Chapter 77: The Awakening (1/2)

Chapter 77: The Awakening

Translator: JLEditor: Pranav

Ai Hui woke up in a daze. He had a bad dream, in which he was struggling in the middle of a gale and was unable to grasp ahold of anything. He had also dreamt of Fatty, who was carrying his corpse and sitting in a pool of mud, crying, his tears lost to the brutal winds.

He had dreamt of Boss, who had made him burn all the swordplay manuals. He had stood in the empty training hall for ages, feeling helpless and lost.

Ai Hui woke up.

His eyes were unfocused and dull; but after a moment, his gaze started to focus, and a feeble ray of light was lit up in the midst of an endless sea of gray and bleakness. It lit up the cold, engraved face of the metal and stone wall, akin to a spring breeze that vigorously blows and revitalizes the wintry landscape of the wilderness, delivering a fresh breath of life.

He had not experienced a nightmare for a long time.

He rested on the bed and stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.

How was Fatty doing now? Was he still going around as a swindler and not training?

Do not consume so much sugar, you are already so fat. If someone bullies you, remember the name but do not tell me. Even if you tell me, at least wait till I have higher skills than now. Or else if I am unable to curb the urge to avenge you, both of us would be in a terrible situation. Do not worry, I will train properly. If I am unable to defeat them, I will beat you instead, for provoking such a highly skilled enemy.

He wondered how Boss’s life was in the heavens. He guessed that there was no more swordsmanship in heaven.

Boss, you must do as the natives do. As a human, no, as a ghost, you must be more realistic and not be so stubborn. Do not conduct business as you are not suitable. Find a stable job and do it well instead. There should be dozens of jobs like that in the heavens. It would not be qualified to be called ‘heaven’ if there were no stable jobs there.

Ai Hui, you must work hard.

After telling himself that last sentence, he let out a long breath. The nightmare and the negative emotions were also exhaled out with the air.

He went back to his usual self. The dull and dark state, the fearfulness, and the feeling of being a coward had all vanished as if nothing had even happened.

His gaze was steady and calm. He was still the formidable Ai Hui who was scared of nothing.

He struggled to get out of bed but was met with a sharp pain in his left arm.

He expertly ascertained that his bone was fractured; this was not the first time he had met with such an injury. Recalling the last moment when he rushed out of the Suspending Golden Pagoda, he seemed to have knocked into something and had evidently injured himself. He did not realize that it was his left arm.

As long as it was bound up properly and treated with medication, Ai Hui would recover in no time. He had ample experience—external injuries such as fractures seemed to be serious on the surface, but in reality, they were not a big issue. As long as they would be treated properly and on time, there would be a rapid recovery. An internal injury, on the other hand, was a real nuisance. It would be very troublesome if there were injuries to the five residences and eight palaces.

He reckoned that he was in big trouble. Ai Hui laughed bitterly.

He was in a bit of a mess.

He still did not know the condition within his body.

Suddenly, he heard sounds of squabbling come from outside.

”Shouchuan, he truly is a genius! He just opened his natal residence and could use the [Twin Weaving Technique] to weave the elemental cloth. Till now, I am unable to comprehend how he did it. This is simply too unfathomable!”