Chapter 888 - The Zealous Xie Haiyang! (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Their cultivation is an illusion, but they’re living real lives… Wang Baole sighed softly. He couldn’t describe the emotions he was feeling, but he knew that he would do everything he could to prevent the Federation, his home, from falling into a similar state.

There’s nothing worth investigating here anymore. I should get a closer look at the seal… find out if there are other ways to get out of this place. Wang Baole shook his head secretly. He was about to get to his feet and leave when the young woman next to him stood as well. She had a look of confusion on her face as she stared at Wang Baole. After some hesitation, she spoke.

“Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment.”

Wang Baole stopped in his tracks and turned towards the young woman who had spoken to him. He had sensed her gaze on him earlier. Through his Divine Will, he had also sensed something special about the young woman.

There was a strange fire inside her body. It was extremely well hidden. If not for the fact that Wang Baole’s cultivation was almost at the Planet realm and that he was a Dark Child, he wouldn’t have been able to sense the fire at all.

The fire appeared to be a kind of seed. A cultivator who must have been at least at the Planet realm had dispersed it at his moment of death. In fact… Wang Baole believed that this hadn’t been the only seed that the Planet realm cultivator had dispersed.

Some remnant will of the native planet, perhaps? Wang Baole wasn’t particularly interested after his initial glance. The chance of resurrecting oneself through remnants of one’s will was close to zero in the Earth Spirit civilization’s current environment. The only thing such remnants achieved was to allow its hosts to acquire some actual cultivation.

However, environmental constraints put a limit on how much actual cultivation one could get. One could only reach the Core Formation realm in the current environment.

If he weren’t trapped there, Wang Baole might have been interested in chatting with the young woman. However, he wasn’t in the mood for that now. After a brief glance, he spoke coolly.

“We’re not meant to be.” Having said that, he turned away and walked out. The young man called Taizhong, who was seated next to the young woman, sighed a breath of relief when he saw Wang Baole’s reaction. That being said, he had to uphold the pride of the person he liked, so he put a stern look on his face and snorted.

“Stop right there. No one said you could leave!” The young man was clearly used to having his way. He took a step forward as he spoke and made a grab for Wang Baole. But just as his hand was about to land on Wang Baole, he froze suddenly. A look of bewilderment appeared in his eyes as he stood behind Wang Baole. Things returned to normal in the next moment. It was as if he couldn’t see Wang Baole at all. He turned back to his companions, laughing loudly.

“Let’s grab a bite before returning to the sect.” Those words… were the same words that he had uttered earlier when they had first arrived. His repetition of those same utterances should have been a bizarre sight, but no one, including the other customers, the inn master, or his companions, including the young woman with a special fire inside her, showed any hints of confusion or suspicion. It was as if nothing was wrong.

The young man soon sat down, and his fellow disciples began chatting happily again.

“Senior Brother Taizhong, you’ve proven yourself once again…”

Time seemed to have rewound to the point when the five cultivators had first stepped into the inn. Only this time, Wang Baole had stepped out of the busy inn, his solitary silhouette looking lonesome as he walked into the distance.

He wasn’t particularly bothered by what those ordinary people had said. With his level of cultivation and a simple Dark Dream, he could modify the memories of everyone in the inn without their knowledge.

After his silhouette vanished completely from sight, the young woman called Xiuyan, who was seated next to Taizhong, looked up again. She stared into the horizon and at the spot where Wang Baole had disappeared with a slightly lost look in her eyes.

“Junior Sister Xiuyan, what are you looking at?”

“Nothing.” The young woman shook her head and returned to the conversation. Then, subconsciously, without her knowledge, she trembled once.