Chapter 572 (2/2)
After saying that, he prepared to head toward the Back Graveyard, but before he could leave, the purple-haired old man grabbed his arm and said, ”Hah, are you not giving up? This kid can only be my disciple!”
Meanwhile, the old man in a gold outfit noiselessly left for the Back Graveyard. When the others noticed, they cursed and followed him. They possessed an incredible speed, instantly covering the large distance between where they were and the Back Graveyard.
Just as they were about to enter, a sloppy old man walked out. He appeared to be sweeping the floor before the Back Graveyard's entrance. The old man had long silver hair that cascaded down his shoulders. His stooped figure did not hide the fact that he had a tall and st.u.r.dy body. When he swept the floor, he moved slowly and weakly, yet he was extremely serious. Not a speck of dust could be seen on the ground.
When the grand guardians saw the old man, their eyes were filled with admiration. They bowed to him respectfully before proceeding to enter the Back Graveyard. Right at that moment, the old man stopped sweeping the floor. His mouth did not open, but an ethereal voice rang out, ”Return. Stop monitoring this child in the future. I don't have much time left. Let me give this child some pointers with the little time I have remaining.”
If one focused, one would notice that the old man was actually blind. However, his empty eyes seemed to be exuding a certain indescribable might that n.o.body dared look straight at. A look of overwhelming shock covered the faces of the grand guardians when they heard his words.
They had been living in the academy for many, many years, yet they had never once heard the old man speak. They knew that he was the oldest senior of the academy and had once contributed greatly to the academy. He was blind, deaf, and mute. Ever since these grand guardians had joined the academy, this old man had been guarding the Back Graveyard. Everyone addressed him as the gravekeeper elder.
None of them knew how long he had lived, yet the ma.s.sive contribution he had brought to the academy was worthy of their respect. Not one of them could see the old man's actual strength.
At times, they even suspected that the old man was a regular human because of the apparent lack of astral energy around him. Yet he had lived for so many years, surpa.s.sing the lifespan of ordinary humans. It gave them a feeling that he had reached a level where he had abandoned complexity and returned to the original simplicity. However, he also exuded a thick aura of death, as if he was going to die at any moment.
Regardless, these grand guardians all knew this elder was definitely stronger than them. One ought to know that they had all stayed at the academy for tens of thousands of years. Thus, their shock was understandable since this was the first time they had heard the old man speak after so long.
They could feel that although this elder was blind, he seemed to know about everything they were doing. Also, the secret technique he used to speak earlier was not one an ordinary person could use. They wanted to refuse, yet they couldn't even bring themselves to voice their objections. They exchanged gazes, each of them hesitating whether to take the lead and object.
At this time, the gravekeeper elder said, ”Leave without worries. I won't instruct him for more than half a year. After that, any of you can take him as a disciple. I won't interfere.”
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