Chapter 636: The s.p.a.ce Reopens
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"None of your business! Shut up! Not a single word!" The two girls roared at Yun Yang simultaneously in an imposing manner.
Yun Yang, who was about to continue speaking, fell silent almost instantly. He forcefully emitted a series of coughs to mask the awkward atmosphere before his eyes, feeling increasingly perplexed by the moment.
"What is happening?"
"Since when have I offended them?"
He knew deep down, however, this situation had turned out this way precisely because he had not offended the both of them. Thus, these two girls could only treat him with the most demanding and unreasonable manner; how else would they resolve the awkward atmosphere surrounding them? What if their little secrets from before were to become unraveled?
Yun Yang was thinking of leaving these unfriendly grounds, and forcefully attempted to lift his arm, but he let out a huge yelp of pain instead. The limitations of his body were almost secondary, but his right arm now was so swollen to the point it seemed incredibly painful to even look at.
In his attempt to lift his arm, Yun Yang nearly thought he had lifted his thigh instead by mistake, perhaps even the thickest part of it.
This…
So be it, he should and would attempt to recover and rehabilitate in the quickest time possible. After activating the Endless Divine Art, Yun Yang closed his eyes, only to open them again, wider than they were before. "W-what kind of situation is this? Is this a dream?"
Although it might be a dream, it was a beautiful one indeed!
Yun Yang had actually experienced a breakthrough to the fourth level in his Endless Divine Art!
Waves of spiritual Qi, like solid strands of thread, surged within his meridians in a swift but steady manner, evoking in Yun Yang a feeling that was strong, so real, and oh, so tough...
"Reap what you sow, execute ten thousand heads; the mountain in the raging ocean of blood stands the test of the strong currents. As long as one remains vivacious in the human realm, the four-piece golden lotus shall watch over you."
Yun Yang was momentarily stunned.
"Have I already killed ten thousand people? Since when did I manage to accomplish such a feat?"
"Why did I not feel any differently about this?"
"Ayaya…"
Emmie"s crystalline, young, and long overdue shout could be heard from his deific consciousness, arriving right on cue. It was a voice that was filled with excitement and vigor – to put it simply, it was a tone of extreme joy.
It only occurred to Yun Yang then that, somehow, it seemed that his deific consciousness had reopened!
Emmie"s long-awaited presence was finally here – irrevocably present to throw itself into his embrace once again!
This maddeningly good news was even better than the advance of the Endless Divine Art, such a wonderful event that Yun Yang was tempted to break out in a dance in blissful joy. His mind was awhirl with eager antic.i.p.ation; he could not wait to submerge himself in it.
In his deific consciousness, what greeted his sight was a magnanimous change within the ethereal s.p.a.ce!
First of all, the territory of the s.p.a.ce had expanded by at least four times or more – even then, that was most likely a conservation guess. The center of the s.p.a.ce where the core should be was also where Emmie was situated at. Besides growing to a height of almost ten feet, it was adorned with leaves so green they seemed almost black, with every leaf paired with thick, strong vines of hundred over feet or so - a magnificent sight indeed.
Upon visual judgment, the three leaves at the lowest end each had the area of half a room. To seek shelter underneath it would be a simple task.
Upon further inspection, the little fibrous hairs that enveloped its body, stem and leaves looked awfully sharp and menacing now, glinting coldly with a s.h.i.+mmering light that outlined keen edges. Yun Yang took one glance at it and subconsciously felt his rear end clenching in cold sweat.
Was this... a lotus or a cactus?
Such thorns!
Of course, what truly gave Yun Yang a pleasant surprise was the fresh, newly-formed leaf at the peak of Emmie"s entire body, casually swaying to the flow and rhythms of the wind.
This newly-formed leaf was still underdeveloped, its size barely the width of one"s palm. The tip of it was still slightly bent as if it was weighed down by a few drops of dew. It was instilled with a green, lively glow, looking incredibly adorable.
"Four-leaf lotus…" Yun Yang exhaled a long breath of air, "It finally grew."
His deific consciousness s.p.a.ce was finally reopened!
Only G.o.d knew how much had Yun Yang suffered, withstanding endless stress and pressure.
He truly feared that the s.p.a.ce had vanished for good or the possibility that he could no longer contact it, which would not allow any chances of revival…
Now, however, his greatest fear and this fog of confusion that clouded his mind were merely items of the past. They were history, no longer existent!
Yun Yang had a better idea regarding the happenings surrounding him now: it did not matter whether the s.p.a.ce was sealed off or not; as long as the evil elements were killed, the energy of karma would still be extracted and absorbed continuously.
The karmic energy of the Endless Divine Art had never stopped. Although he might not be able to contact the s.p.a.ce, the things he had done all this while during this period of time was actually a form of cultivation!
In this period of time, he had certainly killed many – the quality of the deaths was rather impressive as well.
As he pondered upon this, he felt his body being squeezed and realized that a few vines had found its way to coil around his body in a solid embrace. Emmie rushed over with joyful strides, das.h.i.+ng into Yun Yang"s open arms.
Rushed over!
Rushed over…
Yun Yang grabbed Emmie in a big, sweeping gesture with a heart full of joy and bliss – it was not until much later did he notice a bizarre scenario; Emmie had removed itself from the soil, and like a playful child, had rushed over to him with human-like legs shaped from its roots.
"My, my – what"s is this new ability of yours? That is quite incredible!"
Yun Yang gaped in awe.
Since when did this little fellow possess such an astounding ability?
Would it now be considered a tree-man, or... a man-tree?
Emmie"s leaves rubbed and wriggled upon contact with Yun Yang"s body with an indescribable sense of heart-warming longing. It felt just like a young daughter who had been separated from her father for too long, and when they hugged, she wished she would never let go of her long-awaited father, ever.
"Ayayayaya—"
Yun Yang embraced Emmie, all smiles. The sharp thorns that enveloped its entire body became extremely soft in Yun Yang"s embrace, and it moaned in a coquettish manner incessantly.
Yun Yang could interpret every syllable, every word that Emmie conveyed in great detail. His face was etched with a smile so wide, his lips almost went lopsided.
"I"ve missed you like h.e.l.l! Waaa—"
"That"s great."
"Why did you take so long... hmph—"
"I"m not going to care about you if you don"t come over right this instant..."
"Have you noticed how much I"ve grown, after all this time..."
"Look at this leaf over here..."
"Look at how tall I am, how big I am..."
Although this whole exchange contained no substantial words, Yun Yang"s heart melted upon hearing Emmie"s longing responses. He pressed Emmie"s leaves onto his face, feeling the heartfelt tenderness and the fresh coolness of it – his smile extended, injected with even more bliss and warmth as the moments pa.s.sed.
The entire experience was like a father embracing his clingy little daughter. It felt as if he had the whole world in his arms, and he could no longer bear to part with it.
"Meow—"
"Meow, meow, meow—"
Two lost, despairing cries could be heard in an alternating rhythm. As Yun Yang lowered his gaze, he was greeted with an even more joyful sight.
He found two little snow-white fur b.a.l.l.s at his feet, barely the size of his palm. Their eyes were filled with dejected, pitiful looks, staring straight at him from below. They mewled persistently as if they were complaining about something. "Master, how could you only notice Emmie? Don"t you care about us?"
"We have also been waiting for you for a long time!"
The two little things were none other than Whitey Two and Whitey Three.