Chapter 1161: The Demon Dragon’s entrustment (2)

“The Eternal Abyss… is going to be destroyed today?” Gu Qing Shan repeated.

「 Correct 」the Demon Dragon replied.

Gu Qing Shan just looked at him without answering.

The Demon Dragon appeared nostalgic, then continued: 「 Countless years ago, I was born in the Wraith realm, hailed as the one-in-a-million-year genius in my youth. After a few hundred years of hard work, due to my talents and my exceptional adaptability to Guise Hexes, I became the center of all attention. Some had even claimed that in a few thousand years, I would have become the fourth Wraith Lord 」

「 And that was the beginning of my disaster 」

「 At that time, the Wraith Lord came to me, saying that if I only accomplish a certain mission, he would reward me with endless resources and put all his efforts in helping me break through, thus soon accomplishing my dreams 」

“And then what?” Gu Qing Shan asked.

The Demon Dragon lowered his head, displayed a self-deprecating smile, and replied: 「 And then… I acted as the mission directed. I became the spirit of the Demon Dragon, destroyed the Bygone Era human’s way of survival from inside, forced them to leave, then competed against you for the twin swords Heaven and Earth, up until today 」

「 I endured that exceedingly long and torturous period of time, waiting for the day when the Wraith realm finally enter the space vortex, only to be immediately set up with a hex insect as bait to die in your hands 」

「 I finally understood 」

「 ——as the brightest genius of the Wraith realm, my final value is to be able to use my body and soul to kill an enemy of the Wraith Lord’s son 」

The Demon Dragon’s tone was cold and aloof as if narrating something completely unrelated to himself.

Gu Qing Shan sighed again, unable to help himself shaking his head.

Considering both talents and mental fortitude, the Demon Dragon was clearly excellent, but his life was as terrible as can be.

Gu Qing Shan had no words to console him.

The Demon Dragon looked at Gu Qing Shan and muttered in a low voice: 「 Everything Cang Wu Zhang owns is the best of the best, including the subordination of the Azure Dragon and his Guise Hex. Originally, with his strength, he would never have been qualified to touch any of them, nor was he ever worthy of his title as Wraith Might 」

「 Gu Qing Shan, it was unimaginable that you actually managed to win against him once, but you had better pray that you never run into him again after this 」

“Would his old man come for me personally or something?” Gu Qing Shan narrowed his eyes and asked.

「 He might not necessarily come for you personally, but would definitely use irresistible force to eliminate you once and for all 」the Demon Dragon replied.

The Demon Dragon continued to observe Gu Qing Shan for a while before continuing: 「 After absorbing my powers, you will have gained the power of three dragons, which should be equivalent to a real Wraith Might 」

「 But you should keep this well in mind: At the Wraith realm, just the Wraith Mights who have an army to command already number in the dozens. If any of them came after you with their armies, you would only end up dead in battle without any possibility of escapes 」

While talking, the Demon Dragon’s figure slowly became faint.

The Demon Dragon and Gu Qing Shan exchanged glances.

「 I don’t have much time left, so I need to find a new body——- 」

Saying so, the Demon Dragon clasped his hands together and formed a strange hand seal.

「 Lend me a few Soul Points, I need to perform a certain technique 」

Gu Qing Shan wasn’t afraid of him pulling any tricks, so he transferred a bit of his Soul Points over through his thought.

Having these Soul Points, the Demon Dragon’s hand seal was activated.

An invisible power fluctuation began to spread.

Gu Qing Shan didn’t notice anything initially, but then suddenly changed his expression.

He took out the three coins.

The three coins quickly cracked and crumbled into tiny beads of sand, flowing away from his hand.

“You destroyed my three coins?” Gu Qing Shan questioned in a low voice.

The Demon Dragon swung his hand.

Three other coins suddenly flew away from his soul towards Gu Qing Shan.

Gu Qing Shan caught them.

These three coins were completely different from the ones he obtained before.

While they were in Gu Qing Shan’s hand, they lightly vibrated towards the Demon Dragon, as if bidding him goodbye.

The coins were sentient!

A few lines of glowing text appeared on the War God UI:

[Space-Time Coins]

[Note: You already know the power they possess, but not their origin]

[Note: These are the true Space-Time Coins, within the space vortex, only they are the genuine articles!]

Gu Qing Shan looked at the coins then at Demon Dragon, slowly realizing something.

The Demon Dragon looked at the three coins, then exhaustedly said: 「 In the void, there were a total of 5 treasures of unbelievable power 」

「 The Inner Plane’s Book of Prophesized Destiny; the Eternal Abyss’ twin swords Heaven and Earth; as well as the Space-Time Coins of unknown origin; each of them, a treasure of the same level 」

「 The Space-Time Coins were a treasure that the Bygone Era humans happened to obtain after they entered the space vortex 」

「 In the Bygone Era, those humans once exploited the powers of these coins, but they do not know that the true articles were actually in my possession, while all the copies were forged by me, then leaked to them through hidden means 」

「 The fake coins will completely crumble after a few uses 」

Gu Qing Shan asked: “Then, those who used the fake coins would be trapped within the era they travelled to?”

「 No, they would draw the attention of the monsters within the River of Time and be devoured 」

「 Just now, I activated a secret art to destroy all the fake copies 」

「 In every world, the only coins left are the three genuine articles in your hands——- since I’m already dead, I won’t be able to take them with me, so I might as well give them to you 」

The Demon Dragon’s body slowly faded away into the void of space.

「 Remember this 」

He finally said.

「 I did not help you, Gu Qing Shan, I merely hope that you would carry my grudge with you and massacre those high-and-mighty Wraith Lords where they stand 」

「 Although that is next to impossible, this is still my scorn towards the fate of my past 」

「 Consider it the price you have to pay for obtaining the three Space-Time Coins from me—— 」

「 That, is my entrustment to you 」

As he said that.

The Demon Dragon’s figure was about to completely leave.

“Wait a minute!” Gu Qing Shan hurriedly called out.

「 I’ve already given the Space-Time Coins to you, what else do you want? 」the Demon Dragon turned around and asked.

“How about you stay within my Thought Sea for now? When I return to my original world, I’ll help you reincarnate and do it all again”

Gu Qing Shan added: “I’ll make sure to be responsible for all of your cultivation resources. Don’t worry, unlike the Wraith Lords, I can keep my words”

The Demon Dragon grinned and replied: 「 Reincarnation means that I’ll forget the past. I will never forget what I had gone through, never again would I be a talented fool to be taken advantage of by others 」

His figure vanished and left Gu Qing Shan’s Thought Sea.

The orange cat abruptly opened his eyes while observing the soul’s movement, he also scanned through the thousand-mile-distance to observe this world’s situation.

Very quickly, the orange cat gained an initial impression of this world.

——this was an obsolete Technological-type world.

The so-called Mechs were still only at the very first stage of research.

People were still obsessed with using their phones.

Due to the existence of nuclear weapons, most wars were fought locally, with smaller countries fighting as representatives of bigger ones.

Air pollution was quite serious.

Clean energy research still hadn’t reached a breakthrough-level advancement.

The world as a whole was still in a developing state.

The Demon Dragon… is trying to live his life in a world like this?

While the orange cat was pondering that, the Demon Dragon’s soul had reached a certain street, hesitant to make his choice.

On one side of the road was a large hospital.

A woman was going through labor at this very moment.

Her family members were all gathered outside, tensely waiting for the baby to be born.

The Demon Dragon stood silently outside the window for a while.

The orange cat had also arrived, sat still on top of a tall building as he silently observed this.

After a lot of hesitation, the Demon Dragon suddenly turned and left.

He left the hospital and headed to the other side of the road.

The slums.

He flew towards a dirty small alleyway and stopped at the most secluded corner of it.

Next to a trash heap, a 5-6 years old boy laid on the ground, his body already cold.

Even in death, he was still trying to dig for scraps within the trash.

At a glance, this boy might have died from starvation, or gotten sick from eating something bad and died.

The Demon Dragon observed the boy’s body.

Several people walked past the boy.

After a long while.

No one paid any attention to this corpse.

After all, these were the slums, and such things weren’t uncommon.

Perhaps, it wouldn’t be until the next morning for someone to come take care of the trash and clean up this body.

The Demon Dragon no longer hesitated as his soul descended.

The boy slowly opened his eyes.

He laid flat to the ground, coughing without end.

After a long while, the boy barely managed to stop himself from coughing and stood back up.

“Ah, such a weak body this is…”

The young boy spoke some self-deprecating words unfit for his age and struggled to stand.

From above, snowflakes began to fall.

The frigid gusts of wind swept past the alleyway.

More and more people were gathering around the alleyway due to the darkening sky. Even these poor people had a place to return to for the night.

“Cheh, unwanted cur, and here I thought you were already dead earlier”

Some spit landed on him.

Some random guy walked past, cursed at him, then left without a care.

The boy stopped.

He didn’t hold any emotions, merely a cold look in his eyes.

He had already endured matters hundreds and thousands of times worse than this, so that insignificant matter earlier wouldn’t rouse even a fluctuation in his mind.

But soon, he was unable to walk anymore.

After a bit of pondering, he leaned his body on the wall and slowly pulled himself along.

Before night completely fell, he had to find somewhere to stay warm, otherwise, tonight would be extremely tough.

Survive.

This was the first lesson he had to learn in this new life.

…

The top of the building.

The orange cat silently observed this.

“Gongzi, look at him, he clearly could have——-”

“He was most likely not used to something like familial love, after all, it had been too long for him”

“Was that why he chose a corpse?”

“… Hm… having been a spy for so long, I suppose it had become almost impossible for him to trust anyone else…”

…

The boy sat down in a secluded corner.

He had found a particularly big piece of plastic waste, which was just enough to shield him against the cold wind tonight.

Let’s just hope the snow won’t be too great tonight, otherwise things would become very troublesome.

The boy leaned on the wall, silently sat still, and prepared to endure this frigid wind.

The countless cultivation scriptures of the past appeared in his mind.

Regretfully, this body was still too weak, and he was currently sick, so he couldn’t do anything about it at all.

If only I had something to eat…

Another gust of cold wind blew past.

The boy lowered his head and curled his body up.

Suddenly.

He saw a small shadow.

It was an orange cat.

The orange cat carried a basket in its mouth as it silently walked up to him.

There was a warm bottle of milk and some pieces of bread in the basket.

The orange cat put the basket down, meowed a single time, then sat up and stayed still.

The boy glanced at the orange cat with a cold gaze.

The orange cat stared at the boy, then lightly pushed the basket with its paw.

A few moments later.

The boy finally reached his hand out to take the milk.

“Tsk, how meddlesome”

He complained with a displeased tone before turning away.