vrcanaries Chapter 914 Return (5)
Chapter 914 Return (5)
Chapter 914 Return (Part 5)
“That’s not your fault. After all, the situation our Myriad Manifestations School is facing now… it’s normal to be questioned…” The old man was very understanding and seemed to understand Han Yi’s thoughts. He wasn’t angry, but just sighed.
Also.
No matter who it is,
Seeing such a dilapidated scene at the entrance of the school, as if it had just been robbed and ransacked, would instinctively arouse suspicion.
Han Yi smiled and said nothing more. He followed the hopping stone figure and slowly disappeared into the darkness, heading into the cave.
The long, deep cave path was shrouded in thick, dense fog on both sides, with rows of will-o'-the-wisps of green light flickering, illuminating only the narrow path beneath our feet.
Han Yi followed the little stone figure closely, passing through several corners and numerous cave entrances, and it seemed that they had arrived deep inside the mountain. Only then did the thick fog in the cave begin to thin out.
Sonorous!
Suddenly this time.
A series of ear-piercing sounds rang out as swords were drawn from their sheaths and scraped against metal.
Han Yi looked in the direction of the sound and saw a one-armed woman covered in blood in a corner of the cave.
The woman had short hair, a resolute face, and a fierce expression; she was completely devoid of the delicate beauty of an ordinary woman.
On the contrary, his tall, strong, pale body, covered in large muscles, was covered in blood that would occasionally gush from his wounds and drip down. It was filled with dense scars and exuded a brutal and bloodthirsty aura.
In her only remaining hand, she held a broken long knife, and was now earnestly and devoutly polishing the broken edge of the knife against the cave wall, trying to smooth it out and restore its sharpness.
Han Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.
This woman possesses... a quality that is both unfamiliar and familiar...
Something's weird...
Click click...
Without his knowledge, the stone man quietly turned into a pile of rubble on the ground.
A somewhat pale figure slowly appeared in front of Han Yi.
The figure had a thick white beard, kind eyes, and was not tall, but his wrinkled face seemed to tell a story.
When Han Yi looked over, the old man smiled gently, and countless wrinkles appeared on his face.
"I am Lin Mu, the current Grand Elder of the Myriad Manifestations School. If nothing unexpected happens, I should be the one to assess whether you are qualified to succeed as the sect leader." "Elder Lin Mu... Elder Mu..." Han Yi realized that addressing him by his name was impolite and quickly corrected himself. He glanced at Lin Mu, then at the surrounding environment, and his expression gradually became strange.
"Are you sure... you weren't lying to me just now...? I feel like... we've gone to the wrong place..."
His eyes were lowered, and his hand slowly gripped the hilt of the sword, ready to strike at any moment.
The woman and the old man before them were pale and weak, with faint, translucent fluctuations emanating from them, though they looked almost exactly like normal humans.
But it's obvious.
They are not human.
It is a kind of ghost-like existence.
What a joke.
A vast school of thought, the School of All Things, sent out these two people…
To say there's nothing fishy going on here...
Han Yi naturally didn't believe it at all.
The two people in front of you are clearly ghosts.
"Don't worry. There's no problem, we... won't harm you..." Lin Mu smiled wryly and explained, "If I had a choice, I wouldn't want to become a bound spirit, but..."
His face was bitter, his expression dejected, and his body trembled, making him appear somewhat unreal, clearly as if he were thinking of some past he didn't want to mention.
The Myriad Manifestations School had long since declined due to a great calamity in its early years, and the secret techniques it mainly practiced had been severed. It was all up to Chun Rongrong to support it alone, struggling to maintain it, which was extremely difficult.
Fortunately, Chun Rongrong's past adventures and the Green Robe Alliance she had made in the Central Plains and Yunzhou provided a steady stream of financial support, allowing the Myriad Manifestations School to begin to flourish and show signs of rising to prominence. However, this improvement was short-lived, as Chun Rongrong ran into trouble again.
In order to avenge her best friend, whom she considered a sister, she traveled to the Central Plains, died far from home, and didn't even leave a last word.
The School of All Things has since declined and is now on the verge of extinction.
"So..." Han Yi's expression was strange. "It's not that no one came to greet us, it's just that there were too few people, not even enough disciples to maintain the basic operation of the school?"
Only then did he realize what a troublesome mess Chun Rongrong had left behind.
The sect, which already struggled to recruit disciples, suffered even more after Chun Rongrong's death and the vacancy of its sect leader, resulting in two consecutive defeats in alliance meetings and a drop in its ranking.
With resources scarce and supplies insufficient, and the school on the verge of disbanding at any moment, it's no wonder that people are filled with anxiety and disciples are leaving. How desperate is the Myriad Manifestations School now? They can't even find basic guards or patrol personnel.
This forced Elder Lin Mu to personally go out to greet them.
To know.
The thunderstorms that appear outside are the most feared celestial phenomenon for these earthbound spirits. If they are not careful, they may attract lightning, and even a wisp of it will cause their souls to be scattered, which is extremely dangerous.
From another perspective, it's astonishing that Lin Mu, a bound spirit, a spirit without even a physical form, could become an elder of a school.
This also sufficiently illustrates the difficult situation faced by the School of All Things.
There's really no one available.
"Just like you said...we old folks...we should have stayed behind the scenes, gradually disappearing into the world as time went by...but..."
Lin Mu sighed deeply, "We are unwilling to accept this. Even if we can't return to our former glory... the Myriad Manifestations School must not perish in our hands... Otherwise, how can I face them in the afterlife..."
His voice was low, with an indescribable sorrow in it.
The fierce woman next to him, who was constantly sharpening her knife, suddenly stopped, seemingly infected by this emotion, and stood there in a daze.
"..."
Han Yi fell silent for a moment, unable to utter a word.
"So... what have you thought about it..." Lin Mu's tone was desolate, with an indescribable loneliness, "If you don't want to... you can leave at any time."
In fact, Lin Mu also believed that the Myriad Phenomena School had lost its future.
Instead of deceiving people into joining with words, only to have them leave disappointed upon learning the truth, it's better to be straightforward and tell them the facts from the start. This might deter some people, but it's better than having a falling out and causing conflict later.
"..."
Han Yi did not answer directly, but looked at the fierce woman who was standing aside in a daze.
"Elder Lin...and this is..."
“Her…” Lin Mu hesitated for a moment before speaking, “She was the sect leader two years before that…”
"To be precise, she is Rongrong's mother, the leader of the Chunyan Sect. According to seniority, you should call her... 'Mrs.'"
"Chun Rongrong's mother?" Han Yi was taken aback. No wonder he felt a sense of familiarity when he first saw the woman, as if he had seen her somewhere before.
After hearing Lin Mu's explanation, he suddenly understood.
“Chunyan’s soul was injured and her soul body is incomplete, so even though she has been transformed into a bound spirit, her mind is not clear,” Lin Mu explained. “But don’t worry, you have the aura mark left by Rongrong on your body, so Chunyan… won’t hurt you.”
"..." Han Yi fell silent again.
The current situation is quite clear.
The Myriad Manifestations School is a precarious, third-rate school. Even if he joins it, passes the test, and successfully becomes its leader, it could be disbanded or canceled at any time, leading to a whole host of troublesome problems.
This school of thought, being the weakest and least prominent among all schools, is no longer in a position to consider its future prospects.
Instead, we need to consider whether we can persevere.
live.
The lineage is incomplete, the masters are gone, and the disciples are few and far between.
The only remaining experts with some skill in the school were two earthbound spirits with unfulfilled wishes, one of whom lacked much of his consciousness.
to be honest.
The current Myriad Manifestations School is basically only being held up by Lin Mu, an old codger, and it will probably naturally perish before long.
If Han Yi chooses to join.
All they could get was a hollow identity as a Hundred Veins Sect member and a vast, empty sect grounds that hardly anyone lived in.
Han Yi's hesitation clearly made Lin Mu think of something, and he let out a long sigh.
"Let's go. When Rongrong chose you, she probably never imagined the school would fall to this state... Let's go..."
I have a few acquaintances... from other schools of thought, whom I can recommend if you'd like. Of course, they're just minor schools, but their situation is much better than ours..."
"No need to say anything more, Elder," Han Yi suddenly interrupted. "That's enough."
"What...do you mean?" Lin Mu was taken aback. "You're going to other schools...like the Woyun Sect, the Xiulin School, and..."
"I'm sure, I'll stay," Han Yi said calmly.
He has never been one to make promises.
Once you've agreed, you must do your best to fulfill it, no matter what.
"Stay?!" Lin Mu looked stunned, as if he hadn't reacted yet, and asked again and again, "You mean...stay? Are you sure? After understanding the current situation of the school, you still want to stay?"
“Yes. I’m sure I’m joining the Myriad Manifestations School,” Han Yi said calmly.
Since you promised Chun Rongrong, there's no need to be picky and break your promise.
What's more.
Chun Rongrong essentially saved his life.
This favor must be repaid.
Even if the Myriad Phenomena School is in a bad situation now, can it still compare to the Nine-Bend Academy of yesteryear?
Even back then, when they were being hunted down, wanted, and had bounties on their heads, hiding in the mountains every day, living in constant fear, like a group of rats in the dark, enduring humiliation and hardship to survive, the Jiuqumen people...
He was able to lead his team to a comeback, defy fate, and ultimately soar to great heights.
A mere school of thought.
Of course, that goes without saying.