Walker Of The Worlds Chapter 3572 The Poor Meng Bai

Novel: Walker Of The Worlds Author: Grandvoiddaoist Updated: May 22, 2026

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Now reading: Chapter 3572 The Poor Meng Bai from Walker Of The Worlds, a Action novel by Grandvoiddaoist.

Temple Head Puyi nodded solemnly.

"Yes."

"Since you are the disciple of Great Granduncle Master, that naturally makes you my Grand Uncle Master."

ng Bai felt his soul leave his body. His entire worldview had collapsed. A Transcendent Immortal elder was kneeling in front of him.

Calling him Grand Uncle Master.

He looked at Lin Mu helplessly.

"Master"

"Yes?"

"...Help."

Lin Mu rubbed his temples.

"This is getting out of hand."

He waved his hand slightly.

"Stand up."

Temple Head Puyi imdiately obeyed.

However, he still remained slightly bowed.

Lin Mu sighed again.

"ng Bai is my disciple, yes. But he is not a spatial cultivator."

Temple Head Puyi blinked. He looked at ng Bai again. This ti he carefully

examined the boy's Qi.

Monts passed.

Then he nodded slowly.

"You are correct, Great Granduncle Master."

"There is no spatial Qi within him."

ng Bai muttered weakly, "Thank heavens..."

However, the temple head still bowed slightly toward the boy.

"Even so, anyone who can beco the disciple of Great Granduncle Master is worthy of this junior's respect.

ng Bai looked like he might faint.

anwhile, the twin snakes had begun making faint hissing sounds.

"Ssssss."

ng Bai turned toward them suspiciously.

They looked innocent.

But their eyes clearly showed they were laughing.

Little Shrubby was even worse.

The crimson beast had laid down on the temple floor and was swaying his tail back and forth happily.

This entire situation was extrely entertaining for him.

Lin Mu cleared his throat.

"Temple Head Puyi."

"Yes, Great Granduncle Master."

"Please stop bowing."

The foxkin imdiately straightened.

But his eyes were shining with excitent.

"If only this junior had known that Great Granduncle Master was visiting our world!"

"I would have organized a world festival to welco you!"

He spread his arms dramatically.

"I would summon all nine kings!"

"Every royal family!"

"They would all kneel here to greet Great Granduncle Master!"

Lin Mu visibly shuddered.

"No."

"No festivals."

"Absolutely not."

He imagined nine kings kneeling in front of him while people shouted titles for

hours.

Just the thought made his skin crawl.

"That would be extrely embarrassing"

"And very inconvenient."

Not to ntion extrely dangerous.

If news spread that soone related to the Great Founder's lineage had

appeared here...

The entire immortal world might hear about it.

Lin Mu still had enemies.

The Dead Needle Abyss.

And several other groups that would happily target him if given the

opportunity.

"I do not want my identity widely known," Lin Mu said firmly.

Temple Head Puyi imdiately nodded.

"Understood."

"This junior will keep this matter secret."

However, the foxkin still could not stop himself from bowing again.

And again.

Each bow caused a faint cracking sound.

Lin Mu glanced downward.

The sacred temple floor....

...was developing small cracks.

The temple head was practically trying to dig a hole with his forehead.

Lin Mu finally grabbed the old foxkin by the shoulders.

"That is enough!"

He physically pulled him upright.

"If you bow any further we will have to repair the temple."

Temple Head Puyi looked embarrassed.

"Forgive this junior."

ng Bai finally found his voice again.

"Master..."

"Yes?"

"... What is happening?"

Lin Mu gave him a short explanation.

"My master is a very high ranked spatial cultivator."

ng Bai nodded slowly.

"I know that part."

Lin Mu continued.

"He is also a close friend of the person known as the Great Founder."

ng Bai froze.

The Great Founder.

The legendary being said to have created most spatial techniques in existence.

ng Bai had read about this in one of the books that Lin Mu had given him intentionally. It was a hint for him, just to prepare him for tis like this. The problem was this person was the ancestor of nearly every spatial

cultivation lineage.

ng Bai's mind exploded.

His legs wobbled slightly.

"Wait..."

"You an..."

"My Grandmaster..."

"...knows that person?"

Lin Mu nodded calmly.

ng Bai grabbed his head. His worldview had shifted again.

"Just how old is my Grandmaster...?"

Even Lin Mu had no proper answer for that.

anwhile, the twin snakes hissed again.

Little Shrubby continued wagging his tail.

This was, without question, the most entertaining temple visit they had ever

experienced.

It took several minutes before the atmosphere inside the grand temple hall settled into sothing resembling calm.

Though "calm" might have been an overly generous description. Temple Head Puyi had finally stopped attempting to carve a crater into the

temple floor with his forehead, but his behavior had not returned to that of a dignified religious elder.

Instead, the old foxkin now behaved like an overexcited child who had just discovered that his long-lost grandparents had suddenly arrived for a visit. He stood slightly hunched forward, hands clasped together with barely contained excitent, eyes shining like lanterns. anwhile, the rest of the hall had descended into utter absurdity.

ng Bai stood near the front of the room.

Completely motionless.

His eyes were open, but the soul behind them seed to have temporarily

departed. He had not spoken a word since learning about Lin Mu's connection

to the Great Founder.

The twins had noticed.

Naturally, this was irresistible.

Xiao Yin flicked her tail and gently nudged ng Bai's cheek.

"Sss."

No reaction.

Xiao Yang slithered up slightly and poked his shoulder.

"Ssssss."