After Fishing For 10 Years, I Became A Saint Without Knowing How To Raise Beasts

Chapter 146: The Old Man And The Little Boy

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The conversation went on for some time.

After Yuchi finally agreed to pay his respects to the two, he told them, “I can let you two live.”

“Why don’t you just annihilate us?”

They did not really want to live like this, trapped in a memory fragment, repeating their lives over and over again.

This was not living.

This was worse than death.

Yuchi had encountered many dead souls over the years, and he had also killed many of them.

His perception and understanding of them changed again and again as he witnessed the many facets of their past lives. He did not know whether this was a good or a bad thing, but at least it felt natural.

Since the two of them had asked for death, he would not show any mercy. He released his Dao aura and instantly annihilated them.

The water of mirror lake evaporated quickly, and the mountain range around mirror lake collapsed rapidly.

It was as if the entire world had been set on fire.

The two of them did not hug each other before they died. They just stared at each other until their bodies disappeared in the flames.

Then, the memory fragment shattered and Yuchi returned to reality.

Yuchi’s mind was already filled with information regarding these two artifact spirits.

[Past: Hanjiang – Qing Zhu]

[Difficulty: Ninth-grade Dao realm]

[Race: Artifact spirit]

[Technique 1: Dual swords. Increases the wielder’s strength when used with Tao Yao.]

[Technique 2: Bamboo Dragon Strike. Reverses the flow of an attack.]

[Technique 3: Bamboo Flower. Sacrifice qi and blood essence to increase your strength.]

[Introduction: The bamboo raises its head and strives to grow toward the heavens.]

Then, there was Tao Yao.

[Past: Hanjiang – Tao Yao]

[Difficulty: Eighth-grade Dao realm]

[Race: Artifact spirit ]

[Technique 1: Single sword. When you only wield Tao Yao in your hand, it increases your strength.]

[Technique 2: Falling flowers. Falling flowers mercilessly attack those around the wielder.]

[Technique 3: Exorcism. Tao Yao works well against evil spirits.]

[Introduction: The mountain range is full of flowering peach trees.]

Amidst the lonely surroundings and the falling snow, Yuchi could not help but laugh.

He had thought that Qing Zhu and Tao Yao were a pair of swords, and perhaps Qing Zhu himself also thought that he and Tao Yao were a couple. but it was obviously not the case.

This was a man’s unrequited love.

With Tao Yao by his side, Qing Zhu’s strength would greatly increase.

However, Tao Yao would be an ordinary sword in this case. However, when wielded alone, Tao Yao was extraordinary.

They had probably grown up together, with Qing Zhu falling for Tao Yao. The latter had chosen to stick around, but her heart betrayed her true thoughts.

After coming to that conclusion, Yuchi sighed.

These two swords floated behind yuchi. one was green and the other was red, glistening with life. However, he only gave them a brief glance before putting the two swords back into his sea of consciousness.

He then left the pavilion.

According to the information provided by those two, he only needed to follow the river upstream until he saw a mountain that shot straight into the sky. There, he would find a cemetery at the foot of the mountain.

Of course, if he could not find it, then so be it. It would simply mean that the artifact spirit race had been completely annihilated.

…

in the wilderness, an old man and a little boy were walking on a rugged mountain road.

What they were going to do was very simple.

They wanted to pay their respects to some of the heroes who had passed away.

These heroes had once and were now protecting them from being attacked by other enemies.

The old man looked like a normal human old man, and the boy beside him looked to be about ten years old.

There were some bloody marks on his face, and there seemed to be some kind of power slowly pulsing under these marks.

According to the information he had received from Qing Zhu and Tao Yaon, if there were such bloody marks on the face or skin, it was a sign that the person’s soul was gradually leaving the body and fusing into the weapon. The gradual loss of the soul would lead to such strange scars on the person’s body and, at the same time, the body’s lifespan would be greatly reduced.

The average lifespan of an artifact spirit was about 30 years.

Looking at the little boy…

There was indeed a sword on his back, which seemed to have been sewn under the boy’s skin. It looked a little cruel.

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If the boy could transfer his soul into the sword, his cultivation speed would increase by leaps and bounds.

This terrifying level of talent was obtained by sacrificing one’s life, which could be seen from Qing Zhu and Tao Yao.

Both of them were young, but they had both broken through to the eight and ninth grade of the Dao realm.

“Grandpa, will I be buried there after I die?” the little boy suddenly asked.

“It’s an honor.”

The old man did not answer the boy’s question directly.

Then, he said in a serious tone, “My soul doesn’t have the required talent.”

“I have no way of becoming an artifact spirit like you.”

“I envy you for being able to fight for our race, unlike me who can only grow old and decrepit, dying meaningless deaths.”

The little boy was somewhat stunned.

His steps seemed to get even heavier.

Walking on the rough mountain path, he could not help but raise his head and say to the old man, “I don’t want to become an artifact spirit. I just want to live peacefully. We can just retreat into the mountains and not fight the outsiders!”

From the boy’s perspective, this world was extremely harsh and cruel. Why did he have to tread the path of becoming an artifact spirit? Why did he have to fight against the myriad races?

If he gave up and lived in hiding, he would be able to live a long life!

The old man’s face instantly darkened.

“Do you think the weak will be given a chance to live?”

“Do you think the strong will pity the weak after you surrender?”

“You silly boy, don’t you know that every battle out here is a fight for survival?

“There’s no way and nowhere to live in peace. If we hide and become weak, any random person who stumbles upon us will be able to destroy us!”

“Without experts, a race is worth nothing!”

“Why can’t you see this clearly? When you kneel in front of our ancestors’ graves, make sure to kowtow more!”