Chapter 330
330 Deadline 2
Chapter 330, Limit 330
“Okay. You can come back with me in a bit.” Lin Hui rarely saw an individual who wasn’t too affected, so he nodded in agreement without much concern.
"By the way, if the Dao Lord likes young and beautiful women, there are many turtle-backed girls in my clan that can be sent to you as maids. Don't worry, they will be obedient and live for at least ten thousand years!" Seeing that Lin Hui agreed readily, Di Yun quickly promoted his clan.
"Turtle-backed girl." Lin Hui's eyelids twitched.
He remembered seeing that image before at the shrine.
The so-called "turtle-backed girls" are actually small sea turtles with heads shaped like young girls. What's even more bizarre is that these "turtle-backed girls" also have limbs that are thick and strong, typical of sea turtles. However, they never crawl; instead, they walk upright.
Furthermore, Di Yun said that women in their clan are considered beautiful if they have white beards on their chins. The more and thicker the beards, the more beautiful the woman is in their clan!
"Forget it, just take him with you back with me. We'll find a place to settle down in the nearby sea. I'll arrange a safe zone," Lin Hui refused.
"Alas. They were just unlucky," Di Yun sighed.
The man and the tortoise quickly gathered up the remaining items in the Divine Palace, and Lin Hui threw everything of value into the Heart Source Palace.
This is a usage that Lin Hui discovered. As the Heart Source Demon Emperor, he can bring inanimate objects into storage as long as he gives permission.
As for living things, he tried it with a sea fish.
But once the fish went in, it instantly turned into a skeleton and lay still.
He tried several times, but the result was the same each time. Even after removing the sea fish again, it would not revive. Clearly, something had gone wrong in the Heart Source Demon Palace.
He no longer dared to think about bringing his family into the Demon Palace.
Finally, after wandering around the area, apart from Di Yun and a few sea turtles of his clan, all the other descendants of the Mist God had run away.
The impact of the great change clearly frightened these descendants of the Mist God.
As soon as they ran, the other monsters and sea beasts that had been following them also left.
A huge pile of rare and precious treasures was placed by Lin Hui on the floor tiles on both sides of the entrance to the Heart Source Demon Palace.
Then, together with Di Yun and about ten clansmen, they returned to Black Cloud.
On his way back, he tried to contact them using the contact mark given to him by the Duke of Purgatory.
But then nothing happened.
The mark flickered a few times, then seemed to be blocked by some kind of thick barrier. Only a faint, muffled sound could be heard from the other side. Lin Hui's voice transmission was completely inaudible on the other side.
After trying several times without success, both sides had to give up.
Upon returning to Black Cloud, Lin Hui quickly settled the Di Yun clan and informed the entire Black Cloud City, confirming the clan's official identity.
They were also given a small piece of sea near the city to live in.
The turmoil gradually subsided.
At least in Lin Hui's view, things have calmed down.
Because he was not affected in any way, and not only that, all the disciples of Qingfeng Dao were also unaffected in terms of martial arts.
In the blink of an eye, more than a year has passed.
Liu Xiao has fully recovered and his health has returned. Apart from some of the original bloodline nobles of the Black Cloud Three Lineages who have decayed due to bloodline degeneration, all the other disciples and followers of Qingfei Mountain who are of ordinary origin are all normal.
This situation stands in stark contrast to the widespread degeneration of original blood and blood vessels in the external environment.
As a result, more people gathered at Qingfei Mountain, attempting to stabilize their power and lifespan by practicing the Seven-Section Quick Sword technique and utilizing the unique natural environment of Qingfei Mountain.
But without exception, they all failed.
"Cough cough cough," Lin Shunhe coughed loudly inside the Lin residence, his body showing signs of aging.
"It seems that even I, who have been hiding in Qingfei Mountain, cannot avoid this regression," he said helplessly.
Perhaps the level of the counterfeit evil weapon was too low, so much so that it was only now that the power in his body slowly faded and completely disappeared.
They have now recovered to the basic physical condition of an ordinary person.
Fortunately, Lin Hui had prepared various health-enhancing and longevity-promoting drugs for him, which quickly stabilized his physical condition.
"It's already good enough that you're alive. You're still lucky to have a good son," Yao Shan said, gently patting his back.
She hadn't cultivated anything, yet now she possessed the best energy and spirit among them. Although the Bai Tong Sect had elevated her to a high position, it was partly due to Lin Hui's influence, and more importantly, because she donated an enormous amount of money to charity every year.
Now, amidst these great changes, the White Child Sect is becoming increasingly weak, so she has gradually turned her attention back to her family.
“You’re right. After all this fuss, in the end we still have to rely on Ahui.” Lin Shunhe nodded in agreement.
"You should get some rest. No matter how things change outside, it won't really affect our family much." Liu Wujun has been staying home recently, and things at the Amamiya Palace have become less and less troublesome. The believers initially had a great deal of enthusiasm, but later they found that the shrine they worshipped was useless, so they all sought other methods.
Amamiya's side is currently deserted, and many of his followers have suffered significant losses in strength due to their regression and are preoccupied with their own problems.
Liu Wujun, however, was almost unaffected because of his young age.
"Speaking of which, where's Ahui? I've been seeing him going to the Moon Tower a lot lately," Liu Wujun asked casually.
"They should be cultivating at their headquarters now," Lin Shunhe replied. "By the way, I heard that the three city lords are at Floating Mountain..."
“A number of Fog People have had accidents recently, and I estimate that the three city lords have also been affected,” Liu Wujun sighed.
Before he could finish speaking, he heard a series of heavy bell tolling coming from the direction of the Moon Tower.
Thump. Thump.
Whoosh!
The next instant, a beam of azure light shot into the sky above the Lin residence, heading towards Floating Mountain.
In the clear light, there stood Lin Hui, who had been working on regulating the earth's energy.
His expression was solemn, and his eyes held a hint of heaviness. He swiftly advanced to the array platform atop the first floating mountain.
As soon as he landed, he saw a fog-man lying on the ground, with a strange, evil weapon on his back, resembling a halberd and shimmering with an eerie amethyst-like luster, slowly detaching from his body.
Xie Chang'an and Zhang Yao had arrived long ago, and the rest of the fog people also arrived one after another, landing and staring at the fog people on the ground with ugly expressions.
No one spoke, because everyone could see it.
The mist-man on the ground was already dead. But the evil weapon, which should have detached from its body to continue searching for a new host, did not disappear instantly, but instead slowly detached from the corpse.
Furthermore, red spots appeared on the surface of the evil weapon, and small red fragments continued to fall from it.
Clearly, the evil soldier himself seemed to have undergone some kind of huge change.
Seeing this scene, even though Lin Hui's strength in comprehending the earth's energy was slowly increasing again, he couldn't help but feel a little heavy-hearted.
He wasn't worried about himself, but rather about Xie Chang'an, Zhang Yao, and Gongsun Xinlian.
Over the years, he had come to regard the three of them as friends, especially Gongsun Xinlian.
But now that things have come to this...
Splash!
Suddenly, to everyone's astonishment...
The evil halberd of the dead fogman was completely shattered right before everyone's eyes.
The shattered purple fragments scattered in all directions, turning into even finer specks of light before disappearing completely.
Silence reigned all around.
Whoosh whoosh!
One by one, the figures in the mist departed, their faces grim.
Gongsun Xinlian glanced at Lin Hui, said nothing, and turned to leave as well.
But as he left, Lin Hui noticed that the wrinkles on her neck had increased.
He subconsciously gripped the other longsword, Liangyi, that he wore at his waist.
"Don't go," Xie Chang'an called out to him. "We're fine. We're fine for now. It's just that our strength has regressed to the Blood Ancestor level."
".!?" Lin Hui's eyes froze for a moment.
He had considered that regression would weaken his strength, but he never imagined that the degree of weakening would be so great.
"Don't tell anyone," Xie Chang'an transmitted his voice. "Actually, everyone has regressed, so it's not a big deal. It's just that the three of us have complementary evil powers, which prevented us from ending up like that."
By this time, most of the others had left, leaving only Lin Hui, Xie Chang'an, and Zhang Yao.
"I just received news that from today onwards, perhaps in the entire Federation, and even further afield, there will be no more Mist People, no more Evil Weapon Insect Codexes," Xie Chang'an sighed. "From now on, perhaps the special Blood Hearts possessing Evil Energy will be the key that everyone is fighting for."
"You mean, these degenerated evil weapon insect codes have directly degenerated into the Blood Ancestor Blood Heart, which possesses evil power?" Lin Hui asked telepathically.
"Yes, that's not all. According to our statistics," Zhang Yao added from the side, "starting six months ago, all ordinary people over ninety years old, including other humanoid groups, the entire group has been passing away peacefully of old age. There was no decay; it was just a normal death."
He sighed.
“If you go down there now, you won’t find any individuals over ninety years old.”
"So, based on our preliminary conclusions, this time the limit has completely restricted the emergence of the Mistman and Mist God levels, while also reducing the upper limit of lifespan," Xie Chang'an said.
"What about longevity items?" Lin Hui asked quickly.
"It's useless. Even life-extending items can't exceed the maximum lifespan. The only way to extend life is through cultivation techniques. After breaking through a level, everything else will remain the same as before," Zhang Yao replied.
Lin Hui was speechless.
"Now that things have come to this, everything is settled." Xie Chang'an smiled. "Actually, this change has its advantages. At least the danger level in the sea is much, much lower than before. Many of the monsters in the foggy areas that used to be very dangerous have degenerated into delicacies that can be served on the dinner table. I've eaten quite a few of them during this time, and the taste is delicious!"
“That makes sense.” Zhang Yao nodded. “We are essentially just lucky people with good fortune. Now everything has just returned to where it started.”
He glanced at Lin Hui.
"I plan to return to the capital while I can still walk."
Lin Hui tried to speak, but was interrupted by the other party.
"Don't try to persuade me. I'm afraid if I don't go back to see my mother now, I might never have the chance again," Zhang Yao said with a smile.
Lin Hui knew that his mother had passed away many years ago, and now that she was going back, she probably didn't intend to come back alive.
“Speaking of which, the Gongsun family has produced a peerless genius, and they asked me to ask you to assess his aptitude and see if he can join the Qingfeng Sect,” Zhang Yao said again.
"Why didn't Xinlian tell me herself?" Lin Hui asked.
“She doesn’t want to see you, or rather, she’s afraid to see you,” Zhang Yao said with a wry smile.
"Our era is coming to an end. Perhaps the era of geniuses like you will follow."
"I'm also planning to run away," Xie Chang'an said with a smile. "While I can still move, I should take revenge for my enemies and repay kindness for kindness. It would be such a pity if all my enemies were dead."
"Going to the capital? Together?" Zhang Yao asked.
"Alright!" Xie Chang'an laughed. He turned to Lin Hui, "I'll leave Black Cloud to you. Of course, if you don't want to manage it, that's fine too, do as you please."
Lin Hui was speechless.
I turned to look at the dim sky in the distance. The increasingly thinning fog seemed to signify the imminent arrival of a brand new era.
(End of this chapter)