chsdbacks Chapter 851: He’s a Madman
Chapter 851: He’s a Madman
Chapter 851: Chapter 851: He’s a Madman Home at last.
Xu Lai returned to Haitang Court. It was already late, and his daughter Yiyi and son Ping’an were fast asleep in their rooms.
Xu Lai took off his clothes and immersed himself in the hot spring pool in the backyard, his head submerged in the water, trying hard to empty his chaotic thoughts.
It was a full half-hour before Xu Lai sat up from the water.
He saw a woman sitting by the pool, her feet dipped in the water, hands resting on the edge. She smiled at him and said:
"You’re back."
"Wife..."
Xu Lai was taken aback. He could have sworn he sensed that they were all asleep when he came home.
"I dreamt you came back, and when I woke up, it turned out to be true."
Ruan Tang gently entered the water, swam over to Xu Lai, and asked, "You have something on your mind."
Xu Lai let out a self-deprecating laugh.
How could he not have something on his mind?
He had become entangled in a Karmic Tribulation.
Not just one or two souls’ Karmic Tribulation either.
In less than an hour of setting the array, at least tens of millions of Immortal Domain souls were slain by the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation.
Tribulation.
Once it’s set.
He is certain to die.
The higher the Boundary, the quicker the death.
Fortunately, Xu Lai used Divine Skills to hide the great tribulation above his head, so those below the Emperor Realm couldn’t see it, saving Sikong Jiu from crying all the way to bother him.
"You see, you have a lot of good qualities." Ruan Tang spoke up.
"Naturally."
Xu Lai straightened his body.
"But."
Ruan Tang stared directly at Xu Lai: "You like to keep a lot of things to yourself, bearing them alone."
"We are husband and wife; we should support each other, understand each other, comfort each other."
"The things you can’t tell others can be shared with me. The exhaustion you can’t show to others, you can show to me."
"Now that you’re home, don’t be so tired."
"Alright, honey?"
"..."
In the water, Xu Lai gently held Ruan Tang, wanting to explain but unable to speak.
After a long time,
Xu Lai finally let out a breath of stagnant air: "Wife, I’m so tired."
"And is that Yuan Ying even behaving like a human? Sealing the Samsara Sea, using innocent souls to fill the Realm Gate. Damn it, I just want to beat the crap out of him!"
Ruan Tang said nothing.
She wrapped her arms around Xu Lai, rested her head on his shoulder, listening to his rare ramble, to him saying words he almost never said.
Xu Lai cursed for a full half-hour, stopping only when his mouth was dry and throat was parched.
"Done cursing?" Ruan Tang asked.
"Not done."
Xu Lai gasped for air: "A bit thirsty."
He had cursed Yuan Ying’s ancestors for hundreds of generations, and whether they could hear or not was another story, but it felt incredibly satisfying!
"Here, drink some wine to moisten your throat, and continue."
"Wife, you’re so considerate."
"I’m your wife, after all."
"Gulp, gulp."
Xu Lai drank heavily, the wine trickling down his lips onto Ruan Tang’s face. She licked it, "So spicy."
"That’s why I have to curse him more!"
This time, Xu Lai drank and cursed simultaneously, going on for a full two hours while Ruan Tang listened for the same amount of time.
By the end of it,
The once spirited Xu Lai found his body increasingly weak. At first, Ruan Tang leaned against him, but later it became him leaning against Ruan Tang.
And then...
Xu Lai fell asleep.
Ruan Tang raised her head, looking at the sky, where a single bright moon hung high and murmured, "Such dark clouds."
...
...
Eastern Immortal Domain.
In a remote corner of the Seventieth-second Domain’s star system, on a star called Sifang Star.
This star was covered with pockmarked holes and fragments of Magic Artifacts, with pits still containing many decayed white bones of corpses.
Blood had long since coagulated, turning the star’s earth a dark brown.
Evidently.
A massacre of unimaginable horror happened here.
On this star stood a very tall mountain, about twenty thousand feet high. At its peak was an inconspicuous house made of white stones, hidden among the clouds.
But upon closer inspection,
The house was not built from white stones at all but from numerous white skulls devoid of flesh.
The house was modest in size.
A table was set up inside, with name-inscribed wooden plaques and an incense burner with three sticks of incense.
In front of the table sat two humanoid creatures cloaked entirely in black robes, one with a single black horn emerging from its head.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz"
The wooden plaque on the table emitted a dazzling light, then absorbed into the incense burner—that was incense light.
"Though our Tian Gui Tribe withdrew from the Immortal Domain for a cycle, the Four Immortal Domains still have countless believers who venerate the Great Emperor Tiangui."
A figure stood up, letting the black robe fall from his body, revealing his gigantic form.
Standing about ten feet tall, face grimacing, with a black horn atop his head, he resembled the ferocious ghosts recorded in the Hua Country on Earth, his voice filled with deep arrogance.
"Yuanchao, what you’re saying is nonsense. Our Great Emperor is the foremost emperor of the Immortal Domain! The whole Immortal Domain was almost flattened by the Tian Gui Tribe in the past. Of course, there are believers."
"Yuanzhongqi, in terms of seniority, I’m your great-uncle, show some respect when you speak."
"Tsk, your two-fold Quasi-Emperor level can only use seniority to pressure me." Yuan San-Zhong sneered.
"..."
Yuan Chao’s face grew fiercer, yet he couldn’t refute.
This junior of his.
He excelled among the younger generation of the Tian Gui Tribe, entering the Quasi-Emperor realm while young, entrusted by the clan leader with the significant task of collecting incense light.
In the Immortal Domain,
Incense light from believers can also be used for cultivation.
Hence, many Holy Lands in the Four Immortal Domains adopt the path of incense light, for it’s effective quickly—only needing to fervently grow believers.
However, every advantage has its disadvantages.
The foundation of incense cultivators isn’t stable, requiring a constant flow of incense offerings, and the higher the Boundary, the greater the need.
Once the incense dries up, incense cultivators will utterly become wasted.
Naturally, the Tian Gui Tribe doesn’t need incense for cultivation; they collect incense light for purposes like Artifact Refining or Alchemy.
It’s a high-grade material.
"Tsk."
Seeing his great-uncle stay silent, Yuan Zhongqi clicked his tongue, shifted the topic, and said: "With Samsara Sea gone, who knows what state the Immortal Domain is in now."
Yuan Chao turned and walked out the door.
Standing atop the mountain, gazing at the starry landscape below, an aged voice sounded: "It’s bound to be chaotic."
"Yuanchao, how do you think the Great Emperor Qingfeng will handle those countless souls? Will he trap them or let the Realm Gate swallow them?"
Yuan Zhongqi couldn’t help but lift the corners of his mouth: "If not for the ancestor’s decree, I’d like to send a wisp of Divine Sense to spy on it."
Yuan Chao had already given up on making his counterpart call him great-uncle; his gaze profound: "I rather think that Great Emperor Qingfeng will choose neither."
"Oh?"
Yuan Zhongqi raised an eyebrow, laughed heartily: "Then what will he do?"
"He will kill them all."
"..."
Yuan Zhongqi’s smile gradually faded: "Yuanchao, are you senile? What normal person would make that choice? Would you?"
"I wouldn’t."
Yuanchao said with gravity, "I’m no fool; once karma turns into tribulation, no living being can escape it, certain death awaits."
Though he claimed not to be a fool.
Yuan Zhongqi still gave him a look as if seeing a fool:
"You wouldn’t choose it, are you implying Great Emperor Qingfeng is a fool?"
"He’s no fool; he’s a madman."
"..."