I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 938 - 451:

The sky is about to rain, and mother is about to get married.

Faced with this, Xu Qing couldn’t care less whether the opening of the celestial path was part of the plan.

The situation has come to this point, just let it take its course!

If Xu Qing dared to offend even the Dharma Master, is he afraid of the Celestial Emperor?

Even if by some chance he must, he will go home with the girl Kui Ba, become a son-in-law zombie north of Chishui, and in his downtime, drag a small stool to the door and watch the Dharma Master and Celestial Emperor argue.

After all, the rain won’t fall on him.

All past events, as if they died yesterday.

All future events, as if they are born today.

As a zombie who dies anew each day, Xu Qing has seen more phantom lanterns of the dead than the girls and wives by the roadside, so what could make him lose his appetite or fail to collect corpses?

As long as he can still move, no rain or thunder can stop him from his grand business of corpse collecting!

Here, dark clouds weigh down the city from above.

Over there, the Ghost Gate tore through the Netherworld, revealing a majestic outline.

Kui Ba guarded Xu Qing at the riverbank of the San Tu River, like an isolated island, ready to be submerged at any moment.

Yet, some originator of this scene seemed unperturbed, going about in the Zhuoshui Dojo, continuously burying hundreds of thousands of Skull Ghost Soldiers, even leisurely setting up altars to perform rituals to surpass the Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals.

"..."

Kui Ba, with her heart in her throat, didn’t know what to say.

She had comforted Xu Qing multiple times, hoping to relieve him of any mental burden, but it seemed unnecessary. This junior, whom she favored, appeared fearless.

"What are you doing?"

Kui Ba asked, puzzled.

Having surpassed half of the Yin Ghosts, Xu Qing replied without turning his head: "Delivering the souls."

"These souls have lingered long in the Yin River, not knowing whose husbands, wives, children they were in life. Now trapped by the chaos of demons, left unable to transcend, it’s genuinely pitiable."

"As a dead zombie, I can empathize with them the most. Since I cannot save myself, I should redeem these souls, help them absolve their sins in the Nine Netherworld, escape the Three Paths of suffering, return to the Eastern Extremities, and attain transmigration in Zhuling."

In the Buddhist lands lies Elysium, and in Daoist realms, the Eastern Extremities; Zhuling’s fiery palace is the supreme in the eyes of the departed.

All living bodies are governed by the lower palaces; the souls that ascend to the heavens end at the upper palace.

The two halls of the upper palace make up the Zhuling Fire Palace.

Kui Ba was visibly taken aback hearing Xu Qing’s words.

"Unable to save oneself, so one saves the world..."

Kui Ba murmured, the cloud of unrelenting grievance that had shadowed her for countless years as a barren spirit seemed to dissipate at this moment.

Once a celestial maiden, now a Kui Ba, her initial choice was to save the world, was it not?

Though she became an undesirable barren spirit, wasn’t this the dilemma all lost souls faced?

"You redeem them, but have you thought about who will redeem you?"

Thinking of the price of exile to Chishui, Kui Ba’s tone turned oddly cold and hard.

For some reason, she suddenly didn’t want Xu Qing to follow her to Chishui and face the hardship of exile.

Xu Qing, who hadn’t turned his head, chuckled lightly, seemingly joking:

"No one to redeem me, but isn’t there still the celestial maiden? Today, I hope the celestial maiden can save me!"

"..."

Kui Ba’s gaze softened as she watched Xu Qing meticulously surpass the corpses.

A person who shows such respect to bodies must be one who reveres his teachers and values tradition.

Such a person is unlikely to betray his teachers and ancestors.

"When this is all over, I will teach you the path of Kui Ba."

At this, Xu Qing finally turned his head.

"I’m not a Celestial Person. To attain the enlightenment of the Kui Ba path, I need the prime treasures from the beginning of heaven and earth. Others can’t help me now. How can the celestial maiden teach me this path?"

Kui Ba smiled and replied: "You need not worry about this. I have my ways."

Xu Qing immediately refused, furrowing his brow: "The celestial maiden has helped me a lot already. If you help me attain the Way again, I fear I will never repay you, and I am someone who never likes to owe others."

"Moreover, I already have a lead on spirit objects. The celestial maiden need not trouble herself for me."

Xu Qing grew wary, knowing that this celestial maiden was unconventional and never showed leniency, fearing that if she swapped treasures for worthless ones, he would be accused of resting on others’ achievements!

Not to mention, he already had three types of enlightenment treasures. By following the process step by step, he would naturally attain the rightful enlightenment.

"You’re not a Celestial Person and have no mighty mountains or immortal sects to rely on. Where do you find clarity? Even if you know where the spirits are, do you think acquiring them would be easy?"

To dispel Xu Qing’s worries, Kui Ba further disclosed: "There’s no need for you to say more. The spirit object I’m speaking of is where other zombies and barren spirits are buried. Those spirit objects are tainted with the resentment of Kui Ba, bearing heavy karma. Common immortals and gods avoid them like the plague and won’t use them."

"I’m in Chishui with nothing to do, so why not find you a Kui Ba opportunity? As for that karma... perhaps countless years for others, but for me, one grand epoch should suffice."

A grand epoch is 129,600 years.

Xu Qing couldn’t understand: "Why would the celestial maiden do this for me?"

For the first time, the ever decisive and ruthless Kui Ba displayed a compassionate smile.

"Since the dawn of time, those who could attain the Kui Ba path are fewer than you can count on one hand. Most of these zombie ancestors were beset by demonic influences, lost in illusion, and couldn’t return to themselves."

"Those not afflicted by demonic influences, who understand restraint, no longer exist after countless epochs."

"Not until I met you did I feel that this path wasn’t solitary."