Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1262 - 576: Immortal Encounter and the Strange (Part 2)

The raspiness in the woman's voice gradually faded, replaced by an ethereal quality.

She said, "You actually have such ambition, truly commendable... But I'm quite lonely here myself. Since I've helped you, you should help me too. If I can't find your sister, I won't ask much of you... Is that alright? I'm very lonely... truly very lonely..."

A faint sound of sobbing came from beneath the grave.

Strands of pale red Qi emerged from the rubble.

In Wang Jixuan's main body, goosebumps erupted all over.

He felt a strange, formidable pressure equivalent to the Upper Three Grades Golden Immortal.

This pressure was elusive yet directly reached his Dao Heart and consciousness, as though any slight carelessness could taint his awareness with this ghostly thing.

It was too late to regret coming here.

Wang Jixuan had a sudden inspiration:

"Why don't you come out for a walk?

"I can alleviate your boredom a bit while searching for my sister.

"If later we can open this small world for communication with the outside, I can send you some toys to entertain you."

"Toys to entertain?" The woman's voice carried a hint of bewilderment.

Wang Jixuan couldn't describe it either.

In the army of mechanical bodies ruled by Queen Mu Dan, there were always one or two bizarre mechanical bodies, either extremely chatty or extremely depressed. Giving a few to this elder might dissipate a good part of her resentment.

"You are indeed a good person."

The woman said thus, and then those blood-red strands of Qi slowly rose, forming into a delicate jade hand.

This jade hand used its index and middle fingers as legs, gracefully walking down the stones, and from the severed end of its wrist, a blooming plum blossom slowly grew.

A blurry face appeared on the back of the strange hand, looking rather handsome and fair.

Although, combined as a whole, the scene had a touch of horror.

Wang Jixuan pretended to be calm: "How should I address you, Elder?"

"Mei..."

Wang Jixuan nodded calmly, turned, and rode a cloud toward the distance.

The cloud suddenly sagged, as it was the strange hand that leaped onto it.

Wang Jixuan always felt like there was a giant beast a thousand feet tall beside him.

A black cloud, a Bai Gu, and a strange hand, drifting in this dim, fragmented world, searching aimlessly for something.

The strange hand looked around curiously, suddenly with some sadness, saying softly, "Such a good small world, just ruined by us this way."

"Elder, were you the attacking side?"

"Yes," the strange hand said, "I was initially in seclusion, wanting to conceive a Dao Saint Body with my husband to face the upcoming catastrophe, when he suddenly received news that the Beast Clan's giant was about to cultivate a Yellow Heaven Saint Body using the Hundred Beasts Essence Blood, capable of absorbing billions of living souls to reach the Extraordinary Realm, which was an enormous threat to us."

The Bai Gu controlled by Wang Jixuan exhibited enlightenment.

"Thus you wanted to avert it beforehand."

"Actually, it was more than that," the strange hand said, "At the time, the Dragon and Phoenix Clan, the second largest clan, wanted to use this opportunity to annihilate the third largest clan, the Beast Clan, and sought us out for negotiations... But unexpectedly, it was their plan, a scheme a million years in the making."

"A million years..."

"Yes, the Dragon and Phoenix Clan and the Beast Clan accumulated hatred over a million years, mutually attacking, while we Human Race were deceived, truly believing they were mortal enemies."

The strange hand sighed softly:

"Thus, in this small world, our Human Race elite were ambushed.

"However, those guys didn't have it easy either; our final fallen experts equalled three to two, they were three, we were two.

"I died here... Only a head remained..."

Wang Jixuan asked, "Is the Bai Gu beside your grave your husband?"

"No, he nearly became my husband, but in the end, I chose my husband... We lived happily for several epochs, though my husband would often seek out some young women to play, and I would occasionally seek out some dashing young men... But our relationship was very good."

Wang Jixuan: ...

So the Bai Gu was just a simp;

Well then, were Ancient Human Clan experts' lives this open?

The strange hand reminisced about the past, seemingly lost in a dream that wouldn't dissipate, unable to awaken for a long time.

Wang Jixuan looked around everywhere, searching for the elusive Red Snake.

Where did this sister hide?

He was already tangled up with this deceitful monster, why wasn't Red Snake showing up?

However, learning from mistakes, Wang Jixuan was now more cautious in transmitting soundings anywhere.

The strange hand suddenly asked, "What does your sister look like?"

Wang Jixuan murmured a few sounds, "I don't know if she's in human form or some other form now."

"Demon Clan? Are you a human-demon hybrid?" The strange hand's voice suddenly grew more severe, concealing undeniable anger.

Wang Jixuan immediately said, "How could that be? My parents are both mortals, pureblood Human Race... This elder sister of mine has had a very trying life, we're not related by blood, but we are comrades and battle companions... My hometown was once ravaged by the Demon Clan."

Wang Jixuan briefly recounted the Blade Beast disaster that Earth suffered.

He'd never discovered before that he had a talent for storytelling, easily captivating the strange hand.

Master Wang's mind stirred.

Wasn't the appearance of this strange hand proof that this ancient battlefield might harbor many 'lives'?

There might be some order they recognize here.

Wang Jixuan thus became more patient.

He spoke all the way to Red Snake's calm death, perishing together with a King-level demon beast, and by chance, a human soul controlled the powerful demon beast's body.

"From then on, she began actively cultivating, using the demon beast's body to battle demon beasts, saving millions upon millions of mortals."

The strange hand sighed gently: "I wronged such a righteous individual... She's truly incredible."

"What about you, Elder?" Wang Jixuan asked.

"Me?"

The face on the strange hand's back carried hints of nostalgia, along with a bit of helplessness:

"I'm not really formidable; in fact, I'm just a very ordinary person, only because I awakened the ancient bloodline, possessing the Innate Saint Body and resonated with the Great Path, thus reaching a high Dao Realm.

"Even at death's door, I was afraid of dying.

"I fear loneliness and don't like solitude; I'm afraid of sinking into boundless darkness, I'm afraid of never speaking or dancing again..."

She sighed softly.

The face on the strange hand seemed lost in thought.

Wang Jixuan asked, "But you're alive now."

"Actually, not; this isn't living, it's just my resentment becoming a spirit, inheriting my imprint on the Great Path."

"I'm already dead."

The strange hand's voice grew melancholy:

"I want you to stay here with me, can you? I can give you many treasures, although they're all broken.

"Could you stay with me forever? I'm so lonely..."

Wang Jixuan solemnly said, "I can find you some companions, even create a city here."

"Truly, really?"

"Of course it's true; I swear by my character and the Great Path, as long as you don't harm me or them."

"I won't harm you; I just want a companion!"

Wang Jixuan shifted the topic: "Have you ever noticed the Time Dao's keeper?"

"No, I was previously muddled in sleep, only waking when you called an odd name."

Master Wang thought about slapping himself.

The strange hand suddenly said, "I do know that an old fellow should always be awake, but its personality is quite unusual, and it's slightly more formidable than me, maybe it would have some discovery."

Wang Jixuan's lips twitched slightly.

Was he supposed to go bother another deceitful monster now?

However, having come this far, and debts not really burdening one's soul, maybe he could incite these two deceitful entities to contend, and pick up some scraps himself.

Master Wang naively thought.

Then he felt the cloud beneath his feet no longer listening to him, filled with bright red veins, its speed suddenly increasing, rushing off to the northwest.

Moments later.

In the center of a dried riverbed, there was a shimmering pool, seemingly with strands of water grass swaying within.

Wang Jixuan's Spiritual Sense erupted.

'Ah, this, has this poor Daoist come here to collect deceitful monsters?'