Chapter 296: No Matter, I Will Act
“Looking for it?”
“Yes.”
Meng Mao affirmed.
He continued, “The fierce beast I encountered was very spiritual and did not intend to cause trouble. It was only because of its large size that it attracted the attention of citizens, and even busybodies who deliberately provoked it. This led to a sudden riot, where the busybody was directly bitten to death in public, causing panic.”
He finished in one breath and looked at the profound figure, waiting for the man to speak.
The man was silent for a moment, then opened his mouth and said, “Your guess is not wrong. The elders have long been aware of this matter, but there is still no definite conclusion about the specific purpose of those fierce beasts.”
“But…”
The man’s voice suddenly became a bit drawn out.
“The official explanation of demons causing trouble is also not wrong.”
“?”
Hearing his Senior Brother’s words, a large question mark involuntarily appeared above Meng Mao’s head.
I’m not wrong, and the officials are not wrong.
Then who is wrong?
He didn’t understand, so he lowered his head respectfully and said, “This junior disciple is dull, please enlighten me, Senior Brother.”
Because he was looking down, the Senior Brother’s turn of his head was much larger this time. He caught a glimpse of his junior brother’s respectful appearance, and the corners of his mouth could not help but turn up.
However, he quickly regained his composure and turned back to explain coldly:
“Because among them, there are indeed some from the heretical path who have taken advantage of the situation, wanting to stir up more trouble, making it easier for them to fish in troubled waters.”
Meng Mao showed a slight understanding upon hearing this.
“So that’s how it is…”
He murmured.
The Senior Brother continued, “However, the fierce beasts in the mountains have indeed benefited from this resurgence of spiritual energy, and many intelligent beings have been born.”
“The one hundred thousand mountains behind Mount Longhu have been particularly active recently, and some are restless.”
Meng Mao frowned upon hearing this. “Then what should we do? Should we ask for help from the officials? After all, we cultivators…”
He was interrupted halfway by the man in front raising his hand.
Still maintaining the posture of his back to the world, his voice was cold, yet it conveyed an irrefutable confidence.
“No matter, I will act.”
Just six words, but Meng Mao felt his spirit lift.
He thought, worthy of being my Senior Brother, look at this imposing demeanor that surveys the world!
A glimmer of admiration flashed in his eyes, and his tone became a bit more impassioned.
“It is truly a life without regret to be able to see my Senior Brother in this life!”
The Senior Brother then slowly turned around.
Meng Mao’s excited appearance was naturally seen by him.
But the man’s face remained as calm as still water.
Only the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.
He clasped his hands behind his back and frowned slightly.
“In times of great importance, one must remain calm. Control your impetuous nature.”
A harmless reprimand struck, bringing Meng Mao back to his senses.
The Senior Brother was excellent in every way, except that he was too fond of lecturing.
And he always appeared very stern, making people worry that they might be punished for even a slight mistake.
This was also why he had been somewhat intimidated to interact with his Senior Brother at first.
He stammered a bit, daring not to say anything more, and could only scratch his head to alleviate the awkwardness.
“It’s just that I was moved by your spirit of daring to be the first in the world, Senior Brother. It was a moment of excitement, a moment of excitement, hehe…”
Meng Mao gave a sheepish laugh.
Fortunately, the Senior Brother did not pursue the matter further, merely nodding slightly.
“Alright, there’s nothing else. You can go now.”
“Yes.”
Meng Mao quietly responded and obediently withdrew.
After he left, a suppressed chuckle suddenly sounded in the quiet room.
“Heh heh heh…”
Then, the Senior Brother coughed twice, composed himself, and pulled out a slim booklet from under his meditation cushion.
He opened it, found the sentences “It’s just a bit of wind and frost” and “No matter, I will act,” and crossed them out.
After doing so, he flipped further back and found that most of them had already been crossed out.
He stroked his chin and muttered to himself.
“Tsk, no, I need to go down the mountain and get some more phrases…”
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Tonight, Chen An surprisingly had a dream.
He knew why he was dreaming.
During the day, Eileen, as a divine authority, could stir human emotions.
She could also awaken those things buried deepest within people.
In the quiet night, without the hustle and bustle of the day.
People’s thoughts inevitably became sensitive.
Even the slightest stir could be infinitely magnified at this moment.
His dream had just begun when he woke up on his own.
Because he did not want to continue this dream today.
Recalling the fleeting glimpse in his dream just now, Chen An sat up, leaned against the headboard, and was lost in thought.
That must have been his third life.
That life was too bitter.
So bitter that even the present Chen An did not want to touch it.
It was also from the third life that Chen An chose to seal the memories of each of his lives.
It wasn’t really sealing, just adding a filter to his memories. As long as he didn’t deliberately recall or touch them, he could pretend nothing had happened and live his new life well.
In that memory, both of them had lived too miserably.
In the first two lives, no matter what, Chen An at least had a foundation to stand on.
Whether it was the identity of a teacher in the first life or a priest in the second life.
Both could ensure they lived a stable and worry-free life in the early stages.
But the third life was not.
In that quagmire, watching the girl step by step become covered in blood and fall into the abyss was undoubtedly something Chen An extremely did not want to recall.
He never wanted to experience that sense of powerlessness and frustration a second time.
The young man turned to look out the window.
The moonlight was bright and clear.
With a slight shift of his thoughts, he summoned the system.
“System, what’s going on?”
A reply quickly came to his mind.
“What’s going on?”
Chen An frowned. “Don’t play dumb with me.”
“Why can they all find me? Weren’t we told they would all become overlords in their own worlds?”
The system corrected him, “Not overlords, but heroines.”
“Alright, it’s the same meaning, don’t get sidetracked.”
Chen An was uncharacteristically annoyed.
In fact, he should have asked the system this question when Luo Cong’an appeared.
But at the time, he thought Luo Cong’an was an exception, and that only she would be so persistent.
But now it seemed that the shock he had given them in the past could not have been small.
Even after so long, they were still stubbornly pursuing him, even if it was just to see him.
“Heroines are independent individuals with their own thoughts. No matter how anxious you are, it has nothing to do with me.”
Facing the system’s shirking of responsibility, Chen An said coldly, “Then why didn’t you tell me in advance back then?”
The system, unable to justify itself, grew more spirited.
“But you didn’t ask!”
