Chapter 377: Arriving at Mount Min, Towering Peaks p1
The brilliant river of stars gradually descended like meteors, converging upon the houses.
Then, as everyone watched in a daze, many of the village men opened their doors and walked out, their faces blank with confusion.
They looked at each other, checking their bodies in disbelief.
They… weren’t dead?!
After a while—
The villagers reunited and embraced, weeping tears of joy.
The commoners, who should have been killed by those demons and ghosts, were now completely healed, even resurrected!
Although they were shocked by their own revival, seeing their families weeping, they couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion, embracing each other silently, experiencing this miracle as if it were a gift from heaven.
No, this wasn’t a gift from heaven.
But the boundless grace of their benefactors!
As the night light faded, and the river of stars dissipated, under the respectful gazes of the villagers, Lin Tianlu played the last note on his flute and silently lowered the instrument.
And the previously glowing jade flute, its light now gone, returned to its original, simple appearance.
He touched the flute, his eyes flickering.
Could this power of resurrection be the true ability of this ancient treasure?
“B-Benefactor—”
Seeing several elderly villagers approach and about to kneel, Lin Tianlu quickly stopped them: “There’s no need for such formalities, it was my duty to save you.”
“You… you saved the hundred or so lives in our Xinzhu Village, how can we ever forget such kindness?!”
The elderly villagers were all in tears, their voices filled with emotion, the revival of their loved ones clearly a deeply moving experience.
It was no different from being reborn.
As they spoke, the rescued women and children, and the revived men of the village, also approached and knelt down sincerely, their voices filled with gratitude and excitement as they expressed their thanks.
“All of us in Xinzhu Village are eternally grateful to Master Lin!”
Seeing the villagers’ overflowing gratitude, Lin Tianlu didn’t stop them any further and smiled wryly: “I understand your excitement, but please take these children to the nearest town tomorrow morning, so the authorities can help them find their families.”
“As you command, benefactor, we will do our best!”
“In that case, please go back and rest now, everyone.”
Lin Tianlu smiled and cupped his hands: “Those villains have been eliminated, and no evildoer will dare to cause trouble here again. You can live your lives in peace, without any worries.”
Several elderly villagers looked up at him: “Then, what about you, benefactor…?”
“I won’t stay any longer.” Lin Tianlu nodded: “I just happened to pass by here, now that the villains are gone, I should continue my journey.”
“Please stay… for another night, benefactor! Let us villagers properly thank you for saving our lives!”
Lin Tianlu smiled wryly: “There’s no need, elders, my wives and I are traveling, we can’t delay any longer. As for your gratitude, please keep it in your hearts.”
“But—”
Whoosh!
A gentle breeze suddenly swept through the villagers, and they froze, their bodies swaying slightly as if in a daze, before standing up again.
Lin Tianlu’s expression changed slightly, and he looked sideways at Yun Yue, who was approaching.
“Yue’er?”
“They’re too excited now, it’s better for them to calm down.” Yun Yue murmured: “It would be more convenient for us to leave this village.”
Saying this, she waved her sleeve, and the villagers turned and walked towards their houses, the kidnapped children also being assigned to different homes.
She was about to erase their memories of tonight’s events, but she hesitated and stopped.
Experiencing life and death, loss and reunion, would deepen their bonds.
The relationships between these villagers would surely become even stronger.
However—
“Are you alright, Tianlu?”
Yun Yue looked at him with concern.
After all, the disaster that had befallen Xinzhu Village tonight was ultimately caused by him.
“I’m fine.”
But Lin Tianlu quickly smiled frankly.
“I understand the cause and effect, but I won’t blame myself. If any other demons, ghosts, or practitioners seek revenge against me and harm innocent people, I will take responsibility, even ten thousand lives wouldn’t be enough to repay them.”
Seeing his calm and carefree demeanor, Yun Yue’s heart eased slightly, and she nodded with a gentle smile.
“It’s good that you’re alright, Tianlu.”
“However, I’ll have to be more careful in the future.”
Lin Tianlu rubbed his chin and mused: “I can’t let these villains roam free and harm others, it would be a disaster for the world.”
…
“It’s good that everyone is safe.”
Hua Shuya sheathed her sword and walked over with Cheng Yishi.
She discreetly clenched her right hand, still amazed by her rapid improvement in cultivation.
She had actually been able to fight against a Crimson Demon Realm demon or ghost with her swordsmanship alone, it had truly surprised her.
“However—”
Cheng Yishi looked at the jade flute curiously: “Husband, since when did this thing have the power to revive the dead? To bring back those villagers?”
Lin Tianlu couldn’t help but make a strange expression.
He had never heard of this jade flute’s ability before, and even he had been surprised after playing it, let alone being able to explain it.
“—This is called the Jade Dragon Creation Flute.”
A cold and ethereal voice suddenly echoed.
Lin Tianlu and the others were startled and quickly looked towards the voice, surprised to see Mao Ruoyu slowly approaching.
The usually gentle and virtuous woman now had a cold and aloof aura, her eyes like the sea, her expression calm and indifferent: “It didn’t reverse life and death, but rather, using the abundant Yin energy and soul power scattered here, it repaired their injuries and restored their souls. After all, the souls of these mortals were devoured by the demons and ghosts, and it hasn’t been long, it wasn’t difficult to extract them.”
“Sister… Ruoyu?” Hua Shuya’s face was filled with confusion and uncertainty: “Wh-Why are you…”
So strange!
She had never seen Mao Ruoyu like this before.
Even Cheng Yishi and Yun Yue were surprised, Mao Ruoyu seemed to have completely changed.
Lin Tianlu’s eyes flickered, and he murmured: “You recognize this object?”
“It’s now in your hands, so… Hmm?”
Mao Ruoyu paused slightly, her face showing a dazed expression, as she stumbled a few steps.
But as she looked up again, her usual lively expression returned, and she blinked repeatedly: “Did I… say something strange just now?”
“Sister Ruoyu, do you… remember what happened just now?”
“I know that my husband defeated the villain, and then played the flute—”
Mao Ruoyu touched her forehead, a confused look on her face.
She remembered what had happened just now, and she also gradually recalled what she had just said.
“Is it… another consciousness within me?”
“Yes.”
Lin Tianlu stepped forward and took her hand gently, saying softly: “But there’s no need to worry, she must have resonated with the flute somehow, that’s why she suddenly spoke.”
“…I’m quite relieved, actually.” Mao Ruoyu smiled gently: “That young lady helped me a lot before, and she seems to be quite knowledgeable, perhaps I can learn more from her in the future.”
Lin Tianlu couldn’t help but chuckle.
His wife was truly adaptable.
“Since there’s nothing to worry about, let’s continue our journey.” Yun Yue suddenly spoke, her gaze lingering on Mao Ruoyu thoughtfully.
That fleeting cold aura just now reminded her of the conflict in the Netherworld.
Ruoyu had suddenly gained a cultivation level comparable to the Savage Realm, it seemed to be thanks to the help of that strange woman.
“As for the rest of the journey, I’ll help conceal our auras, so we won’t be chased by those villains again, it will save us a lot of trouble.”
“Then I’ll have to trouble you, Yue’er.”
Lin Tianlu beckoned towards the distance.
Then, Meixia quickly galloped over, pulling the carriage, a joyful and energetic look on her face.
“That kick just now was quite impressive.”
Lin Tianlu couldn’t help but smile, rubbing her head: “So powerful and precise, quite satisfying.”
“Neigh~”
Meixia neighed proudly, seemingly quite pleased with herself.
Everyone got back into the carriage, and they set off again, silently leaving the now peaceful and quiet village.
Only then did a few elderly villagers in the village come back to their senses. They hurriedly put down what they were doing, rushed out of their houses, and looked towards the distant carriage disappearing down the mountain road.
“…Thank you, celestial benefactors, for your great kindness…!”
They knelt down, tears streaming down their faces, their voices filled with emotion as they bowed in farewell.
…
And in the back mountain of the village, a tall and slender figure stood on an ancient tree, her gaze cold as she looked at the villagers bowing silently in the village, nodding slightly: “They’re quite grateful.”
She brushed her hair, glanced sideways towards the depths of the dark and gloomy forest, and parted her lips slightly: “But you lowly rats are truly relentless.”
“You think you can escape after killing our men?!”
A low and hoarse snort came from the dark forest.
At the same time, a strange mist began to spread, quickly enveloping the area within several dozen feet. Faint, crimson lights flickered in the surroundings, figures indistinct.
“I’m not planning to ‘escape,’ I’ve been waiting for you here for a long time.”
The tall and beautiful woman’s expression was indifferent as she waved her hand, and dozens of gleaming weapons materialized, surrounding her, embedded in the ground and the tree trunks.
Then, she raised her eyes, which glowed with a sinister light:
“Since you’re here, I might as well eliminate you all.
—You… don’t deserve to live.”
A cold light suddenly flashed in the forest.
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