Chapter 2049: Don’t Go, Let’s Discuss Further

In other words, in the future, I am going to lose my Lifebound Immortal Artifact?

Losing the Lifebound Immortal Artifact can only mean one thing: I have fallen!

Prince Ming took a deep breath and asked, "War God, where did you get this?"

"From my mount."

"That cute little beast?"

The War God frowned, clearly disliking such descriptions of her.

Prince Ming coughed awkwardly, "Please, War God, tell me where you got this mount."

"An unknown Indestructible Spirit Body gave it to her."

"Unknown? Indestructible? Spirit Body?"

The War God looked at the Horse-Faced Bell, originally belonging to Little Taotie, in Prince Ming’s hand: "There are Otherworldly Spirits inside."

Prince Ming shook the Horse-Faced Bell. Being its original owner, the bell yielded to him, releasing the Ghosts upon his command.

The Ghost Servants trembled with fear.

Prince Ming scrutinized these Spiritual Bodies; apart from one man and one woman who seemed special, the rest were quite ordinary.

"Where do you come from, and why are you inside the Horse-Faced Bell?"

The man and woman were precisely Feng Qi’s disciple couple.

To obtain more accurate information, Prince Ming placed the two Spiritual Bodies in separate domains and questioned them individually.

Prince Ming used the True Word Skills, so even if they didn’t want to speak truthfully, they were compelled to.

"So... your mount isn’t your mount anymore, or rather, it still is, but it’s your future mount?" Prince Ming rubbed his temples, "I’m going to appear in a different world and become her mentor? I’m not fond of taking disciples, how could I end up taking one..."

The War God’s face was dark, her lips tightly pressed together.

Prince Ming mumbled to himself for a long while, summarizing, "So you’re saying your mount will die and reincarnate, and I too will fall and reincarnate to retrain?"

The War God’s icy aura was palpable.

Prince Ming sneezed.

For how many years, he had never felt cold again.

Today, with the War God’s arrival, not only did he feel cold, but he even sneezed, truly a rare occurrence.

Prince Ming coughed, "These are merely my assumptions; they might not come true. Now that we know the future, maybe we can change it."

The War God cast him a cool glance and turned to leave.

Prince Ming, holding two Horse-Faced Bells, felt at a loss, "Hey, how about I give you one of the bells?"

The War God coldly replied, "No need."

He didn’t want anything belonging to others to remain with his little girl, let alone such a personal item.

"Don’t leave, let’s discuss this further? This concerns the future..."

The War God had vanished.

Prince Ming sighed, "Reincarnate to retrain? Am I not strong enough now? Why do I need to retrain? Retraining is so difficult! What was I thinking, ending up taking a disciple? And the War God’s mount, isn’t that troublesome?"

The War God returned to the castle, seeing Feng Qi still there, she gave her a look of dismissal.

Feng Qi: "..."

Little Taotie blinked, "I feel like you’re saying something, but also nothing at all."

The Peach Tree chuckled, "It’s something you can’t understand now, but in due time you will. Whatever you can comprehend was meant to be."

Little Taotie frowned, sitting down under the old Peach Tree, she picked up a fallen peach: "If the destiny of a fallen peach is to become fertilizer, then I have changed this peach’s destiny."

"Grandfather Peach Tree, am I this peach?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Isn’t that what you meant?" Little Taotie tilted her head, puzzled.

"What I said, you have your own insights. Perhaps what I said didn’t mean that, but what you understand might be what you were meant to understand."

"What you said is so profound, I’m a bit confused now."