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Chapter 1486: Chapter 213: The Crevice and the Present World

After leaving the Beastfighting Arena, it directly headed to the Palace of Eternal Night, and soon found its way to the stone hut outside the plaza.

It… Fish Ball Qiang—Wang Xiaohu silently walked into the stone hut and sat alone quietly.

Not knowing how much time had passed, it slowly raised its head and looked at the doorway of the stone hut… Only to see a silhouette leaning against the door frame.

A long and a short katana hung at his waist, holding a wine jar in his hand, with a nonchalant demeanor… Master Musashi.

Master Musashi’s gaze met directly with it, but he did not speak… After a while, Master Musashi suddenly said: “Should I call you Fish Ball Qiang or Wang Xiaohu?”

It frowned, still not speaking.

Master Musashi shook his head and said: “I am at least the current guardian of the Palace of Eternal Night, so I more or less know what’s happening inside… Hmm, just take it as an old man’s voyeuristic curiosity?”

It finally couldn’t help but speak after a silence: “Wang Xiaohu.”

Master Musashi nodded and after a moment of silence suddenly said: “I can only see what happens inside the Palace of Eternal Night.”

“He doesn’t blame you.” Wang Xiaohu replied expressionlessly.

Musashi shook his head, then said: “But I didn’t expect under such circumstances… What I mean is, for you to undergo this current transformation. Now I’m not sure if it’s your own fortune or Fish Ball Qiang’s opportunity.”

“I’m not him.” Wang Xiaohu also shook his head.

Master Musashi said: “Whether you are or not… this item was originally meant for him, but now… giving it to you is the same.”

He tossed over some contents he had carved on stone slabs earlier directly to Wang Xiaohu, “I saw you beating the King of the Huns, you still don’t quite understand how to use force, this is the training method on the slab, it can help you a bit… nothing exquisite, just some force techniques I mulled over when bored, by your looks, you probably aren’t following a magic-user path.”

Wang Xiaohu looked at the vividly carved figures and actions on the stone slab, suddenly reached out with fingers like beast claws to caress the grooves, only then nodded and said: “Thank you.”

“What do you plan to do next?” Master Musashi asked again.

It thought for a moment and said: “Find food here, eat more like the King of the Huns… this way I can become stronger.”

Master Musashi waved his hand and said: “The King of the Huns is not an unbeatable strong person. His power was obtained through cleverness and has never been seriously honed himself, at most like a child suddenly getting a Divine Weapon… Of course, within the Transcender Organization, there are some members like the King of the Huns. After all, with many sub-worlds, lucky folks gaining power still appear, but I advise you not to think eating the King of the Huns means you can eat others.”

It seemed to seriously contemplate this issue and soon had an answer, “Then I will go elsewhere, eat more food, become even stronger, and then come back here.”

Master Musashi let out a helpless bitter smile, “Born as one among hundreds of void spirit beasts, possessing Fish Ball Qiang’s… human’s True Soul, I can’t quite say what you are either… half void spirit? Mutation? In fact, I can’t determine your future now — but becoming stronger can’t be bad.”

It curiously asked: “Aren’t you afraid I will come back stronger and eat you?”

Musashi chuckled and said: “If I were afraid, I’d deal with you myself now… or do you think defeating the King of the Huns means you can act tough with me?”

“Alright, I’ll leave here first.” It nodded… seemingly not angrily reacting to Musashi’s words, calm… indifferent like a stone.

“Go to the depth of the crevice.” Master Musashi said at this time.

It frowned in confusion.

Master Musashi slowly said: “Although I don’t know what you exactly are… but I’ve seen similar things before. They’re called Abyssal Asura, possessing humanoid forms and their own thoughts… maybe you can find the answer to your essence from an Abyssal Asura.”

It tilted its head, thought, and directly asked: “How to go there?”

Musashi said: “Ride your… Fish Ball Qiang’s mount, Void Primordial Demons know how to go to the crevice’s depths — of course, how to make it lead you there depends on your own ability.”

“Okay.” Wang Xiaohu nodded, “Anything else to say?”

Master Musashi waved his hand disinterestedly, “No more, you can leave.”

It still remained unperturbed, directly passing by Musashi… walked out of the stone hut, then opened its mouth and spat out a palm-sized bone flute from within, and started to play it.

This was Fish Ball Qiang’s tool for summoning the flying ant-like Void Primordial Demon mount… In just a moment, the Void Primordial Demon with whom Fish Ball Qiang had a vengeful feud arrived, but hovered above the plaza, not daring to approach.

Its wings spread wide, it directly mounted on the back of the flying ant… The Void Primordial Demon seemed to sense an aura of its nemesis, yet began to feel puzzled — even, the Void Primordial Demon also sensed some inexplicable pressure from its body.

Not daring to resist, allowing Wang Xiaohu to ride on its back — Wang Xiaohu then reached out touching this flying ant’s antenna and softly said: “Head to the crevice’s depths… or I will eat you.”

Hearing Wang Xiaohu’s words at this point, Master Musashi couldn’t help but open his mouth… but seeing the flying ant Void Primordial Demon seem as if it understood and preparing to fly high, he swallowed back the words at his lips.

“Master Musashi.” Wang Xiaohu looked down, his expression indifferent, and slowly said: “When I return next time, I will eat you… you’ll be the first I eat.”

“Then I have to sharpen these two rusty blades of mine,” Master Musashi shrugged nonchalantly.

Wang Xiaohu deeply glanced at Musashi, then forcefully grasped the flying ant Void Primordial Demon’s antenna… The Void Primordial Demon screamed in pain and then directly flew out of the Palace of Eternal Night’s plaza, heading to the crevice’s depths.

Until it couldn’t be seen anymore, Master Musashi then took a sip from his wine jar and idly walked back into the stone hut to nap.

“I heard Void Primordial Demons have an empty void in their hearts… they need to fill this void, but there is nothing in the crevice that can fill this void, so born as they are, they never stop and are always searching for food. I’m the first… this foolish apprentice.” Master Musashi’s eyelids slowly closed, “Suddenly it’s become quiet…”

…

Whether it was the King of the Huns ultimately being knocked into a sub-world and unable to rise by Lord Longyang, or the events happening in the Palace of Eternal Night’s Beastfighting Arena, neither seemed to affect the daily life within the Void Lost Paradise for the Transcendents—many were even eagerly discussing the recently concluded battle for the Throne Emblem.

They were more concerned with: newcomer Arex’s abilities, concerned about the possibility of snatching the Throne Emblem from this newcomer.

But before their discussion could unfold for long, the Void Lost Paradise had already spread shocking news—from that moment, Lord Longyang had collected eight Throne Emblems and directly surpassed several veteran members whose Throne Emblem had always been stuck at the seventh, immediately initiating the Throne War.

And Lord Longyang’s opponent for the Throne War was the… Lionheart King, who had led an attack on heaven not long ago, only to return disheartened!

The Throne War requires at least three thrones to be present as witnesses to take effect.

Currently, only the Fu Xi Throne, along with the Throne of Qixi Di Qisha busy guiding two students, are present, needing one more, so the Throne War will begin as soon as the third throne returns.

“Musashi, let’s drink, I want to grasp the essence of drunken sword!”

“No time, get lost!”

“Such a heartless man!”

To avoid the entanglement from Lord Longyang before the battle, Master Musashi directly headed into the Beastfighting Arena, claiming to clean the place—yet just after stepping into the arena, Master Musashi was dumbfounded.

The arena compressed by Subspace was incredibly vast, supposedly teeming with Elemental Demons, yet when Master Musashi arrived, only a handful of Void Primordial Demons remained inside.

“Did they really… wipe them all out?” With his mouth wide open, Master Musashi blinked in disbelief, “But where did everyone go?”

…

This person was naturally Da Zhe—where exactly is Da Zhe?

Da Zhe had quietly left the Palace of Eternal Night and was waiting bored in a crevice, for the maid to open the passage to send him back.

“Emmm… with no concept of time here, am I going to wait for a long time?”

Da Zhe squatted down, thought for a bit, and then pulled out the dictionary-thick History of the Roman Empire from the Qiankun Bag that the maid had given him to pass the time.

It seemed quieter inside the crevice of dimensions than any other place.

…

…

In the present world, somewhere along the coast of Britain… manor.

The maid took Adam to the new world to deal with the new server matters of the Main God Project. Da Zhe was sent to the crevice for material collection, leaving Boss Luo all alone to go to school.

This made Luo Qiu think of the days before he met You Ye… feeling excited, he got on the town’s bus… planning to see the scenery around the original route.

“Good morning, Teacher Prin.”

“It’s you?”

On the bus, Boss Lu and Teacher Prin unexpectedly ran into each other… Not many people were on the bus, so naturally, there were plenty of open seats.

Luo Qiu directly sat next to Teacher Prin and casually asked, “Teacher Prin, do you usually take this bus to school as well?”

Teacher Prin shook his head and said, “I usually walk… But this morning, I went for a run, traveled a bit farther and forgot the time, so I had to take the bus back.”

Though he said so, Teacher Prin didn’t look like he had just finished exercising… but the bag beside him had a bit of soil and dew on it, proving he had indeed gone beyond the outskirts.

The bus was driving along a sea cliff toward the town, and when passing a large bay, the entire carriage inclined slightly.

Boss Luo suddenly said, “It seems like there’s only this road leading to the town.”

“Yes, there’s only one here,” Teacher Prin smiled and added, “There’s another one that might be easier to navigate than this.”

As he spoke, Teacher Prin glanced at the sea cliff rushing past the window and softly said, “This road is indeed harder to travel, especially in rainy weather when accidents can happen easily.”

Indeed,” Luo Qiu nodded, “like a car accident… If there were a family inside, it would be quite unfortunate.”

At this moment, Teacher Prin suddenly observed Luo Qiu’s profile and calmly said, “You seem to be implying something else.”

Boss Luo looked back at him, shook his head and said, “Nothing… just purely feeling sorry from a human perspective.”

… From a human perspective?

— You talk as if you’re not human.

Teacher Prin carefully pondered the words but did not express his thoughts—he had a noteworthy impression of this new student at the academy… Yet he faintly sensed the student’s origins were not simple.

Indeed, considering… Though this school is quite famous, it’s located in a remote rural area. Unless there was another purpose, few would choose to study here… especially in the rather obscure theology curriculum.

— To better inherit a family business or the like?

Teacher Prin couldn’t help recalling what Luo Qiu had said before… He remained curious about what kind of industry required knowledge from theology—surely not an exorcism family, right?

Having encountered exorcists, Teacher Prin naturally had met so-called exorcism families—in his over thirty years of life, being endowed with supernatural abilities since childhood, he had always traversed between the realms of the ordinary and extraordinary.

“Speaking of which, have you heard of Van Helsing?” Teacher Prin suddenly brought up.

Luo Qiu gave Teacher Prin a curious look, seemingly puzzled by the topic, “Van Helsing?”

Teacher Prin smiled slightly and said, “Legend has it Van Helsing was a famous monster hunter, active in the mid-19th century, who hunted numerous monsters threatening humans.”

Luo Qiu asked with interest, “Does Teacher Prin think there truly are monsters and monster hunters in this world?”

Teacher Prin chuckled, “You may consider that I simply wanted to relieve the quietness… Not intrigued by supernatural topics, the new theology student?”

Boss Luo pondered for a moment then finally said, “I suppose I’m still interested.”

“Suppose?” Teacher Prin was taken aback, “That’s quite an intriguing response, student.”

Boss Luo responded, “After all, ordinary people hardly encounter such things as monsters, right?”

“Not necessarily,” Teacher Prin ambiguously replied.

Seemingly unintentionally… At this moment, he frequently glanced out the window behind Luo Qiu facing the sea. Thus, Boss Luo looked back and saw the coastline suddenly dim, dark clouds gathering, as if rain were imminent.

Meanwhile, on the twisting mountain road, there seemed to be faint singing…