Volume 2: The Source of Life Chapter 31: Humans are Ungrateful Creatures

  Government agency, a certain ministry's grand courtyard.

  He stood upright like a javelin on the thick woolen blanket, in front of him, an old man with a head full of white hair was bent over writing something. The Italian imported glass lamp emitted soft light, reflecting the old man's peaceful face.

  Tang Lie knew that he was over seventy years old, with age spots clearly visible on his dry face, and his silver hair also showed signs of the passage of time.

  However, those bright and spirited eyes, as well as the occasional flash of sharpness, reminded him of his bloody and heroic days on the battlefield.

  At least Tang Li won't forget.

  The thick file was finally approved, the old man took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and after a long time, a low voice slowly sounded, "Have you all investigated clearly?"

  Tang Lie's eyes snapped down, and he stood at attention, saying: "The situation is basically clear. The young master was strangled to death after being forced to break his neck, while that foreign youth named Peter had his head cut off with a sharp blade... According to my understanding of the young master, he didn't have this kind of strength..."

  The old man suddenly waved his hand, "Don't mention the details, get to the point, who is the murderer!"

  Tang Lie said, "The one who took the initiative to handle this matter is a high-ranking member of the Tianlong Association. Apart from that, the Tianlong Association also helped a high school student named Fang Cheng resolve his wanted troubles, and the wanted order was issued by Gongzi. Now, Fang Cheng lives with a girl named Lin Muxian in a luxury apartment under the Tianlong Association."

  And Lin Miao Xian's entry into the border to read books was also handled by the Tianlong Society, and these things were always extremely concealed by the Tianlong Society. Therefore, we think that the young master's death is closely related to them."

  Having finished speaking, Tang Lie quietly gazed at the old man, awaiting his instructions.

  As a soldier, Tang Lie had no idea about the Tianlong Association before. After this investigation, he deeply felt the pressure that this old man was bearing.

  The superior has already given a hint, this matter should be handled in a low-key manner due to the strong intervention of the Tianlong Society.

  In front of the massive national machinery, the Tianlong Society is not powerful at all.

  But it's really scary.

  No leader dares to use national power to fight against the Tianlong Society for personal reasons.

  It is the responsibility of leaders, and the responsibility owed to the people of the whole country.

  Tang Li knew this was a difficult decision.

  "Little Tang!" The old man murmured for a long time, his gentle voice softly coming over, "How long have you been following me?"

  Tang Lie's heart suddenly shook, and he guessed the old man's decision.

  He smiled slightly and said: "I've been following you since you left the military district nine years ago."

  The old man sighed and said: "Yes, it's been so long. I've been busy with government affairs all these years and rarely cared about you. I heard that you got married?"

  "Yeah, we got married last year and she gave birth to a daughter for me."

  The old man smiled lightly, his eyes full of kindness, "Good girl, good girl, don't be naughty."

  "Hehe, where is she? Always climbing on me, so mischievous." Thinking of his daughter, Tang Lie couldn't help but smile too.

  The old man sighed, and the topic suddenly changed. "You know, I'm not a person who asks for something in return after doing a favor. If it weren't for this matter, I would never let you take risks. Just spend your life peacefully and happily."

  "Never mind, I understand." Tang Lie's face was serious, "If it weren't for you, I would have been finished nine years ago. My dad kept repeating before he died that I should listen to your words and not hesitate in doing anything, or else he wouldn't have a son like me. The kindness you've shown my family is something we can't repay even in ten lifetimes."

  The old man was still in a daze, muttering to himself: "I joined the army at 15 and fought all my life. Only when I'm old do I have this one son. I spoiled him a bit, but now he's dead, he's dead..."

  The old man stared blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought for a long time. "I don't blame the country for this matter, if I were them, I wouldn't offend the Tianlong Society just because of this small thing either. But as for me personally, I will never let my son die in vain." As he spoke, his fierce eyes flashed out. He seemed to have returned to fifty years ago, that era of war and chaos.

  Tang Lie suddenly smiled, "Don't worry, sir. Actually, I've always treated Xiao Chao as my younger brother. This time, even if you didn't mention it, I would have done it quietly anyway. Hehe, I was just worried that it might implicate you, after all, I've been your liaison officer for nine years and many people know about it."

  The old man was also a bold person, he smiled coldly and said, "Let go and do it. At worst, I don't want this old life of mine."

  Tang Lie gave a military salute, "Don't worry, sir. I've already started the preliminary work. I'll set out tonight. If I don't succeed, I won't return alive."

  The old man also nodded lightly, "Don't worry about family matters, even if I die, I will take care of them properly."

  Without saying a word, Tang Lie gave another standard military salute and turned around to leave with big strides.

  Chapter Five: The Seven-Colored Lotus

  Time flies like an arrow; lost on the way is one's prime of life.

  The days are as dull as plain water.

  Due to the fact that no one from Piter's school had arrived yet, and also because of the responses I made as a friend, Lin Muxian's suspicions about me basically disappeared.

  I didn't take it lightly, every day I would practice the compulsory Five Animals Play and the 18 Routes of Beastly Footwork, and at night I would meditate without fail.

  Can't erase the memory of that soul servant, can't even sleep soundly.

  However, as that cloud cluster became whiter and its rotation speed slower, the time I spent meditating each night also grew shorter.

  I once asked Lin Muxian about matchmaking in a roundabout way, only to find that the answer left me even more perplexed.

  The level of a Soul Master is determined by the rank of their Soul Tool, which is divided into nine levels based on its power. A Soul Master can use a Soul Tool that corresponds to their own level.

  After the medium is successful, the original power of life is flowing in the body, that is, spiritual power. After receiving the entrance soul device given by the school door, the first thing for the residual soul master is to activate the soul device. Then pour the spiritual power into the soul device, and then trigger the power of the soul device.

  Pure spiritual power has no attacking power, so a soul master without a soul tool is no different from an ordinary person.

  After understanding all this, I secretly took out the ring picked up from Pete and tried to activate it. Unfortunately, there was no spiritual power flowing in my body. Every time I absorbed the original power of life, it would be sucked away by that cloud without leaving a single thread.

  "Master, you said that there might be such a situation. If one absorbs too much spiritual energy, the meridians in the body can't withstand it, and thus gradually form something like an elixir?" At this time, I wouldn't hesitate to show respect to Lin Muxian.

  "Of course," Lin Muxian said with a playful glance at me, "that's called the Heart of Origin, but it can only be condensed by a fifth-level Soul Master or above. Even if your affinity for the power of origin is high, you'll still need to cultivate for three years or more."

  I know that Lin Muxian is a third-level Soul Master, and this is the result of her ten years of cultivation. Now she says I can reach fifth-level Soul Master in three years, it seems that Lin Muxian has a high evaluation of me.

  At this time, Kakabu suddenly interjected: "Fang Cheng brother, the original heart is very powerful. The spiritual power extracted from there is extremely pure and thick, and during meditation, the speed of absorbing spiritual power is also several times faster than without it."

  Hearing this, I knew I was wrong again.

  That mass of cloud is like a miser, all intake and no output, it's not the original intention.

  I gave Kakabu a faint glance, how does she always seem to know what I'm thinking every time?

  This feels very uncomfortable.

  Her name is Lin Muxian, she told me, thanks to my several times of disrespectfully patting her head. It's the same with anyone else, who would show respect to a 7 or 8 year old girl who is still shorter than your waist?

  Lin Miao Xian also told me that Kaka Bu is a Holy Envoy, and the Holy Envoy is someone who searches for the Holy Son on behalf of the Star Tower. The search for the Holy Son is for the Life Grand Sacrifice which occurs once every ten years, but what the Grand Sacrifice is, Lin Miao Xian shook his head and remained silent.

  In short, Kaka Bu's identity is noble and cannot be disrespected.

  I have a vague feeling that although Lin Muxian appears to be superior to the people of the Tianlong Association, in the circle of Yuanshen Masters, he is actually just a small role.

  Life goes on like this... going to school, practicing, strolling around, and sitting in meditation have become daily routines.

  Another brief meditation has come to an end...

  This time it took less than five minutes for the spiritual energy to be unable to absorb anymore.

  I stood up and walked to the window.

  The moon is beautiful tonight, accompanied by the autumn wind, and I feel a sense of quiet tranquility as I appreciate it by the window.

  It's been a long time since I've enjoyed the moon with such a calm and peaceful heart, ever since I met Lin Mu Xian.

  I recall in the past hiding in the mountains and forests, what I often did was lie on the thatched roof of a hut, gazing at the moon, with nothing on my mind.

  Now I think of it, I miss those days a bit. Picking chrysanthemums by the east fence, seeing the south mountain at leisure.

  What a carefree and joyful life!

  I shook my head and sneered at myself.

  That heart is calm like a mirror, as if it has melted into the wonderful and natural state of being detached from worldly affairs. It's not something that I often have. Most of the time, I just numb myself to get through the endless cycle of reincarnation, unable to escape the prison of time.

  It's not easy to have hope now, but before making an effort, I'm already feeling sentimental.

  Humans, truly an ungrateful animal.

  However, I also understand that the reason why I don't like the current state is mainly because I have been hiding in the mountains for too long and have become accustomed to a slow and numb life.

  How wonderful it would be if I could just sleep forever and never wake up again!

  Unfortunately, wishes are always beautiful but unrealistic, in order to achieve the goal, I have to work hard.

  Yes, we have to strive!

  Suddenly, I felt enlightened... If so, why bother hiding and concealing? Can't I just open up my heart and take this opportunity to re-experience life?

  Bring out all your strength and experience, and thoroughly show off once.

  Like a child who has just received a toy, a smile spread from the corner of my mouth, under the bright moonlight, gradually spreading across my entire face.

  Many wise men are near to being wizards; this smile is very innocent and very sinister.

  I know, I've finally shaken off the shadow of reincarnation, a strong sense of confidence has filled my entire chest.

  At this moment, I suddenly felt a stir in my heart, and the cloud cluster deep in my eyes had a subtle disturbance.

  I immediately calmed down, sat cross-legged and entered a meditative state.

  Spiritual energy slowly flows into my body, it has always been like this, if I don't carefully experience it, I can hardly feel the spiritual energy flowing in.

  As this almost negligible spiritual energy flowed towards the cloud cluster, a strange thing happened.