Chapter 936: Another Lu Yun (1/2)

Though there wasn’t a tomb raider faction in the world of immortals, it’d become the mainstream school of the Dao Academy.

Every disciple chose to study tomb raiding, no matter what path they walked. Pristine, unexplored tombs were the most abundant resource in the world, so the dao of tomb raiding was the most popular among immortals and cultivators.

Lu Yun knelt in front of the grave for a very long time, immersed in the memories of yesteryear. He’d thought at one point that Fuxi was his master. But now he learned that his master was just his master, a mortal without any cultivation.

Somehow, this revelation made Lu Yun feel freer.

If Fuxi was his master, that would mean that his destiny had been written in stone from the moment of his birth, that everything he’d done so far was predetermined by another. However, his master was simply a very ordinary person. Though he was a descendant of the once human sacred land, Lu Yun’s fate belonged to only himself.

“This grave hasn’t fallen into disuse.” The little fox burrowed out of Qing Yu’s collar and jumped onto Lu Yun’s head. “There’s a very familiar presence here… someone I know has been here before.”

“Eh?” Lu Yun blinked. He’d left Earth more than thirty years, almost forty years ago. However, his master’s grave hadn’t fallen apart. It was spotlessly clean and there weren’t any weeds or dust around.

Plainly, someone came by often to clean up the tiny grave.

Lu Yun was at a loss. By his generation, his sect only had one disciple at a time so he couldn’t possibly have any peers. Besides, he operated in the world of darkness, and though he’d made a few friends, he’d never revealed his master or master’s grave.

“Someone you know?” Lu Yun took the little fox down from his head and looked seriously at her. “Who?”

The little fox was an expert at the empyrean realm. Her perception was far more sensitive than Lu Yun or Qing Yu’s. At least, Lu Yun hadn’t sensed any particular presence here.

The little fox looked blatantly back at him and responded dumbly, “It’s your presence.”

“Mine?” Lu Yun’s eyes widened and he looked at Qing Yu, who was equally confused. “I’ve come here before?” He looked askance at the little fox.

“It does seem like your presence, also feels a little different.” The little fox paused. “The you here is only a mortal…”

She suddenly shut her mouth as a somewhat thin figure came limping in from the distance. It was an elder over sixty years old, wearing a ragged shirt and looking to be in feeble health. He carried a basket in one hand and slowly approached the lonely grave.

“It’s the anniversary of your death today, master. This unfilial disciple Lu Yun has come to visit you.” The man put the basket on the ground and placed some fruit that was beginning to spoil in front of the grave. He then took out a flask of low quality spirits and started drinking.

Qing Yu opened and closed her mouth, but didn’t say anything. She could clearly see that the elder in front of them was Lu Yun. Though he looked different from her dao partner, the presence he emanated was the same as Lu Yun’s.

There’s another Lu Yun on the ancestor planet?

Lu Yun also remained silent and didn't reveal himself. He silently regarded the other him.

The Lu Yun in front of them was covered in injuries both large and small, and he’d broken his right calf once. It hadn’t recovered even now, which was the reason behind his limp. These injuries were most likely souvenirs from raiding tombs. The one on his right calf, in particular, had sounded the death knell on his tomb raiding career.

If Lu Yun hadn’t obtained the Tome of Life and Death and reincarnated to the world of immortals, would his fate be like the old man in front of them?