My Master Disconnected Yet Again

Chapter 395 - Yun Hengs Amendment

Chapter 395: Yun Heng’s Amendment

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The truth came so suddenly that all of them were stunned. Especially Yun Heng. He seemed as if he had lost his consciousness and stood in his original position without moving for a long time.

The illusion surrounding them shifted back to that scene of Song Ren’s first life, like a replayed movie.

Lonemoon and Yi Qing’s expression were complex as well. They finally understood where Song Ren’s inexplicable hatred towards Yun Heng came from. And the endless grievous energy on him that even Little Shortie couldn’t eliminate. And why it could only be eliminated when Shen Ying was around. Subconsciously, he must have still wanted justice. The justice that even the Heavenly Dao couldn’t give him only Shen Ying can be the only one to give it to him.

Yet this was a matter in which there was no saying who was right and who was wrong. His miserable four lives were pitiful indeed. Yet in whichever life, what Yun Heng did were truly great world-saving deeds. Should he not stop the plane storm, perhaps not only Song Ren, but all the people in the small world would die. Even souls would disappear in the crack of the plane, unable to be reborn ever again.

Yun Heng chose the best method. He had to save the people of the world for so many times, even risking his own soul. That was why he received genuine gratitude from the world, and heaven-blessed good karma for every life.

From the angle of righteousness, nobody could say that his choices were wrong.

Maybe Yun Heng had not let the whole world down, but he did let Song Ren down.

“Why doesn’t Moldy Ghost’s body light up?” Shen Ying’s head tilted, and she suddenly asked.

Yi Qing was confused for a moment and then understood that she was talking about merit. He explained in a low voice, “Master, although doing good deeds could accumulate merit, there was no specific boundary for so-called good and evil in the first place. So only when one gets genuine gratitude from another, do they receive merit.”

“Oh.” Shen Ying frowned. “So... nobody was grateful to Moldy Ghost?”

“...”

Yi Qing didn’t answer, and his expression darkened. Not only was nobody grateful, in the first life, nobody even knew about his share in saving the world. In the second life, he was forced onto the altar. In the third life, it was not even worth mentioning. He was a head of demons to begin with, not to mention gratitude, it could not be imagined how many hated him. That was why each of his lives was more unlucky than the previously. Yet due to their souls being blended in the first life, a connection was made between him and Yun Heng, such that they got involved with each other in every life.

“Hey, what do you mean to do about this matter?” Lonemoon gave Shen Ying a push, pointed towards Yun Heng whose thoughts still hadn’t returned and said.

“Huh?” Shen Ying’s look was totally blank. What’s that got to do with me?

“What ‘huh’?” Lonemoon gave her a stare. “This illusion has put it clearly enough. Song Ren is here to seek justice from you!”

“Sigh. What a bother...”

“What a bother, it’s got to be resolved after all. What should we do?”

Shen Ying tilted her head and gave it thought, “Maybe make a salad?”

“...”

Such a world conundrum is so difficult!

“Talking about salads... I just remembered that I haven’t eaten dinner yet. Chef, do you have stock with you? So hungry!”

“Yes, Master. It will be ready soon, Master!” Yi Qing nodded hard, and with a dedication to his job, he produced from his storage bag, four, five, six... ten dishes, and put a table, chairs and cutlery in place.

He invited Shen Ying to sit down first. With a turn of his hand, he called out a True Phoenix Fire. With some sizzling noises, the dishes which were slightly cold were heated, producing inviting smells.

“Master, you can eat now.”

“Bake that pork leg a bit more. I like it crispy.”

“Yes Master, no problem Master!”

Lonemoon: “...” Son of a b*tch!

Hey, can’t you look at the place we are in? We are still inside the illusion and you set up a table and eat so openly, do you think we’re watching a movie?

He had an urge to knock down the table. Yet looking at a certain person who was already busy eating, the corner of his mouth twitched, and after a long while, he still sat down by the table to wait for her to finish eating first.

The style of the illusion which was originally dangerous and unpredictable suddenly changed. Three sat by the table, eating wildly, and one stood in a daze, unmoving, not far away.

“Hey, I mean... are you eating more and more recently?”

“One more bowl of rice, Chef!”

“Yes Master, no problem Master!”

“...”

***

Two hours later.

Shen Ying finally finished eating and looked at Yun Heng, who finally gathered his thoughts, yet kneeled in front of them with a firm look on his face.

“You’ve decided?”

“Yes!” He cupped his fist and replied. The previous looks of shock and confusion were all gone. “I’ve remembered the previous lives. I ask three masters... no, three Exalted Immortals, to fulfill my wish.”

“You’ve got to consider it clearly!” Lonemoon stepped forward and reminded him in a deep voice, “You originally had the quality for confirmed Immortal Ascension. Should you give up now, you may not be able to reach ascension in your next life... no, forever.”

“I didn’t do those things for Immortal Ascension to begin with.” He smiled. Not the kind smile from earlier, but a very relieved smile. “In any case, I’m the one who wronged him, and the justice that he asked for naturally should be paid by me.”

Lonemoon frowned. Yet seeing his insistence, he could only sigh. After a long while, he couldn’t help but ask, “Those lives... do you regret them?”

“No!” He shook his head without hesitation. “If I’m to repeat them, I would still choose to do as such. In the face of great righteousness, sacrifice is inevitable, even if it means more resentment to be born. Just that... I hope I’d be able to compensate him.”

For a time, Lonemoon didn’t actually known how to evaluate this matter. He was apparently a good guy who made saving the world his own mission for four lives, not even refraining from sacrificing himself. Yet he was just the one who made Song Ren’s soul dissipate so many times that he ended up with immense hatred.

“This is already the best way that I can think of.” Yun Heng’s hands tightened beside his body. “Though it might be completely meaningless, at least give him a fair chance.”

“Okay!” Shen Ying nodded and gave Chef beside her a look.

Only then did Yi Qing make a seal with one hand. A flash of white light went out from his hand. With a clanging sound, the whole illusion changed into thousands of pieces like a mirror broken, and then disappeared.

They returned once more to that Northern land full of Yin Qi. Only that in the air in front, several meters away, there was a new black figure. He suspended in mid-air, and grievous energy as dark as ink surrounded his whole body, with some violent and wild aura. His body shape could not be seen clearly, yet a blade-like look could be felt to direct right towards Yun Heng, as though to pierce him.

Yun Heng stepped forward and looked up at the black shadow in the air. He could not discern the emotions in his head. Guilt, regret, relief, and many other things. He looked firmly at that black shadow for a long while, before he spoke in a low voice. “I know it is too late now to do anything. But... I hope for you to have another chance to begin again.”

Once his voice fell, the black shadow in the air looked as though he couldn’t control himself anymore, and he suddenly changed into a wave of black mist, rushing over violently. Like sharp blades, they directly penetrated several holes in Yun Heng’s body.

Glaring blood suddenly appeared all over him. Yet Yun Heng used his last strength to produce a seal with both hands! In the next instant, red lights flashed, and blood rushed out wildly, directly changed into many chains, trapping the whole block of grievous energy.

In the air, a gigantic golden array appeared and shrouded the two people underneath. Yun Heng’s hand did not stop. He finished up the seal very rapidly, before he said word by word, “May my blood form your chance of life. May my soul cast your soul! I sacrifice all of me in exchange for your rebirth.”