Chapter Three Hundred Forty-One [Leader of the Ghost Race]

"You can’t stop it!"

The old lady warned Chen Yan with an extremely severe and serious tone!

"The reincarnation tribulation of a Saint, such a big event, do you think they wouldn’t have arranged any contingencies? Since it’s known that this move is very dangerous, do you think a Saint wouldn’t know to leave some backup plans just in case?"

The old lady’s tone was sharp!

Chen Yan’s face turned pale, he lowered his head to think for a moment, then asked, "Perhaps, there’s another solution, like... like..."

Hesitating, he expressed a thought he had been contemplating.

"For instance, perhaps we could ask that Saint to leave the consciousness and soul of ’Lu Sisi’ to me? I could then find a body to accommodate Lu Sisi’s soul..."

The old lady shook her head decisively: "Lu Sisi is equivalent to a Saint living another life through reincarnation, a carefully crafted experience packet. Since it’s an experience packet, it is meant to be used!

Why should the Saint not use the experience packet and give it to you? The Saint took on a tremendous risk to reincarnate, would it all be in vain?"

Chen Yan was conflicted, but before he could speak, the old lady, not giving him a chance to speak, continued in a sharp tone:

"... The most important thing is, even if everything is as you wished, and you manage to do what you want.

You ruin a Saint’s major affair of tribulation crossing, a plan that she spent decades and took enormous risks for. Do you think the Saint would let you off easily?

Even if the Venerable doesn’t cross the World Wall, do you really think hiding in that world is safe? The Saint’s disciples are numerous?

You, a Third Realm, do you really think you can withstand their revenge? Protect Lu Sisi?"

Chen Yan was at a loss for words.

"If you truly wish to fulfill your heart’s desire, confronting and disrupting a Saint Venerable’s plan head-on will not yield a good outcome."

Chen Yan’s face paled further, and he slowly said, "Then, old lady, teach me, what should I do?"

"Since it’s a reincarnation tribulation, the consciousness developed by Lu Sisi in this life won’t vanish even when the Saint awakens.

This isn’t the kind of ’devouring’ or ’merging’ you envision.

Lu Sisi’s consciousness won’t just disappear.

It’s more like an ’observation’, ’sensation’, and ’understanding’.

Chen Yan’s eyes lit up: "What do you mean?"

"It’s like you’ve downloaded a new video to your hard drive; you can play it repeatedly, comprehending the essence within.

But after you’ve finished watching and comprehending it, the video still exists on your hard drive unless you delete it yourself."

Chen Yan’s eyes regained their spark: "You mean... after the Saint finishes repeatedly comprehending the ’Lu Sisi video’, I..."

"At that point, you could plead with the Saint to return Lu Sisi to you. After all, she has been used, understood, and her Mental Realm has been replenished.

At that time, perhaps Lu Sisi’s consciousness is no longer useful to her, and maybe she could return it to you.

Of course, to persuade the Saint to agree, you might have to offer something that could move her. But, ultimately, there’s a sliver of hope."

The old lady couldn’t help but sigh as she reached this point, her tone softening a bit: "I’m not asking you to give up, rather, I want to tell you that the power of a Saint is something you cannot contend with!

Don’t harbor any ideas, thinking that hiding in that world renders the Saint Venerable helpless against you.

If she truly wanted to kill you, a Saint could crush you, body and soul, with a mere flick of a finger!

The reincarnation tribulation of a Saint involves the Saint’s core interests and must not be thought of as a target to be disrupted. Otherwise, it leads to a deadly feud that won’t end until one party is destroyed!

If a Saint is determined to see you dead, and it’s a fight to the death, even I wouldn’t dare say I could protect you completely. Unless from now on, you stay by my side at all times, otherwise, you’re doomed!"

Understood, forceful measures won’t work, only soft ones will?

The old lady eyed Chen Yan, pointing at his coat pocket: "Earlier, I had the East Sea give Zhan Li something to deliver to you, have you used it?"

Chen Yan immediately recalled the Mahjong piece, a Red Center, that Zhan Li had given him that day.

After receiving it, he obediently kept it close to himself.

Now, as he reached into his breast pocket, his fingers touched a handful of powder?

He raised an eyebrow and gently pinched it out with his fingers, noting that it was full of fine wood chips.

The Red Center Mahjong piece had somehow already shattered.

Chen Yan felt a sudden realization, recollecting that day when he faced the incarnation of the Hundred-Year-old Venerable, the young Lu Kang.

Lu Kang discerned his unusual identity but mistakenly thought he was also an incarnation of some Saint and even dared to bet with him, yet couldn’t see through his true form...

"This Mahjong piece?" Chen Yan’s eyes brightened.

"I knew that guy from the Hundred-Year-old Venerable would sneak over, and I anticipated you’d encounter him. That’s why I had someone bring this item to you.

This item was something I made on a whim. Both the material and the mana are far inferior to the one I once gave to the old village chief, but once you wore it in front of the Hundred-Year-old Venerable’s incarnation, it could block his prying eyes for a few hours.

However, the probing power of a Saint is by no means ordinary. Once the time is up, this Magical Artifact naturally shattered."

Chen Yan nodded, realizing why, on that day, Lu Kang couldn’t see through his identity, allowing him to maintain his disguise for quite a while.