Chapter 14 - The Emperor’s Shelter. (1/2)

Lin Mu took some information about the Relaxed Emperor out, looked at the time, and wasn’t in a rush to go down, so he stood on the platform and flipped through the information.

As soon as he started to look through it, he saw a slightly familiar picture.

It was a scroll. On the scroll was a painted picture of a large green tree, with lush foliage that covered the sky.

The knotted roots and the lateral branches resembled black pine. A lush and green plain of grass and flowers stretched across the entire valley, and on top laid some strangely shaped creatures, sleeping soundly with their paws in the air1. Most of them were species that Lin Mu didn’t recognise.

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There was a clear mountain spring flowing through the valley, winding down from behind the mountain, and it looked very similar to the fuzzy dreams that still remained in his memory.

Lin Mu could even hear the sounds of the flowing mountain springs and the chirping of birds.

It was even clearer than what he had seen in his dream.

There wasn’t much information available about the Relaxed Emperor, so little that there were only one or two sentences mentioned in the volumes.

Most of them were just passing mentions when mentioning other events or monsters.

And the thing that was mentioned was usually the fruit.

The more popular and common name of the Relaxed Emperor was the worry-free tree.

Its leaves were somewhat like those of the poplar tree, with its branches and leaves freely extending in five different directions. The flowers were a tender yellow, and the fruit that emerged was heavy and dark.

The preserved fruit at home was the fruit of the Relaxed Emperor. After eating it, one could forget about their sorrows, and it was considered priceless by monsters.

The number of fruits available was very small, and they were all monopolized by several forces.

So ordinary monsters and creatures could only lie outside the valley, piously and humbly begging the Relaxed Emperor within to mercifully give them some good news.

All beings suffer, and they all look forward to forgetting their sorrows.

Even if one wasn’t able to get the fruit, if they were touched by the power of the Relaxed Emperor for a moment or two, they would be able to abandon their troubles and be happy for a short time, which was something difficult to attain.

Da Hei also knew a little about the truth of the matter. That is, individual differences. Some monsters like to do whatever they wanted regardless of others, while some out restrain themsleves with reason.

But in the eyes of humankind, they were all nine-tailed foxes, and they couldn’t tell if they were the same one or not, so they were all collective refered to as nine-tailed fox in the records.

Although the records weren’t entirely through, but it can be used as a reference to roughly judge some habits of mosnters such as nine-tailed foxes.

For example, they like to stir up trouble, liked to socialise everywhere, and also liked to slying play little tricks behind someone else’s back.

This is something that Da Hei could completely understand. But what he couldn’t understand was how Yan Xuanjing could hide his beast-like aura and act in a rigetous manner, as if this whole fox was indifferent and holy, unstained by anything, and had nothing to do with bloodshed.

Even the Morning Dusk that was the hated and was the most sensitive to anything demonic related was tricked

Da Hei looked at Yan Xuanjing and his brain was ringing.

He wanted to remind Lin Mu to be careful, but he didn’t dare to move under this great monster’s gaze.

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What’s more, the Relaxed Emperor’s fruit had more effects than just enabling people to forget.

For monsters, being confused, falling into deviation, having too much blood on their hands….. and so on, a series of such problems that might cause major consequences, could all be solved by the fruit from the Relaxed emperor.

Lin Mu flipped through the information for a long time, but did not obtain anything about the Relaxed Emperor gaining spiritual awareness, and only found out that a few select forces had been in charge of monitoring and controlling the valley.

The valley was in the middle of the Great Wilderness, located in a mountain called the Mountain of Hardship, and these monsters strictly controlled it in order to prevent other monsters from entering.

Only on certain occasions would great monsters step into the valley to stay for a while, because not only do the fruits of the Relaxed Emperor contain a soothing effect, but the entire tree itself did.

And in the place where the Relaxed Emperor rested, the vegetation would grow strongly without any struggle, and even the most precious of spiritual medication could be grown.

Lin Mu looked through the records of the valley, and there were these words written on it: The Relaxed Emperor grew very well under the care of several great demons, and was not damaged or refined like other rare and ancient trees. This was until thirty years ago, where the Relaxed Emperor’s whole tree mysteriously disappeared. However, the great monsters who often went in and out of the valley didn’t get angry, and instead ordered for the news to be blocked and took it as if nothing happened.

After that, there was no more news about the Relaxed Emperor.

Lin Mu flipped here and there, but never found any information about the Relaxed Emperor gaining spiritual awareness. Not to mention how the Relaxed Emperor looked like after gaining spiritual awareness.

If Lin Mu hadn’t seen how the Relaxed Emperor’s original tree in that photo, plus the fruit that had been madly scrambled over, Lin Mu wouldn’t dare to recognise the Relaxed Emperor as his father.

Flipping through the rest of the information, Lin Mu found that there were no more relevant information.

But Lin Mu could guess the location the Relaxed Emperor had disappeared to 30 years ago after leaving the Great Wilderness. He was probably in the Central Plains, in the deep mountains that his mother discovered, and it was then that his father met his mother.

As for how he had reached there, and when he had obtained spiritual awareness, Lin Mu didn’t know at all.

Maybe some of the great monsters that often went in the out of the valley would know, but Lin Mu didn’t know a single one of these great monsters.

Only one of them was slightly familiar, Yan Xuanjing’s father, the nine-tailed fox Yan Gui, the current emperor of Qingqiu Country.

Unfortunately, after that single glimpse, Lin Mu had never seen that super beautiful fox spirit again.

But the gains were great.

Both Da Hei and Milky maintained a high quality silence.

Lin Mu looked over here then looked over there and was even more confused, “why not…… let’s go back first?”

So Yan Xuanjing took the lead in retracting his line of sight, and didn’t seem put Da Hei’s existence in his heart.

Lin Mu pushed his little etectric scooter, and thought about what Da Hei had said before about the possbility of a fierce and great monster that had entered his house, and couldn’t help but observe his yard a little.

As a result, after a few seconds, he only saw a bunch of red ginseng seeds* sprouting out from the ground, spinning in circles around the yard.

According to the party concerned, this is nuturing the soil.

The meaning of nuturing the soil is to get the land get spiritual energy. In places where plant based spirits and monsters stay and move around for a long time, the land will get stained with their spiritual energry, resulting in the land’s vegetation growing much more luxurious compared to normal places.

Lin Mu looked at the diligent Ginseng Baby and began to consider if he should plant some plants in his yard, so he could give the little Ginseng something to do.

If If it continues on being like this now, a string of red ginseng seeds drilling around to loosen the soil, he’s afraid that one day a passing villager would pull him out and make him into soup.

…… No matter what, it doesn’t seem like there’s any great and fierce monster.

What type of great monster would go to someone else’s home to help with farming.

Lin Mu opened the door, “I’m back.”

The string of red ginseng seeds stopped for a moment, and the next second the white and plump ginseng pulled himself out of the soil and ran with two roots to Lin Mu’s legs.

He turned and looked at the pair of black and white monsters behind Lin Mu and pulled a couple of ginseng strands out and jumped around as he gave it to Lin Mu, “Lin Mu, Lin Mu, brew some tea!”

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Lin Mu flipped through the first scroll, looked at the lush trees depicted, then looked down at himself.

It was good that he understood what he was.

Looking at this, the other half of his blood weren’t from some humble origins.

It’s no wonder that his mother died without mentioning a single word about his father, Lin Mu thought.

Looking from the viewpoint that his father could only have been protected by several great monsters joining hands, it was better to keep his mouth shut about his blood.

As for the fruit left behind, Lin Mu had a not-so-happy guess.

The fruit was used to make people forget their sorrows.

His father gave this fruit to his mother, which meant that he probably knew his mother would have an unforgettable sadness. At the same time, his father would not be able to accompany his mother to take care of her, so his father gave his mother this fruit that would easily gain attention or get snatched away, in hopes that she could eat it and forget about her sorrows.

As for what sorrow his mother needed to forget?

She didn’t care about the pressure that her father had placed on her, she didn’t care about money, and she could become very happy for a long time just having potted plants to plant everyday.

The only thing that Lin Mu could think of that caused his mother to be sad were her red eyes every time she opened the photo album.

Lin Mu went silent for a while and didn’t want to think about it anymore. He closed the file, gave his thanks to the monster in the reference room and placed the information back onto the bookshelf. As he went down the stairs, he took out his phone and sent a message to his mother’s mentor.

He wanted to get a list of the projects that his mother had participated in, and if there was a chance, perhaps he could go and find out the truth himself.

Who knew what would happen in the future.

Lin Mu sent the message, kept his phone, and opened the stairwell door.

Downstairs, Da Hei had already arrived. He had turned into his original form and laid on the ground curled up into a ball, motionless.

Lin Mu walked over to him and squatted down, “what are you doing?”

“I’m closing myself up.” Da Hei said, sullenly.

Lin Mu looked at the dog that was curled into a ball, “why are you closing yourself up for?”