Chapter 699 Mission
It was precisely because of this matter that Zhou Zeyao became intensely interested in Chen Yang.
Whether it was the uniqueness of the techniques or the peculiarity of his body, Chen Yang, at the peak of the Grandmaster realm, would undoubtedly be far stronger than an ordinary Grandmaster peak.
Those Zhou family martial artists outside might truly not be Chen Yang's match.
"Alright, let's assume what you say is true. You are the Hall Master of the Heavenly Physician Hall, and they cannot defeat you."
"But asking me to help you, isn't that a bit too much?"
Chen Yang waved his hand, a relaxed expression on his face. "Don't you find this kind of thing interesting? Do you really want to impersonate Zhou Zeyao of the Zhou family forever?"
As they chatted, Chen Yang had been observing the subtle micro-expressions on Zhou Zeyao's face.
Chen Yang had not interacted with this Zhou Zeyao before, but from their brief contact of just over ten minutes, he could already roughly gauge the other party's thoughts.
Zhou Zeyao was a person without any clear goals. Although he had merged memories, for him, this was a brand-new life journey.
From the bold attempts he made in every aspect, it was evident that he was re-accepting this new world.
Currently, Zhou Zeyao was integrating well.
But what after integration?
"Since Hu Feng is your successor, I will naturally hand her over to you. But what can you teach her now? Can you possess the power to make her a Grandmaster peak? Do you know how much effort it takes to be a master?"
These questions struck Zhou Zeyao's mind directly.
Zhou Zeyao was stunned for a moment, then frowned. "Achieving Grandmaster peak is simple. However, don't hand Hu Feng over to me yet. I must find the inheritance of my sect before that."
Seeing Chen Yang's confused gaze, Zhou Zeyao explained, "The most profound memory my past self left me was the absolute necessity of finding a successor."
"Hu Feng became the successor by chance, but I no longer have the power to help her inherit, to be precise, I have no way to pass on the inheritance."
"Do you know about the Ancient Martial Era?"
Chen Yang's heart stirred. He had seen the words "Ancient Martial Era" many times, perhaps even in his sleep, but only seen them. Even his own master had only a vague understanding of this matter.
Could Zhou Zeyao know about the Ancient Martial Era?
"Looking at your expression, you probably don't know much about the Ancient Martial Era either."
"In fact, this is also something I extracted from Zhou Zeyao's memories."
"According to your current understanding, the era I existed in my past life was even more distant than the Ancient Martial Era."
"From the Ancient Martial Era onwards, the Grandmaster peak realm has been the bottleneck for martial artists. No matter how talented and powerful a martial artist was, they could not break through this bottleneck. Even later, the number of martial artists who could achieve Grandmaster peak became fewer and fewer."
Chen Yang had some knowledge of this matter.
Ever since reaching the peak of the Grandmaster realm, Chen Yang had been contemplating the path of martial artist advancement that followed.
Not only himself today, but Chen Yang knew that his master had also fallen on this path.
"The Ancient Martial Era began approximately over two thousand years ago, and the Near Martial Era was a thousand years ago."
"In these two thousand years, countless people searched for a breakthrough method, but without exception, all failed. And in my past life, such a situation was completely impossible."
"According to the deduction from Zhou Zeyao's memories, my past life was roughly in the Ancient Times and the Mythological Era."
Chen Yang immediately became quite interested in the division of eras. The Zhou family was, after all, the most powerful family now, and their storage of information in this regard could not be underestimated.
And the original Zhou Zeyao, although not very powerful, had lived for decades and had always been within the Zhou family, so he could access far more information than Chen Yang.
"In their era, the so-called overlords could pluck stars from the sky with their hands and tread on the earth with their feet. Grandmaster peak martial artists were nothing more than ants. Martial artists stronger than Grandmaster peak were as numerous as the hairs on a cow!"
Seeing Chen Yang's shocked expression, Zhou Zeyao's lips curled slightly. Although he had not truly experienced that era, the residual memories in his mind made him feel as if he had participated in it.
"Although my past self could create his own small world, he had not reached the overlord level. Knowing his time was limited, he left his inheritance in his small world, which is the Tree Tomb, and entered seclusion."
"I am the spiritual power left behind in that inheritance."
As Zhou Zeyao said this, a brilliance flashed in his eyes.
When Chen Yang had asked him about his identity earlier, Zhou Zeyao had been somewhat confused.
But now, Zhou Zeyao had completely accepted his identity.
The spiritual power left by his past life had merged with Zhou Zeyao!
Chen Yang immediately grasped the key point: "If that's the case, you should have the complete inheritance, right?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zeyao's face immediately showed a wry smile. "I thought the same as you at first, but... to be honest, the memories in my mind regarding the inheritance seem to have been deliberately erased."
Chen Yang's eyes widened, looking at Zhou Zeyao in disbelief. To erase an inheritance from spiritual power, what kind of powerful martial artist could do that?
"If you hadn't thrown Zhou Zeyao's corpse in back then, I would still be a spirit floating in the small world with no consciousness."
Although Chen Yang had inadvertently helped him, Zhou Zeyao kept it in mind, which was why he hadn't exposed Chen Yang earlier.
Chen Yang gasped, never expecting that his unintentional act had saved the other party.
A spirit without consciousness, without Zhou Zeyao's corpse, would have no way out even if the small world collapsed.
"From the Ancient Martial Era, including the current Grandmaster peaks of the Zhou family, they have all speculated that someone deliberately erased the path forward. Coupled with my experience, I am even more convinced that such a thing is highly likely!"
"Chen Yang, what do you think my mission is?"
Upon hearing this question, Chen Yang almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Mission?
This Zhou Zeyao, who had only possessed consciousness for a few days, was already contemplating this question.
Chen Yang, with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, said, "This... shouldn't you be asking yourself? How would I know what your mission is?"
Zhou Zeyao slapped his thigh. "Right! You don't know my mission! And neither do I! Logically speaking, I am just a spiritual power meant for martial artist inheritance. But now I have no inheritance, I am free, and with my unique memories, I will be bestowed a unique mission."