Chapter 911: Fuxi Returns (1/2)
Though she was ready for action, the Yin Prince was numb to current developments. She didn't find anything wrong with Lie Shan being able to project God’s true form. After all, the youth had already first produced Pangu’s figure.
Lu Yun clearly sensed a wave of fear skitter in the void the moment God’s body appeared. The combined might of Worldcarver, God’s body, and the Yin Prince’s carriage finally resulted in strength that frightened the uncurbed akasha ghost.
“Waugh—“ Its rough gash for a mouth shrieked piercingly and abruptly retreated from Pangu’s body, vanishing as a wisp of shadow. The terrifying aura and boundless negativity in the surroundings also disappeared with it.
Lu Yun plopped down on the ground, panting heavily for breath.
“Thank goodness it was scared off. If we really broke out into a fight, either you or me would have to die in the clash.” His heart still pounded furiously from the stand-off.
“Hmph, of course you'd be the one to die,” snorted Yulei.
“I don’t know who would die out of me and the Flame Emperor, but the two of you would be demolished without a trace left behind.” The Yin Prince walked out of her litter with an unpleasant expression.
“I’d always thought that akasha ghosts were the lingering obsessions of future great emperors. It now looks like they're only a small part of the greater whole. It feels like… their origins should lie in present times,” Lu Yun murmured to himself.
“What? Future?” The Yin Prince looked askance, not sure of what she’d just heard.
Crap, I just let it slip. Lu Yun stood up and bowed respectfully to the goddess. “I would request that Your Majesty Houtu keep the secret for me. I’m not a human of this era, but from the future.”
“From the future?!” Shock colored her expression. “Can it be… that Fuxi and the others succeeded in going to the future?”
She whirled backwards and smacked Yulei, Shentu, and all of her men to the ground, forcefully destroying the most recent segment of their memories.
“This is where the matter ends, it shall not be mentioned again! You are the Flame Emperor of the human race and the first great emperor of humanity!” she proclaimed sternly.
Lu Yun nodded slowly. “Thank you, Your Majesty.”
“Alright, you can leave now that you’ve obtained Worldcarver. Don’t tell anyone of what happened here, not even Fuxi and Wahuang!” she said solemnly.
Lu Yun blinked. “Why not?”
“Don’t tell them anything if you don’t want them to die. I can guarantee that they will explode into nothingness the second they learn of the truth behind Worldcarver and Pangu’s death!” the Yin Prince sneered. “They may be strong, but they’re not on Leize’s level. There are certain things that they don’t have the right to know.”
Lu Yun jerked, then nodded. So he’d surpassed Fuxi and Wahuang at some unknown point in time, but he still wasn’t on Leize’s level if he didn’t summon hellfire with the help of the Sal Tree.
“Many thanks for Your Majesty’s reminders!” He made another bow to the goddess. Though there were legends of the Yin Prince and Houtu in the future, Lu Yun didn't know if he'd be ever able to see this unrivaled demon god again. “Then Lie Shan will be taking his leave.”
“Wait.” Houtu called out to the youth before he departed from the premises and opened her hand. A yellowish-brown plant appeared in her palm, one with a tiny rootstalk upon which grew a singular jade-green leaf. It was the Earthly Duskroot, fifth ranked among the nine great connate spirit roots of the world.
“I don't have much use for this Earthly Duskroot anymore and I can sense the presence of several other spirit roots in your body. This is a present for you.” She sent the spirit root to Lu Yun with a light wave of her hand.
He shook from the implications of this gift. There were six great spirit roots in his body right now—Immortal Myriadtree, Fusang Purewood, Moon Osmanthus, Embittered Bamboo, Constellation Willow, and Demon Vine. He was infinitely close to chaos realm, so he couldn't deny another one of their members when it was right in front of him.
Now he only had Chaos Lotus—first of the spirit roots—and number four Heavenly Grass to find.
“Your Majesty’s boon will never be forgotten. If there’s anything Your Majesty needs to be done in the future, please just say the word!”
Upon the Yin Prince’s smile at this display of gratitude, it felt like the local space capered wildly with joy.
“Alright, we can talk about later things later. If you want to seek out the Heavenly Grass…” She pointed at the sky.
Lu Yun bowed once more upon grasping her meaning, but the goddess, her carriage, and her men had already disappeared, as if they'd never existed in the first place. For some reason, a sense of loss welled in his heart.
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“You brat, you’re finally willing to come back!” Wahuang glared ferociously to see Lu Yun walk out of Pangu’s tomb. “If it wasn't for Mount Buzhou shaking for all of these fifty years, I would've thought you died down there!”
“What?! Fifty years?” Still wrapped up in his emotions of bidding farewell to the legendary goddess, Lu Yun jumped in shock when he heard how much time had passed. It felt like he’d only spent less than a day in the tomb, but it'd been fifty years!
“Ah, I spent a little too much time trying to derive Pangu’s true form… I usually do these things in hell.”
Back in the future, Lu Yun had the habit of meditating in hell whenever he wanted to deduce a combat art, cultivation method, or calculate certain crucial details. Time in the world of immortals would stand still even if he spent a hundred million years in his kingdom.
He had fallen into his old theorizing ways when he'd been in that patch of unknown space, not realizing that fifty years would pass by in the blink of an eye like that.