Bao Mountain in the outskirts of Yanyun is a cetery.
And in the hard-to-reach high areas of the Bao Mountain range lay buried the Transcendents from the association of that year.
Apart from a few Transcendents whose bones were taken back to their sects by their disciples, most of them slumbered here.
It had always been looked after by mbers of the association.
Later, with the ergence of the Evolution Ga, it also beca the resting place for the sacrificed official mbers.
At this mont, as the early sun began to rise, Li Changhe and others also ca to this cetery unknown to outsiders.
It could be coincidence, or perhaps the mysterious work of fate.
The sectless Ghost Hand was also placed among the disciples of the sects, lying next to the mute girl.
Of course, it’s unlikely they would whisper anything to each other.
Because the second-generation disciples and Li Kun were right beside them.
Li Changhe gazed at the tombstone before him for a long while, then took out a large iron umbrella and Swallowtail knife, placing them in front of the tombstone. The two weapons leaned against each other, just like their owners.
"I brought your daughter-in-law to see you. I won’t hide it from you, I decided it was her when I was eight years old. Now that I think about it, my dad also said he set his mind on mom when he was little. Guess I’m a lot like dad... of course, except for being henpecked, ha." Li Changhe said, holding Xiao Nan’s hand, in front of Ghost Hand and the mute girl’s tombstone, "We’ll also co to see you often. If you need anything, you can find in your dreams. Although I’m not sure if pulling dreams is reliable..."
"Elder, the association is growing rapidly now, and the system of the Extraordinary is also flourishing. Moreover, I will look after it. Don’t worry."
"Dear uncles and aunts, your disciples are now the high ranks of the sect. With as the junior master, I must say we are solid as a rock."
"And don’t worry about , I’m doing very well."
Li Changhe rambled on for a while, and then he and Xiao Nan together placed bouquets in front of the tombstones.
"I rember you all liked to eat the noodles I cooked, luckily, I like to keep ready-made ones in my [Backpack]." Li Changhe said, taking out several bowls of noodles from his [Backpack] and placing them in front of the tombstones, "Don’t worry, I rember. Dad doesn’t want it spicy, big on minced garlic. Mom likes cilantro, not much spice. Grandpa wants extra spicy and cilantro. Uncle wants to add everything..."
A little distance away, Pan Ke did not approach, but instead quietly watched them with Chen Yu and several other association mbers.
"He is your junior master uncle, you must take good care of him," Chen Yu spoke.
"Naturally, it’s our duty for what we owe," Pan Ke said quietly, "As for the Tianyan Association... they will indeed pay the most tragic price!"
...
On the way back from the cetery, Li Changhe felt profoundly exhausted.
Actually, it wasn’t the physical weariness from the two battles with the Corpse God, but a level of spiritual fatigue.
Having faced too many shocks, even Li Changhe couldn’t avoid a state of complete ntal and emotional exhaustion. Therefore, Chen Yu suggested he rest well for now.
Especially after painting the Corpse God on the Black Great Wall.
Li Changhe didn’t feel any great sense of vengeance fulfilled, instead, he felt even more tired.
So, upon returning to the family apartnt, without even taking the ti to wash the blood off his body, Li Changhe leaned on the couch and fell into a deep sleep.
After an indeterminate amount of ti, Li Changhe weakly woke up.
He found himself lying in the soft comfort of his bed, his clothing changed into clean sleeping robes, the blood on his body also washed clean. It seems Xiao Nan took advantage of him while he slept.
Xiao Nan was sitting by the bed reading a book, wearing a pure white robe and a pair of black-rimd glasses, the soft bedside lamp casting her in an intellectual and hazy beauty.
Li Changhe watched her for a long ti, then stretched out his arms to embrace her slim waist, rubbing his cheek against her.
Xiao Nan set aside her book, reaching out to gently stroke Li Changhe’s head.
Misfortune had already passed, it was all in the past... Now, he had to protect everything he owned. He would never allow any misfortune to happen again.
"Hungry? Should I make you so food?" Xiao Nan asked softly.
"No need," Li Changhe slid his hands into the girl’s robe, caressing her smooth thighs. Then, looking at her increasingly rosy ears, he whispered, "I’ll do it myself..."
"Mmm..."
(Sa old rules, I guess)
...
But what Li Changhe did not know was that, during the ti he was asleep,
Since General Li Ba painted over a divine creature on the wall, another major event had burst forth within the [Player] community.
’Chen Mazi appears again, plundering another ghost train.’
’The believers of the Divine Existence at the train’s final destination... they abandoned the train and ran off?’
’Damn, he’s that aweso?’
’Acting high and mighty with a feather duster as a command baton, that damn Chen Guang! It’s definitely him!’
This ti it wasn’t soone else being frad; Chen Guang himself had really gone and robbed a train. He intended to enter a strange space called the final stop through the train.
Since he was followed by a young man in a nursing uniform, that Divine Existence did not dare to show its face, instead instructing its believers to cut off the ghost train’s connection and to abandon it imdiately and flee.
The major player organizations planning to use the ghost train for trade were dumbfounded. Your ghost train has such a fierce reputation, and yet you don’t even have the courage to resist?
With the train being robbed, the passengers on board looked like they had bad luck for eighteen generations.
Apart from a small portion who jumped off and fled, the majority obediently handed over their equipnt and materials.
This caused a number of player organizations to hate Chen Mazi to the bone; the ghost train’s secrecy and fairness were well-suited for their trades.
After all, trading certain items on the [Exchange] and the [forum] would probably get one hanged by the officials.
Their goods were more suited for deals on the ghost train, yet the train had been robbed twice in a row. The loss of the goods was one thing, but the reaction of the train’s stakeholders had driven them to despair. There were only three ghost trains within Hua Country’s borders. With two out of commission, the third stopped coming altogether. Their trading route was cut off.
Stopping soone’s livelihood is like killing their parents; the resentnt was instantaneous and huge.
Just as those player organizations were cursing Chen Mazi, or rather Chen Guang,
The officials were also fuming because... bringing their own ancestor to commit a robbery was just too... excessive! How bad does that look?
The ancestors are getting led astray... What? It was Ancestor Chiyou’s suggestion?
Then it’s fine. As a Primordial Demon God, the ancestor surely has his quirks.
What’s wrong with raiding with his Transcendent Soldier descendants?
If you have a problem with it, go confront Him. What does it have to do with us?
anwhile, Chen Guang was oblivious to all this and was tallying up the loot with the Jiang surna youth, saying, "Ancestor, I just updated my intelligence level. Apparently, that kid has already activated the first stage of his Mythical State. He even painted a divine creature onto the Black Great Wall. Impressive, right? He’s my disciple!"
"Oh, really? Then he has caught up to you in controlling Divinity," the Jiang surna youth chuckled, "Truly worthy of being the inheritor of my strength. Too bad Xuanyuan isn’t here; I have nowhere to show off."
Chen Guang pondered for a mont and realized that trying to impress in front of Ancestor Chiyou was not satisfying.
After all, the one getting all the credit was always the ancestor.
"Tch, I was hasty."
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