Chapter 872 - Visiting The Graves

It had been a while since Lin Mu paid respects to his parent's graves. He sat there for hours and simply talked about all that had happened. He didn't care about anything and simply wanted to bare his heart.

The loss of his parents was something he had somewhat dealt with, but there were still times when he felt their need. These days he was far too busy to think about something like that, but now that today he had the opportunity, he decided to do this.

Lin Mu didn't even realize when morning came and had talked non stop.

~huu~

"It was nice talking to you again, father, mother… I'll come visit soon." Lin Mu said as he stood up.

~shua~

A few seconds later, his vision faded to black and when it returned, he was staring at the ceiling of the bedroom.

~crack~crack~crack~

Rising up from the body, Lin Mu's joints and bones popped. It was all the pent up stress that had accumulated and resulted in stiffness that was finally being released. 

This showed that even if Lin Mu had a decent cultivation base and was even a body cultivator, it didn't mean that his body was fully resistant to fatigue and exhaustion. It only meant that he would not face them as quickly as what normal humans did.

Not to mention, Lin Mu had quite literally been working for over a month without resting. He had gone through harsh battles that brought him close to death. It was more than enough to mentally tire out most people.

Perhaps if it were not for the mentality he had developed over the time, he might not have been in this state.

"Let's read up on some things…" Lin Mu muttered to himself as he took out the books about formations.

He had never stopped improving and after experiencing everything in the Kushao ruins, Lin Mu only felt an urge to get better and better at formations.

He spent the rest of the day in this and didn't go out. No one disturbed or visited him either, and he was left alone to himself. This was something he had requested himself and was quickly accepted by the Supreme elder.

Besides, it wasn't like there was anything particular that Lin Mu needed to do right now for the sect. Jing Luo was already setting up the teleportation gate while Little Shrubby was out hunting.

The disciples of the Noon Grass sect had taken a liking to the beast and would take him out to all the spots they knew of. Plus, they could now take advantage of Little Shrubby and get rid of the more problematic beasts that were living around the sect.

Little Shrubby got payment for it as well of course, and a share of the rewards, since the disciples were also gathering some spirit herbs and materials during their ventures. 

It wasn't like they could ignore Little Shrubby's contribution and not pay him. After all, he was stronger than every disciple of the Noon Grass sect. This even included several elders of the sect and only the high elders would be able to defend against him.

In that sense, Little Shrubby was practically on the level of an high elder and the disciples had to respect him in that way too. Lin Mu of course had knowledge about Little Shrubby's every move and could sense him all the time.

He could also feel Little Shrubby's cultivation base progressing slowly.

"It won't be long before he reaches Dao Shell realm…" Lin Mu muttered as he laid on the bed.

He stretched out his hand and looked at the ring that quaintly laid on his middle finger.

~Sigh~

"It maybe time for me to proceed on the second stage of the Dao Shell realm as well. Though I need more time to confirm the details of the shape…" Lin Mu spoke before closing his eyes.

A minute later he appeared in the Sleepscape and opened his eyes.

~huu~

Taking a deep breath, Lin Mu sorted his thoughts and sat down on the ground with his back to the spirit apple tree. The tree had grown again and now half of it was covered with spirit apples.

"It's been a while. Wonder how they taste now?" Lin Mu said and causally plucked one of the spirit apples.

His use of the spirit apples had become zero a long time ago, as they could no longer help him as much as they could before. Just a single breath of his was enough to replenish many times the amount of spirit Qi that was present in the Spirit apple.

~Munch~

Taking a bite, Lin Mu felt the sweet and sour juices of the spirit apple spreading in his mouth. A sense of nostalgia filled his mind, and he inevitably smiled. Finishing the fruit in a couple more bites, Lin Mu closed his eyes.

He stayed in that state for hours and did not move one bit. His breaths were steady and if one looked at him right now, they would think that he was deep in meditation. 

~shua~

A distortion appeared some distance away from him and a Grey orb appeared. The Grey orb split apart to reveal none other than Xukong.

"He's in the Sleepscape and the mental link stopped? How?" Xukong was confused.

While Xukong had been checking up on Lin Mu from time to time, he didn't need to appear for most things now. He knew what Lin Mu was doing and was fine with all that he did.

The only reason he even appeared now was the link between him and Lin Mu stopping again. Something like this only happened when the ring did something or if Lin Mu experienced some kind of a change.

"The altar was still fine and the ring's inside was fine. Which means… he's comprehending something?" Xukong analyzed.

Xukong stared at Lin Mu for a long time, waiting for him to wake up.. But even after an entire day passed, it didn't happen.