498 Arrival (2/2)
Fang Yuan crossed his legs. His True Spirit started to drift away and slowly disappeared...
...
”This is... such a twisted and chaotic realm!”
Fang Yuan had plenty of experience in dream-traversing.
However, never had he ever felt that a realm was so weird.
His True Spirit became a comet and flew through the membrane of the destination realm.
With that, a twisted and chaotic will started to overwhelm him as though it was about to consume him whole.
”This realm does not have a will... or could the realm be crazy?”
In that instant, a single thought flashed through Fang Yuan's mind.
Twisted fragments flew across his True Spirit. Time started to warp and an image started to appear in his consciousness.
It was a dark-purple bronze door that stood tall and mighty.
Two ferocious ghost heads were biting on the frame of the door. The floating cravings on the surface of the doors were warped. They were the illustration of wronged souls crying in pain.
A blurred silhouette approached the door, placed its hands squarely on the door and gave it a firm push.
”Rumble!”
The door opened and behind the door was...
Darkness overwhelmed Fang Yuan. He was lost.
...
”Rumble!”
There was a torrential downpour and strong winds were blowing against the glass, making a screeching noise.
In an ancient-looking mansion in the secluded mountains, a man started to laugh hysterically.
”Haha... I've finally succeeded!”
He ran into the delivery room and carried a bloodied baby in his hands. He started to smile ferociously like an evil ghost. ”With it, we can now resist against the curse on the Tantai Family!”
He was carrying a young boy in his hands. The baby stopped crying, opened its eyes and glared at the man carrying him as though he was looking at a stranger. In his eyes, there was a flicker of gold.
The young man shuddered as he observed the cold and heartless look on the baby.
”Juexin! Is it out yet?”
In the front yard, a group of people were waiting. They did not appear happy. Instead, they were looking towards the delivery room with a look of... fear?!
An old man holding crutches walked up and stroked the baby with his thin hands. The old man had a head full of white hair and a wrinkled face, as though he was on the brink of death. ”He is naturally gifted indeed. Our collective efforts... and the descendant which we have created!”
”Father! Look...”
Tantai Juexin swaddled the baby and passed it to a female servant behind. ”Think of a name for him!”
”A name, let me think...”
The old man spoke with composure. ”The Taitai family has our rules. My generation name is 'Ghost' and yours is 'Heartless'. His is 'Destruction'. Now that the skies are clear and the sun is bright, let's name him 'Sun'! Tantai Mieming[1]!”
”Tantai Mieming! Great!”
Tantai Juexin remained emotionless as he waved his hands.
The servants seemed to be prepared as they walked up to clean the baby.
”Tantai... Mieming?”
The swaddled baby remained silent as it scanned the old faces around him. ”Is this going to be my name for life? It seems like my family is rather impressive!”
”Is he... that thing?”
”The trump card which the elders have put in their all to create in order to resist the curse?”
”He represents... inauspiciousness!”
”Don't let Little Four and Little Five get close to this baby. I don't want to die in his baby's hands even before I die to the curse...”
”Look at his eyes! He doesn't even look like a baby!”
...
The relatives of the family started to look at Fang Yuan, no! They started to look at Tantai Mieming's eyes which were filled with hatred and fear.
He was simply like... a demon!
”Interesting!”
Fang Yuan closed his eyes slowly. After all, he had just completed his dream-traversing and he needed to rest.
”This world... hmm? The elemental force in the surroundings is extremely sparse. Could it be another realm with harsh laws of physics? However, it feels different. Also, this body of mine...”
As the host of the body, Fang Yuan could feel that there was something wrong with it.
”It is physically stronger than the average body. Could this be what they are looking for?”
Recalling how his body's grandfather had looked at him, he knew that he was not being seen as a grandson, but a 'tool'!
In other words, they had completed a certain ceremony to call for the arrival of a certain being!
[1]: Mieming means 'Destruction of the Sun' in English.