Chapter 488: Awakening Intelligence, Frustrated Yang Feiyun
“I’m talking to my ancestors, you finally responded.”
Looking at the flickering Bronze Fate Lamp in his hand, Yang Feiyun almost cried.
It’s been ten whole years!
This cold Fate Lamp finally reacted; if it hadn’t, Yang Feiyun seriously suspected that Chen Changsheng was already dead.
After calming his excited emotions, Yang Feiyun began to head in a specific direction.
Now, the only thing Yang Feiyun wanted to do was fulfill Chen Changsheng’s entrusted task and then leave this damned world.
Although his cultivation wasn’t high, he was still a powerful individual in the Immortal Sovereign Realm.
However, after arriving in this continent, he had been hunted multiple times.
The cultivators in this world were also part of the Sea of Suffering System, but the problem was, their bizarre techniques were too troublesome.
Disenchantment Techniques, Ghost Cultivation Techniques, Maoshan Techniques…
Cultivators here could sacrifice their lifespans in exchange for powerful strength in a short amount of time.
Faced with these unprecedented methods, even with the strength of the Immortal Sovereign Realm, Yang Feiyun was still chased all over the place.
…
“Baked buns! Steaming hot baked buns!”
A dirty child stood in front of a baked bun stall, his gurgling sounds proving how much he wanted food.
“Get lost!”
“Where did this little beggar come from? Don’t disturb my business.”
After being shooed away by the stall owner, the child said nothing but continued to stare longingly at the freshly baked buns from a distance.
“Child, do you want to eat?”
A voice rang out, and the child turned to find the speaker was an old man with dark skin.
Seeing this, the child nodded stiffly.
“Then I’ll buy you something to eat. Will you come home with me?”
“Okay!”
“What’s your name?”
“I can’t remember.”
Hearing this, the dark-skinned old man sighed and said softly, “In this life, I owe you one; in the next life, I will repay it.”
After speaking, the old man bought two baked buns and took the child away.
…
In a certain village.
“Old man, why are you back so late?”
“Our grandson can’t hold on much longer.”
An old woman rushed out of the wooden house, and faced with her husband’s urging, the old man said, “Finding a fate for a star-crossed child isn’t easy. If it weren’t to save our grandson, I would never do such a cruel thing.”
“Less talk, saving our grandson is the right thing to do.”
Saying this, the old woman dragged the old man back into the house.
The “little beggar” stood there, quietly observing everything.
Although he knew these two old folks had no good intentions, for some reason, the little beggar felt no fear at all.
Not long after, the old man came out of the house.
In his hand, he held a bright red garment with a set of birth characters written on it.
“Child, would you like to change into this red outfit?”
“Okay!”
Soon, the new red clothes were put on the little beggar.
The old man then led the little beggar to a cemetery.
“Child, stay here overnight. Tomorrow, I will buy you something to eat, okay?”
“Okay!”
Still responding stiffly, the little beggar showed no hint of fear in his eyes.
Seeing this, the old man gritted his teeth and then turned to leave the cemetery.
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Setting
Traditional Simplified
The sun gradually set, and the cemetery became noisy.
“Born with a Yin body, if we eat him, we can become ghost cultivators.”
In the face of these voices, the little beggar remained standing still.
But after a short while, the noisy voices suddenly disappeared, and a woman in a bright red outfit appeared in front of the little beggar.
“Young man, what’s your name?”
Looking at the red-clad woman, the little beggar stiffly raised his head and said, “I can’t remember.”
“Then when you remember, will you tell your sister?”
“No.”
“Why?”
“Because you do not have the right to hear my name.”
As soon as he spoke, the red-clad woman instantly became angry, her originally attractive face turning grotesque, and her delicate hands sprouting three-inch-long nails.
Just as the red-clad woman’s hand was about to pinch the little beggar’s neck, the little beggar suddenly trembled as he held a “fire stick.”
“Swish!”
A fine strand of golden light floated out; upon contact with this golden light, the red-clad woman instantly vanished.
At the same time, the little beggar’s red outer garment was also blown to pieces.
Once the surroundings regained their calm, the little beggar looked down at the torn red garments on the ground.
Muttering to himself, the little beggar said, “This body has no birth characters; hence, its intelligence hasn’t awakened.”
“If he wants to find me as a substitute, then I’ll take this set of birth characters from him.”
After saying this, the little beggar picked up the cloth with the birth characters written on it and swallowed it.
Ten breaths later, a hint of spirituality suddenly appeared in the little beggar’s eyes.
Looking at the eerie and terrifying environment around him, the little beggar shouted loudly and then ran away in a flash.
…
In the wooden house.
Seeing the horrendous scene inside, the little beggar immediately vomited.
The old man who bought himself baked buns was bleeding from all seven orifices and was dead, and his old wife had brutally cut open her own belly.
As for the child lying on the bed, who was about the same age as him, he had already turned into a dried corpse.
After clearing his stomach of all the contents, the little beggar looked at the three corpses and said, “Although I don’t know why I’ve become smart, this matter is likely related to you.”
“You wanted to harm me, yet it has instead benefited me.”
“Since we’ve met, I’ll do my part.”
Afterward, the little beggar wrapped the dried corpse of the child in a straw mat and buried it in the yard.
After doing all this, the little beggar wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, “It’s not that I don’t want to bury your two relatives; it’s that I really don’t have the ability.”
“If you know in the afterlife, please don’t come find me for trouble.”
After offering a silent tribute at the grave, the little beggar ransacked the room for dry rations and money.
Looking at the endless village path ahead, the little beggar munched on the dry rations and murmured, “Now that I’ve become smart, shouldn’t I give myself a name?”
“‘Changsheng’ is a pretty good name; how about I call myself that?”
“This name sounds like I could live a long time.”
Saying this, “Changsheng” disappeared along the village path.
As his intelligence awakened, Changsheng was no longer the foolish child he once was.
With so many mysteries surrounding him, if he wanted to completely unravel them, he had to venture into the wide world outside.
…
“Wait, why is this lamp out?”
Yang Feiyun stared blankly at the Bronze Fate Lamp in his hand; for over a decade, the flame of the Bronze Fate Lamp had never extinguished.
But just now, the lamp suddenly went out.
Facing such a situation, Yang Feiyun comforted himself, “Don’t panic; it’s just the lamp going out; it’s not a big deal.”
“Alive, you want to see people; dead, you want to see corpses. He won’t have such ease of trouble…”
