Decaying World

Chapter 252 Reunion Part 252

Looking at the pale red soil on this small island, Lin Hui suddenly felt a strange sense of disorientation.

He had no sense of the reality of having just casually killed hundreds of thousands of alien races; wielding the sword had long since become muscle memory for him.

He simply followed his usual routine, unleashing the Typhoon Sword Technique, and watched as its terrifying power devoured and tore apart hundreds of thousands of alien lives.

It's like playing a long-range shooting game.

It has no tactile sensation.

But now, standing on this island soaked in blood and flesh, he truly felt the consequences of his actions.

'There is no pulse of life. So, on this trip, I haven't redeemed any lives at all?' Lin Hui wondered to himself.

This might mean that the information Black Cloud gave him was problematic. These alien races here haven't harmed many other lives, so killing them wouldn't bring any sense of life.

Because no lives were saved.

'Never mind, there's no point in thinking about it. I'm going back.' Lin Hui treated it as completing a task.

"By the way, I just received a report from my men that they spotted a merchant fleet and a small pirate fleet passing through the nearby waters. Would you like to take a look, sir?" Ouyang Yining asked softly from behind.

"What are the benefits?" Lin Hui immediately understood what she meant.

According to previously read information, rescuers of merchant ships at sea can receive half of the cargo on board as a reward.

Pirate ships are even more ruthless; once a pirate ship is captured, all its resources, including the hull and crew, belong to the capturer.

"That's right, we found some human slaves from your hometown on the ship," Ouyang Yining whispered.

"Human slaves?"

“Yes, Tu Yue also engages in some sideline human slave trading, usually a joint operation between the Python Clan and the Tiger Clan,” Ouyang Yining replied. “However, this time it involves your hometown.”

"You guys handle it as you see fit," Lin Hui said softly after a moment of silence.

The more I learned about her, the more I realized that Tu Yue was a truly despicable person.

“Yes.” Ouyang Yining nodded.

The mission was completed perfectly, and she naturally became Lin Hui's regular assistant, taking care of his various affairs in Black Cloud in the future.

"What should be done with those human slaves?"

"How is it normally handled?"

“We can resell them. Black Cloud has many distributors in various cities, and there’s a high demand for human slaves. We won’t have trouble selling them,” Ouyang Yining replied.

"Send it back?"

"That would cost a lot. There aren't many fleets returning from Tu Yue, and the fare is very expensive."

"Then disband them and let them fend for themselves. I don't owe them anything. I've already done more than enough by saving their lives," Lin Hui said casually.

“Well, if the adults disband, they won’t be able to survive in Black Cloud either,” Ouyang Yining said cautiously.

Why?

“Here in Black Cloud, all kinds of jobs require a background to back you up. There are no specific background checks on human slaves, so many jobs won’t hire them. They can only do the lowest-level work, and those jobs are almost all about risking their lives for money,” Ouyang Yining said simply.

Lin Hui was also surprised that Ouyang Yining, a newly promoted Blood Ancestor, knew so much about these things.

"Fine, then you can arrange it as you see fit," he said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

Ouyang Yining quickly transmitted a few instructions and then assigned the tasks to his subordinates.

Looking at the small island, Lin Hui suddenly recalled the first merman who had rushed out, the warrior who brandished a double-pointed trident and charged angrily at him.

"Didn't he know he would die? Didn't he know that after he died, there would be nothing left?"

He said softly.

Ouyang Yining understood what he meant.

"Are you feeling sorry for that person, sir?"

“No, I’m just pondering the meaning of life,” Lin Hui replied.

"The meaning of life? Such a question only exists in the minds of those who have lived a stable life for a very, very long time, so long that they have long regarded stability and happiness as the inevitable course of the world. Perhaps you are too powerful, which is why you have such happy troubles." Ouyang Yining tightened his grip on the hilt of the knife at his waist slightly and said in a low voice.

"Then let me ask you a different question," Lin Hui smiled. "What do you think is the purpose of our lives in this world?"

"Pursue strength!"

“There are limits to being powerful,” Lin Hui said.

"Then push the limits!"

"What if you can't cross that?"

"That's my fate!"

"So your fate is to keep rushing forward until you break through the limit, or die halfway?" Lin Hui continued to ask.

“Is there anything wrong with this?” Ouyang Yining asked.

“Yes, there’s nothing wrong with it, because everyone does it this way, right?” Lin Hui smiled.

Ouyang Yining didn't answer. She suddenly had a strange feeling that the person in front of her was completely different from the other adults at the deepest level.

"Let's go." Lin Hui lightly lifted his feet off the ground and took to the air. Ouyang Yining followed closely behind, also taking to the air and heading towards the moth cart that was suspended in mid-air.

She had only flown a dozen meters when she suddenly stopped.

"Sir, there is something that may require your attention. On those three pirate ships, we found someone claiming to be a disciple of your Qingfeng Temple."

"Huh??" Lin Hui paused, then turned around. "Does it have a name?"

"Virtue".

"Say that again!?" Lin Hui's eyes widened.

“Mingde! There are also four others: Mingchen, Mingxiu, and Weiwei! They were discovered by my Black Army when they were compiling their backgrounds and identities.”

"Let's go take a look!" Lin Hui was a little excited.

For so many years, he had been searching for news of his master, but he never expected to meet him again here, on this distant jade sea.

He didn't doubt that Ouyang Yining was lying to him, because they might not even know these names for the first time.

Soon, on one of the all-metal black pirate ships, Lin Hui saw four people being led out of the cabin by the Black Army.

Three scrawny, withered old men and a long-haired woman with a face covered in grime and dirt.

They were all dressed in simple short clothes, a symbol of human slavery. In this sea area, the temperature was only two or three degrees Celsius, cold and damp, yet they had no basic items to keep warm.

When the four were brought up one after another, they were still confused, their eyes filled with doubt and uncertainty.

But once they reached the deck, they saw Lin Hui standing in the center of the crowd. They felt he looked familiar, as if he resembled someone they had known before.

But being so far away in the Jade Sea, and with the other party clearly in a high position, they naturally wouldn't believe that the person in front of them was the same Lin Hui from back then. They would only think that the two just happened to look alike.

"This humble servant greets Your Excellency. May I ask what Your Excellency's orders are?" Mingde, acting as the representative, stepped forward and was about to kneel down.

But a gentle breeze supported his knees, preventing him from kneeling down.

"Teacher, what happened to you?! You've become like this!"

Lin Hui flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Mingde, supporting him with both hands. His voice trembled slightly.

teacher!?
This address made Mingde tremble slightly, and the familiar voice was almost unchanged from Lin Hui's voice when he left.

It instantly brought together long-buried memories in his mind!
He raised his head somewhat timidly and slowly looked at Lin Hui in front of him.

"You're Lin Hui?!"

"Yes, I am Lin Hui! Teacher, weren't you traveling? Why are you in a place like this?!" Lin Hui looked at Mingde's thin and frail appearance with heartache.

He sincerely reciprocates the kindness of everyone who is good to him.

He also held Mingde in the same deepest respect. Now, seeing the person he respected reduced to such a state, his heartache and anger grew simultaneously.

At this moment, Mingchen, Mingxiu, and Weiwei were all stunned.

Lin Hui!?
Weiwei was the last to leave Xinyu Town. When she left, she solemnly said goodbye to Lin Hui, saying that she was going to pursue true love.

Therefore, she was the one most familiar with Lin Hui. Now that the other party had actually admitted that she was Lin Hui, a strange sense of absurdity welled up in her heart.

She couldn't understand it and even doubted whether she was dreaming.

Isn't this the Jade Sea? The Jade Sea, incredibly far away from Tu Yue!
How did I end up encountering Lin Hui, surrounded by the Black Army, here?

Everything in front of her seemed normal on its own, but when put together, it created a bizarre feeling that she couldn't believe.

Mingxiu and Mingchen were more likely to accept it. They were not familiar with Lin Hui and only thought that he was incredibly lucky to have met a Qingfeng Temple disciple who had made a name for himself.

After learning that Mingde had passed the position of abbot to Lin Hui, the two were completely indifferent. As long as they were saved, that was enough. By establishing a connection, they could also benefit from Lin Hui's reputation and perhaps even receive some subsequent assistance.

Mingde, his lips trembling, recounted his experiences over the years.

It turned out that shortly after leaving Xinyu Town, he was caught up in an unexpected melee among Zhou Tian martial artists. He was extremely unlucky in the battle and was severely injured. Afterwards, to recuperate, he sought out his friends from the Python Clan nearby, but...
He had originally written a letter to Qingfeng Temple, but it was probably intercepted midway and he never sent it.

After hearing this, Lin Hui sighed at his good fortune. If he hadn't taken on this mission, and if the four of them hadn't been trapped in this black fog sea, they might never have met again.

"This is not the place to talk. Let's go back to the city first!" Lin Hui said quickly.

“Yes, yes, let’s go back to Tu Yue first. The black mist here is still lingering. Although it just dissipated, it might erupt again at any time. It’s best to leave quickly.” Mingde nodded repeatedly.

“Master, it’s not about returning to Tu Yue. Your disciple has already moved Qingfeng Temple to Heiyun, and now the foundation of Qingfeng Dao is also in Heiyun City,” Lin Hui corrected.

Dark clouds!?
The four of them were taken aback, glancing at the black-clad soldiers behind Lin Hui, as well as Ouyang Yining, who had a hot figure and a cool and beautiful face.

I don't understand some of it.

"Let's not talk about it now. Let's go back and rest for a bit before we discuss it. Now that we've run into each other, I won't let you leave carelessly again. Come back with me first and familiarize yourself with the sect!" Lin Hui said in a deep voice.

"Sir, what should we do with the crew and captains of these pirate ships?" Ouyang Yining interjected.

"Do as you please," Lin Hui said casually.

"Thank you, sir." Ouyang Yining immediately understood.

She followed me here so eagerly, wasn't it all for this moment?
Although the adults killed too quickly, the enemies were torn to shreds in an instant, leaving not even a trace.

However, these pirate ships also contained plenty of good food. Consuming it directly would help stabilize her bloodline.

It's not so easy for Black Cloud to devour experts at the Palace Master level. Every expert at the Palace Master level has a powerful backer. If she dares to make a move, she will face accountability and retaliation from the power behind them.

(End of this chapter)