The Prodigies War

Chapter 1745: Ninth Senior Brother’s Regrets

Chapter 1745: Ninth Senior Brother’s Regrets

"Okay." Lin Xun agreed almost without thinking.

Buzz!

The Dao Endless Pagoda swept out.

At this moment, the skinny figure screeched with panic and even fear, "No——! How could this pagoda still exist in the world?!"

Boom!

Lin Xun only felt his soul trembling, and he completely fainted.

After an unknown amount of time, a warm force surged into him, allowing him to gradually regain his consciousness and perception.

It was still the dark sealed world; the sky and the earth were dim, cold, and depressing.

In the far distance, the Taoist platform was still there, but the skinny figure suppressed by countless chains was gone, leaving the place empty.

"Not dead." A familiar dull voice sounded in his ears.

Lin Xun looked up and saw the middle-aged woodcutter standing beside him. He had a simple and gentle smile on his rough, dark, and solid face.

He said, "Junior Brother, my name is Ge Yupu. I was originally a woodcutter in the mountains, cutting wood for a living. Later, I was fortunate to be enlightened by the master and accepted into the sect. I am ranked ninth. You can call me Ninth Senior Brother."

Lin Xun immediately responded, "I, Lin Xun, greet Ninth Senior Brother."

Ge Yupu scratched his head a little slowly and said, "Junior Brother, there’s no need to be so polite. Kong Dutian is right. I am the most stupid in the sect. The master often says that I am a blockhead."

Despite the fact that he was pretty much insulting himself, there was pride and happiness in his voice.

“Ah,” said Lin Xun.

In his mind, the senior brother who used the Sacred Combat Art was unruly as he soared into the sky, fearless of the constraints of heaven and earth. He trampled through the sky and looked down on the ages.

Then there was Senior Brother Xuan Kong who was upright and heroic, kind-hearted, and had faced his death with immense grace.

Then there was Senior Brother Xue Ya, whom he had never met, but the flower had described him as a gentle and elegant man with a scholarly air.

Then there was Senior Brother Li Xuanwei, who, as the wisp of will in the Dao Ruleless Bell had described, was unrestrained, carefree, and broad minded. He was quite an interesting fellow according to the bell.

Because of that, Lin Xun did not expect that his Ninth Senior Brother would be such a simple, honest, and dull person. He was without any airs, but was actually the easiest to get close to.

"Ninth Senior Brother, what happened just now?" Lin Xun could not help asking.

While speaking, he noticed that A’hu was sitting cross-legged on one side, with her eyes closed and breathing slowly, as if she was sleeping soundly. He did not disturb her.

"Junior Brother, do you have any alcohol?"

Ge Yupu sat casually on the ground and looked at Lin Xun eagerly.

Lin Xun obviously had some, so he immediately took out a jar of treasured wine and handed it over.

Ge Yupu was overjoyed as he held the jar of wine and drank heavily from it. Then he smacked his lips and exclaimed delightedly, saying that he had not tasted any good alcohol since he had started guarding this area.

His voice was full of nostalgia.

Lin Xun didn't say much. He simply took out a lot of fine wine and stated that he wanted to drink with his Ninth Senior Brother.

Ge Yupu was very happy with a smile on his coarse face.

"Junior Brother, if you want to ask me about other things, then I’m sorry because I really don't know much. After I was injured during the Dao War of Emperors, Master told me that I had no hope of seeking the dao in this lifetime and then asked me if I had any unfulfilled wishes."

Ge Yupu added quickly as if reminiscing, "I told him that I wanted to stand guard in front of Kong Dutian until I died, so Master agreed to this and brought me here. I have been here ever since."

"Why did you do this?" Lin Xun couldn't help from asking.

"I was not willing to accept this outcome." Ge Yupu said in a deep voice, "In the Dao War of Emperors, my opponent was Kong Dutian. I fought him for nineteen days but failed to kill him. In the end, both of us were injured..."

He was unhappy and couldn't help but drink more wine. His eyes became red, and he said in a hoarse voice, "If I hadn't performed so badly then, Junior Brother Ji Xiu, Junior Brother Wu Zang and Junior Sister Wen Liu wouldn't have died..."

Lin Xun's heart was churning. The Dao War of Emperors had actually caused some successors of Fangchun Mountain to die?

What kind of terrible war was it?

"Ninth Senior Brother, it's not your fault. Don't blame yourself," Lin Xun comforted him in a gentle voice.

Ge Yupu sighed, "Master also said that the struggle for the dao is cruel and urged me not to feel regretful, but I... I just can't accept this!"

His face was full of pain and resentment.

Lin Xun picked up the wine jar and handed it to Ge Yupu, then he picked up another pot and drank it silently before saying, "Ninth Senior Brother, can you tell me about the Dao War of Emperors?"

Ge Yupu shook his head, "Junior Brother, this all happened a very long time ago, and the truth involves the struggle for the dao. The karma involved in it is too great. Telling you now will do more harm than good, and it will very likely affect your future cultivation journey for the worse."

Lin Xun was stunned and felt that the Dao War of Emperors was not as simple as it first seemed!

Ge Yupu was a little apologetic. He scratched his head and said, "What's more, it is a fight that only Emperors can participate in. Instead of thinking about this, you should just cultivate diligently. Once you step into the Emperor Stage in the future, it will not be too late for you to understand these inside workings."

Lin Xun felt helpless. In the end, it was because his cultivation was still too weak...

"Junior Brother, look."

Ge Yupu took out the Dao Endless Pagoda. The pagoda hummed and emitted strands of wonder-gold dao light. They were like chains that bound Kong Dutian tightly.

"Ge Yupu, Old Bodhi said that he would not kill me. Are you going to disobey your master's command?" Kong Dutian shrieked.

Ge Yupu turned a deaf ear and said to Lin Xun, "Junior Brother, he is Demon-Beast Emperor Dutian, a peacock demon born from primal chaos. He came to being with five-colored feathers, has superb combat power, and is ranked first among the Primeval Seven Demon-Beast Emperors."

Even though Lin Xun had already guessed it, he still couldn't help but sharply take in a breath when he got the confirmation from his Ninth Senior Brother.

This was a living Emperor! The strongest of the Primeval Seven Demon-Beast Emperors! The progenitor of the current Imperial Kong Clan!

But no matter how powerful he was, he had been suppressed here for endless years and could not escape.

All of this was quite shocking.

An inexplicable thought then emerged in Lin Xun's mind. Demon-Beast Emperor Dutian is this terrifying, so how high should my Ninth Senior Brother’s cultivation level be? After all, he was able to fight him to a draw.

Thinking of this, Lin Xun's heart churned again. Before, Ge Yupu had given him the feeling of being as simple as stone, honest and amiable, which made him almost forget how powerful he was. He was at least an Emperor!

After hearing what Ge Yupu said, Kong Dutian was stunned, and then couldn't help laughing wildly, "Junior Brother? Hahaha, such a weak little thing is actually a successor of your Fangchun Mountain? Life is really unpredictable. Has Fangchun Mountain fallen to this point?"

He did not even bother to conceal his utter contempt.

For a great Demon-Beast Emperor who had been famous in the universe during the primeval times, a supreme Saint like Lin Xun was indeed not worth mentioning.

Lin Xun sneered, “Heh, no matter how powerful you are, you are still imprisoned here and can't escape."

"You dare!" Kong Dutian's face darkened.

Snap!

The next moment, a ray of light tied to Kong Dutian suddenly rose up and whipped him down fiercely, making him wail in pain. He twitched and twisted, and his figure dimmed.

Ge Yupu said in a deep voice, "You are a prisoner, yet you dare to talk to my junior brother like this. Kong Dutian, do you think that I, Ge Yupu, am invisible?"

Kong Dutian looked resentful, "If it wasn’t for this Old Bodhi’s pagoda, do you think you’d amount to anything, Ge Yupu?"

All of a sudden, Ge Yupu's face flushed with a rare anger, "In the Dao War of Emperors, if Lord Nirvana hadn’t secretly helped you, how could you have possibly fought on an equal footing with me?”

Lord Nirvana!

Lin Xun realized that there was another inside story regarding the duel between his Ninth Senior Brother and the Demon-Beast Emperor!

Kong Dutian's expression wavered for a moment, and then he finally snorted coldly, "Since the dawn of time, the victor is the king and the loser is the bandit. Anyway, I'm too lazy to argue with a blockhead like you."

He glared at Lin Xun coldly, revealing an unparalleled murderous intent, "Little guy, you’ve got some luck, don’t you.. You have the origin power of Old Bodhi’s great dao horsetail whisk and the Dao Endless Pagoda as well..."

He paused between every word, his voice full of pure hate.

From his perspective, he was a hair’s width away from escaping, but it was all ruined by the unexpected variable, Lin Xun!

"Kong Dutian, it seems that you still don't understand your situation."

Ge Yupu's voice was dull.

Snap!

Suddenly, a series of wonder-gold dao lights rose up, like thousands of whips, slashing down hard.

Kong Dutian screamed miserably. He curled up and twitched, and his body became blurred and dim, as if he would collapse at any time.

"Ge Yupu, don't be so proud! Your life essence has been exhausted. Even if Old Bodhi comes back, it will be difficult for even someone like him to save your life!"

Despite this, Kong Dutian was still unyielding and roared fiercely, "And you, little bastard, if the descendants of the Seven Demon-Beast Emperors find out that you are a disciple of Fangchun Mountain, you will be killed sooner or later!"

Boom!

In the end, he couldn't bear being lashed by the wonder-gold dao lights. He transformed back into his true form of a primal chaos qi peacock that had scars everywhere and fainted.

"Ninth Senior Brother, you really have..."

Lin Xun was shocked.

Ge Yupu showed a magnanimous look on his face and said, "I knew this day would come, and I’ve already come to accept it. Fortunately, I was able to meet with my junior brother and drink some good alcohol before I die. I have no regrets."

Lin Xun's heart trembled.

Although it was the first time they had met, Ninth Senior Brother Ge Yupu had left a very deep impression on him.

He was simple, taciturn, and kind-hearted. He felt guilt regarding the deaths of some of his junior siblings and so had chosen to stay here until now!

Now, knowing that Ge Yupu would also end up dying soon, how could Lin Xun not feel sad?

"Junior Brother, I have been cultivating for so long, so I have long been accustomed to the inevitability of life and death. In the end, I am just a woodcutter, dull and clumsy, with mediocre talent. It was a great blessing for me to follow my master to practice and see all the wonders of the dao. Death is nothing more than the end of a journey for me."

Ge Yupu patted Lin Xun on the shoulder, pointed to the Dao Endless Pagoda, and said, "Junior Brother, from today on, Kong Dutian will be imprisoned in the Dao Endless Pagoda. Within ten years, his cultivation will be completely refined. When the time comes, remember to take his Five-Colored Tail Feathers as...a gift from Ninth Senior Brother."

After a pause, he took out a horsetail whisk and said, "Junior Brother, there is also this treasure, which was left by our master in the past. It is called the Three Thousand Vicissitudes, you should also take it.

"It's a pity that this treasure was severely damaged in the Dao War of Emperors, leaving it with only some of its power. It was also my fault as I am incompetent and failed to protect it..."

There was guilt and sadness in his voice which mirrored Ge Yupu's expression at the moment.