Chapter 2323 - 2320: The Best Resting Place

Chapter 2323: Chapter 2320: The Best Resting Place

"How is the situation in the Netherworld now?" Wu Xiuluo asked solemnly.

The Ghost Messenger leader quickly replied, "Reporting to the master, the situation is not optimistic. Blood Sea City’s combat capability is very strong, but the pressure is also greatest, and there is danger of the city being breached at any time. That’s why we are eager to find the Ksitigarbha and hope he returns to preside over the situation."

"Why aren’t you looking for the Netherworld King? The Netherworld King is your leader," Lin Tian frowned, feeling that these Ghost Messengers might have gotten it wrong; the Netherworld King is indeed the master of the Netherworld.

The leader respectfully answered again, "It is said that the Netherworld King has been missing for many years. The Ten Yamas have been secretly searching for many years but have not found him, and even initiated a ten-fold soul search but still cannot trace the Netherworld King’s presence. Perhaps the Netherworld King..."

He dare not continue, but Lin Tian and the others understood the implication of the Ghost Messenger’s words, that the Netherworld King might no longer exist, meaning he hasn’t even reincarnated.

"Go back. School is not the place for you," Lin Tian said disinterestedly, driving them away.

"Master, our mission..." the leader was somewhat unwilling.

"Your mission doesn’t concern me. As long as I’m here, I won’t allow you to cause trouble in the school," Lin Tian said coldly, knowing these Ghost Messengers are arrogant and could cause trouble during their search.

Wu Xiuluo also said coldly, "Go back. The Ksitigarbha doesn’t want to reveal himself; it will be useless for you to keep searching."

"Yes." The leader didn’t dare to refute again and had to leave with his subordinates.

The black vortex flickered and disappeared, the surroundings returned to calm, the yin energy disappeared, and the water droplets on the walls gradually faded.

"Xiuluo, are you worried about the Netherworld situation?" Ning Luoxi noticed Wu Xiuluo seemed unsettled and couldn’t help but ask.

"The Ksitigarbha’s great vow is to save all Hell beings, but unfortunately, the wish has yet to be fulfilled, and the Netherworld has become chaotic. I wonder where the Ksitigarbha could be?" Wu Xiuluo sighed deeply.

Ning Luoxi couldn’t answer for a while; she knew many things but not the whereabouts of the Ksitigarbha.

"Master, don’t you plan to tell her? Otherwise, the Netherworld might change hands," the Sword Spirit said in Lin Tian’s mind.

Lin Tian’s gaze flickered slightly but remained very calm, "Both the Ksitigarbha and the Netherworld King left the Netherworld. The reasons behind it aren’t clear to us; don’t act with good intentions that result in bad outcomes."

"Alright, I won’t get involved," the Sword Spirit said helplessly.

"What’s Senior Sister Xiuluo planning to do?" Lin Tian asked.

Wu Xiuluo thought for a moment before saying, "If necessary, have Gai Huatian return to the Netherworld. I can’t fathom the Ksitigarbha’s holy intentions; we need to continue searching but cannot let the Ghost Messengers cause chaos in the Human Realm."

"Then return; the Netherworld’s affairs will be resolved by the Netherworld itself," Lin Tian said casually.

The three parted ways. Unexpectedly, a rumor really brought out the Netherworld’s Ghost Messengers, but Lin Tian thought little of it; the Netherworld has stood for thousands of years, and its power is not just what is seen on the surface.

At least, Meng Po’s identity is very mysterious, and her combat ability is beyond doubt.

When returning to the dormitory, Xiao Manxuan was lying on the sofa watching TV, wearing a thin nightdress, her graceful figure full of allure.

The little girl saw Lin Tian return, sat slightly upright, adjusted her nightdress, and asked, "Are the rumors true? Did you find anything?"

"The rumors can be confirmed as false, but by chance, we encountered Ghost Messengers from the Netherworld. They came up to find the Ksitigarbha and asked him to return to help suppress evil spirits." Lin Tian didn’t hide anything; there were hardly any secrets between him and the little girl, except for his own identity.

"Did you tell them?" Xiao Manxuan was somewhat surprised because she also knew Qiao Xiaoyi’s identity; she had experienced the entire process in the hospital.

Lin Tian shook his head, "No, I didn’t even tell Wu Xiuluo; how could I tell the Ghost Messengers?"

"Will Sister Mu Yun, the City Lord, and He Shan have any trouble?" Xiao Manxuan asked worriedly.

Lin Tian paused, his gaze somewhat distant, "A warrior is not greedy for life; they have a sense of inevitable death. For warriors, dying on the battlefield, wrapped in a horse’s hide, may be the best ending."

Although he said that, he didn’t quite agree; victory, returning safely, and family reunion should be the warrior’s rightful ending.

"Laugh not at soldiers lying drunk on the battlefield; few return home from ancient conquests," Lin Tian understood better that surviving on the battlefield is a luxury.

Lin Tian couldn’t stop He Shan and Mu Yun from going to the battlefield; he couldn’t protect them like small animals. They have their duties; life and death are uncertain on the battlefield.

"Don’t overthink it; practice well, and when the time comes for us, we’ll be able to protect ourselves," Lin Tian said faintly.

Lin Tian felt that peaceful days might not last much longer.

Early the next morning, Lin Tian and Xiao Manxuan got up early, practicing had become a mandatory course for the little girl.

Today is also the start of the new term. After practicing, washing up, they each headed to their respective academies for assembly; with the new semester, the homeroom teacher would naturally hold a class meeting.

Xiao Manxuan went to the Medical Academy, Lin Tian went to the Life Sciences Academy; entering the classroom, he saw familiar faces, each radiating joyful smiles.

The school is a rare pure land, and the students’ smiles have not yet been tainted by society’s big dyeing vat.

"Brother Tian..."

"Brother Lin..."

Both male and female classmates greeted Lin Tian; he was the most respected in the class.

"Lin Tian, over here..." He Xiaofei waved, calling Lin Tian over.

This lively and cheerful class president has managed the class very well. Around her sat tomboy Mu Binglan and honest Qiao Xiaoyi.

"Haven’t seen you two beauties for a winter, and you’ve become even more beautiful," Lin Tian joked easily, sitting next to Qiao Xiaoyi.

For Mu Binglan, Lin Tian’s words didn’t matter, but for He Xiaofei, her eyes shone slightly, she seemed very receptive to Lin Tian’s compliments.

Everyone chatted about the interesting experiences during winter break. Lin Tian casually joined in, feeling that He Xiaofei’s experience was more a normal person’s life, plain yet joyful.

The homeroom teacher was still Jiang Yingqiu. She probably knew from other sources about the sarcophagus Lin Tian donated to the school, which sounded unpleasant but was actually a precious artifact.

Of course, it was donated by Xu Feibai in Lin Tian’s name.

Jiang Yingqiu looked at Lin Tian with a different gaze than before; usually, it was alumni who graduated that donated to their alma mater, but now it was a current student donating such a valuable artifact.

The homeroom teacher summarized the past, looked ahead to the future, assigned some tasks, then the class committee spoke, and just like that, the class meeting ended.

The remaining time was for selecting courses and collecting books. This was the second semester, and there were still many general courses; physical education was also a required subject, but for Lin Tian, it wasn’t much pressure.

While moving books, Lin Tian found an opportunity to walk behind with Qiao Xiaoyi, and seeing no one around, he casually said, "Xiaoyi, do you know about the Netherworld war?"