Chapter 269

Chapter 269: Just Some Sadness (Part Four)

A vast basin appeared in Lu Ye’s view.

Lin Chuyue gently sniffled, her eyes already swimming with tears.

The Drunken Sword Daoist had started to chug down alcohol.

These two seemed to be in a massive emo phase.

Lu Ye also felt a surge of overwhelming emotions washing over him, a wave of various sadness.

Huh?

This feels so familiar?

When he heard that name, Lu Ye felt like this thing was a gathering of emotional power from the human world.

And sure enough, here he was.

However, compared to the situation in the Sadness Cave and the Reincarnation Obsession he had experienced, it was like comparing a small fry to a big deal.

“This is the Sadness Cave… just getting close makes you wanna cry…” Lin Chuyue’s voice already had a weepy tone.

“Everyone’s the same…”

After saying that, she caught a glimpse of Lu Ye’s clear eyes and couldn’t help but freeze for a moment.

She hesitated.

“If you wanna cry, just cry. Isn’t there a saying that men can weep openly too…”

Instead of crying, Lu Ye burst into laughter.

“It’s nothing, just a bit of sadness. I’m going to check it out.” Lu Ye shot straight toward the Sadness Cave.

“Hey, don’t be impulsive, boohoo…”

In a panic, Lin Chuyue cried out loud, tears streaming down her face like they were nothing special.

“Lu Ye, don’t get close, you’ll self-destruct!”

The Drunken Sword Daoist also shouted anxiously.

But Lu Ye had already reached the cave entrance.

“I’m fine, don’t worry!”

His eyes remained bright, with no signs of tears, starkly contrasting with the teary-eyed Lin Chuyue.

How could he be fine?

At this moment, both the Drunken Sword Daoist and Lin Chuyue felt it was utterly unbelievable.

They had both felt the power of the Sadness Cave before; no matter how well-prepared they were, once they got close, tears would flow uncontrollably, and they would question the meaning of life and cultivation.

Yet, right now, Lu Ye’s eyes didn’t even redden.

Was it because his Dao heart was solid, or was he just living too blissfully?

No way, he was being chased every day, from the First Heaven to the Second Heaven; he even heard he didn’t have a single friend. How could that be bliss?

Or could it be that he had experienced things more painful than the sadness brought by the Sadness Cave?

So the effect of the Sadness Cave on him wasn’t that deep after all?

After a man has endured the pain of chickens flying and eggs breaking, it seems like all the world’s pain becomes trivial.

Lu Ye ignored the duo’s astonishment, gazing into the Sadness Cave, which displayed dreamy colors, predominantly blue.

Inside, it looked like it was filled with glowing blue jelly, and an endless stream of sorrowful energy was gathering here.

Lu Ye tossed a stone in.

“Puff!”

The stone turned to dust.

Lu Ye began to hurl stones into it, but it didn’t do a thing.

“Waaah, it’s useless! We tried to fill it up too, but we couldn’t, waaaah…”

Lu Ye punched inward.

But the punch dissipated quickly.

He tossed in two souls, which trembled and cried, breaking apart.

Suddenly, he wondered: if this thing went unmanaged, would it eventually become something like the Dark Source after tens of thousands or even millions of years?

It’s possible!

However, Lu Ye had already begun to conceive a solution.

The sadness here had formed a certain climate, whether intentionally or unintentionally absorbing worldly sorrow.

It fixed the cave’s position, undisturbed by anything.

Lu Ye dug underground, but found no trace of the cave there.

It looked like a real cave, but it had formed into a special space.

The entrance was here; you could only enter through the entrance, no other way.

There was only one method.

Lu Ye suddenly jumped into the Sadness Cave.

“Lu Ye!”

“Lu Ye!”

Two startled cries rang out simultaneously.

In an instant, an ocean of sadness surged into Lu Ye, trying to invade his soul and thoughts.

Come on!

Bring it all!

Lu Ye’s eyes remained steady, and a tremendous sucking force emanated from within him.

Just a bit of sadness, so what?

The Reincarnation Obsession couldn’t mess with him; this sadness was far too weak.

The sadness accumulated for who knows how long frantically drilled into Lu Ye’s body.

A gust of wind kicked up, and a figure rushed toward Lu Ye—once a cultivator who had fallen into the Sadness Cave, now lost in thought.

A sword strike cut through.

The figure disintegrated.

Shadows rushed toward Lu Ye from the dreamlike blue, like frenzied ghosts; none of these were sentient beings and wouldn’t be affected by the Aroma of Achievement in Dao.

Yet all that could be swallowed by the Sadness Cave were weak existences; after all, no one’s Heaven and Earth Realm was that stupid.

After shattering all those figures, Lu Ye continued to absorb the power of this sadness.

His mind was flooded with chaotic images, but Lu Ye effortlessly brushed them away.

Once, these images could wound Lu Ye’s heart; those memories felt like reopening old wounds.

But now, he was no longer the same person.

Even if he had been battered and bruised in the past, even if today he was the target of criticism, so what?

What could it change?

Absorb!

Absorb!

Absorb!

Lu Ye became completely enveloped in blue, like transforming into a Smurf.

“Ding, host is so blue!”

“Beep, host, blue!”

Keep absorbing!

Just how much sadness can a person endure?

Lu Ye can answer: infinitely!

No amount of sadness could shatter the resilient heart of a strong person.

Until the last drop of sadness was absorbed by Lu Ye.

Lu Ye looked around the cave; it seemed like… a treasure?

The Vermilion Bird Flame soared out, beginning to burn within, while Lu Ye fluctuated with Spiritual Energy, cleansing the surrounding attachments as if refining artifacts.

It really was a treasure!

An incredibly ancient treasure, possibly existing even before the Chaos Era.

Lu Ye wanted to refine it but didn’t know where to start.

But that wasn’t a big deal.

“System, run a simulation!”

“Ding, simulating!”

Lu Ye entered a state of simulation, and in an instant, countless brilliant ideas appeared in his mind.

The Vermilion Bird Flame began to morph.

The flames swiftly wove through the patterns, while Lu Ye’s essence blood also surged into those lines along with the Vermilion Bird Flame.

Until the refining was completed.

Lu Ye’s figure rose slowly from the Sadness Cave entrance.

A blue glow erupted, exuding a powerful sense of sorrow.

“He’s out!”

Lin Chuyue thought Lu Ye would die inside, but he emerged completely unscathed.

“He doesn’t look like he’s in trouble; the sadness of the Sadness Cave seems to have had no effect on him? Does he not have a heart?”

“Lu Ye, who exactly are you? How could a normal person accomplish such a feat?”

But at this moment, Lu Ye spoke up.

“Step back; I’m going to return this sadness to the world.” Lu Ye stated.

If all went well, he might just make 99.999% of the people in the Fourth Heaven cry.

In an instant, the blue light blazed.