PMG Chapter 2250
Chapter 2250: Eighty-One Lives
Edited by RED
After that, Little Tian didn’t die. He killed his teacher, he saw his teacher’s desperate look, but he looked indifferent. He had no emotions anymore. He had been betrayed by the person he respected the most. He had done all his teacher had asked him. He had taken risks. He had shown him all his memories. However, the old man had attacked him, it was a true tragedy.
Life was cruel. He had become cold and indifferent, apathetic. His teacher’s love had become an illusion. He had created a Saint’s technique, and then he had killed his teacher.
However, he wasn’t excited at all, he was just sad, and felt nostalgic. That wasn’t the reason why he had decided to break through, it wasn’t the reason why he had gone through so much…
Suddenly, the illusion dispersed. Lin Feng suddenly felt much more relaxed. Little Tian raised his head and looked at Lin Feng’s soul. Lin Feng’s heart was trembling. Did Little Tian know he existed? What had just happened?
“What do you think about my life?” Little Tian asked Lin Feng’s soul. He sounded indifferent. Lin Feng’s heart was pounding. He hadn’t had time to calm down. He had just lived someone else’s entire life!
“How moving and touching,” sighed Lin Feng. He had experienced Little Tian’s life from the beginning to the end. He had experienced his life as a baby and grown old with him. How could Lin Feng remain stoic?
“Who are you?” Lin Feng asked Little Tian.
“You arrived in my territory, and you ask me who I am?” asked Little Tian calmly.
Lin Feng took a deep breath. He wasn’t wrong. He had guessed right, Little Tian was the King of the Ten Thousand Beasts. However, why wasn’t he a beast?
“You’re strange. Why isn’t the King of the Ten Thousand Beasts a beast? Maybe you would be surprised if you saw what was there was behind those doors,” said Little Tian calmly. He knew what Lin Feng was thinking!
“Who said the King of the Ten Thousand Beasts had to be a beast? You’re a human, but you’re here, right?” said the King of the Ten Thousand Beasts, answering his own question. Everything was natural. He said calmly, “Of course, when the King of the Ten Thousand Beasts was a beast, perhaps his life was different from what you could experience or feel, but it’s also true. A life is a life. It’s the life of the King of the Ten Thousand Beasts, in any case.”
“How many lives has the King of the Ten Thousand Beasts had?” asked Lin Feng. He didn’t understand.
“The King of the Ten Thousand Beasts has lived many lives,” said Little Tian calmly. He didn’t look sad or hopeless anymore. Lin Feng had the impression he was hallucinating. A moment ago, it had felt like he had been sad and hopeless, not the King of the Ten Thousand Beasts.
“Why did you create King of the Ten Thousand Beasts’ city? Why do you make people come here? Why do you make people go through what you have lived?” asked Lin Feng, trying to calm down.
“I want people to understand what the life of a strong cultivator looks like. I want them to understand that sometimes, what you try to have in life can only be an illusion. Your world can collapse anytime. I want them to understand what a life is,” said Little Tian slowly, “Just like you, that life has had an incredible impact on you.”
“So what?” asked Lin Feng calmly.
“So, you’ll be even more determined in the future, and stronger.”
“You made many worlds, which comprise the King of the Ten Thousand Beasts’ world, why?” asked Lin Feng.
“To understand my life. At least, you understand that no matter how strong someone is, including peerless cultivators, they can drift and live without purpose, or drag out an ignoble existence. They cry too… everyone has similar feelings,” answered the King of the Ten Thousand Beasts. He slowly turned around and looked at the sky, continuing evenly, “Nobody should be arrogant. Everybody is the same when they die. Everyone becomes ordinary when they die. When you reach the top, your existence can be meaningless.”
Lin Feng looked at the King of the Ten Thousand Beasts’ back. His heart was pounding. No wonder the beasts admired him.
He was humble, an extraordinary being, but he was not arrogant. It was his conception, his perception. It applied to everyone though, whether they accepted it or not. After hearing such stories, people did their best to progress; they were determined, but they didn’t take themselves too seriously.
“Who do you want to sacrifice? The Supreme Animal World? The Imperial Court of the Continent of the Nine Clouds? All the Shrines?” asked Lin Feng. The King of the Ten Thousand Beasts was startled, and cold lights flashed in his eyes. He turned around and looked at Lin Feng.
“Since you’ve had many lives, Little Tian is one of your lives. It’s not your current body, which means that you’re much stronger now. You want to control them. You want to control everything,” said Lin Feng casually.
The King of the Ten Thousand Beasts was staring at Lin Feng. He looked surprised, but smiled and said, “I like you. Before you, there was another guy I liked: Great Emperor Bai. Unfortunately, he wanted to control things too much. He didn’t want to help me. But I’m convinced you can help me. Even if you’re only at the top of the Huang Qi layer, I can let you experience my eighty-one lives. I guarantee you that within fifty years, you’ll become a Saint Emperor if you experience my eighty-one lives.”
“Eighty-one lives, you’ve had eighty-one lives?” Lin Feng was astonished. How awesome! Each of his lives might have lasted for hundreds of thousands of years.
The King of the Ten Thousand Beasts had led eighty-one lives. He had reincarnated eighty-one times! His understanding of cultivation was probably terrifying. If Lin Feng experienced eighty-one lives, he would probably understand cultivation much better.
“Indeed, eighty-one lives. I can easily form an army of great emperors, a few hundreds of years are enough, not to mention that I’ve spent a long time here,” said the King of the Ten Thousand Beasts with a smile. Lin Feng found that kind of smile scary. The King of the Ten Thousand Beasts probably knew a lot.
Lin Feng had heard that there were some terrifying cultivators in the Continent of the Nine Clouds who had lived for as long as the King of the Ten Thousand Beasts; were they from the same era? Did he want to surpass those people? Were they competing?
In the ancient days, some Shrines had been destroyed, some others had been created, some others had risen. Was it like that in the King of the Ten Thousand Beasts’ world?
This world is way too complex and mysterious, thought Lin Feng. There were so many mysteries in the world. Little Tian had only seen the continent a little bit, he had lived a different life. He had chosen a different path.
“Alright, I will first let you experience seven lives. You will understand a lot. If you want to assimilate, then learn slowly. There is no hurry,” said the King of the Ten Thousand Beasts patiently. Lin Feng sensed his soul shaking. The King of the Ten Thousand Beasts was controlling his soul again!