarch took a deep look at him, then slowly nodded his head, and said, "Very good indeed."

Then, he took a careful look at Yu Yuan again, "Poor Dao has not had visitors for quite some time, since you, Daoist friend, have the fate to come here, why not stay for a while."

Yu Yuan nodded slightly; it seemed that Zhunti Patriarch had already prepared things for him.

If nothing unexpected happened, at least he could now enjoy some peace for a while.

And so, Yu Yuan settled down in the Three Star Cave.

Though the space inside this Grotto Heaven was vast, there were no other people, only Bodhi Patriarch himself, not even a serving child by his side.

On ordinary days, Bodhi Patriarch either meditated and comprehended the Dao in the cave mansion or was in the Alchemy Room refining Spirit Pills.

Yu Yuan soon spent dozens of days here, enjoying the rare tranquility.

It seemed that Bodhi Patriarch quite appreciated the quiet; apart from the initial meeting, he never appeared again.

Yu Yuan did not mind,

During this time, he too immersed himself in the comprehension of the Dao and did not feel bored.

Time passed day by day in this way.

Yu Yuan, during his time in the Three Star Cave, found his understanding of the Dao Law growing increasingly profound.

In the blink of an eye.

Winter passed, spring came, and time flew.

Unconsciously, Yu Yuan had already spent a full four years in the Three Star Cave.

On this particular morning, as usual, he was walking around his residence.

Suddenly, a heart-palpitating sense of unease burst forth from within him.

Without any warning, it just suddenly appeared.

"What is this..."

A thought crossed Yu Yuan's mind, and he faintly felt a soft voice whispering something in his ear.

His brows furrowed slightly as he instinctively released his Divine Thought to sweep the surroundings.

Yet after scanning the entirety of the Grotto Heaven, aside from the Alchemy Room where Bodhi Saint resided, there were no corners that could hide from his probing.

"What has happened?"

At this moment, Bodhi Saint emerged from the Alchemy Room, inquiring curiously.

He had sensed that Yu Yuan was using Divine Thought to investigate around, and hence came out to ask.

Seeing this, Yu Yuan immediately understood that the gentle voice could only be heard by himself.

"It's nothing."

Right now, Yu Yuan remembered what it was all about.

This voice, he had heard it before as well.

With this thought, he quickly took his leave from Bodhi Saint and returned to his residence. He then took out his Qiankun Ruyi Bag and rummaged through it for a while before finally finding a Jade Pestle.

This was a jade pestle with a color as clear as the green ocean, less than a foot long, with a thick head, a thin tail, ring patterns at the center, and many runes intricately carved into its hollowed surface, looking very mysterious and elegant.

Right now, the jade pestle was emitting a faint treasured radiance.

When Yu Yuan reached out and grasped the jade pestle, the gentle murmur immediately became clearer.

"Who will come and save... me?"

"Hmm?"

Yu Yuan softly exclaimed, feeling immensely curious.

The last time the jade pestle glowed, the voice that came from it said, "Do not save her."

Although Yu Yuan was somewhat baffled at the beginning, he later realized that it was a warning from the other party.

But this time, it had turned into a genuine plea for help!

This jade pestle was given to him by Chang'e Fairy, said to be left by her mistress, the Taiyin Goddess, Chang Xi Fairy.

Presumably, the person requesting help now must be that very Chang Xi Fairy.

Combining the information obtained from Demon Queen Xi He last time, Yu Yuan could determine that this Chang Xi Fairy was trapped in the Ancient Era along with Demon Emperor Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the others.

Perhaps when she left this jade pestle, she was hoping he could go and rescue her.

However, Yu Yuan didn't understand why she would seek help from him.

They barely knew each other, merely a fleeting encounter!

Why should he risk time and space travel to rescue her, going back to the Ancient Era?

Yu Yuan was no Holy Mother wishing for everyone's happiness; he only cared for those whom he valued.

If it were something trivial, he might as well save her.

But going to the Ancient Era, facing the unknown realm and the likes of Demon Emperor Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, even to him now, it wasn't certain that he could surely defeat them.

Especially when it's the critical time of the Sealing God Tribulation, coupled with the unstable factor of the Sect Hierarch Tongtian, he really had no time to venture to the Ancient Era to save someone.

With this in mind, he prepared to put the jade pestle back into the Qiankun Ruyi Bag.

Just then, the jade pestle suddenly flashed a glimmer of light, and a series of strange images emerged before his eyes, flitting before him like a slideshow.

Yu Yuan was slightly surprised, not expecting the jade pestle to have the Image Retention Pearl's function as well.

He had held it in his hand for so long and had never discovered this!

But soon he found that there was a seal on the jade pestle, which would only loosen in the hands of a Quasi-Saint.

That explained it; no wonder he was clueless.

Yu Yuan realized this.

When the jade pestle had first come into his possession, his Dao Xing was not high, so he could not examine the content inside, but now that he has become a Quasi-Saint, the seal on the jade pestle had automatically loosened.

Understanding this, Yu Yuan focused his attention on the images recorded by the jade pestle.

He had thought the protagonist of these images would certainly be that Taiyin Goddess, but to his surprise, the first figure to catch his eye was a tall man's silhouette.

He saw the man dressed in exquisite garments, his handsome features unable to conceal a haughty pride, radiating nobility.

Those detached and cold eyes sweeping ahead, his inherent aloofness seemed to separate everything from himself.

He was holding a fragment in his hand, its color gold.

Yu Yuan's gaze slightly sharpened.

He recognized the man—it was Donghuang Taiyi!

He also recognized that fragment; judging by its size and shape, it was the missing piece of the Chaos Bell!