A World Worth Protecting
A World Worth Protecting - Chapter 284: Cries and the Master

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Everyone was nervous to the maximum possible level. Their scalps grew numb, and they were getting themselves ready for a counterattack. At the same time, torrents of thoughts crashed in Wang Baole’s mind. He was incredulous at everything he had seen; it was so unbelievable that it made him hyperventilate and his heart palpitated furiously.

What situation is this? I have the desire to kill Chen Hui, and this Night Immortal King helped to destroy her for me? Wang Baole was trembling internally with surprise, as he thought about how the green lotus could awaken the Night Immortal King, and about how the green lotus suddenly shook… He checked immediately and realized that there was now one less lotus seed on the seed head that had sprouted from the green lotus, down from the original five.

As a result of this, Wang Baole made a conjecture that was shocking even to him.

Could it be that the Night Immortal King could be controlled by using the lotus seeds? A flash appeared in Wang Baole’s eyes as he quickly looked around him, searching for the old lady. However, it was a pity that the old lady wasn’t present. Wang Baole felt that it was a pity, and when he raised his head to look at the Core Formation cultivators in the sky, he realized that other than the Federation President, the Senate, and the four Dao Colleges, he hadn’t met the rest of the people before.

This made him give up the thought of testing out his hypothesis. When he calmed down and analyzed the situation, he managed to come to a rough conclusion.

Unless I have sufficient lotus seeds, I wouldn’t be able to control the Night Immortal King for long. One lotus seed for one attempt at controlling him? Wang Baole thought silently. At the same time, he also understood that no one should know about it, as he couldn’t bet on the kindness of others!

This is the same case for my green lotus as well… I need to disguise it… With that thought, Wang Baole completely gave up his intentions to use the lotus seeds to control the Night Immortal King to kill the old lady. Instead, he tried to use the method he adopted when he was in Spirit Breath Village. Very quickly, the devouring seed in his body turned into a blur, and the green lotus was hidden along with it.

As for what he wanted to transmogrify, after thinking briefly about it, Wang Baole decided to transmogrify a pill bottle as the perfect item for his Foundation Establishment.

That way, he could explain how he managed to recover fully from his injuries. After all, the purpose of a pill bottle was to store pills. It made sense if he were to say that he had good fortune for receiving a pill bottle that contained healing pills. Furthermore, in Spirit Breath Village, everyone knew well that Wang Baole’s luck was unbelievably good.

While Wang Baole was disguising the green lotus, in the skies, after the Federation President made repeated attempts to establish communication, the Night Immortal King finally retracted his gaze from the direction where Chen Hui had died.

He stood in mid-air, lifting his head as he looked in the direction of the sun, where the ancient greenish-bronze sword was. He watched silently, and after a long time, a black glow suddenly emerged in his eyes as his entire body charged forward!

Amidst the loud boom and the moon’s violent vibration, the Night Immortal King dashed out, and the nine metal chains attached to him pulled taut as a result. That forcefully stopped him from moving further after he covered a small distance.

The instant he stopped, the entire moon erupted in vibrations, with the ground cracking apart and the basins exploding. Loud booms reverberated in the sky as if the entire moon was moved several feet due to his pulling force!

Looking from the sky, one could see that numerous waves had appeared in the night sky surrounding the moon. The entire moon was shaking as large cracks spread noisily and continuously.

This scene gripped everyone on the moon with fear. The Federation President further agitated the Divine Armament, causing its red glow to emerge once again in an attempt to stabilize everything.

However, the Night Immortal King’s body seemed to be driven crazy once it was forcefully held back by the metal chains. It struggled continuously as if it wanted to break free of the metal chains to charge ahead. If that wasn’t possible, it seemed as if he might instead choose to drag the moon along!

Witnessing the impending crisis, the metal chains on the Night Immortal King’s body suddenly glowed purple. The purple glow flowed swiftly towards the Night Immortal King along the metal chains, enveloping him completely. The Night Immortal King seemed to be in huge pain as a result. He raised his hands to cover his head, screaming shrilly and painfully.

That scream of his caused the surrounding area to vibrate. True Breath realm cultivators near him were completely unable to withstand it, and their skulls all exploded at that instant. Even Foundation Establishment realm cultivators were bleeding from their orifices, including Wang Baole, who felt something churning in his body while fresh blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The Core Formation realm cultivators all turned pale as they scrambled to retreat. It all happened under the protection of the Divine Armament. If there were no Divine Armament, the situation would be unimaginably worse.

A long while later, the painful screams decreased in intensity. The Night Immortal King seemed to have lost a large part of its energy, and as he sensed that he was powerless in trying to change the situation, his body sank gradually, his eyes growing weaker such that they could no longer stay open. It seemed like he was falling into hibernation again, but he struggled to open his mouth, wanting to say something. However, what resulted were merely murmurs.

His voice, which carried an unlimited amount of sadness, evoked a wave of emotions in the hearts of everyone who heard it as if they all felt the same kind of extreme sorrow.

It was akin to the melancholy that remained after one witnessed their home being destroyed with their own eyes!

It was like the sadness behind the remnant indignation one carried to his grave due to an inability to take revenge!

It was like a sense of guilt, coupled with… pain that came along with madness!

All these emotions culminated in pitiful cries at that moment, spreading in all directions. What was sadder was that in this extreme emotional pain, his tears had already dried up.

In his cries, he gradually lowered his body, slowly kneeling down while facing the sun in the direction of the ancient greenish-bronze sword.

Everyone, including Wang Baole, fell silent as they looked at the Night Immortal King, who kept kowtowing in the direction of the sun after kneeling, crying pitifully. This feeling rested heavily in their hearts.

As the crying sounds reverberated for a long time, a word could be heard, albeit somewhat unclearly. However, it was not a language used on earth, and no one could understand it, except… Wang Baole!

Perhaps it was because of Little Missy, or perhaps it was due to the green lotus, but Wang Baole understood the unclear word.

That was… ‘Master’!

The Night Immortal King was kneeling and bowing in the direction of the ancient greenish-bronze sword, which was on the sun. In his cries and sadness, he spoke with a sense of longing, a sense of guilt, his myriad of emotions encompassed in one word…

“Master…”

After a long while, the word ‘Master’ reverberated amidst the crying sounds. The Night Immortal King’s body slowly fell back into the deep trench, before he eventually became completely silent.

A moment passed without anyone speaking a word. After making sure that the Night Immortal King had fallen into hibernation, Duan Muque, the Federation President, finally heaved a sigh of relief. The Core Formation realm cultivators around him followed suit, and they all noticed that the Federation President was drenched in sweat.

If a single mistake occurred just now, their existence could have all been pushed to the brink of nothingness.

“Now, it’s time to tidy up matters here! Three hours later, after you’ve all found your respective disciples, bring them back to the bases and inspect them all. Before a conclusion is reached, the seal will not be opened, and no one shall leave!”

Duan Muque turned his head suddenly, carrying a chill in his gaze as he looked at the corpses of the people who had died due to the tremors of the Night Immortal King’s cries. His gaze also swept across those Foundation Establishment cultivators who were still alive but were bleeding from all their orifices. At the same time, he saw Wang Baole, and after nodding at him, he turned and left.

At the same time, people began to disperse to search for the disciples from their own factions. The Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord, who was previously standing beside Duan Muque, approached Wang Baole. His eyes seemed to be conveying a complicated thought, while Wang Baole remained silent without a word.

He was no longer the ignorant True Breath realm cultivator he was when he first entered the Mystic Luna Realm. After experiencing the battle of the giant trees over the fruit, and listening to the conversations between the various factions, he seemed to have gained a somewhat complete and accurate grasp on the transformation that had happened in the Mystic Luna Realm.

This Mystic Luna Realm was a trap!

He wasn’t sure whether he should believe that the four Dao Colleges were completely ignorant of that.

The Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord seemed to have something to say, but eventually, he merely sighed deeply without speaking a word. He brought Wang Baole away, making plans for him to stay in one of the bases of the four Dao Colleges. Very quickly, the Core Formation realm cultivators from the four Dao Colleges began to bring the disciples from their respective factions away.

Wang Baole saw Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng, who were both impressive and had reached the Foundation Establishment state. That was especially so for Zhao Yameng, who gave Wang Baole a sense that she had reached Foundation Establishment stage with a perfect item!

Chen Yutong and company had returned as well. As people returned, a battle was about to begin in a patch of forest land on the dark side of the Mystic Luna Realm.

Amidst the loud noise, the black-robed middle-aged man was pale as he hurriedly retreated. In the forest before him, a red glow was spreading, and when it completely enveloped him, the Red Star appeared on his glabella.

Duan Muque slowly emerged from the forest. Step-by-step, he appeared before the black-robed middle-aged man.

The black-robed middle-aged man looked perplexedly at Duan Muque, giving up all intentions of retaliation as he sighed.

“No wonder you could become the center of attention from someone insignificant amongst the candidates, surpassing your classmates to become the Federation President… Duan Muque, I had thought that you only had two ways of bringing me down, one legitimate and one underhand method, but I seemed to have belittled you. You had a third tactic…!

“I don’t know how you found the fruit before me. Furthermore, you even poisoned and put restraints on it. However, this time, I concede defeat!”

“Say it with the fruit as a witness. What happened?” Duan Muque spoke calmly.

The black-robed middle-aged men laughed bitterly as he sighed, rattling out the truth. He only hid the details about Wang Baole, as Wang Baole was the only tool he had to get rid of the Federation President. At the same time, Wang Baole was also the key for him to reach Nascent Soul realm in the future, as Wang Baole had absorbed so much of the fruit. Therefore, for his own sake, he needed to protect Wang Baole.

Right now, in a basin on the visible side of the moon, Galactic Dusk Sect’s Sect Lord was wielding a ninth-grade Dharmic Armament as he looked at a middle-aged cultivator dressed in a long black robe approaching him without emotion, carrying a similarly frightening ninth-grade Dharmic Armament long spear.

“Li Qidao, as the Lead Senator of the Senate, why are you collaborating with White Deer Dao College? Furthermore, there is no sure win for either of us if we were to battle, so why is there a need for us to battle in the first place?” The Sect Lord from Galactic Dusk Sect frowned as he began to speak.

“Sect Lord Xu, the loser shall concede defeat. Since that is the situation now, why aren’t you satisfied? Based on your intelligence, you must have understood that the fruit could only be used by wood types. It’s useless for human cultivators in terms of their cultivation. All it does is strengthen their bodies. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have existed until now. Someone altered it, such that it would be useless even for someone like you who was proficient in wood techniques and was using it to advance to reach the Nascent Soul realm.”

Galactic Dusk Sect’s Sect Lord fell silent, before sighing deeply after a long while.

“Is it enough that I go into seclusion for fifty years, never to emerge in society in that period of time?”

“It’s not enough! Sixty years is needed, at least!”