Chapter 1098: [803] The Truth of the World (Combo asking for monthly votes at the end of the month)_2 Chapter 1098: [803] The Truth of the World (Combo asking for monthly votes at the end of the month)_2 Pei Jinye, upon seeing this, discreetly began to probe the identity of the other party.
The middle-aged scholar merely shook his head: “Time has been too long, who I am and where I come from, I can no longer remember. Only these few ancient books have kept me company.”
Upon hearing this, Pei Jinye cast his eyes towards the ancient books.
Yellowed covers, looking aged, and apparently flipped through many times over.
“I do not awaken every day, and each time I am awake it is only for a few days… I only remember having awakened one hundred twenty-one times.”
“…”
Pei Jinye silently looked on.
Yet he felt something odd in his heart.
Being with this man, his God Soul Power was not only not dissipating but actually felt nourished.
He did not know that the middle-aged scholar was using his own soul power to protect him.
“Do you like reading, senior?”
“I do.”
As the subject of books was brought up, the middle-aged scholar’s smile on his face grew wider: “Do you also like to read?”
Upon hearing this, Pei Jinye glanced at him and “passively” nodded: “I do.”
The middle-aged scholar was immediately delighted, feeling the joy of meeting a fellow enthusiast: “May I ask what kinds of books brother likes to read?”
Pei Jinye, seeing this, gave a slight smile: “I dabble in all sorts.”
“That’s wonderful, shall we talk about them?”
“Let’s talk!”
…
“As nature is strong, so should a gentleman never cease to improve himself… Brother, your words are simply splendid!”
“And this line… ‘To set the heart for the universe, to set life for the people, to follow the lost teachings of past sages, to create peace for all eternity!''”
The middle-aged scholar stood up and bowed towards Pei Jinye.
“To have encountered such a fine teacher on the verge of my own dissipation is truly a fortunate event in my life… I have learned much!”
Pei Jinye also stood and returned the gesture: “You are too kind, brother.”
The two began to address each other as equals.
The middle-aged scholar handed over paper and ink, watching as Pei Jinye wrote down a line–
[Some deaths are as weighty as Mount Tai, while others are as light as a feather]
Following that, Pei Jinye wrote another line–
[Though there be tens of thousands, I shall go forth alone]
“Very good, very good!”
The middle-aged scholar exclaimed in admiration, unaware that the sense of righteousness about him was growing stronger.
Beneath the night sky.
It was as if a golden sun had risen.
Vast and glorious luminance!
…
…
Under that immense golden radiance, the soul of the middle-aged scholar was dissipating.
But he showed no expression of terror, instead, he bowed to Pei Jinye: “Having learned so much today, I thank my fellow Daoist for fulfilling one of my life’s long-held wishes… I have nothing else I can offer to assist you, only these books I can gift to you…”
“Cause and effect from past lives, come to fruition in this one…”
Pei Jinye bowed in return.
Suddenly recalling something, he hurriedly said: “Senior, perhaps I can–”
But the scholar’s soul had already begun to fracture.
Pei Jinye could not be concerned with anything else, quickly activating the Lotus Mirror, hoping to retain the middle-aged scholar.
Yet, unexpectedly.
Under the light of the Lotus Mirror, this Wandering Spirit transformed into specks of light, merging into his own God Soul.
“What is this?”
Pei Jinye gasped in surprise.
Unexpectedly.
A large amount of information from the middle-aged scholar poured into his mind.
…
Over countless years, he had witnessed the rising and setting of the sun, seen temples where only lonely spirits resided…
In the monotony of those years, all he could do was read scriptures over and over.
…
“Who am I?”
“Where am I?”
“What should I do?”
…
“I remember now, my name is Muye, I come from…”
…
Pei Jinye slowly opened his eyes.
Thanks to the special soul chamber characteristic of the Lotus Mirror, he managed to retrieve a lot of information from the middle-aged scholar’s soul, Muye, at the last moment.
Even though it was just a remnant soul, the information contained within was incredibly vast.
Clarity gradually returned to Pei Jinye’s eyes.
“Unbelievable!”
“Muye was actually a person from this world, too!”
“To be precise, Li Xiangshan and the others were descendants of prisoners confined within a secret realm…”
Countless years ago, a group of criminals who had committed great offenses were exiled here…
The number of them only grew.
By a twist of fate.
The offspring of these felons began to secretly cultivate.
Later on.
The people of the main world discovered the secrets here.
They sent people to annihilate them…
Over time, this place became a captive secret realm.
The so-called “Star-splitting Cataclysm” is actually the major organizations of the main world sending disciples here for trials.
“I originally thought that the world I knew was just a captive secret realm…”
For a moment, Pei Jinye didn’t know whether to envy Li Xiangshan or to pity the lad.
“Muye…”
Thinking of the middle-aged scholar, Pei Jinye sighed quietly, feeling a bit nostalgic.
They hadn’t known each other for long, but he admired this man.
“But who could have imagined that he was not a scholar, but a Swordsman!”
It was only after accessing a fragment of Muye’s memories that Pei Jinye learned that the other wasn’t a scholar, but a Transcendent Swordsman of the Sword Dao… who entered this realm in pursuit of the ultimate truth of the Dao.
But for some unknown reason, only a Wandering Spirit remained.
“He seems to come from a Sect from the outside world… called the Heavenly Sword Sect? Seems like that’s the name… But the memories are fragmented… I don’t remember the outside world very clearly anymore.”
“But one thing is for certain, there are realms beyond the stars… and although being a star-level master is considered powerful in the secret realm, in the outside world… it’s roughly equivalent to the foundational cultivation stage in the cultivation world, still a rookie.”
“Great, it’s like nesting dolls, isn’t it?”
Pei Jinye felt like running away.
After all, according to Muye’s memories, this world was actually quite terrifying.
Terrifying to the extent that if they really sent an Elder here, he could squash me with a single fingertip.
But to just leave like this, Pei Jinye felt somewhat unwilling.
Hasn’t it been his pursuit all along to become a strong being?
“The road ahead is long.”
Pei Jinye gathered his spirit.
Suddenly, the ancient books in front of him began to turn into points of starlight, merging into Pei Jinye’s God Soul.
The content of these ancient books became permanently imprinted in Pei Jinye’s memory, like a brand.
These ancient books contained insights into the universe, understanding of the Sword Dao, and also travelogues about scenic views…
Within the extensive 31,200 characters of description…
Pei Jinye’s knowledge about the Fragment World gradually became clear in his mind.
Yet inexplicably, the memory of a scholar holding an ancient book in a dilapidated temple amidst falling snow emerged in his mind, where the only action that kept him conscious… was to chant these ancient books.
Feeling that his God Soul Power had increased a bit.
Pei Jinye knew… all of this was related to Muye.
“If I can descend upon this world completely one day, I will find your family for you… This is my promise to you.”
…
“Crack!”
God Soul shattered.
Pei Jinye could no longer withstand the power of this world and quickly retracted.
Everything seemed to return to nothingness.
It felt like an instant, but also as if a long time had passed… to be precise, the moment his God Soul returned to reality, time had lost its reference point.
When he suddenly opened his eyes.
Blood flowed from all seven orifices of Pei Jinye.
In silence.
The bloodstains were wiped away.
His face slightly pale.
He glanced at the time.
Three days had actually passed.
“No wonder it’s been so long…”
He had drifted as a lonely spirit… with no concept of time.
Traversing worlds, he didn’t know how much time it took.
Then communicating with Muye and absorbing his memories had taken some more time.
“No, that’s not right…”
“Is three days considered a long time?”
Pei Jinye shook his head with a wry smile.
“I’m simply too weak… Otherwise, using my God Soul to descend upon the Fragment World, to take over a corpse and cultivate Techniques…”
“But it seems… considering these things now is still too early.”
Thinking about the Star-splitting Cataclysm…
“Calculating the time, there seem to be only eighteen years left…”
Eighteen years is actually not that long.
In seclusion for cultivation, it’s but a flick of the fingers.
What Pei Jinye truly cared about was that after eighteen years, the Sect Disciples from the real big world would descend upon the secret realm to begin their killing sprees during the Star-splitting Cataclysm.
And him…
What will be his path?
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Should he give up on the lad, Li Xiangshan?
In fairness, the boy has strong Talent, and his future is boundless… if well cultivated under his guidance, he might become a trump card in the future.
Therefore, the Star-splitting Cataclysm in eighteen years is an opportunity for Pei Jinye.
And for Li Xiangshan, it’s also a challenge.
Whether the boy can carve a bloody path through rests upon whether he can cultivate Eighteen different martial arts in these eighteen years.