My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again-Chapter 120 - : Do You Like the Old Me or the Present Me?
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Chapter 120: Do You Like the Old Me or the Present Me?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Hong Zhen was driven away.
The woman, carrying an oil lamp, slowly returned to the house. Unbeknownst to her, in another room, her son He Zhao was not asleep. f reewe bnovel
He Zhao, a young boy, sat on his bed, his fists clenched, his slender body trembling slightly. The courtyard of He Zhaoโs house was small, and his room was near the gate. He had heard every word of the conversation outside.
His mother had been humiliated for his sakeโฆ He Zhao could not allow this to happen under any circumstances.
โThe day after tomorrow, weโll leave the cityโฆโ
He Zhao sighed and lay on his bed, pondering what to do. He tossed and turned, unable to sleep. In a half-conscious state, he felt his consciousness being guided upwards, gradually leaving his body and entering another world.
When He Zhao regained consciousness, he found himself in a dark hall, surrounded by grey mist. Around him sat eleven figures, each with a bronze lamp and a ferocious beast mask on their face. There was also a lamp and a mask at his place.
โThe Immortal Tomb space, the master of the Immortal Tombโฆโ
A flood of information poured in, and young He Zhao gradually understood everything. He was then struck with shock. He realized that his soul had been drawn to this place in his sleep.
Growing up in Dream Ruins City, He Zhao had never heard of such methods. A sense of awe arose in his young heart. Mimicking the others, he picked up the mask from the table and put it on his face.
โAh, a new Shebi Shi has arrived.โ
A laugh came from the side, sounding like a young woman.
โDo you already know where you are?โ asked a figure with a snake-shaped mask, looking at him.
He Zhao had never heard this language, but in this space, he could easily understand the otherโs meaning.
โIโฆ I know now,โ he said, moving his lips under the mask.
Yan Zi, supporting her face with her hand, turned to look at him: โLittle brother, where are you from?โ
He Zhaoโs voice was clear, reflecting his young and slender figure. Yan Zi thought that this new person must be quite young. โI come from the Dream Ruins City.โ
He Zhao, without any guard, directly revealed his origin.
Huh, he doesnโt seem like heโs pretending, right?
Yan Zi blinked.
At the founding of the Immortal Tomb, the original twelve members were all cunning as old foxes, deeply concealing any information related to their identities.
The last to join, Gong Gong, seemed like an ordinary youth, but during a mission with Shebi Shi, where Shebi Shi died, he emerged unscathed. Yan Zi didnโt believe he lacked tricks up his sleeve. However, the place called Dream Ruinsโฆ
She had never heard of it.
The other ten exchanged glances, equally puzzled.
Dream Ruins? Where was that?
โCould it be in some minor world?โ suggested Ju Mang.
By โminor world,โ he didnโt refer to secret realms of opportunity. The Archean Eon Realm was shaped like an egg, floating in chaos. On the edges of its โshell, โ countless tiny bubbles clung, small as dust.
Each bubble was a world in itself, with a complete order of heaven and earth, capable of operating independently.
โThatโs not it,โ suddenly spoke Ru Shou, who usually didnโt talk much. โThe language he uses is from the ancient era of the Heavenly Emperors. Though there are slight differences, I can hear it.โ
Ru Shou added, โI have some research in this area.โ
โThe era of the celestial rulers?โ Hou Tu was slightly surprised. โIs that language still in use?โ
โCould it beโฆ You come from Moshou City?โ asked Di Jiang, his gaze fixed on He Zhao.
โIโฆโ Facing these questions, He Zhao was momentarily at a loss.
In fact, his shock was greater than anyone present.
Minor worlds, Heavenly Emperors, Moshou Cityโฆ
He Zhao had never heard of these.
โAre you from other cities?โ he asked after some thought.
In He Zhaoโs understanding, the โworldโ was the Dream Ruins City and the dark space outside it. Inside the city was a safe haven, outside lay thick darkness with monsters lurking. ๐ป๐โฏโฏ๐โฏ๐ท๐๐ฐ๐ทโฏ๐ญ.๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ
He Zhao guessed that if there was a Dream Ruins City, then other great cities must exist in the endless darkness. The โforeignersโ he met must be from those cities.
His words left everyone speechless.
Xuan Ming pondered for a moment: โShebi Shi, could you tell us about Dream Ruins City?โ
He Zhao nodded, not thinking much of it, and shared his origin and story.
After listening, everyone exchanged glances.
โThereโs no inheritance of the Mohism Path, so itโs not likely Moshou City,โ concluded Di Jiang, shaking his head.
โAn inheritance from ancient times, with language only slightly changedโฆ Is it a closed development model?โ Ru Shou speculated.
โThe endless darkness, night filled with strangenessโฆ Could it be from the Endless Sea?โ guessed Hou Tu.
โConviction, Daoist Foundation, Orifice Solidification, Sitting Illuminationโฆ Compared to the Archean Eon Realm, the names of their cultivation stages are slightly different,โ noted Ju Mang. โAnd in their place, cultivation actually shortens lifespan?โ
โThe language and cultivation methods have similarities. Perhaps Dream Ruins is also part of the Archean Eon Realm, but sealed by a powerful being, โ analyzed Tian Wu.
โJust like what the Barbarian God did, driving the barbarians to the Abyss of the Fallen God for isolated development, and over timeโฆ Maybe when they come out, this race will have forgotten its own history..โ
