453 Senior Brother Chen Qing (1/2)
Wang Baole remembered the girl to be very pretty and very good-looking. But she was too thin… it seemed as if a breeze would knock her over.
Her thinness was what resulted in her weak immunity. In this strange state of consciousness, Wang Baole seemed to remember that in her next life, she had perished because of this exact reason.
Wang Baole felt that he should help this soul while he was painting the Corpse Face. He added a few additional strokes while following the image that had surfaced in his memory… Finally, he was done. He looked at the chubby-looking soul in the mirror and smiled, pleased with himself.
With a wave of his hand, the bewildered soul vanished, only to be replaced with another soul…
Wang Baole began his life of painting at the Dark Sect. He painted Corpse Faces every day. The fewest he painted were ten thousand faces, the most forty to fifty thousand faces a day. He had still been unfamiliar with the art, but he soon got used to it and began to paint with ease. He improved at a startling rate.
He didn't even need to look at the mirror. He could simply lift his hand and paint. Such an ability would prove to be useful and extremely effective when facing opponents in battle.
Time passed. It had been two weeks since Wang Baole returned to the Dark Sect. During this period, besides painting Corpse Faces, the face that he saw the most was his freckle-faced senior brother.
After finding out that Wang Baole had a dream while following their master off to ferry souls, and had woken up feeling slightly confused, his senior brother, Chen Qing, expressed great sympathy towards Wang Baole. He helped him organize his memories. This allowed Wang Baole to slowly recollect and clarify his memories during this period.
His memories prior to entering the Dark Sect remained vague, but his memories of the Dark Sect grew clearer. He knew that he wasn't only Ming Kunzi's disciple but that he also had more than a hundred senior brothers…
They were all Ming Kunzi's disciples. Their ages differed, with the eldest of them having already trained for nearly half a century. He himself had many disciples as well. Wang Baole was the youngest of all these disciples. Despite his young age and his later admission to the sect, his rank was considerably high.
This resulted in a great many disciples addressing him as Uncle-Master or other respectful terms when he was in the sect. Wang Baole felt extremely pleased with their address. This also further strengthened his resolve to become the sect lord of the Dark Sect!
He felt that this was the path that most suited him. The Federation President was something that happened in a dream. Even though he felt it quite a loss when he thought back about it, he reminded himself that he had simply woken up too soon. Else, he firmly believed that he would've become the Federation President in his dream.
As his memories of the Dark Sect came back to him, he also remembered the status that the Dark Sect held in this part of the universe. The Dark Sect controlled rebirth and death in this part of the universe. All that had perished were under its jurisdiction. The Dark Sect reigned supreme here, over countless civilizations and countless sects. It represented death!
This could clearly be seen in the name of this part of the universe. It was called… the Dark Universe!
The universe of the Dark Sect!
The place Wang Baole was only formed a small part of the Dark Universe. The Dark Sect was spread out across nine parts in the universe. These nine starfields were scattered across space, and a Grand Elder presided over each starfield. This region was presided over by Ming Kunzi!
While the Dark Sect was strong and powerful, the sect wasn't without its foe. Its archenemy was… formed from numerous powerful entities and civilizations that didn't wish to die. As a result, they came together and formed… the Never-Ending Clan!
They were called the Never-Ending Clan because ”Never-Ending ” represented the absence of an end. It stood for their desire to live forever. There would never be a day where they would face true death. Even if they should fall from grace, they would be reborn according to their own will instead of entering the cycle of rebirth, where all traces of their past lives would be wiped away before they were reborn into the next life!
The two entities were like life and death. They clashed numerous times in space. However, there seemed to be a pattern to their dance. There were never large-scale wars or battles. A balance had been struck. This was because the Never-Ending Clan didn't have full confidence of victory against the Dark Sect.
The Dark Sect had no ambitions of their own. The mission of the Dark Sect was to ferry the souls of the dead. They were to serve on behalf of the Heavenly Dao!
They didn't act in aggression. After all, balance was also a part of the Heavenly Dao!
Everything should be strange and foreign to him, but Wang Baole could still sense familiar memories surfacing clearly in his mind. He finally had a basic grasp of the Dark Sect and the universe.
He also realized what the stone monument the huge hordes of beasts and cultivators had been trying to construct on that planet was…
”This is the Dark Child Monument!” Wang Baole's senior brother, the freckle-faced youth, gazed at the distant stone monument and told Wang Baole. There was a tinge of pride in his eyes when he said that, as well as a deep fervor.