Capítulo 1460: Chapter 55: Re-cultivation
Lu Hong’s fainting due to the Netherworld God didn’t feel unexpected at all. After all, ever since Lu Hong t her several years ago, he hadn’t really slept.
Back then, with cultivation and abundant Power of Soul, it was naturally not a concern, but now, rely a mortal body, such behavior was undoubtedly a massive strain on the body.
The Netherworld God gently cradled Lu Hong in her arms, afraid that if she exerted any force, she might shatter Lu Hong.
Moreover, she slowly transferred a trace of pure Divine Power to nourish Lu Hong’s extrely weak soul.
And when Lu Hong awoke again, he found himself on a vast grassland, with a low house standing not far away, while he lay on a bed made of soft, fluffy grass.
Lu Hong rubbed his dizzy head, feeling as if he’d washed away a body-wide fatigue, feeling extraordinarily light.
“You’re awake?” The Netherworld God’s voice suddenly appeared behind Lu Hong.
Lu Hong didn’t feel surprised; it was normal for the Netherworld God to be nearby, her absence would be alarming.
“Is there anything to eat? I’m hungry.” Lu Hong pointed at his rumbling stomach.
There was no choice; previously, at the peak as the Divine Lord, he fasted, sustaining bodily functions with Divine Power. Now, severed from cultivation, mundane affairs ca rushing in.
“I’ve prepared everything for you.” The Netherworld God smiled slightly, leading Lu Hong to the low house not far away.
Outside the house was a small table, filled with various things… hmm…
Black stuff?
Anyway, Lu Hong couldn’t figure out what these things were.
But the Netherworld God recited them like treasures: “This dish is stir-fried rabbit at, this dish is braised elbow, this dish is twice-cooked pork, this dish…”
Looking at each dish that was black and completely identical, Lu Hong remained silent.
How the hell does she tell them apart?
“Alright, I’ll know once I eat.” Lu Hong interrupted the Netherworld God’s naming of the dishes helplessly.
Picking up a pair of chopsticks from the table, he grabbed a piece of the black stuff, took a deep breath, and tossed it into his mouth.
With a gentle bite, it exploded with juice, a hard-to-describe taste spreading throughout his mouth.
Almost made Lu Hong spit it out.
Then, a salty flavor instantly occupied Lu Hong’s entire nostrils.
Awful, extrely awful.
“How is it? Tasty?” The Netherworld God asked nervously, staring directly at Lu Hong.
Lu Hong forcefully swallowed the food in his mouth, then turned to the Netherworld God and said, “I… don’t want to deceive you; to be honest, it’s really, really awful.”
After pondering for a mont, Lu Hong decided to tell the truth. This kind of thing, eating once was torture, eating twice or thrice, might make one suicidal.
Upon hearing Lu Hong’s answer, the Netherworld God’s mood instantly fell, responding with a simple “Oh.”
“Did you not taste it yourself?”
“No, why would I eat it? It was all cooked for you and was my first ti cooking; I don’t care whether it’s good or not, but since it was my first ti, you must eat it all without leaving anything!” The Netherworld God spoke stubbornly, demanding Lu Hong comply.
“No way, this is killing ; I bet I’d die at your hands before Long Ben beats . You don’t believe ? Try a piece yourself; it’ll make you want to die.”
“I don’t believe it…” The Netherworld God discontentedly picked up a piece and tossed it into her mouth, then… nothing more.
Three minutes later, the Netherworld God and Lu Hong appeared in a human town, ordering a table of dishes.
Lu Hong ate heartily, while the Netherworld God watched with lancholy eyes.
After eating and drinking, Lu Hong patted his round belly, then rembered so questions and spoke to the Netherworld God: “Where is this place? Why is there a human settlent? Also, you ordered so much food; do you have money to pay?”
“I don’t know where this is either; I just found the nearest little world and entered it. As for money, I certainly have!” The Netherworld God smiled, raising her hand to grab a handful of golden leaves from the void.
“Boss, the bill, here’s extra gold leaf as a tip. The dishes were good!” Lu Hong pulled out a piece of golden leaf, slapping it on the table, then got up and left with the Netherworld God.
With that shiny golden leaf on the table, the innkeeper didn’t have the slightest intention of stopping them: “Take care, both of you, co again!”
“Was their food really that good?” On the way back, the Netherworld God felt slightly unwilling: “I put so much love into my dish, why can’t it compare to a casual inn’s kitchen?”
“That’s not how it works; love is ant to be felt, not tasted. Through your food, I’ve already felt your overflowing love, but I’m now ruled by the Ge Fan people’s senses; if it were before, I’d guarantee eating a whole table without a breath.” With this, Lu Hong keenly sensed a change in the Netherworld God’s entire deanor.
Previously, how could the Netherworld God show such a childish side?
It seems the Netherworld God really thinks she’s not a match for Long Ben, believing her death is certain, thus shedding her icy façade to show a never-before-seen side, though this side seed to place a burden on her.
Returning once more to the dwelling in the wild, Lu Hong didn’t waste any ti because he had more pressing matters to attend to.
Picking up an Iron Sword that the Netherworld God had snatched from the town, Lu Hong first sat cross-legged, placing the Iron Sword horizontally before him, closed his eyes, and ditated, recalling Jin Wudi’s past life.
Eliminating the mundane daily life, he focused only on the essence of swordsmanship, continually understanding within his heart.
After a full two hours, Lu Hong slowly opened his eyes, got up, and gripped the ordinary Iron Sword.
He began swinging the sword.
The skillful sword moves seed ingrained in muscle mory, starting an endless cycle of swinging and chopping.
Without the support of Divine Power, the sword moves now seed extrely ordinary, yet Lu Hong swung earnestly, diligently.
Day one, day two, day three, day four. The relentless sword-swinging filled every day of Lu Hong’s life.
Ti flew by, Long Ben stood on a high mountain peak platform, overlooking the valley below at the constantly expanding and bursting illusion bubble, lost in deep thought.
Just then, a young Titan approached Long Ben, speaking: “What are you thinking about?”
“I’m wondering if this world is real.”
Upon hearing Long Ben’s words, the young High Priest gasped, then surprisingly looked at Long Ben, saying: “Are you an idiot? Are you questioning the entire world?!”
Long Ben shot a dissatisfied glance at the young Titan, asking: “Is there a problem with that?”
“Well, according to you, if this world is all fake, doesn’t that an we are fake too?”
“Yes, just like these colorful bubbles, constantly rising, bursting, rising again, bursting again.”
Upon hearing Long Ben’s words, the young Titan rolled his eyes, saying: “You’re silly, a completely fake world, how could it be possible!”
“Then tell , if it’s not a fake world, why are people suddenly erased or extracted from this world?” Long Ben was still wrestling with this question, feeling it was even more important than defeating Taichu Evil Thought.
“This…////” The young Titan fell silent, unable to answer the question for now, but said: “Don’t worry, I’m currently inheriting the High Priest’s teachings, it’s almost there, soon, once I fully grasp the High Priest’s abilities, I will find the root cause of this matter as soon as possible.”
“Hurry, I have an inkling that if this matter is resolved, many things will fall into place.”
“So, you think this matter might relate to the world’s safety?”
“I don’t know, but after seeing that little man of the Netherworld God, I got this feeling, yet it feels like I’m surrounded by a fog, creating a sense of my awareness being blocked by soone, I first felt a controlled illusion. Though it was just for a mont, I truly felt it.
Hearing Long Ben’s words, the young Titan’s face gradually turned serious, realizing that affecting Long Ben’s consciousness was a frightening affair.
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