Chapter 707: Infinite Time

Chapter 707: Infinite Time

Time passed. At the end of every day, Hui woke up in his room, whether he returned to it, went to Jie Xinleis house, or not. As the days wound on, he developed a routine. Wake up, greet Jie Xinlei, refuse her offer, and walk to the barrier. Day after day, he studied the power of time.

I still havent grasped time. I cant absorb it. I barely comprehend any more about it than when I started.

How long will it take to absorb time? To comprehend it?

This is too hard, too hard!

Ugh. At least let me spawn here. Its annoying to have to walk here every day.

Haa no. Its good that I have to walk here. If I really just sat here for this long, Id probably get bored and wander away. I know myself.

If it wasnt for Zhubi, Id take this opportunity to invest years into my studies, and focus on nothing but attempting to gain insight into time. As it is, I need to comprehend the bare minimum as fast as possible, break out, and make sure no one has captured my adorable little dragon. Hes too cute for his own good, he really is. So cute hes a danger to himself. If he wasnt on par with that white tiger cub, after all, Tseng Caihong would never have captured him! And tiger cubs are top-tier cute, which puts Zhubi at top-tier, as well!

Hui shook his head. Joking aside, I do need to hurry and comprehend time. But what should I do? No matter how hard, I cant grasp it. I cant grab a scrap of time and bring it into my dantian to study it, and I dont really have the time to sit here forever and figure it out.

He gazed up at the wavering power of time. Come to think of it, even Chen Wuya didnt grasp time. Or rather, he didnt grab onto it. Can he not? Is time, fundamentally, something that cannot be grasped? Grasped, in this case, to mean held.

Maybe thats the lesson of time. Time cannot be held or manipulated. It must simply be observed.

Something tingled in his mind. Hui flinched. He tried to focus on it, but it slipped away before he could comprehend it fully. The concept lingered in his mind, just out of reach.

Hui gritted his teeth, frustrated. Its right there. Im so close.

Theres no need for that. Im already dead, Elder Brother, Hui thought, shaking his head internally.

Its tasteless to mention it, since they have no ability to adjust their way of life, Xi Muchen commented.

I dont care if its tasteless. Its disgusting. Lets hurry and complete this, so we can return to Heart Lotus City. Cho Haoli sniffed haughtily and hurried away, scraping his boots on the leaves every so often, as if a bit of poop clung to his heel. Oh, thank everything. Theres a road.

Xi Muchen paused. He turned back, then clasped his hands to Hui. He flicked his sleeve, and the earth opened up, swallowing Hui into its depths. Darkness fell over him, and he sunk down.

Well, this is a first, Hui thought. Ive never been buried before. I entered the mausoleum I built for myself, and I even lay in a coffin, but buried in the raw earth? This is the first time.

Hmm, no wonder theres powerful bodies lying around all over the place in cultivation worlds. No one bothers to bury anyone! Tsk, tsk. Its basic sanitation, basic sanitation! Even if you disrespect your enemy, at least respect the viruses and filth that can spread into your water supply, okay? Practice safe corpse disposal!

The earth muffled his ears and blinded him. Hui laid there for a few minutes to be sure, then tentatively extended his divine sense, peering around him. When he found nothing but a bare forest, he sat up, throwing the dirt up as he sat up. Spitting a mouthful of dirt, he shook his head, batting earth out of his hair.

Yuck. Id rather not be buried next time, Elder Brother, Hui muttered to himself. Even if its good corpse disposal, please dont bury this small cultivator. Its filthy, it really is.

Climbing all the way out of the shallow grave, he cleansed himself with qi. Dirt flew all around him, splattering the nearby trees. Hui adjusted his robes, brushed off the last of the dirt, and strode back toward the town. Casually running a hand over his face, he put on Zhang Mings face with the snakeskin technique.

After all, it wouldnt do to show up as the man they nicely buried.

Speaking of He turned back. Waving his sleeve, he closed up the grave behind him.

There. Good as new.

Nodding to himself, he strode boldly back toward town, putting his hands behind his back as he went.