Guarding the River of Time-Chapter 405 - 395: The Lord You Worship—What Can He Do for You?
The moment these words were spoken, Su Mu was left bewildered, confused, not knowing how to respond.
Upon seeing Su Mu’s expression, Wu Han also frowned tightly: "Old Mu, what’s going on with you lately? It’s like you’ve changed into a different person."
"Is this question really so hard to answer?"
"The answer to this question is absolutely fixed, the same answer given by all cultivators in the Dongyuan Continent."
After hearing this, Su Mu shook his head and said, "I’m not quite sure how I feel right now, maybe expectant."
Upon hearing this, Wu Han initially froze, then smiled and said, "Old Mu, we’ve known each other for over ten years. Although we have differences in some hobbies, I hope we are united in our beliefs."
"Mutei Temple is our common belief, our unique belief."
After speaking, Su Mu slowly raised his head, looked directly at Wu Han, and seriously asked, "Old Wu, what exactly is inside Mutei Temple?"
This question left Old Wu stunned; he walked over, touched Su Mu’s forehead, then said strangely, "You don’t have a fever, do you?"
"How come? Old Mu, did you drink yourself into a stupor?"
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"Maybe."
"That day, after waking up from a big drink at Qing’er Tavern, I found my memory a bit jumbled, unable to recall many important things."
Su Mu also answered truthfully.
Seeing that Su Mu was not doing it on purpose, Wu Han patiently explained, "You can forget anything, but you mustn’t forget Mutei Temple and the Divine Alliance."
"Our Dongyuan Continent belongs to the Heaven Shepherd Divine Alliance, all the cultivators including us in the continent are subjects of the Alliance."
"The Divine Alliance is incredibly powerful, thus I feel proud and honored, although our entire Dongyuan Continent holds a dispensable position within the Alliance, it doesn’t affect my belief and admiration."
"Mutei Temple is also a Taoist temple, with a sculpture inside."
"That sculpture is the embodiment of our Supreme Lord of the Divine Alliance!"
Talking about "Lord", the name, a gleam burst from Wu Han’s eyes, filled with endless admiration and longing; his lifelong wish is to see the Lord’s true face, even just once.
This dream is not only his own but also the dream of all cultivators in Dongyuan Continent, including its current rulers.
Under Dong’Er’s command, the Heaven Shepherd Alliance operates, encompassing all realms within its purview, from the Divine Domain to minor worlds, non-essential in stature. Su Mu’s devotional power becomes increasingly profound as the years go by, growing grander, more sacred, and majestic!
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After listening to Wu Han’s words, Su Mu initially froze, then smiled and said, "Given the Divine Alliance’s strength, aren’t we dispensable pawns within it?"
"Moreover, isn’t this blind belief just a form of brainwashing?"
These words turned Wu Han’s face upside-down, he straight away punched Su Mu in the face!
Then he harshly said, "Su Linmu! Do you even know what you are saying!"
After speaking, he landed another punch on Su Mu’s chest.
Strangely, despite the colossal fists landing on his body, it didn’t hurt at all.
After hitting several punches, Wu Han earnestly stated again, "Su Linmu! I consider the previous words as drunken nonsense, if I hear such words again, even if others won’t kill you, I will!" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
Seeing Wu Han’s expression made Su Mu freeze; he could feel truly that Wu Han’s faith came from the heart, unrelated to any brainwashing whatsoever.
Because at this moment, in this cramped warehouse, there were only just the two of them, without outsiders, no need to pretend at all.
If one feared strong authority, there is no need to conceal it, yet he displayed seriousness, as if his most cherished and respected thing had been defiled, such an expression cannot be faked.
"I’m sorry, Old Wu, I was just joking earlier." Su Mu also changed his tone.
Hearing these words finally eased Wu Han’s expression as he plopped down on the ground, lying on the messy straw pile, gazing at the ceiling, mumbling, "Don’t make such jokes in the future."
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"Old Wu, can you tell me why you have such faith in someone you’ve never even met?"
Su Mu asked tentatively.
After the words fell, Wu Han remained silent for a long time, before slowly replying, "People like me, born from poverty, inherently unable to cultivate, destined to just live an ordinary life."
"But do you know, in this world of survival of the fittest, if you cannot cultivate, even ordinary life is a luxury; with the slightest negligence, you could be crushed to death by an immortal like stepping on an ant, or die an unnatural death."
"Yet I, Wu Han, have lived for forty-eight years, led an ordinary life for forty-eight years, safely and peacefully, although life is tough, I at least have human rights, I have the right to choose the manner of my death, rather than being stomped on inexplicably."
"Honestly, I am truly satisfied and content."
At this point, Wu Han suddenly sat up, took out a portrait from his arms, and slowly unfolded it.
On it was a picture of a seemingly ordinary woman, though plain in appearance, radiating a warmth and kindness between her brows, definitely a good wife for living a peaceful life.
The woman held the hand of a very cute little girl, around four to five years old, with two buns tied on her head, smiling revealing two small canine teeth, very adorable.
"That’s my wife, Old Mu, you might have met her once; she came to deliver me a meal once."
"You know my daughter, although you haven’t seen her because she was born with poor health and has gradually been recovering; she is five years old this year and is now able to go outside. I plan to bring her to meet you someday."
"The pinwheel flower you gave my daughter, she loves it; she even made a gift for you, saying she wants to give it to Uncle Su next time."
"Old Mu, I know you are a good person, I understand you, so I definitely consider those previous remarks as drunken talk, I don’t blame you."
Discussing his wife and daughter brought a visible smile of happiness to Wu Han’s face, unmistakable happiness.
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"Old Wu, this is your own life, your own happiness."
"What does it have to do with your faith in the Lord above?"
"He who reigns above doesn’t help you, nor has he ever helped you."
Su Mu was puzzled, unable to comprehend the source of Wu Han’s belief.
Upon hearing these words, Wu Han laughed.
Then he slowly said, "Old Mu, you are wrong."
