After the battle between Wang Lin and Red Butterfly, the name Ceng Niu became even more famous. The treasures Ceng Niu used were all seen by the messengers from the other cultivation countries. They all memorized them and spread the news when they returned to their respective cultivation countries.
Whether it was the restriction flag, the treasured sword, or the God Slaying War Chariot, they all became the topic of discussion in Suzaku.
The name Ceng Niu became known as the number one cultivator under the Soul Transformation stage in Suzaku.
At the same time, Rosefinch sent out a message that Red Butterfly would go into closed door training for 100 years to comprehend her breakthrough. No one suspected anything about this. After all, Red Butterfly had gained some enlightenment during the battle, so it was only natural for her to go into closed door training.
However, after all of this slowly passed, Ceng Niu disappeared!
No one knew where he went. They only knew that Ceng Niu disappeared without a trace on his way to Rosefinch Mountain.
This matter set off a huge storm. On top of Rosefinch Mountain, the old man with the title Rosefinch came out from closed door training. He looked toward the north of the continent of Rosefinch.
Three days ago, there was the sound of celestial spiritual energy colliding. It was clearly caused by two Soul Transformation cultivators fighting with celestial spiritual energy.
In addition, he also felt the bloodline of the Giant Demon Clan.
Although Rosefinch's cultivation level was high, he wasn't a god, so he knew everything ahead of time. However, with how big the country of Rosefinch was, he found out that the matter with Ceng Niu was caused by Xue Yu and that the Giant Demon Clan was involved.
However, he couldn't find out the identity of the other Soul Transformation cultivator.
In addition, when he spread out his divine sense, he was only able to find a trace of Wang Lin. He wasn't able to accurately find Wang Lin, which surprised him.
He determined that Wang Lin must have been seriously injured, causing his origin soul to collapse. This was why he couldn't find Wang Lin.
However, in his eyes, Wang Lin was only one of Liu Mei's cauldrons. He was both important and unimportant.
"Liu Mei, go to the north of the Rosefinch Continent. Wang Lin is there …" The old man left a message for Liu Mei before going into seclusion again.
Xue Yu's actions had gone against his will. In the future, there will be a calamity for them.
Liu Mei's figure descended from the Rosefinch Mountain. She turned into a ray of light and flew toward the northern part of the Rosefinch Continent.
At this moment, on one of the cliffs of Rosefinch Mountain, a woman covered in red muslin stared blankly into the distance. Her eyes were empty and lifeless.
At her feet, there was a bright red flower. When the mountain wind blew, the flower trembled slightly, as if it could fall at any time. However, it was full of tenacity and struggled to bloom.
Qian Feng's figure appeared behind the red-veiled woman. He flicked his finger and the flower under the woman's feet immediately collapsed and turned to dust.
"Heartless, I know you still have a sliver of your origin soul hiding, but there won't be a second Zi Xin in my hands." Qian Feng's right hand patted the red-veiled woman's face and he let out an evil smile.
One month later.
In a mountain village in the northern part of the Rosefinch Continent, a young man wearing a coarse robe sat on a large rock at the entrance of the village. His face was filled with shocking scars, making him look extremely ugly. His eyes were dim.
He stared into the distance with no focus in his eyes; there was only a sense of emptiness and loneliness.
There were villagers coming and going at the entrance of the village. Every villager that passed by the young man revealed a look of disgust and walked around him.
The young man's expression didn't change at all. He just sat there and stared into the distance in a daze.
Not long after, a young girl wearing a floral top and a pair of white pants embroidered with red flowers walked over. Behind her was a dog the size of a calf.
The girl was only 14 or 15 years old. Her face was white and her eyes were big.
The girl stopped three meters away from the young man and shouted, "Ugly mute, my dad told me to call you back to eat!"
The young man turned around and looked at the girl. He stood up. Perhaps it was because he had been sitting for a long time, but his legs were a bit numb. When he stood up, he almost fell down, causing the girl to laugh.
"Mute, hurry up. I'm hungry!"
The girl turned around and walked into the village. The dog beside her immediately followed and ran in front as if it was opening a path.
The young man silently followed. As he looked at the surrounding houses, the emptiness in his eyes became even stronger.
A middle-aged man was sitting next to a small table in a fenced courtyard. He was wearing a simple blue robe that had been washed so many times that it had turned white.
There were some herbs spread out on the ground in the courtyard. The fragrance of the herbs immediately spread out when the wind blew.
The girl skipped in and sat next to the man. She said, "Dad, I called Mute back."
The man frowned. He stared at his daughter and shouted, "Impudent!
"Impudent, call me uncle!"
The girl stuck out her tongue and didn't say anything. Instead, she ran into the house and helped her mother get food.
The man stood up and looked at the young man. He said apologetically,
"Little brother, don't mind me. I'm used to being wild. Come, let me take a look at your body and see how it is recovering."
The young man nodded and sat next to the man. He stretched out his right arm. His entire right arm was extremely thin, like a bag of bones.
The man put his hand on it and closed his eyes to meditate. After a while, his eyes lit up and he said, "Little brother, your injury is recovering very well. I'll give you some more medicine to nourish your body. Then you'll be fine."
The young man was silent and nodded.
The middle-aged man sighed when he saw the young man. He met the young man in front of him when he went to the mountains to collect herbs a month ago. At that time, the young man was on the verge of death. As a doctor, the middle-aged man carried the young man home and treated him.
The young man's injury was extremely serious. His five internal organs were displaced and many parts of his body were damaged. The middle-aged man was not sure if he could save the young man. However, the young man's body was extremely strange. After ten days, he actually recovered and woke up.
However, after the young man woke up, he couldn't speak. He was a mute.
At this moment, a woman walked out of the room and the girl followed behind her. The two of them carried some food and placed it on the table.
The girl pouted and said, "Mom, I don't want to eat with a mute. He is so ugly, I can't eat him."
"You!"
The middle-aged man stared at the girl and the woman quickly stopped him. She put some food into the girl's bowl and said, "Er Ya, go eat in the room."
The young girl pouted and was about to speak when the young man took the bowl and stood up with trembling arms. He walked out of the courtyard and sat down on a large bluestone outside. He stared blankly at the bowl in his hand and remained silent.
He was Wang Lin, who no one in the cultivation world knew where he was.
He, who was once like the sun in the sky, now ended up like this. All of this was because of the Giant Demon Clan and Xue Yue.
Wang Lin's right hand trembled as he put down the bowl. He revealed a bitter smile. His origin soul collapsed one month ago.
However, this collapse didn't disappear. Instead, it turned into fragments that remained in his body. As time passed, these fragments slowly dissipated.
His physical body was severely injured. It was only thanks to the Netherworld's Emissary Yang Anchor that his Primordial Spirit had produced a trace of spiritual power to repair his physical body.
However, the current him had lost all of his spiritual energy. He was now a mortal, and he didn't even have the strength to pick up a bowl. Without any spells, even a mortal could knock him to the ground with one punch.
What he didn't expect was that because his origin soul collapsed, his original body in Chu was affected as well. It had fallen into a deep sleep and was unable to wake up.
This was bad news for Wang Lin.
If his true self hadn't fallen asleep, he could have come over to pick him up. With his true self around, he could find a place with sufficient spiritual energy to do breathing exercises and recover. But now, all of that had gone down the drain.
He wasn't a mute, he just didn't want to talk.
The tea intent mark on his face made him look extremely ugly. Apart from the middle-aged man and his wife, no one else had shown any concern for him in the past month in the mountain village.
Without spiritual energy, he couldn't open his bag of holding. He was now a mortal. After a long time, Wang Lin let out a sigh and ate the rice in his bowl.
"In nine years, Wan Er will meet the reincarnation cycle again. Nine years …" Wang Lin swallowed the rice in his mouth and revealed a look of determination.
Over the past month, he had been thinking about how to restore his cultivation.
As long as he could break the seal and domain, everything would be fine. However, Wang Lin didn't know how to break it.
Late at night, Wang Lin lay down in the firewood shed and gradually fell asleep. His body was extremely weak and he didn't have any strength left.
The next morning, the middle-aged man carried the medicine basket and asked a few hunters to go to the mountains to collect herbs.
Wang Lin opened his eyes and sat cross-legged in the firewood shed. After a while, he sighed. There was no spiritual energy in his body and he couldn't cultivate.
Unless it was in a place with extremely dense spiritual energy and forcefully breathing in and out, it would be possible to produce a trace of might in the body.
He shook his head bitterly and walked out of the firewood shed. His body was still weak.
At this moment, the young girl walked out of the room. When she saw Wang Lin, she pouted and said, "Ugly mute, you've been living here for a month. When are you leaving? My house isn't a charity, I don't have so much rice for you to eat.
"Erya, how many times has your father told you to call him uncle?" The young woman walked out of the room and scolded.
The girl snorted with dissatisfaction and said, "Elementary scholar, follow me!" She said as she walked towards the gate of the courtyard.
The dog rushed out from the corner of the yard and followed the young girl while wagging its tail.
The young woman's gaze swept past Wang Lin and said apologetically, "The child doesn't understand, please don't mind her. Her father went to the mountains to collect herbs and said that your body is weak and you need some nourishment. You can stay here and leave when your body has recovered."
In the blink of an eye, another half a month passed. During this half a month, with the help of the middle-aged man's medicine, Wang Lin's body slowly regained some strength. Late at night, Wang Lin walked out of the firewood shed and looked at the middle-aged man's house. He memorized it and walked out of the yard.
He was leaving!