"A mere curse, what is there to fear?" Zhou Yan was completely unconcerned, not taking the so-called curse seriously at all.
That strange power might pose a mortal danger to cultivators below the Demigod realm, but against Zhou Yan, it would only be able to flee.
"Who exactly are you?" Jiang Yu was indeed curious. Even members of ancient aristocratic families wouldn't so casually claim they would excavate the spiritual脉 of the Ten Thousand Dragon Cave.
"I am an ordinary person," Zhou Yan replied.
An ordinary person could have this much wealth?
An ordinary person would dare to claim they would excavate the spiritual脉 of the Ten Thousand Dragon Cave?
An ordinary person would dare to say they would confront the Death Race?
Although Ji Mingyue was curious about Zhou Yan's identity, she was very intelligent and never actively asked him about these matters. She was content to consider Zhou Yan and his companions as friends, close friends, and business partners.
"Why do you need to know so much? Do you have some ulterior thoughts about my husband?" Diao Chan asked Jiang Yu.
"How could I? I'm just curious about your identities," Jiang Yu replied.
"When are you setting off?" Jiang Yu asked curiously.
"Tomorrow," Zhou Yan answered.
"So soon!" Jiang Yu was surprised and said, "I am rather curious about what strength you possess to speak like that about the spiritual脉 of the Ten Thousand Dragon Cave. Humph! I'll be waiting to hear the news of you excavating the spiritual脉."
"Don't end up failing to excavate the spiritual脉 and instead meet a tragic end on the spot with those around you," Jiang Yu offered a kind warning, but they didn't appreciate it.
Zhou Yan, Ye Xun, and the others were not angry at all. They all knew Jiang Yu meant well and didn't want them to perish there.
However, Jiang Yu and the others were unaware of Zhou Yan's group's strength and didn't say anything further.
The next day, Zhou Yan and his group departed using the teleportation array of Wasteland City.
However, they did not reach the Ten Thousand Dragon Cave directly, as there were no major cities within tens of millions of miles. They only arrived at the nearest large city.
Not every city possessed a teleportation array; only major cities did.
There was still a considerable distance from here to the Ten Thousand Dragon Cave. Even with Zhou Yan's spatial array formations, it would take some time.
But Zhou Yan's objective was not to enter the Ten Thousand Dragon Cave itself, but rather to first reach the source ore location in the outer regions of the Ten Thousand Dragon Cave.
Zhou Yan produced a flying ship, and everyone boarded. At this moment, an old man quickly shouted, "Fellow Daoist, please wait!"
Zhou Yan paused. This sentence sounded so familiar.
Ah, Zhou Yan remembered. There was once a god of misfortune who loved to say this, and whoever he said it to would either be captured or die, never meeting a good end.
However, this old man clearly lacked that kind of power and was not that god of misfortune.
But this old man was enveloped in a strong aura of Yin energy. This was due to his cultivation technique and also a factor of his physique. He likely spent his entire life in places rich with Yin energy.
Zhou Yan had felt a similar presence from Old Man Gravehead, and they shared a similar aura. It was even possible they were from the same lineage.
"What is it?" Zhou Yan asked.
"Could you give me a ride? This old man wishes to make a trip to the Ten Thousand Dragon Cave," the old man replied.
"Oh, how did you know we were going there? Perhaps we aren't," Diao Chan asked.
"I wasn't sure before, but now I am. This old man won't ride your flying ship for free. Whatever you desire, I can offer you something in exchange," the old man said.
"Come aboard. I'm not lacking in things," Zhou Yan agreed.
The old man boarded the flying ship and looked around, praising, "A fine treasure. It's densely covered with divine runes, a good flying tool. Even I, this old man, have not seen many like it."
After speaking, the old man produced a reclining chair and began to sleep soundly upon it.
"Whoosh!"
The flying ship flew rapidly, teleporting towards the distance.
Zhou Yan condensed a spatial array pattern, quickly carving various teleportation formations. The space around them shifted, forming a teleportation channel. The entire flying ship flew into it and then emerged from another void.
The old man immediately stood up, astonished. "Spatial Displacement Array Pattern! Young man, what do you need? I'll give you something in exchange for this array pattern!"
"You're interested!" Zhou Yan looked at the old man. This old man was not simple; there was a mysterious aura within him. Zhou Yan suspected he might be the reincarnation of a powerful individual.
Or perhaps a deity reincarnated and cultivating anew, and indeed a reincarnation of someone incredibly powerful who had not yet recovered their memories, perhaps not even knowing it themselves.
Zhou Yan could perceive this entirely due to his strong cultivation and his Tai Chi Eye, which had glimpsed a trace of the other party's origin power.
This was not something an ordinary person could possess. It was very similar to Ye Xun's origin power. Zhou Yan even suspected the two might have been contemporaries.
Zhou Yan could only speculate and could not confirm.
Some things, once known, do not need to be spoken. Speaking them might not be beneficial to the other party.
"What can you offer?" Zhou Yan also became interested.
A gleam of light flashed, and an ancient scroll appeared in the old man's hand. Zhou Yan was also surprised upon sensing the scroll, "Ancient Scroll of Deities!"
"Good eyesight. You and I are fated. I'll exchange this for the 'Spatial Displacement Array Pattern.' It's definitely not a loss, is it?" the old man chuckled.
"Thank you," Zhou Yan said.
The value of the Ancient Scroll of Deities was definitely greater than the 'Spatial Displacement Array Pattern,' but for the old man, exchanging it for something he desired was worth it.
"Please wait." Zhou Yan produced a white ancient scroll. This scroll had no writing on it. It was made from ordinary materials and could preserve itself for millions of years. Ordinary flames could not burn it.
Zhou Yan spread the ancient scroll in the air, using his hand as a brush, releasing strands of Dao array patterns. Profound and unfathomable array patterns were carved by Zhou Yan.
The old man was greatly shocked upon seeing this, exclaiming, "Such profound cultivation! This realm, I cannot even see through it. The power of these array patterns resonates with the Great Dao. Not simple at all!"
"He's just someone who loves to show off," Ye Xun chuckled from the side.
The old man looked at Ye Xun, then at Diao Chan and Zhen Mi, and asked Ye Xun, "Have we met somewhere before?"
"Do you also have a feeling of déjà vu?" Ye Xun asked.
"Ye Xun, are you mistaken? This old man's cultivation is not even a Demigod. How could you possibly know him?"
Diao Chan knew Ye Xun's background, but she lacked Zhou Yan's ability to see through origins, so she couldn't discern the old man's peculiarities.
"You little girl are quite something. You can tell my strength with a single glance. It seems your cultivation is quite high. Could you be a Demigod?" the old man asked Diao Chan.
"Not yet a Demigod, but I can handle Demigod experts," Diao Chan replied.
Seeing Diao Chan's confidence, the old man felt that their backgrounds were very mysterious, especially Ye Xun's. He truly felt as if he had seen him somewhere before.