Chapter 1398: Chapter 1239: The Fugitive
So that’s how it is... No wonder the Hanging Star Master places so much importance on amusement; it’s been worn down by the endless wandering of star realm creatures.
Gazing at the Joy Donkey below, who was sighing and reminiscing about the past, the Master of Ten Thousand Spirits fell silent for a moment before asking with a complex expression:
"So you deliberately gave me the opportunity to connect the star realm and the spirit domain just to watch some amusement?"
"Not entirely."
"???"
Crunching on a carrot, the Hanging Star Master responded happily:
"Just like you yearn for my star realm roots, I’m also quite interested in your spirit domain... Unlike the vast and boundless star realm, reaching through the will means arriving personally, and the spirit domain connects all wills together. It’s simply wonderful to me.
If I could get hold of the spirit domain, I could watch amusement wherever I wanted, even create any amusement I desired... Hiss... Can you understand such happiness?"
No! No!
Looking at the Joy Donkey below who seemed eager to try something, the Master of Ten Thousand Spirits’ pupils suddenly shrank, instinctively starting to withdraw consciousness to sever the link between the spirit domain and the star realm.
However, to her immense horror, she discovered that at some point, the barrier between matter and spirit, which was supposed to be insurmountable, had become more fragile than the carrot the Hanging Star Master was eating, shattered by countless starlights with comet tails.
The countless stars gathered from all directions, forming a magnificent starry waterfall that defied description, roaring as it plummeted from reality into the spirit domain, instantly replacing the hazy border originally formed by mist, covering the entire edge of the spirit domain.
It’s over...
Feeling the star realm roots that encompassed the entire spirit domain, constantly eroding from the outside in, a look of despair appeared in the eyes of the Master of Ten Thousand Spirits.
"Was this all part of your plan?"
Overlooking the Joy Donkey below, who began to swell with the wind upon entering the spirit domain, becoming larger than a small mountain, the Master of Ten Thousand Spirits gritted her teeth and asked:
"Your so-called amusement was all a deception? You went to the real world with No. 4 to make me let my guard down, then infiltrated the Hanging Horn Star Gorge, willingly stepping into your trap?"
"Not quite... at least not entirely."
As if recalling something amusing, the Hanging Star Master shook slightly and let out two joyful brays.
"A trap is a trap, amusement is amusement... Ahaha, you wouldn’t believe how funny it was over there. Although there wasn’t a fight, No. 4 snuck in for investigation but couldn’t read, and ended up being dragged into school as an illiterate.
For over two months, he did nothing but hang out in a class with dozens of kids, had to stay in a dormitory with them at night, and the brat in the bunk above even wet the bed, ahahaha... Such a funny thing, why aren’t you laughing?"
"..."
"Alright, I knew it would be like this."
Looking at the humorless Master of Ten Thousand Spirits, the Joy Donkey sighed helplessly, then withdrew the smile from its donkey face, smacking its lips:
"I won’t inquire about No. 12; given your current situation, you must have absorbed the Ascension Extreme Realm entirely, and No. 12 is likely already taken care of by you.
Aye, we these root legacy remnants, always either I kill you or you harm me. If someone even thinks about completing the ultimate mission, others just scheme against each other for self-preservation, it’s really boring day after day...
Alright, I’m done talking about it. Seeing the current pace, in just a few more minutes, you and No. 12 are doomed together, is there any last words you want to say?"
"Yes!"
Gazing at the stars pouring like a reversed galaxy, crazily washing over the spirit domain, and the Hanging Star Master who replaced her on the celestial dome, overlooking the entire spirit domain, the Master of Ten Thousand Spirits pursed her lips and asked:
"Since you are prepared to seize the spirit domain, confident that I can’t resist, why did you earlier ask if I wanted to go with you to find No. 3 and seize the dream roots?"
"Because it would be interesting."
The Hanging Star Master, sitting cross-legged on a star that swelled countless times, sighed in disappointment:
"No. 3 is among us root legacy remnants... hmm... it’s hard to say if he’s a root remnant, but among all those who possess the roots, I think he’s the most interesting, with countless amusements.
It’s just a pity he’s a bit too cautious, probably afraid that, like No. 1, I’m intent on completing the ultimate mission, so he’s always kept his distance from me, wary all the while.
But if you could fight him, then I come to the rescue at the critical moment, holding you down when he gets into trouble, maybe he’d be willing to get closer to me."
"You... so you’re saying..."
"I mean, if your ambition was a bit greater, truly ready to trouble No. 3, then I’d be willing to play along, maintain the act a while longer."
Interrupting the Master of Ten Thousand Spirits, the Hanging Star Master regretfully said:
"It’s just a pity you’re too timid. When I asked if you’d trouble No. 3, you didn’t even dare say a token word, directly skipped the question... seems like your ’Deer Spirit’ avatar was truly terrified by him, leaving you no courage to face him head-on."
