Chapter 443: Chapter 418: The Master of the Chief of the World Bank_1
Inside the formation, the Immortal Great Freedom was continuously refined, first in form, then in the primordial spirit.
As the Primordial Spirit was refined, within the Formation, a series of images flashed.
These were fragments of Immortal Great Freedom’s memory, which become apparent during the final refining process.
A seed, glowing brightly, deep within the earth, after countless eons, finally germinated. A small Qilin climbed out.
Lu Yan’s heart trembled, understanding this was the time when Immortal Great Freedom was born.
Pictures flashed by, and Lu Yan seemed to have seen the life of Immortal Great Freedom.
On the vast land, the small Qilin ventured alone, contending with a multitude of immortals, plundering the essence of heaven and earth to grow, and finally becoming an Immortal Lord.
Thirty-six Immortal Lords ascended to the sky’s vault, united to challenge the heavens, and fought the will of the universe.
The Battle of Immortals and Demons followed. In this war, Immortal Great Freedom killed many strong opponents, but was on the verge of falling, about to dissolve.
He collaborated with the few surviving Immortal Lords and created a cage within Nine Layer Heaven, sealing many remnants of the Demon Clan’s souls. Using his Immortal Great Freedom magical powers, he transformed myriad thoughts into a seed, entering many bodies of demon remnants, lying dormant within.
A special sacrificial communication method was created by an Immortal Lord. Human Martial Artists could communicate with the remnants of the Demon Clan and gain their abilities through special sacrificial rituals.
Having seen all these pictures, Lu Yan finally understood the origin of Martial Spirit.
Originally, all of these events were masterminded by the Immortal Clan, with the ultimate goal being the resurrection of Immortal Great Freedom.
The Spirit Sect has always obeyed the Fairy Ruins.
What Immortal Great Freedom did not expect was that during the operation of the Spirit Sect, it would be suppressed by the Dagu Dynasty and the Da Chu Dynasty in turn, causing the development of Martial Spirits to be difficult and plans to be continuously delayed. Until recently, they almost unified the world, enabling a smooth launch.
After an unwilling roar, the formation went completely silent.
The life breath of Immortal Great Freedom also completely disappeared.
...
The young man in a Daoist robe waved his hand and closed the formation.
Immortal Great Freedom has completely disappeared, turned into nothingness.
Lu Yan sighed, lamenting the waste of an Immortal’s corpse at the Immortal Realm level.
"Senior, thank you for your help."
Lu Yan came to the young man in the Daoist robe, bowed and expressed his thanks.
The Min Luo Demon Lord also came forward and bowed in thanks.
"I just wanted to save him, save you, it was just convenient."
The young man in the Daoist robe pointed at Lu Yan and stated casually.
The Min Luo Demon Lord looked a bit embarrassed, acknowledging, "Even though you saved me, I will remember your kindness in my heart."
The young man in the Daoist robe appeared amused but ignored the Min Luo Demon Lord, turning his gaze back to Lu Yan, inspecting him carefully from head to toe.
Lu Yan, being watched by the young man in the Daoist robe, felt a bit uneasy, quickly changing the subject and asked, "Junior has never met senior before, I wonder why senior saved me?"
From Immortal Great Freedom’s words, Lu Yan already knew that the young man in the Daoist robe in front of him had an incredible origin, even being the owner of the World Bank.
The World Bank held a transcendent status with immense wealth and its depth was unfathomable.
Even during the flourishing period of Da Chu, they never took action against the World Bank. The forces that had ever wanted to target the World Bank had all disappeared.
But the World Bank, usually only conducting business and disregarding worldly disputes, why intervene this time? The Bank owner even personally rescued him, Lu Yan was very curious.
"Because, you are the one my bank has been waiting for."
The young man in the Daoist robe stated.
"I am the one you’ve been waiting for? Senior, what do you mean?"
Lu Yan was even more confused.
"When you were breaking through to the Primordial Spirit Realm and opening the Soul Acupoint, did you see a Tree, and a figure with a spear under the tree?"
The young man in the Daoist robe asked.
"How do you know?"
Lu Yan was shocked, blurting out the question.
This was his biggest secret, never shared with a second person. How did the young man in the Daoist robe know? What secret was hidden here?
The young man in the Daoist robe glanced at the Min Luo Demon Lord.
The Min Luo Demon Lord understood implicitly, knowing that Lu Yan and the young man in the Daoist robe wanted to discuss some secrets next. He was an outsider.
"The two of you, I’ll be leaving now."
The Min Luo Demon Lord saluted.
"Senior, he can’t leave."
Lu Yan quickly sent a message to the young man in the Daoist robe.
The Min Luo Demon Lord knew the secret of the Dao Book.
From the previous words of Immortal Great Freedom, he already knew that the Dao Book was not ordinary, that it was a precious treasure of the Immortal Clan. It must not be leaked out.
"You can’t leave yet, just stay quietly."
After the young man in the Daoist robe finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a symbol flew out, transforming into a pitch-black cage, trapping the Min Luo Demon Lord inside.
The Min Luo Demon Lord was somewhat startled, but refrained from resisting.
It wouldn’t be hard for the still unrecovered Immortal Great Freedom to kill the demon lord, let alone the Daoist robe-clad young man. If he really wanted to kill him, any resistance would be futile.
"With no outsiders present now, I can tell you everything I know. Firstly, let me tell you my identity. Actually, I am merely a puppet."
The Daoist robed young man explained.
Lu Yan widened his eyes in shock, "Senior is a puppet? Why couldn’t I tell, you clearly have a flesh and blood body."
"Who told you that a puppet couldn’t be made of flesh and blood?"
The Daoist robed young man responded lightly.
Lu Yan was speechless.
In his impression, weren’t puppets made of various metals or other kinds of wood?
Being flesh and blood, with no differences from real living beings, was also a puppet?
"The methods of my master are sky-reaching, his crafted puppets have no equal. They’re the same as real living beings. In fact, I am a real living being. It’s just that other living beings reproduce from previous generations, and I was created. The process is different, that’s all."
The Daoist robed young man declared.
"And the reason why I was waiting here for you, is also my master’s wish."
The young man in the Daoist robe added another sentence.
"May I pose a question? Who is your master and may I meet them?" Lu Yan spoke, his heart aflame.
The puppets refined were all beings of the Immortal Realm. Just how formidable must the existence of the master of this Daoist-robed youth be?
The Daoist-robed youth shook his head, saying, "My master is not on this continent. In fact, even I do not know where my master truly is."
"Ah?"
Lu Yan was shocked.
"When I awoke and gained consciousness, I found myself on this continent. That time was probably six thousand years ago during the war of the Immortal Demons."
"When I first awoke, my mind was blank. I had no memories of the past, only a few pieces of information."
"The first piece of information revealed my identity—I am a puppet, forged by my master, tasked to complete a mission on this continent."
"My mission is to wait for a person. In the Soul Acupoint of this person, there is a large tree, under which stands a man wielding a staff. In my memory, there is a trace of a particular aura that reportedly came from the staff-wielding silhouette."
"Some years ago, I sensed a strong aura appearing in the sky’s vault, exactly the same as the aura in my memories. I knew that the person I was waiting for had emerged and immediately assigned someone to search for him. Eventually, we identified you as our target, Lu Yan, the Alliance Hierarch of the Martial Alliance."
The Daoist-robed youth explained.
So, it was like that.
Lu Yan understood but had even more questions in his heart.
"Having found me, senior, what do you need to do?" Lu Yan asked.
"To become your guardian."
The Daoist-robed youth responded.
"And then?"
"There’s no ’and then’."
Lu Yan: "...."
"Senior, did you find me earlier?" Lu Yan attempted a probing question.
"Of course. The last time the Martial Alliance was attacked by four Immortal Lords, I was watching from the high above."
The Daoist-robed youth responded.
"Then, senior, why did you not intervene at that time?" Lu Yan couldn’t help asking.
If the Daoist-robed youth had intervened at that time, Lin Yan would not have ended up as he did.
"Although I am your guardian, do not assume that I will always protect you. When I awoke, the information that appeared in my head instructed me to only intervene when your life is at stake. At all other times, I will not take action."
"As for the lives and deaths of others, I care not."
The Daoist-robed youth said indifferently.
Lu Yan was helpless.
The other party did, after all, save his life; he couldn’t blame him.
"There’s something not right about this." The more Lu Yan thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.
According to the Daoist-robed youth, when he awoke six thousand years ago, he knew that he had to wait for a particular person with a large tree and a staff-wielding silhouette in his Soul Acupoint.
He was aware of this six thousand years ago.
Back then, let alone him, even the ancestors of his ancestors hadn’t been born yet.
Could it be foresight? From six thousand years ago, the other party started to set this trap to wait for his emergence.
What could the reason be? More precisely, what were his true identity and his relationship with the master of the Daoist-robed youth?
Could it be that his transmigration was also related to this?
Plus, why did the Dao Book appear in his body? Was it related to this?
The Dao Book, the supreme treasure of the Immortal Clan, must have a reason to appear inside him.
In the novels he read in his previous life, the protagonists would awaken systems once they transmigrated, like it just magically happened out of nowhere.
However, this was reality, not a novel.
So, who gave him the Dao Book?
"Senior, do you know why the Dao Book is within me? Could it be your master’s doing?" Lu Yan couldn’t help but ask curiously.
The Daoist-robed youth shook his head, saying, "I do not know. The information left in my head after I awoke is limited. I only know that when my master was refining me, they used their own appearance as a base. Therefore, I look exactly like my master. We both are equally handsome and suave, irresistibly charming, and peerless in the world..."
As he spoke, the Daoist-robed youth crossed his arms behind him, looking extremely pleased and proud.
"He’s so narcissistic?" Lu Yan grumbled inwardly but did not, of course, voice this out loud.
"However, it might be related to this continent."
After a pause, the Daoist-robed youth added.
"It’s related to this continent?"
Lu Yan was amazed.
"According to the information left in my mind, this continent was formed from the dead body of one of my master’s subordinates. Your appearance here might be related to that."
"As for the specific reason, even I, do not know. Only after finding my master, can we know for certain."
The Daoist-robed youth said.
Lu Yan was dumbfounded.
This continent, or rather this world, evolved from the body of a dead mortal?
This vast, boundless expanse, this continent nurturing countless life forms, originated from the remains of a mortal being?
Lu Yan felt his worldview collapsing.
