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Li Ye's face wrinkled up.

He watched his master leave, feeling quite helpless.

Sigh.

I really didn't do it on purpose.

Obviously, even the old man himself was a little angry.

Anyone would know what a huge commotion it would cause in the sect if their Soul Lamp suddenly started going out.

He had no idea how he was supposed to comfort his good friend.

And he even kind of wanted to hide with an ostrich mentality.

"Fine."

"Once I'm done, I'll just set a table and treat them to a good meal."

Li Ye thought like this.

He also felt a bit angry. It was all that old geezer Gu Qing's fault!

If he hadn't deliberately separated them, Li Ye would definitely have brought his companions here; maybe they could've done some underwater barbecue in the storm or something.

Then tear down a few houses and howl a couple of times to blow off steam.

"All his fault!"

Li Ye immediately decided to put that side of things on hold and go back to find Wei Qingye to sort out the Celestial Vein Sword Mountain matter first.

But before leaving.

He still went to find the pitiable River Spirit of Cosmic Light who was looking at him.

He directly invited, "Would you be willing to come with me and take a look at the outside world? Everything that comes to you here is leftover dregs from the past; see too much of it and anyone would start feeling uncomfortable."

The River Spirit of Cosmic Light blinked.

Then it stretched out… countless ash-grey hands with elongated arms, trying to hug him.

"…"

Li Ye hurriedly said, "Wait wait wait wait!"

He looked at those countless densely packed arms and felt even his Divine Sense break out in goosebumps, immediately regretting that earlier suggestion.

"Could you… "

"Forget it."

If he said now that he didn't like these "hands," the River Spirit of Cosmic Light might go berserk again; and while he didn't mind keeping it company here for a while, that would still be pretty troublesome.

So he took the initiative to open his arms and hug It.

The glassy prayer bead bracelet on his wrist shone faintly.

The River Spirit slipped into that bracelet on its own, turning into a dim-grey bead that looked bottomless, quietly resting on his wrist.

In truth.

The role of the River Spirit of Cosmic Light was simply to maintain the River of Cosmic Light.

If you had to put it a certain way, Its birth was actually quite unlucky.

The ceaseless flow of the River of Cosmic Light produced hidden spirituality, which gave rise to It; yet It had to face more and more kinds of spirituality, handling the silt that clogged the riverbed.

It was one-of-a-kind.

Precisely because It was unique, the weight of this "family business" had to be borne on Its shoulders alone; the remaining spirituality, suppressed by certain Tao Laws, could not form complete spirits.

These incomplete spirits instead could not help but self-destruct under the scouring of the River of Cosmic Light; and when they perished, their elder sibling, the firstborn of the River of Cosmic Light, just stood by and watched.

This corresponded to "there is a path to death, but pain has no bounds."

No wonder…

In the blueprints of the Hell Path, a river was used to represent suffering.

It was not only the torment of drowning in struggle, unable to escape, but also the very predicament faced by the River of Cosmic Light itself.

That Celestial Being of the Hell Path had perhaps already plotted out his own end.

As long as he could reach the River of Cosmic Light, as long as he could obtain the sludge of countless accumulated spirituality at the river's bottom, he might undergo further shedding and transformation, becoming an existence that could not be foreseen.

So that's why the Ancestor Master was so confident.

If he really did one day arrive at the River of Cosmic Light, the Ancestor Master would probably notice at once and crush him directly.

Li Ye pressed down the thoughts in his heart.

He looked at the two Hell Transformation Diagrams that had almost fused into one; they were craving the water of this river, even though Li Ye had already pinned them down, never to be reborn.

They still endlessly yearned for the "future" they anticipated.

And he could feel that if he threw them into the river, they would draw on the river's power and become incredibly strong.

So strong they could even be counted as an "Immortal Treasure."

All it would take was a light toss.

And this would be an Immortal Treasure belonging to Li Ye.

"Heh."

"Still trying to tempt me now?"

"I'm not someone who grows desperate because of time."

"Otherwise what would I be walking this path for?"

"Past and future… will be anchored in the eternal present."

Li Ye shot the Scroll in his hand a mocking glance, yet even he couldn't tell whether it was his heart that was stirring or the Scroll itself.

A Dao Tribulation.

An uncontrollable tribulation of attaining the Dao.

Had long since descended at his side.

Sometimes a single thought, and things undergo earth-shaking change.

…

Li Ye left the River of Cosmic Light.

Before leaving, he rubbed each Beaver in turn.

In truth, when these fellows were building the dam, they faced hardships not so different from those of the River Spirit of Cosmic Light; fortunately, they had grown up under Li Ye's care from birth.

Not only did they not suffer a loss, they enjoyed quite a lot of blessings.

The precondition for healing is that you're not broken yourself, so they could keep holding out here for a very, very long time—long enough for the dam to be completed in full.

Or, when they couldn't hold on anymore, they could go back to Li Ye's Cave Mansion to throw tantrums and roll around; at that point there would still be a bunch of juniors willing to worship and pamper them every day, trying to make them happy.

This scene made the dim-grey bead on Li Ye's wrist stir. The spirituality in its pupils peeked at someone else's good life, then rolled its eyes and shut them again.

No one knew whether it didn't want to look, or whether this sight had stabbed into it.

"…"

So sensitive.

Li Ye gently stroked that bead.

All he felt was moist water vapor spreading over its surface.

"…"

So you're even crying?

Now Li Ye himself wasn't sure anymore whether he could really take good care of this fellow, whether he wouldn't end up driving it mad someday when it saw something, and it suddenly flooded the Way with water.