Chapter 762 Listening to an old friend
On his way to the Thousand Flavors Restaurant, Yang Qing's mind unlike the usual where he would be wholesomely absorbed in what he would be eating, was focused on something else entirely, which was out of the norm for him. Even after leaving the library, he couldn't escape the contents he had consumed while he was there. Every thought he had was held captive by the strings of information and revelation he got from there.
He was not any closer to the thread that shined a light on the mastermind of the sacred graveyard scheme, and in fact he felt he had more questions than answers, and in certain aspects, he felt less sure of himself than he was at the beginning, owing to the information he was exposed to.
He still didn't have definite motives of that mastermind and what they were truly after, though he still believed a massacre was a key goal for them, but to what end, he had no idea. He still wasn't sure if the ghosts of the White Mulberry Kingdom were hunting the present or if he was reading too much into it.
But despite how many unanswered questions he had, at least, he did confirm a few things here and there, which though inconsequential at the moment, were still important as they parted the fog on some things albeit slightly. One of those things was confirming the entirety of the Deer Mountain Range had indeed been part of a prosperous Empire known to have soul formation experts and said Empire rivaled even the likes of the present-day Jade Leaf Empire.
Knowing the Deer Mountain Range was formerly the Bi Xie Empire may not help much at the moment but in terms of guiding motives for the mastermind, Yang Qing felt he at least had different avenues to work on as to their goals. Knowing the place was the territory of a rank 1 Empire famed for its prosperity in its heyday gave him a lot of thread to follow.
"Blessings in misfortune.." muttered Yang Qing with a complicated look flashing in his eyes as he felt some guilt for the thought he had.
Long-lost powerful organizations like the Bi Xie Empire and the Sky Rendering Sword Sect whose ends were unknown, terrifying organizations like the 12 Beasts of calamity, physiques that could summon eldritch horrors, dahlias that consumed soul formation experts like appetizers.. He did not know how many specters of the past still affected the present, and what he had learned about them, more than unnerved him, it downright petrified him. But he lived in this world now, and just like how he survived his crazy clan, he would do his damnest to survive this crazy world too.
If those ghosts came, he had to ensure he terrified them as much they terrified him, he was vindictive that way, and if he couldn't, he would at the very least ensure he was strong enough to take a swing and outrun them till he was strong enough to bury them.
"Luckily I am in the best hiding place.." thought Yang Qing, before his smile slowly turned worried.
Before today, he thought it was indomitable, but who knows how many calamities it could shelter him from. For a long time, he felt the urgency of wanting to improve his abilities, but no matter how urgent it was, he still had to live, life was for the living, pursuing strength just for the sake of pursuing strength was hardly a life.
Still haunted, he made his way to the Thousand Flavors Restaurant, even if the earth collapsed, and the skies fell, he wasn't about to miss a meal.
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