Chapter 1606 - 171: Homecoming (Part 1)

Chapter 1606: Chapter 171: Homecoming (Part 1)

The Holy Light suffused Green Moss Cliff.

Master Ni Yu extended two fingers, gently tapping her forehead.

There was a hint of reluctance on her face.

After all...

The inscription inheritance she just received from the Holy Emperor, to hand it off in less than half a day, seemed a bit too fast.

Rays of brilliant light gathered at Master Ni Yu’s fingertips, eventually infusing into a jade scroll.

She tossed the jade scroll.

"Master Xie, these are the Divine Soul inheritances I just obtained..."

Master Ni Yu said solemnly, "If you don’t trust me, you can check it."

"No need."

Xie Xuanyi received the jade scroll and just briefly scanned it with Divine Thought.

He understood well.

Such profound inheritance could not be fabricated in a short time.

Of course, there was another very important reason.

Xie Xuanyi knew.

Master Ni Yu wouldn’t dare to deceive him.

"Here you go."

Xie Xuanyi was quite forthcoming, obtaining the inscription inheritance, immediately summoning the Bronze Sword from the Divine Sea and tossing it to Master Ni Yu.

"...Thank you."

Master Ni Yu accepted the sword, feeling relieved, letting out a long breath.

The heavy stone pressing on her heart for years.

Finally released.

"As for Bronze Immortal Gold, in time, someone will bring it."

Xie Xuanyi naturally wouldn’t go to the Ruins himself to fetch the Immortal Gold.

He would inform the Saint Prince of the location of the Primordial Immortal Hall’s ancient remnants.

Great Ape Mountain owed him a huge favor.

Xie Xuanyi knew that for forging the Immortal Sword with the required Bronze Immortal Gold, the Saint Prince would take care of it for him.

...

...

Leaving the Ancient World of Battle Saint Peak.

The world was clear and bright.

The faint blood clouds that once lingered between heaven and earth were now dispersed by the wind.

A figure sat cross-legged in front of the mountain gate.

The Python Robe fluttered in the breeze.

It was Sea Surfing King.

"Brother Chu, why the gloomy face?"

Xie Xuanyi halted, coming to sit beside Sea Surfing King.

The Great Tribulation had passed, the world was at peace.

Yet Chu Lin’s expression held little joy, as he sat silently in front of the mountain gate of Battle Saint Peak, staring into the distance, lost in thought.

Clearly.

He had been sitting in this position for quite some time.

He had been waiting for Xie Xuanyi.

"I never imagined there would be such a day."

Chu Lin looked at Xie Xuanyi.

His expression was somewhat complex.

These years felt like a dream or an illusion.

When Polu fell into the North Sea, he was prepared to die for Great Chu... He knew he couldn’t kill the Holy Empress, so he resolved to become a sharp blade in Mr. Chen’s hand, piercing the heart of the Demon Country.

Just a few years.

The Holy Empress was dead, Sun Erosion was dead too.

Now, the century-long North-South war was about to conclude.

In his heart, Chu Lin was naturally happy, but with the end of the war, the surrounding silence left him feeling somewhat clueless.

He didn’t know where he should go next.

"This day was meant to come."

Xie Xuanyi lowered his eyes, gently comforting, "Brother Chu has sacrificed for the righteousness of Great Chu... Now that all regrets are resolved, you should relax a bit."

"Yes..."

Chu Lin smiled.

He raised his head, looking at the sky, murmuring, "Sun Erosion is dead, Nether Sea is dead, Ling Chenzi is dead too... After today, where should I go?"

He was merely a Dark Child.

Hiding in the Demon Country.

For the deaths of Sun Erosion and Nether Sea, he played a significant role.

Now the mission was accomplished.

"Doesn’t Brother Chu want to return to Great Chu?"

Xie Xuanyi frowned slightly, surprised by Chu Lin’s melancholy.

Great Chu.

It was Chu Lin’s hometown.

Who wouldn’t want to retire with honor and return to their homeland in glory?

"I do, and I don’t."

Chu Lin said self-deprecatingly, "Great Chu now... is not the same as it was before. It’s not that Great Chu has become bad, just that those old friends of mine are either dead or lost. I have nothing left to linger on, no attachments."

The Chu Family lost the title of feudal kings.

Although Chen Jingxuan discreetly protected many.

But those close to Chu Lin... were difficult to fully protect. Years ago, Chu Lin had already prepared to cut ties for the ’Lichao City Incident.’ To infiltrate the Demon Country without reservations, he had sacrificed all he had.

"Surely there are some friends."

Xie Xuanyi was at a loss for words, after a long pause, he finally managed to say something half-heartedly comforting.

"There are a few friends."

Chu Lin smiled, sighed lightly, "But Xie Xuanyi, you should understand as well... In one’s life, there’s always something worth living for."

Ten years ago.

He lived to kill the Holy Empress.

Three years ago.

He lived to overthrow the Demon Country.

Now, with peace in the world.

Chu Lin’s greatest wish was fulfilled, yet his heart suddenly felt empty and restless.

He didn’t know what he should do or could do now.

Return to Great Chu and reclaim a title?

If he cared about this "nominal position," why would he endure humiliation back then?

"Perhaps I can show you a path."

Xie Xuanyi said softly, "If you are unwilling to return to Great Chu, then go to the Snow Mountain."

"Snow Mountain?"

Chu Lin was startled, bewildered.

"Just go."

Xie Xuanyi took out a Lotus Token from his sleeve, placing it into Sea Surfing King’s palm.

Xie Xuanyi said earnestly, "Brother Chu, when you reach the Snow Mountain, someone will tell you what to do next."

...

...

Recently, the Great Chu Imperial City had been experiencing continuous rain.

Today was another rainy day.

Yet, the street was not deserted; rather it was bustling, with many tourists seeking shelter in teahouses, having tea, playing chess, and chatting leisurely.

Chen Jingxuan sat on the second floor of a teahouse, opening the window, silently watching the rain outside.

The rain suddenly became light, fluttering.

With a hint of chill.

"...

Chen Jingxuan’s hand holding the tea cup trembled slightly, he noticed this extremely subtle chill, and asked softly, "Has the message arrived?"

"The message has arrived."

A snow-white figure appeared in the private room on the second floor.

The Snow Master’s voice was somewhat urgent, tinged with excitement, as she presented a jade scroll with both hands, hurriedly saying, "Sir. From Great Ape Mountain, both Nether Sea Venerable and Ling Chenzi have perished together... The news seems real, to ensure its accuracy, I specifically contacted Tianyuan Mountain of the Taoist Sect."