Chapter 895: Making a Mess in the Mu Nation (1/2)
In the twenty years that Lu Yun had arrived in the great wilderness, Fuxi had only told him once that he’d be able to return to his time after a hundred years. As for how exactly… Lu Yun didn’t know much.
Thinking back to when he’d first encountered the blood demon in this world, it would’ve been child’s play for the blood demon to temporarily call upon his real strength and kill an insignificant human.
Though Lu Yun had later deceived the blood demon, the latter really hadn’t retaliated against the human for it. This seemed to be an oblique confirmation of his words.
“What about Tushan?” Lu Yun stared coolly at the blood demon in his hand. “Three? Tushan is a life form of this era.”
“No no no! She’s gone through the reincarnation cycle and has been reborn in the world of immortals. She no longer belongs to this time period!” the blood demon hastily explained.
Lu Yun frowned, then suppressed the blood demon with a casual hand flip. He couldn’t be bothered to further question whether those words were true or not, he could only wait to ask Fuxi or Ah Zhi.
As for the little fox… Lu Yun knew her all too well. She’d never tell him the truth.
“Kuafu!” He turned around and addressed the corpse standing in the air.
His body was a charred mess like it’d been through a big fire—it was dead, and Kuafu’s soul a yin soul. He wasn’t a zombie, but a ghost.
“I’ll take you to the netherdark. I think I’ll be able to resurrect you there!”
The Resurrection death art was useless on the demon god since he’d been dead for so long. But if he resided in the netherdark and waited for the construction of the reincarnation wheel, Kuafu would be able to return through the power of that system.
“There’s no need.” Kuafu shook his head, his voice raspy and dry. “The rule of the connate demon gods is about to end. I should follow heaven’s will and go to my death.”
He raised a cupped fist salute to Lu Yun and returned to his place in Yi’s tomb without further ado, leaving behind a youth standing silently in the air for a very long time.
Eventually heaving a sigh, Lu Yun traveled west in a streak of light. He didn't know that Asura had eaten Dijiang, but since he’d pulverized the demon god’s body and extinguished his soul, that meant Dijiang was as good as dead.
When he arrived at the Jin nation, it was shrouded by a thick sense of sorrow. He didn't see Bai Zhaoju—the future White Emperor had already entered Goldflare Mountain and wouldn't emerge before he reached the chaos realm.
Expression grave, Lu Yun brought out their late ruler’s body and placed it in front of the mountain. With the return of Rushou’s corpse, every Jin citizen broke out in heartfelt sobs.
“This seat has personally killed Dijiang and avenged your ruler,” Lu Yun intoned.
“Zhurong thanks the fellow daoist for avenging my master!” Zhurong and Gonggong walked up to Lu Yun, bowing courteously. Both of them were human form in accordance with the creed of the human dao.
“Bai Zhaoju is my friend, so I naturally needed to do something on his behalf when his master was killed. But if there comes a day that sees Dijiang reborn into this world, then it will be up to Bai Zhaoju to personally resolve this karmic relationship.” Lu Yun nodded.
“Alright, as this matter is resolved, I shall take my leave.” Lu Yun raised cupped fists to Zhurong and Gonggong before vanishing from the Jin nation.
“To think that the great dao would become the dao of the human race in a few short days.” Gonggong heaved a great sigh as he looked to the east of the great wilderness, where Mount Buzhou stood.
“This doesn’t affect us much since we are divine spirits born of heaven and earth, living beings created by the father god. It matters not who rules the world,” Zhurong responded.
A sparkle flashed through Gonggong’s eyes. “It’s just, this is unfair… Why must we wait for the birth of the origin divine and the Exalted God before we can become our own race…”
“Father god arranged for all this, so he must have his own reasons for doing so.” Zhurong frowned gently.
“But the father god is dead…”
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After departing from the Jin nation, Lu Yun instantly crossed the great wilderness and reached the East Sea, heading for Mu nation.
Compared to the Jin nation, things were relatively calm here. The Mu nation hadn’t been unduly disturbed by Rushou’s fall. Goumang was currently in the Builder Tree, overseeing Ling Weiyang’s cultivation.
With the changes in the heavenly dao and appearance of humanity’s cultivation method, Goumang acceded to the wishes of the human dao and became one of its connate demon gods. His cultivation level was greater than Ling Weiyang’s, and he possessed a more thorough understanding of cultivation. With his pointers, Ling Weiyang would progress at a tremendous pace.
However, a particular ruckus had seized the Mu nation as their national treasure had gone missing. Frenzied action swirled as far as the eye could see; everyone was in fine fettle as they chased after the thieves.
Their target? A snow white fox and a little girl that looked thirteen years old!
The little fox and Ah Bao?
Lu Yun was dazed by the turn of events.
The two were surrounded by experts of the Mu nation. Though Ah Bao was at the human king realm and the little fox at celestial human realm, they were facing hordes of Mu experts. If it wasn't for the fact that they were with Lie Shan, they probably would've been put to death a long time ago.