Chapter 381 - Child (1/2)

Wang Ling was still unconscious but his psyche was in a while plane of existence within his mind, it was a place he had been so many times before — his mindscape.

In that place he was alone without anyone to talk to, the Gray Figure whose soul existed in the stream of the Holy and True Devil Qi had already created its own existence and left him.

'Well, at least I now have a place to train my technique during my sleep.' Wang Ling said while acting as though this was perfectly normal.

However, while he was thinking in this manner, Wang Ling felt another presence a sword manifested in his hand, and then swung it without any hesitation.

He turned around and stopped his blade only when it reached the neck of the enemy before him, ”Who are you, no, rather, what are you?”

”I do wonder, what do you think I am?”

Before Wang Ling was a white figure, it had the distinct feature of long glowing hair and short stature like that of a young girl but — it had no facial feature.

It touched Wang Ling's sword, gently pushed it away, ”…do you really not remember me?”

The white figure was saddened, it began stuttering, panicking as though something big happened. It wished to get to Wang Ling, it walked to him in silence, ”Plea-please, remember, I-I don't want to be forgotten again, please — remember me… Father.”

”What are you saying?”

Wang Ling wished to understand her, sadly, the more she spoke the more he failed to understand what the hell was going on. Father? He did not remember having a child with anybody, was his union with Bai Xue resulted in the creation of life?

If so, then how did their child managed to infiltrate his mind? All of this made no sense, but then, a distant memory surfaced.

”No, I have met this being… but when? Where? I know it had happened, but… ahhhhhhhh! That time — I saw you before when the gray figure appeared before me and ”warned” me about the False Nobles… when I reached Royalty — are you the personification of the Holy Qi? No, should I call you the Angelic Qi?”

The being was happy by his words, it smiled and jumped into him with open arms, the being hugged Wang Ling as tight as it could, ”It does not matter how you refer to me. I have missed you, father.”

Its words struck Wang Ling and upon coming into contact with him a stream of information flowing into his mind.

The image continued to flash as if it wanted to be assimilated.

His mind was in a chaotic mess, memories that did not exist before overtook him, the figure of a man holding a young girl's hand appeared.

Holding onto his head, Wang Ling could barely hold on to his sanity. He held onto it in desperation and fell to his knees. The image brought him to a time when there was nothing but darkness and the girl giving life to worlds.

”Ack! What is this?”

The little girl held onto Wang Ling's head, whispering to him, ”Do not fight it, Father, this is the memory you need to receive, the memory of the past the Gray Figure as you call it stopped me from imparting… stop resisting and accept everything.”

Through the white figure's wishes, Wang Ling saw the truth about the Holy Qi, its birth and its existence, and something beyond.

At first, there was nothing but then, in the darkness a man appeared and birthed the stream of life.

This stream had no form, but through its presence, worlds and laws existed, the elements flourished and life bloomed because of it.

The stream at first had no sentience, but under the presence of the Creator, it grew a mind of its own.

The stream came out of its very existence, the stream that creates life was a part of the creator thus, it sought out its progenitor or its father.