redvbooks Chapter 42 Kunlun Eternal Kneel! You call this a peach pit?
Chapter 42 Kunlun Eternal Kneel! You call this a peach pit?
"presumptuous!"
The two words, like the collapse of the sacred Kunlun Mountains, triggered a thunderous roar.
For the first time, pure rage appeared on the ancient and dignified face of the old man who called himself Boyi.
What is his identity?
He followed Yu the Great in controlling the floods, assisted the first emperor, and was enlightened by the Queen Mother of the West, guarding this place for thousands of years!
Throughout the long river of time, he has seen immortals and slaughtered gods, and with a flick of his finger, he can turn countless exceptionally talented cultivators into dust.
For so many years has no one dared to speak to him in such a flippant, almost humiliating tone?
"Mortal, you have repeatedly blasphemed divine power. It seems that letting you die a quick death is the greatest mercy I can show you!"
Bo Yi's eyes flashed with a fierce light, revealing a murderous intent.
He slowly raised a withered, bony finger, the tip of which was surrounded by a wisp of invisible gray-black aura.
That is the power of Kunlun's "annihilation" law.
With a single finger, the soul and body vanish into nothingness.
"etc!"
Just as the killing intent was about to leave his fingertips, Lin Fan suddenly called out to stop.
Bo Yi's movements actually stopped. He coldly looked down at Lin Fan, his voice carrying a cruel, judgmental tone: "Now you know fear? Want to beg for mercy? Too late!"
"No, no, no."
Lin Fan waved his hand, his expression not one of fear, but rather as if he were dealing with a troublesome matter.
Then, in front of Bo Yi's eyes, which were capable of freezing everything, he slowly and deliberately took something out of the pocket of his faded jeans.
A rusty piece of bronze that looks like it was picked up from some junkyard.
Lin Fan held the fragment in his palm, examining it from all angles, and even flicked it with his finger, producing a dull sound.
He raised his head and, in an extremely serious tone, asked Bo Yi for guidance:
"I just wanted to ask, you have good eyesight, can you help me take a look at this thing... do you recognize it?"
Bo Yi's gaze fell casually on that piece of "broken copper and scrap iron".
At first, the contempt and murderous intent in his eyes remained unchanged.
But the next moment.
When his divine sense swept over the dried, yet still immortal, dark golden bloodstains on the fragment…
When he sensed that supreme will that governs all the heavens and spirits, suppresses the eight wastelands and rivers, and reigns supreme for eternity...
Bo Yi's face, which was filled with divine majesty, froze instantly.
His once calm and murky eyes suddenly bulged, and blood vessels spread wildly through the whites of his eyes, as if they were about to burst!
The finger that had just been imbued with the law of annihilation and was about to obliterate Lin Fan began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, shaking like a leaf.
His lips opened and closed, and a "ho...ho..." sound like a broken bellows came from his throat, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his throat.
"The...Human Emperor...Seal..."
The three words, as if he had used all his strength, were squeezed out one by one from the deepest part of his teeth.
The voice no longer held any trace of the aloofness and majesty of a ruler.
All that remained was the deepest, most overwhelming fear and trembling that threatened to crush his very soul!
The Emperor's Seal!
How could it possibly be the Emperor's Seal!
That supreme sacred artifact that suppressed the fortune of the ancient human race for tens of thousands of years, and which even gods and demons from beyond the realms had to avoid, wasn't it completely shattered and scattered throughout the heavens in the battle where the human emperor shed his blood and the world was overturned?
Why are you here?
Why would it end up in the hands of a seemingly carefree young man?!
Bo Yi felt that his mind had turned into a pot of boiling magma, extremely chaotic.
He stared blankly at Lin Fan, then fixed his gaze on the bronze fragment. A thought that even he found utterly absurd suddenly took over his mind like wildly growing weeds.
Is it...
Could it be that the person in front of me... is...
"Thump!"
A muffled thud.
This ancient gatekeeper, who had guarded Kunlun for thousands of years and regarded foreign gods as mere weeds, could no longer support his towering figure on his knees and knelt down straight down.
He slammed his forehead heavily onto the cold, hard white crystal floor without holding back, making a loud "thud".
"Your Majesty, I, a guilty subject, was unaware of Your Majesty's arrival. I deserve to die a thousand deaths! I beg Your Majesty's forgiveness!"
His voice trembled and became incoherent, filled with sobs.
This scene left Fang Qingxue, who was immobilized by the divine power, completely dumbfounded.
She was still conscious, so she could see clearly.
A terrifying being who claims to be an ancient deity, whose words carry the weight of law, and who can decide her life or death with a mere wave of his hand...
Just because the gentleman pulled a piece of scrap metal out of his pocket...
He immediately knelt down?
He even calls himself a "sinful subject"? And he calls his husband "the Emperor"?
What's wrong with this world?
Fang Qingxue felt that the worldview she had built up since childhood was being repeatedly crushed, reassembled, and crushed again on this summit of Kunlun Mountain... until not even a trace remained.
"Hey, hey, hey, why is another one kneeling?"
Lin Fan looked at Bo Yi, who was kowtowing on the ground as if he wanted to break through the crystal floor, and felt a headache coming on.
He discovered that this Emperor's Seal had no other functions, but it was particularly "knee-draining," and everyone who saw it wanted to perform a full prostration before it.
"Alright, alright, get up and talk." Lin Fan waved his hand impatiently. "I'm not some human emperor, just a passerby. If you keep banging your head, the dust you kick up will get my brand new A-cone dirty."
Bo Yi dared not get up.
In his view, this must be a test and a warning from the new emperor!
Instead of stopping, he worked even harder.
Lin Fan took one look and thought, "Oh well, I've run into another one with abnormal brain circuits."
He simply couldn't be bothered to explain any further.
"I'm asking you, where is the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree?" Lin Fan asked bluntly.
"Reporting to the Emperor!" Bo Yi remained kneeling, not daring to raise his head. "That divine tree... is located in the 'Eye of Returning to the Void' behind Yaochi Mountain, and has been guarded by this humble subject... no, by this sinful subject for generations."
"Take me there."
"This..." Bo Yi's voice betrayed a hint of hesitation.
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone indifferent: "What? My words don't work anymore?"
"No! That's not it!"
Bo Yi was terrified by the calm tone and quickly explained, "Your Majesty, you may not know! That ancient tea tree of enlightenment was transformed from a wisp of 'Dao root' that the Queen Mother of the West found in the chaos beyond the heavens. It has long been integrated with the entire Kunlun landform, and its vitality is the vitality of Kunlun!"
"Now that the end of the Dharma has arrived, the spiritual energy of Kunlun is depleted, and the earth's veins are weakening. The divine tree has long lost its ancient divine charm, barely maintaining the Kunlun Ruins from complete collapse with only its last bit of primordial power. If... if the Human Emperor takes it away, Kunlun will become a desolate wasteland within a hundred years!"
As Bo Yi finished speaking, his voice was filled with sorrow and pleading, and tears streamed down his face.
"Oh?" Lin Fan stroked his chin, quickly summarizing his long-winded explanation. "You mean, if I take this tree, you, the security captain, will lose your job?"
Bo Yi was momentarily speechless at this precise summary, but he still steeled himself and said in a sorrowful voice, "This humble subject's life or death is of little consequence! But Kunlun is the ancestor of the Chinese dragon veins; if it collapses, it will surely affect the fate of all humanity! I implore Your Majesty to reconsider!"
"Alright, alright, stop with this unnecessary talk."
Lin Fan was getting a little annoyed. "I understand what you mean. Isn't it just about an equal exchange? Why do you have to make it so emotional?"
He looked at Bo Yi and asked, "If I take this tree, what must I leave behind to keep your 'rice bowl'... no, to keep Kunlun Mountain standing?"
Bo Yi was taken aback.
He hadn't expected Lin Fan to be so direct.
His original intention was to persuade them to back down by appealing to humanitarian principles, but since they asked that question, a sliver of hope arose in his heart.
He hesitated for a moment, then tentatively spoke: "Unless... there is a supreme divine object containing the principles of 'creation' and 'immortality' to replace the divine tree in suppressing the Kunlun earth veins, otherwise..."
When he said that, it was tantamount to despair.
Because such divine objects were extremely rare even in ancient times, they simply could not exist in this era.
However, he hadn't finished saying "otherwise".
Lin Fan's face showed that impatient expression again, and he reached into his pocket and rummaged around for a while.
This time, what he pulled out was a peach pit, only the size of a thumb, crystal clear, and emitting an indescribable exotic fruit fragrance...
"Will this work?"
Lin Fan casually tossed the peach pit onto the ground in front of Bo Yi.
"Don't tell me it won't work. This is the best-looking one I have in my pocket. If it still doesn't work, I'll just have to tie you to the roots of a tree and let you become its fertilizer."
Bo Yi subconsciously looked down.
The moment his gaze fell upon the peach pit lying quietly in the dust.
He froze.
It was as if a divine thunderbolt from the heavens, spanning the ages, struck down from the top of his head, blasting his soul into chaos.
What...what is that?
That familiar feeling was etched into the deepest part of his soul, that aura of elegance, majesty, and supreme power!
Yes……
It's the master!
It's the aura of the Queen Mother of the West!
This...this is...
"Peach...pit..."
Bo Yi's lips trembled so much that he could no longer utter a complete sentence.
His tears, like a flood bursting its banks, surged forth without warning.
Thousands of years of waiting.
Thousands of years of solitude.
Thousands of years of perseverance...
At this moment, all the grievances, longing, and loyalty turned into a silent, violent tremor.
He stretched out his old, cracked hands and, with an almost reverent gesture, tremblingly picked up the small peach pit.
Then, he pressed it tightly against his forehead.
"Master...you...you haven't abandoned us..."
"You...did not abandon Kunlun..."
This ancient gatekeeper, who has lived for countless ages and witnessed the changing of myths, now holds a peach pit and weeps like a child who has been lost for thousands of years.