Atop the earthen mound, there was a silence as still as death.
Li Muyang’s pupils constricted, fixed intently on the dry corpse before him.
An incredible sense of shock filled his chest.
This dry corpse spoke of… Earth?
How would it know about Earth?
The last time he encountered this dry corpse at the Reincarnation Platform, he thought it was a fox spirit.
But he later learned that the Ghost Moon Fox was not the dry corpse.
Yet, to his surprise, this thing also had a corpse within the Ancestor Spirit Garden of the Ancient Resentment Well.
And it uttered astonishing words.
Li Muyang fell into silence for a moment, frowning unsure how to respond.
The last time he encountered the dry corpse, it nonsensically said, “Death is actually a reward.”
This time, it uttered, “Earth is an ominous land,” all of it mystic and unfathomable riddles that he could not understand.
——This damn dry corpse is a riddle person!
Atop the earthen mound, seeing Li Muyang fall silent, the dry corpse spoke again.
“Now the Ancestor Spirit Garden is devoid of life, eerily quiet. The spirits of the ancestors from the Evil Vein Clan have all fallen into slumber.”
“You rush here, aiming to awaken the sleeping ancestor spirits, asking them to prevent the rampaging of the Ancient Evil Gods, right?”
The dry corpse shook its head: “Unfortunately, it’s difficult for your plan to succeed.”
“You are not a descendant of the Evil Vein Clan, without the Red Evil Bell, you can’t awaken these sleeping ancestor spirits.”
“And the Red Evil Bell disappeared into the depths of The Peaceful Realms a long time ago, along with the demise of Granny Gu ten thousand years ago.”
“The Ancient Resentment Well Evil Gods that have been suppressed for aeons, now that they have emerged, nobody can stop them.”
“All the effort you’ve made is in vain. Instead of struggling in futility, you might as well go back and make your arrangements.”
The dry corpse sighed: “At least, you can enjoy the last peaceful moments with your loved ones at the end of your life.”
The mysterious dry corpse’s words left Li Muyang with a bizarre expression.
Is this crooked dry corpse not playing the riddle person this time?
Not only is it not playing the riddle person, but it even kindly enlightened Li Muyang about the situation.
Li Muyang furrowed his brows and asked, “Who exactly are you? How do you know so much?”
The mysterious dry corpse let out a laugh, shaking its head, “Who I am is not necessary for you to know, you just need to understand that I am not your enemy.”
“Death is not to be feared, death is a reward. Jiang Xiaoyu, you need not fear death.”
The dry corpse spoke with a detached tone.
Li Muyang asked again, “What do you mean by Earth? Why do you say Earth is an ominous land?”
This question was crucial, but the dry corpse answered succinctly: “Earth is your path of arrival, Jiang Xiaoyu. Very few people know this secret, but when you drifted here from cosmic space, you left traces which, with some extrapolation, can reveal some secrets.”
The words of the dry corpse narrowed Li Muyang’s eyes: “Extrapolation? What is your relationship with Heavenly Machine Pavilion? Are you also a Yan?”
An ancestor of Yan Xiaoru?
The dry corpse shook its head again: “Stop guessing, Jiang Xiaoyu, you won’t figure it out, and there’s no point in continuing to guess.”
“I am already dead, not to mention, not your enemy. If you don’t believe what I say, you can leave. There’s no need to interrogate me.”
The dry corpse’s answer allowed Li Muyang to grasp the general logic.
This mysterious dry corpse… at least the one he encountered now, seems to be forthcoming provided you don’t ask about its identity.
Li Muyang thought for a while, gave up on inquiring about the identity of the fellow, and asked about other matters.
“If we find the Red Evil Bell and bring it here, can we awaken the ancestor spirits and ask for their help in confronting the Evil Gods?”
The mysterious dry corpse said: “Since ancient times, the Evil Vein Clan has been implacable enemies of the Evil Gods. Nearly all of the ancestor spirits sleeping in this Spirit Garden have perished from the torture and destruction of the Evil Gods.”
“If you awaken them, there’s no need for you to ask for help; they will rush out to seal away the Evil God on their own.”
The mysterious mummy’s reply eased Li Muyang’s breath.
Good, although he did not awaken the Ancestor Spirits, at least he now knew the solution.
Just bring the Evil Vein Clan’s heritage treasure, the Red Evil Bell, to the Ancient Resentment Well, and you can awaken the Ancestor Spirits.
Conveniently, the Red Evil Bell was currently in Li Muyang’s hands, and his true self was on his way to the Tianyuan Continent!
“Then I would like to ask, Senior, how should one deal with that demon named Miao Fengjun? It has asked me to fetch a handful of black soil from this place.”
Dealing with Miao Fengjun was Li Muyang’s current top priority.
It may well be the ultimate mission in this game.
But the apparently omniscient mysterious mummy appeared surprised at this moment.
“Oh? Miao Fengjun is still alive? And it even asked you to fetch black soil? Truly curious.”
“If it wants black soil, then give it to him.”
“Since it requires the black soil from the inner depths of the Evil Vein Ancestor Spirit Garden, does that mean it’s currently in some kind of suspended animation? If you bring the black soil to it, allowing it to fully resurrect, then you could truly kill it.”
“However, although this demon engages in the Demon Path, it doesn’t harbor much ambition and can hardly be called brutal. Before you kill it, you may make use of it accordingly.”
The mysterious mummy once again considerately provided guidance.
Li Muyang wore a strange expression looking at the mummy, could this guy really not be Yan Xiaoru’s ancestor?
Why so friendly towards him?
He wanted to continue asking, but suddenly the mummy sat back down.
The mist in the air gradually dispersed, and everything on the earthen mound platform returned to normal.
The mummy, wrapped in a white cloth, sat there with its head hanging stiffly, motionless.
“…is there a time limit for the mummy’s awakening?”
Li Muyang approached, intending to unveil the white cloth and see the mummy’s true face.
However, the moment his hand touched the white cloth, the bizarre cloth flew at him and covered him thoroughly, whitening his field of vision instantly.
[You have died, game failure]
The game over CG popped up in his vision.
Seeing this, Li Muyang was stunned.
“Ah? I can’t touch it?”
No wonder Yan Xiaoru, during the last cycle on the platform, stood besides the mysterious mummy without touching its white cloth.
Turns out this thing can’t be touched.
After reloading his save, Li Muyang re-entered the game.
The save was from before Li Muyang ascended the platform.
Now Li Muyang climbed onto the platform once more, ready to resume his conversation with the mysterious mummy and gather more information.
However, as he stepped onto the earthen mound platform, the mummy sitting there with its head hanging low stood up and began repeating the dialogue from the previous save.
“The earth, is an ominous land.”
“Within the Ancestor Spirit Garden now, there is dead silence. The spirits of the ancestors of the Evil Vein Clan have all fallen into slumber…”
The same unchanged dialogue, the mysterious mummy methodically narrated, exactly the same as in the previous save.
Even as Li Muyang tried to interject, he couldn’t stop it.
Such repetition left Li Muyang somewhat speechless.
—Are you a damn NPC?! Dialogue content is fixed and unchangeable?
