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Chapter 302: The Netherworld's Yellow Springs, Wandering in the Black Abyss
Chapter 302: The Netherworld's Yellow Springs, Wandering in the Black Abyss
A month had passed, and Ji Shan, carrying a large number of bags, accompanied Qin Muye on a plane to Jingdu. Qin Muye didn't have much, as he lacked fortune, and thus didn't have many assets.
During this period, Ji Shan had also attempted to practice the "Yijing," but with little success, so he lost interest. For him, it was just as well to be idle; after all, his father might have some special status.
On the plane, Qin Muye looked down at the Netherworld, and it truly lived up to its name.
He had been to the Netherworld before, a process known as "walking the nether." Unlike cultivators who used their souls, he entered directly with his physical body.
Everything else was fine, except his skin couldn't withstand the environment and disappeared. If he hadn't run fast enough, the Netherworld might have gained a new abyss.
Qin Muye had underestimated himself. Since he rarely fought, he didn't have a clear understanding of his own strength.
He either encountered those stronger or weaker than him, so he couldn't tell if he was strong or weak.
However, as long as nothing beyond the copy's specifications appeared, Qin Muye could handle it.
This dungeon was only at the 5th stage; he wasn't afraid of the 6th stage either.
Just as he was thinking, he noticed a faint light in the distance.
'Why would someone be walking the nether here while I'm in the sky?' Qin Muye's eyes twitched; the Netherworld was inexplicable.
The Netherworld and the human world were not always aligned. Even though he was in the sky, the corresponding area might not be in the sky. Only the Yellow Springs traversed the entire Netherworld, and those walking the nether entered the Netherworld through the Yellow Springs.
The Yellow Springs were both dangerous and safe. The danger lay beneath the water, where terrifying spirits and ghosts had survived for years in the spiritual energy tides. The safety lay above the water; as long as one didn't break any taboos, nothing major would happen.
Qin Muye knew that part of the spiritual energy tides was the Yellow Springs. Unlike the human world, where the tides of humanity rose and fell, and the extraordinary sometimes flourished and sometimes declined, the Yellow Springs followed the tides. If not for the separation between the Netherworld and the human world, and without special means to communicate, the current era would not be one of spiritual energy revival but of strange phenomena revival.
Fortunately, without Qin Muye's interference, it was only a revival of spiritual energy.
If Qin Muye had been rash or foolish, the world might already be in chaos.
An old woman sat in a small wooden boat, a lamp hanging at the bow. Besides the old woman, there were several burly young men.
There were many reasons for walking the nether: for resources, for the truth, for descendants, for profit, and more. After death, the souls of people would come to the Netherworld, where various unknown secrets were hidden.
The old woman seemed to sense his gaze and quickly stood up, taking out various items from a small backpack and throwing them into the water, muttering to herself.
Unfortunately, Qin Muye could see but not hear, so he only saw her movements and the rhythm of her words, which seemed to be some kind of poetic incantation.
As they approached, the old woman's expression grew increasingly grim.
Although Qin Muye was in a plane flying at high speed, his vision in the Netherworld moved at a steady pace, for some unknown reason.
'I'm just passing by, no need to be nervous. If I wanted to act, I would have done so already,' Qin Muye thought to himself.
He knew that because he was not a human, his vision in the Netherworld had a certain terrifying quality. Prolonged attention could cause problems for others.
In the real world, he could control himself, but in the Netherworld, it was different. It was a side effect of the Netherworld, a unique phenomenon created by his vision, and it was mobile.
The Netherworld and the human world were overlapping worlds. When the spiritual energy tides had not returned, the Netherworld was empty and invisible. But once the spiritual energy returned, bringing the Yellow Springs with it, everything changed.
At this moment, everyone on the small boat showed signs of fear, their foreheads breaking out in cold sweat.
Only when they passed each other did they relax, their soul bodies collapsing onto the boat.
To them, they were souls, but in reality, they were not much different from their physical bodies.
In fact, if they were injured, it would be even more severe. The resources needed to heal souls were not ordinary; they were extremely precious.
‘This is the thirteenth time I’ve encountered a nether walker. I wonder if it’s good luck or bad luck.’
This was not the first time Qin Muye had encountered a nether walker. The Netherworld, along with the Yellow Springs, was constantly changing. Even the place where he had lived for eighteen years was subject to the shifts caused by the Yellow Springs' flow.
Therefore, even if he left a mark in the Netherworld, it would not be in the same place the next time he returned.
Perhaps there was a pattern, but Qin Muye had been focused on developing the Alchemist profession at the time, so he didn’t delve into these matters.
He was now planning to create a Mythical-level profession for himself. Since he could build it himself, it was best to tailor it to his own conditions.
Ji Shan’s Alchemist profession was created based on his talents.
If it weren’t for the uniqueness, he would have considered taking it on as a side profession, even if it wasn’t as well-suited as one he could create specifically for himself. After all, it was still a Mythical-level profession.
Fortunately, he had succeeded in creating it, giving him some experience. Creating another Mythical-level profession wouldn’t be too difficult; it was just a matter of time and knowledge.
The Mythical-level profession Qin Muye needed could not be the same as Ji Shan’s. Ji Shan’s path was about individual greatness, while Qin Muye’s was about collective greatness.
Therefore, he needed to prepare much more.
“Dad? Is something wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?” Ji Shan noticed Qin Muye seemed to be looking around, which was a bit strange for a blind person, so he assumed it was due to the pressure changes from the first flight.
“Nothing, just a bit curious,” Qin Muye replied.
He had flown before; his territory produced aircraft. It was just the Netherworld that made him feel a bit curious.
“Oh, if you’re uncomfortable, don’t push yourself,” Ji Shan said, still a bit worried. However, he knew Qin Muye’s personality well; if there was something wrong, he would say so. If he didn’t, it was probably nothing.
In the Netherworld, on the Yellow Springs.
“Snake Granny, what was that thing just now?” a young man asked, still filled with fear.
The old woman, Snake Granny, glared at him fiercely. “Shut up! No talking, lest we offend the spirits.”
The young man suddenly realized his mistake. This was the Netherworld, not the human world. Some things could be said, while others could not. One misstep could cost the entire boat their lives.
So, he quickly covered his mouth and nodded.
Once the small boat had drifted away from that section of the Yellow Springs, Snake Granny explained, “What was watching us is known as the Black Abyss. Its origin is unknown, but my master once encountered it during a nether walk. The Black Abyss turned a section of the Yellow Springs into a bottomless pit, even causing a temporary disruption in the flow.”
“Now, what we encountered was just a drifting shadow. Several nether walkers have seen it, with mixed results. Some, like us, were unharmed, while others... well.”
Snake Granny didn’t elaborate on what happened to those with bad luck, but their minds immediately recalled the story of Li the Barber, who had walked the nether for the Liu family. It was said that everyone on that trip perished, not only losing their souls but also having their bodies corrupted by an extremely sinister force. That sinister force was identified as the Black Abyss by those who recognized it.
Now, they were walking the nether for the Bai family, searching for the soul of the Liu family’s direct descendant. They had encountered the Black Abyss, fortunately, just as a shadow.
They exchanged glances, seemingly discussing whether the Liu family had offended the Black Abyss or if there was a connection. Otherwise, it would be too much of a coincidence. Nether walking to search for souls required a guide, usually a personal item of the deceased, thus carrying a karmic connection.
“This Liu family and the Black—”
“Shut up! Do you know what should be said and what shouldn’t?” Snake Granny interrupted him. She couldn’t ignore the suspicious coincidence, but she couldn’t say anything that might draw the Black Abyss’s attention, risking their lives.
“I spoke out of turn,” the young man admitted, understanding the answer from her straightforward warning. If he didn’t, he would be a fool.
The others remained silent, realizing that the wealth the Liu family offered might not be worth it. The Liu family had walked the nether multiple times for their direct descendant’s soul, and it was clear to anyone with eyes that there was a secret. However, the results varied, and some attempts even led to tragic outcomes.
(End of Chapter)
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