Master of Untold Daos-Chapter 432 - The Hardships of the Living
Chapter 432: The Hardships of the Living
This little fellow was but a three-year-old boy.
Chen Ming rose with a smile, “What’s your name?”
“I’m Luo Muye. Uncle?”
He chuckled, “Me, I’m Chen Ming.”
Luo Muye asked, “Uncle, where’s mom and dad? Where are the others? Why can’t I see any of them ever since I woke up?”
“Ding! Imperial Right Aura interfered and judged you. Because of your King Slayer Aura, Imperial Right Aura’s judgment is void.”
How could the Imperial Right Aura ever affect King Slayer Aura?
Chen Ming said, “They’re all gone. I do not know what happened. We are the same, you and I. We awoke after countless eons in an alien world.”
Luo Muye said, “Does that mean we’re the only cicada left?”
Chen Ming nodded solemnly, “Yes, us alone.”
Luo Muye was stunned and balled up on the ground in tears.
“Mom and dad said a great disaster was coming, that everything will be destroyed. And now the cicada race is gone.”
“It’s all my fault… I’m so useless…”
Although the kid was miserable, being the only survivor of a race that ruled the Galaxy, with friends and family gone, Chen Ming couldn’t quell a feeling of ridicule. Is this a Main Character’s so-called logic?
You’re a three-year-old, just what could you have done in the first place?
How did it end up being your fault?
Main Characters just loved to pile so-called responsibilities on their shoulders, regardless if it was related to them or not. They would use these duties to march ever forward.
You think of yourself Immortal Master Chen, Yan Mountain Mountain Lord? You’re but a child, of course your useless…
Baffling logic.
But he liked it nonetheless.
Always simple-minded.
Chen Ming spoke, “Yes, it’s all on you, a three-year-old child. You should have fought at the time and let the enemy reap another child’s head.”
Luo Muye snapped, “That’s not it!”
“Then say it, what can you do?”
Luo Muye froze, Yeah, what can I do?
Chen Ming went on, “In truth, this is the dark world’s cruelty. And you should take heed and learn from the hardships of the living. As such, there is no need for you to bear such responsibility.”
Chen Ming continued, “Let’s go to the Land of Eternal Rest.”
Luo Muye turned to him. Maybe because he believed Chen Ming to be a cicada that he trusted him. He was but a child, the last of the cicada race. Who then could he rely on if not the apparent cicada race expert
before him?
A child could do what only I child could.
Chen Ming was walking and Luo Muye ran to block his path, “What’s the big idea?”
“Uncle, that’s the wrong way.”
Chen Ming’s eyelid twitched ever so faintly. I don’t know it in the first place. The child does seem to know things.
He was a cicada, part of a race that ruled the Galaxy. Such a clever brat had to be the type that spoke at birth, a veritable bundle of joy.
Chen Ming gestured and the five-colored cloud rose beneath him, “Get on.”
Luo Muye pointed out the way and Chen Ming arrived at the entrance to the Land of Eternal Rest. He heard chirping and since he learned the cicada language a long time ago, he could understand it.
“Everything has been laid to rest. All in this world entered eternal sleep, be it you, be it I.”
A tunnel led further in, one that looked as if it was made yesterday, likely because of the frozen time in the moment of cicada’s extinction.
He inspected the walls and found arrays echoing with chirping which told Chen Ming of the path to take.
He laughed, Wow, that’s a neat trick. None but cicada can enter.
One wrong step and you’d wiped off this world.
Chen Ming walked under their guidance for ten li and came upon a gate. The gate separated like a pair of cicada wings and he came down from the cloud. Luo Muye skipped ahead of him; no danger here.
Wait, cicada fell under Red Toon’s power and the bark around us tells we’re under it.
Chen Ming followed the empty path, when Luo Muye said, “There’s nothing around, just us.”
Chen Ming followed him for a while until he arrived at an armor. It had saber marks, like those from Two Year Cicada. Yet he knew this armor, it was Jade Lake’s from ages ago.
Nothing is simple.
Chen Ming said, “Brat, have you heard of Jade Lake?”
“Jade Lake? Jade Lake’s head was one of our four’ Great Kingdoms’ commanders. Why?”
Jade Lake is in on this.
Chen Ming touched the armor, only to crumble to dust. It had been far too long.
Jade Lake rose against the cicada race. An outline of a picture formed in his mind. Just as the disaster befell them, they were forced to rise Red Toon to the fifth stage and with its power, they vanquished a catastrophe. However, they lost control of Red Toon and backfired; this was also the moment the four Great Kingdoms rose their banners against their ruler which led to today’s Great Immortal Domains.
Chen Ming held Luo Muye’s hand as they walked further. He saw a mural on the wall, depicting him and the child holding hands.
He was stunned. It was their spitting image, down to the last detail. Luo Muye was startled, “How strange! This image is of me and uncle!”
Chen Ming looked further to see a dozen more, yet just when he was about to catch a glimpse of their contents, they decayed into nothing.
Chen Ming knew, Future is undecipherable and only the present is known.
Time is mystical.
