Chapter 1342: At the End of Reincarnation

Chapter 1343: The End of Reincarnation

By Sanjiu Yinyu

Word Count: 1320

"Sleepless... you will die amidst the clatter of gongs and drums."

A familiar voice came from beside his ear.

The voice was like a call from a distant place. The moment it sounded, Sun Bumian, who had been in a daze, felt his eyelids tremble slightly, then slowly open...

Ancient city walls, desolate land, tangled withered trees.

He was back in this dream he had countless times.

After a brief moment of confusion, his gaze returned to the old man in front of him, whom he missed terribly... He silently called out "Master" in his heart.

Sun Bumian didn't dare to speak aloud, fearing that the dream would end if he did. It was rare for him to see his Master, and hearing a few more words of his nagging would be good.

He just watched the old man quietly, waiting for him to continue...

To be honest, he almost had his Master's last words to him memorized.

But this time, his Master did not continue. Instead, he simply met Sun Bumian's gaze. Sun Bumian wondered if it was his imagination, but a hint of... a smile? appeared in his Master's eyes, which had never changed in countless dreams.

Sun Bumian was stunned.

"...Master?" he asked tentatively.

"You've grown up, Sleepless."

These words struck Sun Bumian like a clap of thunder, and he instantly widened his eyes in disbelief!

His Master in the dream actually had his own consciousness? And could even speak to him actively??

He knew that he had dreamed this dream countless times before, but each time it was a mere replaying of that memory, and his Master's words remained exactly the same... But now, his Master was actually communicating with him actively!

Sun Bumian instantly became incredibly excited!

"Master, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"You're not dreaming, but you're about to be dragged into the ancient Ghost Path Relic."

"?" The smile on Sun Bumian's face froze. "Master, do you mean... I'm about to die???"

No wonder his Master could talk to him; it turned out he was dying... Was the rumor true, that when people are near death, their deceased loved ones come to guide them?

"Yes, that's what I mean," the old man nodded.

"...It's all Hong Xin's fault; his subordinates were too brutal!" Sun Bumian grumbled. "If I really die, I won't let him off even as a ghost!"

Sun Bumian could have activated his reincarnation power to directly revert to his state from previous reincarnations, using absolute strength to clear the toxins from his body. However, he didn't do so after Chen Ling appeared...

Ultimately, he was still a miser. Reincarnation power was something that diminished with each use, so he tried to save it whenever possible. He never expected that this frugality would almost cost him his life.

"Don't worry, you won't die. He's trying everything to save you," the old man chuckled.

"However... don't be so stingy in the future. You've accumulated thousands of years of power; you should use it when necessary. If it gets out that you were poisoned by a few venomous insects, people will think I'm not a good teacher."

Sun Bumian shrugged. "I'm afraid that if I use too much, I won't be able to reincarnate anymore... or I'll sleep for hundreds of years."

The old man's gaze instantly became complex. "Sleepless..."

"What's wrong, Master?"

"You won't have another reincarnation."

Sun Bumian was stunned.

The bleak, cold wind swept across the desolate land. The last shriveled leaf drifted down from a withered tree, gently crumbling in the air and vanishing with the wind.

"You mean..."

"This world is coming to an end. Whether the outcome is good or bad, it will conclude... and so will you."

Sun Bumian stared blankly at his Master, only snapping back to reality after a long while... If the world was ending, what was the point of reincarnation for him?

What good would it do even if he could live for another ten or a hundred lifetimes?

In that instant, Sun Bumian didn't know what he felt... confusion, fear, worry, or perhaps... joy?

He had lived too long, been lonely too long. Within that long, endless lifespan, he had long become numb. The end of life, for him, was perhaps a form of liberation.

"Does that mean... I don't have to conserve my reincarnation power anymore?" A faint light sparked in Sun Bumian's eyes.

In the past, to ensure smooth reincarnations and avoid misfortune, Sun Bumian would hide far away whenever he encountered trouble. Though he possessed an incredibly powerful reincarnation treasury, he was like a miser, utterly unwilling to use it.

He was like a mouse on the edge of the world, guarding an empty treasury, reincarnating over and over, eating and drinking, trying to find meaning in his existence... He was already weary and numb.

The end of the world, the end of reincarnation, brought him a possibility he had never experienced...

A life that would happen only once.

"Exactly," the old man nodded slightly. "In this lifetime, you can live without restraint, as you please."

Sun Bumian's breathing grew heavier, and his heart began to pound like fire.

The corners of his mouth curved upward slightly:

"I understand."

"...Do you remember me telling you that your reincarnation is both a dormancy and a weapon?"

"I remember, Master."

"The time to decide this world's fate is approaching," the old man turned, looking at the figure at the foot of the distant city wall. "You must do everything you can to help him... He will be the last hope."

Sun Bumian followed the old man's gaze and only then noticed that someone was standing beneath the distant city wall...

The moment he recognized the person, Sun Bumian's heart trembled slightly.

"...Even if you didn't say so, Master, I would help him," Sun Bumian smiled. "He and I made a promise a long time ago."

"That's for the best."

His Master was about to say something more, but his gaze suddenly turned towards the void above. "Sleepless, you should go back now."

Sun Bumian felt this "dream" dissipating, and a force was pulling him back from the edge of death. His Master's figure in front of him also gradually blurred...

"Master, after I die, will I still be able to meet you in the ancient Ghost Path Relic?" Sun Bumian immediately asked.

"When the world ends, the Ghost Path will also dissipate. We won't meet there again," his Master paused for a moment. "But somewhere else... who can say?"

The old man's voice gradually faded in Sun Bumian's mind, and his consciousness began to rise rapidly, like a drowning person frantically surfacing from the seabed. An unprecedented feeling of suffocation overwhelmed him!

The next second,

Sun Bumian suddenly opened his eyes wide!

Even so, the feeling of suffocation persisted. In terror, he grabbed something on his face with both hands and yanked hard!

A basketball-sized shadow toad was peeled off his face. At the same time, a tongue, almost reaching his esophagus and covered in mucus, wriggled free from Sun Bumian's mouth!

Sun Bumian stared blankly at the ugly toad in his hand, frozen in place like a statue...

The small toad tilted its head:

"—Croak?"

Sanjiu will be attending an event in Shanghai tomorrow, so it's highly likely there will be no update. Taking a day off.

Everyone, Happy Dragon Boat Festival~~~