Chapter 781
Chapter 781
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 781
>Chapter Title: Secret
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Chapter 781: Secret
After finally encountering a Simeing, Li Huowang couldn’t accept this kind of outcome.
Stabilizing his body slightly, Li Huowang saw that the other party showed no reaction at all, like a dead object. He switched to a different approach.
“I’m the heart anchor of Ji Zai! Do you know Ji Zai? Aren’t you all working together against the Child God now?” As Li Huowang spoke, his left ear fell off his face. He picked it up and stuck it back onto his head.
Seeing that the other party wouldn’t communicate even a single word no matter what, Li Huowang, whose head was splitting with pain, grew frantic. “What the hell do you mean?! Xuan Pin could help you before—why can’t I? What are you all thinking??”
This time, Li Huowang finally sensed movement from the other side. In the next moment, something he couldn’t comprehend swept over his entire body. Immediately after, Li Huowang felt his body being skinned, then deboned, until nothing was left of him at all.
“If you’ve got the guts, just kill me! See if Ji Zai comes after you once I’m dead!” Li Huowang poured all his energy into trying to reconstruct his body.
But in the next instant, everything vanished—the assimilation from the Five Wisdom Tathagata, his collapsing organs, all of it disappeared completely. His surroundings were utterly empty, with nothing at all.
Just like that, abruptly, the Five Wisdom Tathagata left.
“What the fuck is going on?! I came to help you all! Are you all insane? Can’t tell friend from foe? Don’t you have mouths? Won’t you even say a word?!”
Just as Li Huowang was feeling disheartened and preparing to head back to think of another way, he suddenly sensed something lingering where the Five Wisdom Tathagata had just been.
Something had arrived, but he couldn’t perceive what it was or even its direction. This sensation was extremely strange—no heavenly dao assimilation came either.
“Ji Zai? Is that you?” Li Huowang asked warily, already preparing to retreat.
He didn’t know if this was White Jade Capital. If it really was, then whatever was coming now needed serious consideration.
Suddenly, Li Huowang caught a fleeting sound—something extremely subtle, carrying a faint sense of familiarity, buried deep in his memories.
“I’ve seen this thing before. I’ve encountered it in the past!” Li Huowang racked his brains desperately, trying to figure out what it was, but the harder he thought, the less he could recall.
At that moment, it appeared again. This time, Li Huowang perceived its size. The thing was bizarre, incredibly bizarre—vast enough to blanket the entire heaven and earth, yet so small it was nearly invisible.
Li Huowang desperately wanted to see what it was—another Simeing, or something else? Unfortunately, his eyes were blind; he could only sense it with his other organs.
If it were a Simeing, it didn’t quite fit. Li Huowang hadn’t sensed that intense heavenly dao assimilation.
As Li Huowang reached out in confusion, he touched strands like hair.
After the thing appeared and vanished a third time, Li Huowang was suddenly yanked by a powerful force, plummeting rapidly downward.
“Dad! Dad?” Li Huowang struggled to open his eyes and saw Li Sui patting the bedside, looking at him worriedly.
“Dad, what’s wrong? Are you okay? I shook you so hard, but you wouldn’t wake up.” Li Sui wiped the cold sweat from Li Huowang’s forehead with a towel.
“I-I’m fine!” Li Huowang clutched his pounding head and went to the copper basin, scooping up water to splash his face vigorously.
The icy water made Li Huowang shiver all over, finally easing the pain a bit.
“What the hell was that thing? What did it want?” Li Huowang furrowed his brows in thought. But just then, he suddenly noticed his reflection in the water—and he froze. The Li Huowang in the water had seven eyes on his forehead.
In that moment, Li Huowang finally understood what that hair-like thing he’d touched was—the Supreme Pouring Mouth! The Supreme Pouring Mouth that traded foot secrets for one secret!
Clearly, compared to that humanoid terracotta Supreme Pouring Mouth, whatever he’d encountered this time was of an identity far, far higher.
He hadn’t revealed any secrets, yet it had directly given him seven secrets.
“Does it want me to use this to exchange for a way that Xuan Pin helped the Simeings?”
The more Li Huowang thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Otherwise, these seven secrets were utterly useless to him.
Though he’d achieved his goal, doubts lingered in Li Huowang’s mind. What exactly was that thing? Why help him? If it was a Simeing, it should control at least one heavenly dao.
“Supreme Pouring Mouth... Secret Heavenly Dao.”
Li Huowang pondered deeply. “A Simeing that controls the Heavenly Dao of Secrets? But among the fifty heavenly daos, is there a Secret Heavenly Dao?”
This question was destined to have no answer. Li Huowang racked his brains to recall everything from before, searching for clues in the minutiae.
But as he sifted through his memories, he suddenly noticed something off— a segment of memory he’d once experienced was vanishing at an imperceptibly rapid rate!!
“What—what the hell is going on?” As Li Huowang tried to figure it out, a knock came from the door.
“Who?!”
>“It’s this poor monk, Chandu.”
“Could the abbot of Zhengde Temple know something? After all, I met that thing through his ritual.” With this thought, Li Huowang didn’t even bother with his shoes and rushed to open the door.
Immediately, he saw Chandu in his kasaya, holding the purple-gold alms bowl, standing there with a group of monks, hands pressed together in greeting.
“Amitabha. The hour is approaching. The Kalan Assembly is about to begin. Shall this poor monk escort you there?”
Li Huowang recoiled in shock. “What!? Are you joking?!”
But when he looked at Chandu again, he saw complete sincerity, no trace of a joke.
“Was all that just a dream? All fake?” Li Huowang recalled the hazy memories in his mind, suddenly unsure.
He quickly thought of something and rushed back to the basin. Seeing the eyes on his reflection’s forehead, he realized at once—it wasn’t a dream! All of it had really happened!
“What’s wrong, Benefactor Li? Didn’t you say you wanted to see the Buddha? Have you changed your mind?”
Hearing Chandu’s question from the doorway, Li Huowang suddenly seemed to understand something.
“No! That wasn’t a dream! A segment of my experience—even that hour—has been concealed by It! That thing is the Simeing that controls secrets!”