Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 317 I'll Finally Save You

"Old Zhao, what do you mean?"

The Imperial Advisor suddenly turned to the side, his eyes fixed intently on Zhao Liulang.

"Perhaps I can suppress this overflowing calamity within the courtyard..." Zhao Liulang's words were cut short.

The Imperial Advisor suddenly roared, "That's not what I'm asking you! You want me to escape alone? Let me tell you, you are the backbone of Daxing! If anyone should stay, it should be me!"

Zhao Liulang remained silent, raising his crippled arm directly towards the Imperial Preceptor.

The Imperial Advisor glanced at it and suddenly noticed that the broken edge was gushing out starlight.

“I hesitated for a moment, and I have already been defiled,” Zhao Liulang said in an unusually calm tone. “If I leave you here and send me away, I am afraid I will turn Daxing into a wasteland.”

The Imperial Advisor closed his eyes tightly, pondered for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth: "You old bastard! Old Jiao and your third brother probably wish they could tear me to pieces!"

"They won't do that; they can't beat you."

"Fuck you." The Imperial Advisor finally managed to squeeze out a low, vulgar curse.

But without hesitation, he turned and ran quickly out of the courtyard.

After he left, Zhao Liulang suddenly formed a hand seal with his fingertips.

The walls behind them suddenly closed, and in the instant they closed and took shape, layers of pale gold patterns suddenly appeared above.

The city wall closed off, forming a closed space.

Having confirmed that the calamity here would not spread for the time being, Zhao Liulang finally turned his gaze to what was in front of him.

"I never expected to die here."

Zhao Liulang helplessly rubbed his temples, his words filled with a deep sigh.

However, Lin Jiang did not detect any sorrow in his tone; instead, he sensed a hint of relief.

Having said that, Zhao Liulang looked again at the hideous, coiled calamity before him, and a smile slowly bloomed on his face:

"I have destroyed countless calamities over the years, but I have never seen such trash as you before. Why not fight me properly and let me have a good time!"

The stars showed no reaction, but continued to permeate the surroundings.

Zhao Liulang laughed loudly and rushed into the starry sky, leaving only his back view.

……

Lin Jiang had already tried to deal with this calamity when it first appeared.

But after trying it, Lin Jiang clearly discovered that these were not the calamity itself, but only a remnant from several years ago.

Disaster was imminent, yet he was powerless to stop it and could only watch helplessly as Zhao Liulang was severely injured.

Although he has been tainted by calamity, his cultivation at the Ninth Heaven makes it difficult for the calamity to directly erode him.

However, Zhao Liulang soon discovered that his methods were insufficient to ward off the calamity before him.

The elixir he cultivated could easily eliminate everything, vanishing like trash in a single wave, but after cutting away calamities, it left an even deeper imprint on the spot.

The mundane world is like a thin veil, while strange calamities are like water flowing from above. Although the veil can block the water, its effect is limited. Zhao Liulang's method is like a sharp blade. When it cuts through the veil, the water cannot be cut off, but it will pierce the veil with holes.

Realizing this, Zhao Liulang decisively abandoned his method of eliminating the calamity and instead opened his arms to absorb all the calamity into himself.

He will use his own body as a vessel to completely engulf the calamity!

Under the fierce impact of the calamity, cracks appeared on his body, his limbs broke apart, and his skin aged, but there was no sign of retreat in his eyes.

This method is extremely effective. The surrounding calamities quickly converge into the person, and in an instant, the calamities in the entire courtyard dissipate, returning to normal.

But Zhao Liulang's body, which originally looked like a middle-aged man, suddenly appeared old and frail.

He covered his mouth with his hand, coughed twice, and tried to walk out unsteadily, but he was clearly weakened by the calamity he had suffered. He couldn't even open the locked door again, so he sat down against the wall, panting heavily.

Zhao Liulang leaned against the wall, shouting with all his might:

"Hey, is anyone there? Can you hear me? I swallowed them all, but I can't hold on much longer. If I die, this thing will come out again!"

He wanted to shout, but his throat was hoarse and no one except Lin Jiang could hear him.

Lin Jiang walked over to him, sat down with him, placed his hand on Zhao Liulang's body, and infused him with mist, which calmed Zhao Liulang down a little.

Even so, his eyes gradually became unfocused.

Life is rapidly fading away, and it is difficult to maintain the status quo.

Just then, Zhao Liulang suddenly turned his head and looked in Lin Jiang's direction.

He stared at Lin Jiang's face for a long time, then finally chuckled with relief.
"I'm so glad to finally meet you, Master."

"So, isn't your master handsome?"

Zhao Liulang was taken aback at first, seemingly not expecting his master to have such a temperament, but then a hearty smile spread across his face:

"Haha! He is indeed exceptionally handsome, so handsome that countless young girls in the world would rush into your arms, Master."

"I know."

"Master, why does your voice sound so far away? I can't hear you very clearly."

Lin Jiang looked in the direction of the sound and realized that Zhao Liulang's ear had been completely shattered, and inside it was a slowly flowing expanse of brilliant stars.

"And now?" Lin Jiang raised his voice.

"I can barely understand what you're saying, Master," Zhao Liulang mumbled, then turned to look at Lin Jiang with a gentle smile on his face. "Master, I'm dying."

"I wanted to help you, but I couldn't."

"It's alright, Master, you've already helped me enough. My entire cultivation is thanks to you, and you've saved me from dire straits many times in the past." Zhao Liulang's eyelids drooped, as if they were about to close at any moment.
"Master, could you do me one last small favor?"

"You said."

"I'm about to die, and the calamities within me will likely overflow. Master, can you seal them off?"

"Someone will come to help you in a little while."

"I see." After hearing Lin Jiang's words, Zhao Liulang's face relaxed into a relieved smile, and then he asked:

"Master."

"I'm here."

"Do you know where you'll go after you die? Is there an underworld? Will I be able to see my wife again? Will I be able to see my other master again?"

He posed several questions in succession, and Lin Jiang pondered for a moment before answering them word by word:

“After death, you will likely be taken away by a lost ship to meet King Qi. But I have neither seen your wife nor found any trace of your other master at King Qi's place. Besides,” he paused, “you will not actually die.”

"I won't die?" Zhao Liulang glanced down at his mangled body. "I'm in this state, how can I not die?"

“You will be in a coffin. You may still have a sliver of hope in the coffin, but you can’t be said to be alive,” Lin Jiang said calmly. “But it doesn’t matter, I will rescue you.”

The moment the words fell, Lin Jiang clearly sensed that the coffin, which sealed the source of the calamity and the Emperor of Daxing, began to tremble slightly, almost imperceptibly.

After all, the real environment was still within that sealed palace, so his words naturally entered the coffin without missing a single detail.

The contents of the coffin are about to come out, and the mist is about to dissipate.

The surrounding fog gradually thinned, and Zhao Liulang in front of them slowly dissipated.

The voice of the Imperial Advisor could be faintly heard through the mist. The Imperial Advisor had obviously discovered that Zhao Liulang was not completely dead and had rushed over.

At this moment, Zhao Liulang looked at Lin Jiang one last time:
"Since Master has said so, then it must be so. I will go ahead and wait for Master."

"Okay, I'll go find you at the front too."

Zhao Liulang closed his eyes, and the mist that made up his body completely dissipated.

Hearing the commotion, the ink threads binding the coffin in the distance snapped one by one, causing the coffin to shake and open its gaps, releasing the sealed calamity.

As far as Lin Jiang could see, the flowing calamities presented the same scene: wherever they touched, they transformed into boundless stars.

But... it's too weak.

This calamity is much weaker than before.

The time spent coexisting with Zhao Liulang significantly weakened the calamity, and in the fog just now, Lin Jiang had already divided it into several smaller parts and annihilated them one by one.

At this moment, apart from the ability to assimilate, the calamity has almost nothing left.

Lin Jiang slowly walked to the flowing stars and reached out his hand into the calamity.

Nothing has changed.

As before, unless the calamity exhibits powerful physical effects, it cannot affect Lin Jiang at all.

However, this calamity is eroding the surrounding area at an extremely rapid pace; currently, it appears to be eroding at a much faster rate than Lin Jiang is eating and drinking.

“You emerged from the Great Xing, and it seems you are different from the other calamities that originated from the Great Xing natural disaster. No wonder you were able to devour the original things of Great Xing.”

Lin Jiang muttered something, but he wasn't nervous at all.

He already had some ideas.

Lin Jiang took out a pill from his pocket.

Returning to my hometown.

As Lin Jiang swallowed the food, mist instantly filled the air, enveloping the palace. He closed his eyes, and the image of his hometown, which he could never return to, floated into his mind.

In an instant, the fog trembled violently.

The palace walls crumbled and vanished in an instant.

The Imperial Advisor, who was waiting at the door, and Xiao Shanshen's eyes suddenly narrowed. As if sensing something, he suddenly pushed open the tightly closed door and looked inside.

Then, his eyes widened.

The palace that housed the emperor has completely vanished, as if it had been uprooted by some force.

The little ginseng was so surprised that it opened its mouth wide, and after a long while it finally managed to utter a sound: "Wow!"

Then, she looked at the Imperial Preceptor with a puzzled expression:
"Where did Lin Jiang go? Didn't he just go into this room?"

The imperial teacher remained silent.

In fact, he was also very eager to know where Lin Jiang had gone.

……

Lin Jiang slowly opened his eyes. The surrounding palaces had vanished like sand and dust, turning into fragments that drifted in the void.

In the distance, a coffin hangs in mid-air, slowly rising and falling.

Behind that coffin lies a vast, surging "ocean," upon which countless different worlds rise and fall with the undercurrents.

The stars that escaped from the coffin were like fish out of water, quickly eroded by the boundless void around them, turning into wisps of energy and disappearing without a trace.

Just as Lin Jiang had predicted, the calamity that reflected the Boundary Sea could not truly bear the power of the Boundary Sea. Once it was thrown out of Daxing, it naturally vanished.

At that moment, a withered hand suddenly reached out from the coffin, grabbed the edge of the coffin, and forcefully pushed open the heavy coffin lid.

Lin Jiang saw a human figure, resembling a skeleton, slowly stepping out of the coffin.

His eyes seemed to have completely lost their sparkle, leaving only an empty void as he stared intently at Lin Jiang.

A strong sense of hostility, stemming from instinct, pressed down on Lin Jiang through the void.

Having suppressed the calamity for so long, Zhao Liulang, who had just regained consciousness, clearly still had a rather severe case of "morning grumpiness."

Lin Jiang sensed a thick aura of calamity emanating from Zhao Liulang's body.

It seems that there is ultimately no way to completely eliminate the calamity.

"I just said I'd come to rescue you right away, and you got knocked down right after. That's so embarrassing." Lin Jiang rubbed his arm. "Liu Lang, you'd better wake up quickly."

(End of this chapter)