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 **Chapter 2776: Perhaps His Identity is Special**

Lin Moyu said, "When I was still a novice, I befriended someone. This friend's race was created within the rule world by a Heavenly Sovereign who practiced the Great Dao of the Soul. This friend of mine once had a special mission but later sacrificed herself to help me."

"I once promised her that I would restore her race, but unfortunately, I haven't been able to find the Heavenly Sovereign who created her."

After hearing Lin Moyu's story, Xiahou Yuan asked, "Do you have any items left?"

Xiahou Yuan was very familiar with creating beings within a rule world, having done it many times himself. Practicing the Great Dao of the Soul inevitably involved such experiences. He knew that the beings created were not pure life forms and required some items as carriers.

Lin Moyu took out the Heavenly Spirit Crystal left by Lilian, which still contained a trace of her soul's fluctuation. At that time, he had preserved a trace of Lilian's soul within it, thinking that if he couldn't find the Heavenly Sovereign of the Soul, he would use Resurrection of the Dead to revive Lilian. Of course, this would require Resurrection of the Dead to undergo a qualitative change and no longer have a time limit; otherwise, it wouldn't be a true resurrection.

Xiahou Yuan took the Heavenly Spirit Crystal and carefully sensed it. After a moment, he said softly, "You preserved a trace of her soul, which leaves a glimmer of hope."

"To untie the bell, the person who tied it is required. The best way is still to find the Heavenly Sovereign who created her."

"Her soul and this item both bear the creator's imprint. If an outsider intervenes, it could be very troublesome."

Lin Moyu said, "To be honest, I come from the Sea of Realms, and that Heavenly Sovereign of the Soul also left the Sea of Realms for the Origin Continent."

"I have been separated from him for a long time and don't know if he reached the Origin Continent, where he is, or even if he is alive or dead."

"Finding him would require great fortune; otherwise, it would be very difficult."

Lin Moyu had indeed thought about finding the Heavenly Sovereign of the Soul, but based on the information he had, it seemed almost impossible.

If the Heavenly Sovereign of the Soul had already died, finding him would be even more impossible.

Xiahou Yuan thought for a moment, "Let me think of a way to see if I can revive her."

"Do you want her restored to her original form, or do you hope she becomes a true life form?"

Lin Moyu was overjoyed, "Of course, I want her to become a true life form."

"Alright," Xiahou Yuan readily agreed. Lin Moyu asked, "What will it cost? Please let me know, and I will do my best to pay."

Xiahou Yuan said, "We'll discuss it once it's done. I'm not afraid you'll renege."

Lin Moyu didn't expect Xiahou Yuan to be so agreeable. His previous cautious thoughts now seemed unnecessary.

However, he also thought that without his deliberate display, Xiahou Yuan might not have been so agreeable.

Xiahou Yuan said, "If you have no other matters, it's my turn to ask some questions."

Lin Moyu immediately nodded, "Please go ahead, senior. I will answer truthfully."

Xiahou Yuan asked, "Have you ever seen many extremely powerful beings?"

Lin Moyu realized who Xiahou Yuan was referring to and said, "An elder once showed me some scenes." Under Xiahou Yuan's curious gaze, Lin Moyu continued, "That elder was riding a green ox and wearing a green robe..."

Xiahou Yuan's face changed drastically, and he urgently shouted, "Stop, stop, don't say any more."

Given his status, it was clear he knew who Lin Moyu was talking about.

Lin Moyu said, "Should I not mention it?"

Xiahou Yuan took a deep breath, "It's fine, just speak slowly."

Lin Moyu said, "There was a leaking gourd, leaking ancestral water, and there was an old elder in a green robe..."

"Stop, stop," Xiahou Yuan interrupted again, looking at Lin Moyu with a strange expression, as if to say, "What kind of monsters have you encountered?"

Lin Moyu said, "Let me change the subject. There was once a large bird called the Origin Bird..."

"Stop, stop!"

Xiahou Yuan interrupted again, feeling helpless, "Alright, alright, don't say any more. What you're talking about is too much for even the heavens to hear."

"Too much to hear? Or too scared to hear?" Lin Moyu thought to himself, knowing that the higher the realm, the more cautious and fearful these elders became. The more they knew, the more they feared death, and their courage naturally diminished.

Xiahou Yuan exhaled, "Alright, let me change the question. Where did your Immortal Golden Body come from?"

Lin Moyu said, "In the small world of the Sea of Realms where I was, a mysterious person once appeared, and the Immortal Golden Body was left to me by her. But now, she is no longer around."

Xiahou Yuan asked curiously, "Dead?"

Lin Moyu shook his head, "Maybe dead, maybe still alive. I'm not sure."

Xiahou Yuan asked, "Do you know anything about the Immortal Golden Body?"

Lin Moyu shook his head, indicating he didn't know.

Xiahou Yuan said, "After the Prodigy Gathering, go to the Lu Feng Merchant Guild. They should have information for sale."

"Next question, why does your spell contain the Gate of Hell?"

Lin Moyu said, "My spell is called Bone Hell. After I arrived in the Eastern Continent, I had an encounter and fused with a fragment of Hell, which is why my spell contains the Gate of Hell."

Xiahou Yuan frowned, "So that's how it is. You were able to fuse with a fragment of Hell."

"When Hell shattered, it was said that fragments of Hell fell into the Origin Continent. It seems that was true."

"Your fortune is indeed extraordinary."

Xiahou Yuan's words were conservative. Encountering a fragment of Hell and surviving, then fusing it with one's spell, was an incredibly dangerous process. It wasn't just extraordinary fortune; it was almost miraculous.

This showed how strong Lin Moyu's fortune was.

Any fortune requires strong fortune to support it.

Without fortune, encountering a fragment of Hell would be a death sentence, not an opportunity.

Xiahou Yuan felt that Lin Moyu had too many secrets, and even with his strength, he was hesitant to ask more questions.

Now that fragments of Hell were involved, he feared that asking further would reveal even more astonishing information.

He stopped and said, "I've finished my questions. If you have any more, feel free to ask."

Lin Moyu thought for a moment and asked some questions about cultivation.

Xiahou Yuan answered them all without any reservations.

The two chatted like old friends, talking endlessly.

The Dao Sovereigns in the sky watched in amazement. They all knew that Xiahou Yuan usually spoke very little, and given his status, there were few who could converse with him as equals.

They didn't expect Xiahou Yuan to chat so freely with a Heavenly Sovereign, completely overturning their impression of him.

"What's gotten into Senior Xiahou today?"

"I don't know. Usually, Senior Xiahou speaks very little. Today is quite strange."

"Don't be surprised. Senior Xiahou speaks little because most people aren't worthy of conversing with him."

"Then how do you explain this?"

"Maybe his identity is special."

"Special? How special?"

"Who knows? You go ask Senior Xiahou."

"I'm not going. That's asking for trouble!"