Chapter 464: Drowsiness (Part 2)

“Thankfully, the Evil Demon Seeds haven’t been appearing as frequently lately.”

Zhang Cang sighed.

“If the assault on Glazed Island goes smoothly, the problem with the Evil Demon Seeds and Source Evil Seeds should be resolved…”

Han Yuan said in a low voice.

“Let’s hope so.” Zhang Cang nodded.

As he spoke, he took out another letter.

“Brother Han, this is a letter from Qingshui County.”

“It was originally addressed to you… but since you weren’t in the Great Cang Dynasty, I held onto it for you.”

Han Yuan paused, taken aback. After taking the letter and seeing the handwriting, he immediately recognized who had written it.

He fell silent for a moment, then asked, “The person who wrote this letter… how are they?”

Zhang Cang said softly, “He passed away from natural causes…”

Han Yuan seemed dazed for a moment, then sighed softly. “That’s for the best… for the best.”

He didn’t open the letter. Instead, he put it away and continued drinking with Zhang Cang and Huang Xian’Er.

The three of them talked late into the night before finally parting ways.

Only after returning to his room did Han Yuan open the letter.

Just as he had expected.

The letter was from Wang Changbai.

Come to think of it, he had never had the chance to return to Qingshui County since he left.

This letter sent a flood of thoughts through his mind.

After a long silence, Han Yuan slowly unsealed the letter.

“Han Yuan… By the time you read this, I don’t know if I’ll still be in this world. Lately, my body has been feeling weaker and weaker. I can only lie in bed all day, and I might not make it through this winter. You know, in my whole life, I, Wang Changbai, have been as insignificant as an ant, just muddling through. I’ve never accomplished anything. The only thing I’m proud of is having known you… I’ve been following the news about you all this time… I remember when you left, you said you were going to make a name for yourself in the County Town… I never thought you’d actually do it. And not just in the County Town… your name has spread to Jianghe Province City, and even throughout the entire Great Ling Dynasty… You, my friend… are a true monster. I really wanted to see you one last time… but my body won’t allow it. All I can do is write this letter. There’s so much I want to say, but now that I’m putting pen to paper, the words won’t come… so, I guess I’ll just leave it at that… I’ve written so much my head is all jumbled. Just give it a casual read.”

After Han Yuan finished reading the letter, his expression was complex.

After a long while, he let out a long breath, carefully folded the letter, and put it away.

An old friend was gone, but the living had to go on.

He couldn’t stop now.

He could only keep getting stronger, and stronger!

After composing himself, Han Yuan returned to his bed and resumed his Cultivation of the Eight Desolates Dragon God Observation Method.

In his mind, his consciousness gradually transformed into a ferocious and savage Black Dragon, soaring above the nine heavens.

Although he had been severely injured when he entered the spiritual fluctuations of the black stone powder, his gains were also significant.

His understanding of the Eight Desolates Dragon God Observation Method had deepened, bringing him ever closer to the true essence of the Black Dragon.

This Spiritual Martial Arts technique truly did improve fastest through constant battle.

Suddenly, Han Yuan heard an ethereal, deep, and low voice.

It seemed to be singing an ancient ballad, which gradually calmed his Heart Spirit and made him feel sleepy.

‘Something’s not right!’

Han Yuan instantly realized something was wrong. The dragon’s head roared at the sky, letting out a savage draconic cry that suppressed the ethereal song. His consciousness shook off the drowsiness and quickly returned to normal.

He then snapped his eyes open.

‘Still not right… I haven’t returned to the real world.’

Han Yuan’s expression changed slightly.

He had been fighting with his Divine Soul frequently of late and had an extremely clear understanding of its state.

Han Yuan could feel that he was currently in a Divine Soul state.

In other words, even though he had realized something was wrong, he had been affected by a mysterious power and pulled into a Spiritual World.

‘Everything is identical to the real world… Who constructed this Spiritual World to be a perfect replica and pulled me in?’

Han Yuan frowned deeply.

He waited where he was for a while, but nothing unusual happened.

So, Han Yuan decided not to wait around and instead take the initiative.

He pushed open his door and walked straight out.

At that moment, the ship’s corridor was empty, quiet, and peaceful, with only rows of burning Copper Lamps.

But the scene made Han Yuan feel a sense of unease.

Because, logically, there should have been some guards in the ship’s cabin.

Han Yuan thought for a moment, walked directly to the room across from his, and knocked lightly.

To be honest, he didn’t know who was staying in the room opposite him; they had never met.

He only knew that the room was definitely occupied.

But after knocking several more times, he still received no response.

‘Not here?’

Han Yuan frowned.

Zhang Cang had only just arrived today, and they weren’t set to depart yet, so it was understandable if people weren’t on the ship.

He went to another room and knocked a dozen more times, but still, no one answered.

Han Yuan proceeded to knock on a dozen more doors, with the same result.

This time, Han Yuan didn’t hesitate, kicking the door in front of him wide open.

BAM!

The door shattered into pieces.

Han Yuan strode in and found the room dark and empty, without a single soul.

‘They’re not here… Does this mean their consciousnesses haven’t entered this Spiritual World?’

‘Or am I the only one who was pulled into this Spiritual World, and everyone else is fine?’

For a moment, Han Yuan couldn’t figure out the situation.

He thought for a moment and headed directly for Ling Yunzi’s meditation chamber.

If Ling Yunzi wasn’t there either, it would mean he was the only one pulled into the Spiritual World, and everyone else was unaffected.

However, as he rounded a corner in the corridor, he bumped right into a figure.

“Daoist Master?”

Han Yuan cried out in surprise.

He hadn’t expected to run into Ling Yunzi just as he was about to look for him.

“Han Yuan… something has happened on the ship.”

Ling Yunzi’s expression was grave when he saw Han Yuan.

“I know… but I don’t know what’s happening.”

“I can only feel that a mysterious power has pulled me into a Spiritual World.”

“Daoist Master, have you discovered anything?”

Han Yuan asked.

“I’m also not sure at the moment.”

“Let’s leave the cabin first and go check outside.”

“I’m afraid it’s not just our ship that’s been affected. The other giant ships might be in trouble too.”

Ling Yunzi said in a deep voice.

“Alright.”

Han Yuan nodded.

Just as he was about to turn, Ling Yunzi revealed a strange smile, drew his Peach Wood Sword, and suddenly thrust it at Han Yuan’s back.

SWISH!

Han Yuan forcibly stopped his turn and executed a spinning kick on the spot.

His right leg became a blur of afterimages as it viciously struck Ling Yunzi.

THUD!

Ling Yunzi was sent flying back more than ten meters.

“I knew there was something off about you.”

Han Yuan cracked his neck and said coldly.

At this point, Ling Yunzi also got up from the ground. “You’re going to die very soon.”

Ling Yunzi laughed maniacally.

Han Yuan’s figure flickered, and he instantly appeared in front of Ling Yunzi, about to throw a punch.

But the other’s figure bizarrely dissipated at that moment, causing Han Yuan’s punch to hit nothing but air.

‘He ran just like that…’

A glint flickered in Han Yuan’s eyes.

In the end, he still headed for Ling Yunzi’s meditation chamber.

Before long, he ran into someone else.

Yan Qingyu.

“Han Yuan, what in the world is going on?”

Yan Qingyu’s expression was filled with confusion.

“Hold out your hand,” Han Yuan said softly.

Although Yan Qingyu didn’t understand why Han Yuan was asking her to hold out her hand, she did so subconsciously.

Han Yuan also extended his large hand.

Their two hands touched.

And Han Yuan could finally confirm that the person before him was indeed Yan Qingyu.

Because he had once entered the depths of Yan Qingyu’s consciousness and knew what the aura of her Divine Soul was like.

That was something no one could imitate.

Han Yuan released her hand and said softly, “I don’t know right now either… but the one thing I can be sure of is that we are currently in a Spiritual World.”