Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 290 - 149: My Heart Is Clear, Wubing Is Free of Pain

Lord Rou said, "Such is the way of the heavens."

"Way of the heavens? Who says so?" Fan Wubing almost instinctively felt disgusted at such matters, "The suffering of the predecessors is to be borne by the descendants, with no choice whatsoever! What kind of nonsense is this so-called way of the heavens?"

Lord Rou said, "This is the meaning of Rou City. The value of the people in the city lies in passing down the disease. I have treated them well enough; at least they live happily, without worries, their needs met, and simply by praying, they receive gifts, without feeling the torment of the illness."

"Meaning?" Fan Wubing sneered, "The meaning is that from birth, they are burdened with this nonsensical mission? Since someone must suffer the torment of illness, why not those in the Li Palace of the Celestial Balance Upper City? Why not the Emperor!"

These words startled the Mountain God. He trembled with fear, thinking, would a Court Special Envoy really say such things? Although he also felt resentment towards these matters, he didn't dare to imagine so wildly!

Fan Wubing said, "Everyone knows Great Li has opened the path to an Imperial Dynasty, moving towards an Imperial Dynasty. In such prosperous appearances, who has cared about the dark and miserable affairs in this corner of Queyu Mountain!"

The Mountain God quickly advised, "Lord Envoy, don't be angry. Someone must bear the burden and move forward, after all."

Fan Wubing snorted, "If Great Li truly becomes an Imperial Dynasty, the Emperor would enjoy the most fortune, so why doesn't he bear the burden and move forward?"

The Mountain God gave a bitter smile, "Perhaps the Holy Emperor is indeed the one bearing the burden and moving forward."

"Then why doesn't he take on the illness of this whole city? Shouldn't he be responsible for the last failure of the Imperial Dynasty path?"

The Mountain God didn't know what to say.

Lord Rou spoke up, "Is this what you think?"

Fan Wubing rubbed his temples, feeling a bit dizzy, and after somewhat recovering, he quickly played the melody of "Rain Dragon River Sound" in his mind, then stared closely at Lord Rou, "You interfered with my mind?"

Lord Rou said, "Not interference, just amplification."

"Amplification?" The Mountain God was somewhat puzzled.

Lord Rou said, "If it were under normal circumstances, you certainly would not have said these things. I merely amplified your mental response a bit, and you expressed your righteous indignation. However, what I did not expect was for you to recover so quickly; I was hoping to hear you curse a bit more."

Fan Wubing frowned, "Why do this?"

Lord Rou seemingly chuckled, making his entire fleshy lump shake, "I am made of flesh, how could I not understand the difficulties these people endure? But I am merely a fleshy lump, what could I do? Over the years, many have stumbled upon this place, but each was full of resentment and cared not a whit for the people of Rou City, which annoyed me, so I killed them all. You are different; perhaps you're not a saint, but you're probably a good person. At the very least, you understand compassion, empathy, and where the true fault lies."

The Mountain God felt a bead of sweat trickling down his temple, thinking, luckily, I think the same way.

Fan Wubing realized that this Lord Rou might not be evil.

He offered a slight bow, "I ask Lord Rou to speak plainly."

Two chairs made of flesh descended from above, "Please, have a seat."

The two sat down, the touch of the flesh chairs was very peculiar.

Lord Rou's tone was melancholic, "I was originally a spirit in this mountain, gaining a sliver of fortune, and attained the body of Tai Sui. If nothing went wrong, I would have been found by the Confucians who command the Divine Dao and then conferred as the Tai Sui God, leading to prosperity in the Divine Dao."

"The body of Tai Sui!" Only a Divine Cultivator would know how powerful the body of Tai Sui is, he hurriedly asked, "What happened next?"

"Three hundred years ago, a group of people came to this place, building a city and walls within two months. After which, another group settled in the city." Lord Rou's tone shifted slightly, "I thought this remote place would become bustling, but unexpectedly, this mortal world just gained another prison. Everyone in the city was ill, gravely so. Even while underground, I could constantly feel their pain and sorrow. The atmosphere, like that of evil spirits, wandered and lingered in the mountain, turning this place into Hell."

The Mountain God was deeply moved, "Indeed, indeed, it's true!"

Lord Rou said, "I cannot imagine what kind of suffering those people endured... Yet they could not leave this city at all, only feeling eternal pain within it. What you do not know is that there was originally a large array in this city. That array continuously granted them life, making them unable to seek life or death. Even suicide was impossible. They could only endure. Even more pitiably, they believed until the end that someone would come to save them."

"Until death? Were they not said to be unable to die?" Fan Wubing asked.

Lord Rou's tone sank, "I killed them."

Fan Wubing realized that this Lord Rou... was very strong.

Lord Rou continued, "But I quickly realized that the disease would not disappear with their death. It would circulate through fate, descending upon others, letting others bear this pain. So, I thought of this method, transforming this city bit by bit, to what it is today. I know it's very unfair to them... but, it's the only way I had. All I could do was let them live happily and joyfully, while I bore the pain of the illness."

Fan Wubing was emotionally stirred, "You bear all their illness?"

"Yes, maybe that's the meaning of the fortune I gained back then."

The Mountain God asked tremblingly, "You gave up the Divine Dao future of becoming a Tai Sui God, having no divine position, no golden body, just to protect them here..."