Capítulo 2484: Chapter 231: Master
“Rest assured, you are not that fish.”
Above the basket, the enormous face behind the ‘long bridge’ turned around, still carrying a trace of tension on its face, yet it lowered its voice and spoke softly.
This Old Blood Sea Lady Li Yuehua, who once ruled the Zhongsheng Continent, now seed truly like a humble maid.
Wang Ba intended to ask questions, but his current state was as if he had lost his mouth, unable to utter a single word, not even knowing what condition he was in.
Just after Li Yuehua finished speaking, the enormous face quickly moved away.
Wang Ba guessed they had put down the bamboo basket, feeling a mix of surprise and doubt in his heart:
“What place is this? Why is the Mistress here? And why does she appear as a maid… Who could make a Refining Void Cultivator serve as a maid?”
Even a True Man Gai, such a Mahayana Cultivator, would not treat a Refining Void so lightly and disdainfully.
He quickly recalled more:
“Right, there was ntion of a master, a banquet… True Spirit Fish… And she just said my realm when alive was not low… Does this an this is the world of the dead?”
“Underworld? Netherworld?”
Wang Ba’s mind was filled with countless thoughts, riddled with doubts.
These questions were both about what this place was and the identity, realm, and Cultivation Base of the Mistress’s mysterious master…
“Rember not to run around… Oh, and when people co later, make sure not to move your eyes, rember that well!”
Li Yuehua’s admonishing voice faintly ca from above.
Wang Ba was slightly stunned, not quite understanding her intent.
But at the very next mont, he understood.
Splash—
Countless water flows drilled into the basket from below. Soon, the basket tilted slightly, and the ‘long bridge’ above skewed, with more splashes pouring in through the basket’s opening.
As the water flowed in, he saw so dust particles representing True Spirit flowing in as well, along with a seven-colored fish.
The fish was so large that, in his ‘sight’, it resembled a scaled dragon flipping through waves as it fell, truly astonishing.
And as he sensed the fish, he could also feel the myriad splendid past experiences within the fish’s mind:
He saw a world, saw a young man, saw the lifeti of countless people in that world, and witnessed the young man’s growth journey.
As if in that instant, he experienced a person’s life, even sensing every detail of the other’s cultivation until a battle with a formidable enemy, where he lost and perished. And that formidable enemy was, surprisingly, the sowhat younger Tianshang Buddha Lord!
It was an extrely unique feeling, and he was faintly dazed, mistakenly thinking he was that seven-colored fish, defeated by the Tianshang Buddha Lord…
But he quickly regained clarity, shocked:
“True Spirit! This is… the True Spirit of a Mahayana Cultivator!”
He watched the fish fall from above, then sensed a collision, seemingly between the fish’s body and his own ‘body’. It wasn’t painful but he could perceive the presence of himself and the other.
Amidst such tumbling, his gaze caught sight of the bamboo basket’s wicker beneath, the gray seawater below, with ripple-covered water surfaces also faintly reflecting the basket and, through gaps, his sowhat lively ‘fish eyes’…
Suddenly, a revelation dawned in his heart:
“I still exist in the Realm Sea of Origin, and indeed have beco a True Spirit Fish… But why have I never heard of such beings in the Realm Sea of Origin?”
“Who are the Mistress and those ntioned people’s ‘master’?”
Just then, he heard a voice from above:
“Do not move, consider it a chance for you.”
Wang Ba was montarily bewildered, not sure if Li Yuehua was speaking to him or the seven-colored fish.
The bamboo basket swayed back and forth as it was lifted from the water, out of which water streams fell.
Soon, he sensed the basket’s swaying, indicating they were on the move.
Shortly, there was another lift-off, and the basket was subrged again, slightly tilting, as more seawater and a sowhat smaller, duller-colored fish entered the basket.
Wang Ba again sensed this fish’s story, slightly surprised:
“Crossing Tribulation…”
This was also a Cultivator, only his realm was not as high as the previous seven-colored fish, not Mahayana, but a Rob Cultivator crossing tribulation.
Similarly on a cultivation path, he had just recently died of old age, with his True Spirit arriving in the Realm Sea of Origin.
Wang Ba understood in his mind:
“Does this an that as long as the realm is high enough, a True Spirit will transform into a fish in this Realm Sea of Origin? So perhaps I am comparable to this less striking fish.”
“But why does the banquet need True Spirit Fish?”
Wang Ba questioned in his heart.
In the midst of this doubt, the basket continually tipped, capturing seven fish in total.
These fish stayed obediently in the basket.
While Wang Ba could sense these fish’s stories, he couldn’t perceive their current emotions or awareness.
What surprised him sowhat was that Li Yuehua checked the seven fish in the basket, yet disdainfully discarded a few, then spent considerable effort to eventually catch two or three larger fish than before, completing the seven before lifting the basket again.
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