Chapter 519: Hell's Revolving Door
The second he stepped inside, Hui dropped into a meditative pose. He circulated his energy, focusing on his route to the surface. The seed on the far side of the mountain barrier. The seed in the Southern region! Call out to me, seed! The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))
To his surprise, two beacons lit up in the Southern Sect Conference. One, brighter than the other, called to him like a sun, eclipsing the light of the second seed. Hui frowned, then shrugged mentally. Lets go find out! I can take a few risks, now that Im dead.
A few a few very carefully calculated risks! A very few carefully calculated risks! To accept risk is to court death. I must remember, at all times, that death is but a temporary state for me! When I return to life, Ill once again have to stave off death at all turns. If I acquire bad habits now, like risk-taking, Ill never make it in the mortal realm, and Ill have no choice but to return to the Underworld and work for free for the rest of my existence.
No, no, no! I refuse! I wont accept debt, and neither will I accept unpaid labor! I must escape the Underworld for good, as soon as possible!
Not just because of the unpaid labor, of course. I need to see my wives and children and friends, as well. But also the unpaid labor!
The light grew closer. Hui braced himself. Whyever this particular seed is giving off a stronger aura, I have to be prepared! Prepared for anything. He called up the shape of the barrier talisman in his mind, ready to draw it at the slightest provocation. Too bad I left the remnants of the hundred and eight layers on my physical Underworld body. Ahhh, next time, should I draw it on my soul? Then Ill be protected in both the mortal realm and the Underworld.
Next time, notes for next time!
He smashed into the light, and found himself lying on his back. Colors blurred all around him. Disoriented, Hui stood, then wobbled. Water sloshed around his knees. He lifted a hand to his forehead and smacked himself in the face. Ugh. I feel all weird. Like my limbs are too big, or maybe too small
Master! a tenor voice called.
Ying Lin? Hui asked on instinct, squinting into the light. Wait, no. Ying Lin ascended and in the first place, thats a mans voice!
Master, its me.
Hui blinked. His vision cleared.
A handsome man appeared before him, his hair tied back in a low half-crown. White ribbons hung over his shoulders, straight as his silken hair. The man wore white, his robes pooling on the surface of the knee-deep water. He reached out a hand to Hui. Here, take my hand, Master. Are you awake now?
Song Wei, Hui concluded. He took Song Weis hand. Judging by his appearance, the white lotus never blackened.
Phew! I headed off that particular plot twist. Black lotuses are scary, seriously scary! I dont want to be tortured, or attacked out of nowhere, or hunted down to the ends of the realm. Relieved, Hui patted Song Weis shoulder. Good job, good job.
Its to Masters liking? Song Wei said, his eyes sparkling.
What? Hui asked.
Song Wei gestured around Hui.
Hui turned slowly in a circle, taking in his surroundings.
The knee-deep water perfectly reflected the world around him, a liquid mirror. Lotuses floated on the tranquil water, spreading thick petals to the sky. A perfect sky stretched overhead, while a flute played gently in the background. The pool hung in the air, water infinitely pouring over its edges while never diminishing in depth.
Hui considered, then shook his head. Whats the point? This body is temporary. Id only lose it. Song Wei, you should keep it.
Oh, Song Wei said. He drooped, disappointed.
Notnot that it isnt beautiful! Song Wei, it isnt worthy of a small cultivator like me. Im simply not fit to take it, Hui said, waving his hands.
Not even worthy of Master, Song Wei murmured, drooping further.
No, no! Its too worthy, too worthy! Im not good enough for it! And, and, Im afraid Id lose it right now. Song Wei, youre the only one I can trust to keep such a beautiful thing safe! Hui said, quickly backtracking.
Song Wei perked up. Really?
Hui nodded emphatically. Really.
This troublesome blackahem, white lotus. I can never let down my guard around him! One misspoken word, and he threatens to blacken!
Still, he still likes me, and the fact that hes on my side means that I get to partake of the white lotus protagonist powers! Having a top-tier artifact forger in my back pocket is no joke! He might even be able to forge a sword so overpowered that this small cultivator can rely on it.
Actually Song Wei, could you watch over this for me? Hui rubbed his hands together, then held out a black seed. Keep it in the box for me. Its the most important thing I could ask you to do.
Song Wei looked at the seed. He frowned at it. Master wants me to grow lotuses?
Ah not quite. Song Wei, its no exaggeration to say that I couldnt be here without a seed like that one, Hui said.
Ah! Then Ill forge something even better. Something perfectly suited for Masters seed! Song Wei said enthusiastically.
Hui choked.
Master? Song Wei tilted his head.
Clapping Song Wei on the shoulder, Hui managed a smile. Im off to see my children. And Song Wei?
Yes?
Never talk about Masters never talk about that seed again, Hui said, looking into Song Weis eyes. Im begging you. Im pleading you. Never say that again!
Song Wei nodded. I understand. Ill keep this a secret between me and Master!
Good. Good, Hui said. He flew off quickly. Id better hurry out of here, before Song Wei says anything else concerning!