Chapter 614: A dead man cant bury the dead (2/2)

Tears streamed down the face of the l.u.s.trous scholar as soon as he saw this person with disheveled hair running on the water. However, these 'tears' were actually extremely pure spiritual energy.

”Senior Brother Daozi, I'm here,” the l.u.s.trous scholar said softly. A gentle expression flashed through his eyes full anger and killing intent.

But that man dressed up as a scholar didn't pay attention to the l.u.s.trous scholar.

He kept foolishly smiling and running on the surface of the sea. Then, from time to time, he would suddenly drill into the sea and head toward the seafloor, disappearing without traces.

The l.u.s.trous scholar rubbed his eyes and closely followed the mad scholar with incomplete clothing.

The mad scholar in front of him kept running and looking for all types of strange fish, playing and fooling around with turtles, shrimps, and fishes alike.

The l.u.s.trous scholar had never seen Senior Brother Daozi act like this.

In his memories, Scholar Daozi was their big senior brother and the leader amidst the disciples of the Scholarly Sage.

His every word and deed—as well as every action and movement—was something to be emulated in the eyes of the other disciples, a textbook example.

He was their respected and beloved big senior brother. He was both a brother and a father to them.

But the big senior brother before his eyes was acting like a child. Laughing and aimlessly chasing after everything he was seeing.

After G.o.ds knew how long, Big Senior Brother Daozi got tired of playing. After getting tired, he stood motionless and allowed himself to sink in the water.

He kept sinking and sinking.

Eventually, he sank until arriving at the seafloor.

The l.u.s.trous scholar followed behind him and also headed toward the bottom of the sea.

Senior Brother Daozi lay p.r.o.ne on the seafloor with his eyes closed, not moving in the slightest.

The immortal energy emanating from his body had created an empty s.p.a.ce around him, not allowing the seawater to touch him.

The l.u.s.trous scholar sat on his knees next to his senior brother.

After a long, long time...

The fast asleep Senior Brother Daozi slightly opened his eyes. Then, his innocent and pure eyes, similar to that of a child, curiously looked at the l.u.s.trous scholar.

”Senior Brother Daozi, I'm here,” the l.u.s.trous scholar said once again.

Senior Brother Daozi still had a curious expression on his face, and he didn't seem to have recognized the l.u.s.trous scholar.

The l.u.s.trous scholar gently kowtowed while sitting on his knees. ”I ask Senior Brother Daozi to show me the way. Please, tell me where I can find the remains of the Sage and our other fellow disciples.”

In those days, their teacher—the Sage—lost the battle to become the new Wielder of the Will.

In the battle for 'eternity', failure meant death. The Scholarly Sage died in the hands of the person that eventually became the new Wielder of the Will.

After that, the new Wielder of the Will attacked without mercy, and the thirteen Tribulation Transcender disciples of the Sage almost completely died. Countless treasured books belonging to the scholars were destroyed, and tens of thousands of disciples of the Sage died due to the flames of tribulation.

Amidst that catastrophe that befell the scholarly faction, the remains of the Sage and the thirteen Tribulation Transcenders that had died with him disappeared without traces.

Senior Brother Daozi bent his head to one side and kept curiously looking at the l.u.s.trous scholar.

The l.u.s.trous scholar prostrated himself and said in a grave tone, ”Senior Brother, the calamity is over. Please, allow me to recover the remains of the Sage and our other fellow disciples to give them a proper burial.”

Back then, he asked Slow-Witted Song to seal him and had thus managed to barely maintain his feeble existence up until now. One of the reasons was so that he could give a proper burial to this teacher and fellow disciples after the calamity was over.

”Ahahaha!” However, Senior Brother Daozi suddenly laughed. ”How can a dead man bury the dead?”

”Senior Brother Daozi!” The l.u.s.trous scholar resolutely kowtowed.

”A dead man can't bury the dead,” Senior Brother Daozi said again while laughing.

The l.u.s.trous scholar forced a smile and faintly sighed in the end. ”I understand.”

Then, he kowtowed again to Senior Brother Daozi and said respectfully, ”Senior Brother Daozi, I already left behind the inheritance of the Sage, and now, it's only waiting for the fated person to appear. At that time, I'll finally have completed the duty that Senior Brother left me. Such being the case, I have no longer anything left to do in this world... therefore, I'll ask Senior Brother about another matter. Who is the new Wielder of the Will?”

What was the origin of the new Wielder of the Will?

Whether they were daoists, scholars, buddhists, demonists, or monsters, none of them knew the origin of the new Wielder of the Will. Back then, with whom did their teacher fight to become 'eternal'?

”Ahahaha!” Senior Brother Daozi laughed once again. Then, he turned his body over and started rolling on the seafloor.

”Senior Brother, my time is limited. At the very least, give me an opportunity to put an end to this matter or vent my anger,” the l.u.s.trous scholar said in a low voice.

Senior Brother Daozi still curiously looked at the l.u.s.trous scholar and sat up. He used one hand to prop up his chin and furrowed his brows, looking as though he was in deep thoughts.

But if he could easily recall things, he wouldn't be in the state he was right now.

Senior Brother Daozi rolled on the seafloor while propping up his chin with his hand and thinking.

The l.u.s.trous scholar was sitting on his knees in his original position and didn't speak, so as to avoid disturbing Senior Brother Daozi.

Then, Senior Brother Daozi suddenly sat up and said, ”Netherworld.”

”Netherworld? The new Wielder of the Will comes from the Netherworld?” The eyes of the l.u.s.trous scholar lit up.

Senior Brother Daozi clapped his hands and said, ”No... but that day, creatures of the Netherworld killed many scholars.”

The l.u.s.trous scholar faintly sighed and kowtowed to Senior Brother Daozi once more.

Afterward, he got up and headed toward the surface of the sea.

He couldn't bury the remains of the Sage. As for the inheritance, he had already arranged everything and only had to wait for the fated person to appear.

Now, he still had a little bit of time left... therefore, he would head to the Netherworld!

Just as the l.u.s.trous scholar headed toward the surface of the sea, a luminous jellyfish tore s.p.a.ce apart and appeared in front of him.

”Fellow Daoist, you are really persistent.” The l.u.s.trous scholar looked at the jellyfish, and a slightly happy expression flashed through his red eyes.

”Where are you going next? And what are you planning to do?” The luminous jellyfish looked at the l.u.s.trous scholar. Soon after, she discovered that the appearance of the scholar had changed... Eh? Isn't that little friend Song's appearance?

The luminous jellyfish hadn't seen the l.u.s.trous scholar taking over Song Shuhang's ghost spirit. Hence her surprised expression.

”I'm going to the Netherworld,” the l.u.s.trous scholar said indifferently. ”That place will be my final destination, and it's unlikely that I'll return from there. Therefore, you don't need to follow me anymore, Fellow Daoist.”

The luminous jellyfish looked at the l.u.s.trous scholar and ultimately nodded, saying, ”Take care of yourself.”

The l.u.s.trous scholar faintly shook his head.

In the next moment, he used his hand to rip s.p.a.ce apart. What appeared on the other side was a world full of filth and curses, a place that contained all the 'evil' of the universe.

The l.u.s.trous scholar took a deep breath and entered the Netherworld.

As soon as the entered the Netherworld, all the strength he was suppressing was instantaneously released.

A huge quant.i.ty of immortal energy filled the body of Song Shuhang's ghost spirit.

Immortal energy was a type of energy at least two tiers higher than true qi and spiritual qi. It was the energy that belonged to Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcenders.

Just as the l.u.s.trous scholar released all his strength, Song Shuhang, who was inside a far-off villa in the Jiangnan area, opened his eyes wide.

Strength imparting?