Urban Wolf King

Chapter 1269 1180: What Is Your Answer?

The old man was Zhuangzi, naturally gifted in comprehension, but for the past three thousand years, he had been arguing with Hui Zi, getting caught in a deadlock.

At this moment, Wang Yan's words were like a sudden jolt, instantly awakening him.

Seeing the hundred fish offering gifts, both Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Even if nothing was said, the two of them knew that Wang Yan had already won.

Venerable Fuqing hastily shouted, "Ghost Valley has lost, both of us said the fish are unhappy, only Ghost Valley said the fish are happy."

Venerable Ghost Valley was still entangled by that whirlwind, unable to speak.

However, despite his anxiety, he was powerless to change the situation.

At this moment, the old man looked up at Wang Yan and said, "Thank you, the obsession of three thousand years has finally been unraveled at this moment. This round is your win. These two items are your reward."

As he spoke, the old man raised his hand, and the Ten Thousand Blades Saber and Chasing Silk emerged from Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing, landing in Wang Yan's hands.

Although Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing were unwilling, they couldn't control these two magical treasures from leaving them.

Wang Yan flipped his hand and stored the two magical treasures into the Starlight Ring, saying lightly, "Thank you."

Seeing the old man use his own magical treasures as a gift, and Wang Yan accepting them so calmly, both Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing were filled with rage.

Only, the old man's cultivation was unfathomable, and the two dared not speak up despite their anger.

The old man then looked at Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing and said, "Now, one of you must be eliminated."

Although losing the magical treasures was painful, for the great treasure in the Qinrong Palace, Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing had schemed for a long time, unable to let go at this point.

Venerable Ghost Valley, now able to speak, hastily said, "Senior, I have always respected you."

Venerable Fuqing also shouted, "My view was also that the fish are unhappy, I should be the winner."

The old man ignored their words, pointing to Venerable Fuqing, and said, "You lack your own viewpoint, merely echoing others, you are eliminated."

"What? Impossible, I don't accept this." Venerable Fuqing shouted, eyes filled with unwillingness.

But before she could finish speaking, the old man waved his hand, and Venerable Fuqing instantly disappeared.

At this moment, at the third gate, Venerable Zidan was desperately attacking the bamboo scrolls in front of him, when suddenly, beside him, a flicker occurred, and Venerable Fuqing appeared.

As Venerable Fuqing appeared, she continued to shout angrily, "You old man, I don't accept this, I don't accept this."

Venerable Zidan turned to see Venerable Fuqing and said, "So, you lost too."

A flash of malice passed through Venerable Fuqing's eyes as she said, "I am not content, Venerable Zidan, I must seize the Fallen Lotus."

Venerable Zidan shook his head and said, "But we cannot enter the bamboo scroll again."

Venerable Fuqing said, "Why don't we lie in wait, regardless of whether Venerable Ghost Valley or that youngster gets the Fallen Lotus, we'll kill them and seize it."

Venerable Zidan's eyes lit up and he said, "Agreed."

Saying this, the two immediately began to set up outside the Bamboo Scroll Bridge.

At this moment, the old man led Wang Yan and Venerable Ghost Valley forward step by step, moving into the third bamboo scroll.

Seeing themselves finally at the last stage, a glimmer of hope rose in Venerable Ghost Valley's heart again.

Now only he and Wang Yan competed, and they were just one step away from obtaining the earth-shattering Fallen Lotus.

Especially since his cultivation was much stronger than Wang Yan's, his odds of winning increased significantly.

At this time, the three of them entered the third bamboo scroll, seeing before them a simple cottage alone.

Walking into the cottage, there were only three ordinary bamboo stools inside, a wooden table, and several tea cups on the table.

The old man sat on one of the bamboo stools and gestured for Wang Yan and Venerable Ghost Valley to sit on the other two bamboo stools.

For a moment, Wang Yan and Venerable Ghost Valley sat in silence, watching the old man.

The old man contemplated for a moment and said, "I know you both have come for the mysterious Fallen Lotus in the palace."

The Fallen Lotus was extremely mysterious, although Venerable Ghost Valley entered Qinrong Palace, he feared this Fallen Lotus might just be a rumor, but hearing the old man confirm it, he couldn't help but feel happy.

It was also the first time Wang Yan heard the name of the Fallen Lotus and listened carefully.

The old man continued, "After passing this stage, you will see the Fallen Lotus. The final test is crucial."

Venerable Ghost Valley immediately clenched his fists, eyes eager with anticipation.

The old man continued, "For this final stage, I invite you both to solve a riddle."

Venerable Ghost Valley, who was eagerly awaiting the challenge, was suddenly dumbfounded upon hearing that the third stage was a riddle, his spirit deflated.

Wang Yan couldn't help but shake his head; he had heard from Mozi that Zhuangzi was whimsical, and today's encounter proved it true.

However, within Wang Yan, a small suspicion began to form.

Then the old man said, "You may have heard my story. Back then, in this cottage, I had a dream of being a butterfly. Now, I ask you both, am I Zhuangzi or a butterfly?"

Both Wang Yan and Venerable Ghost Valley knew the story of Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, and upon hearing the question, they immediately recalled this tale.

Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, vividly a butterfly, and upon awakening, not knowing if he became a butterfly in Zhuang Zhou's dream, or a butterfly dreaming of becoming Zhuang Zhou.

Now with Zhuang Zhou in front of them, he was obviously Zhuang Zhou, how could he be a butterfly?

But the answer seemed too obvious, it couldn't be that simple, it surely couldn't be that simple.

Venerable Ghost Valley's mind raced, constantly pondering the riddle, observing Wang Yan in the process, fearing that Wang Yan might answer first.

At this moment, Wang Yan slightly opened his mouth, about to speak.

Seeing Wang Yan about to speak, Venerable Ghost Valley dared not wait any longer and immediately shouted, "This question is too easy, hahaha, I understand."

The old man said, "Oh, do tell."

Venerable Ghost Valley said, "In reality, you're Zhuang Zhou, and in the dream, you're a butterfly."

After saying this, Venerable Ghost Valley proudly looked at Wang Yan, whom he interrupted.

The old man nodded and said, "Your answer is logical, flawless, impeccable."

Hearing the old man's approval, Venerable Ghost Valley became even prouder, his eyes already on the deepest palace.

Then the old man looked at Wang Yan and asked, "And your answer?"