A Will Eternal - chapter-1037
It was a dark night, and the winter wind only continued to grow stronger.
The wind sobbed, growing colder as it scraped over the lands, the towns,
and the millions upon millions of residents in the land. As the wind rose
into the sky, it met the black clouds above… and thunder rumbled.
Based on the thunder, anyone could tell… that rain would fall soon, or
And so it did. It was either rain mixed with snow, or snow mixed with
rain. In this, the beginnings of winter, it was difficult to tell….
The dilapidated temple could do nothing to keep out rain or snow, and
before long, it began to drip down onto Bai Xiaochun and the Giant Ghost
The precipitation caused the withered leaves to rustle, as if they wished
the falling snow would simply become rainwater, having forgotten that
oftentimes freezing rain is colder than snow.
Bai Xiaochun reacted to the Giant Ghost King’s words in similar
fashion. Although he didn’t shiver, it was hard to say whether his
heart became as cold as falling snow, or as cold as freezing rain.
“You’re right,” he murmured. “We can’t let things go on like
this. The time has come to attack. Kill as many as we can….” Out of
reflex, he reached out, grabbed the nearby jug of alcohol, and prepared
to take a drink. However, the Giant Ghost King stepped forward, eyes
blazing with anger as he slapped the jug out of Bai Xiaochun’s hand.
It spun off to the side, where it shattered, the alcohol quickly mingling
with the rain and snow.
“Drinking?!” the Giant Ghost King said, nearly shouting. “Is that
all you know how to do?!
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“I know you’ve been through a lot, but so what? Did nobody else lose
people? Who lost the most? You? Me? What about everyone else? Everybody
from the Heavenspan Realm lost friends and loved ones!
“If these Eternal Lands were completely filled with malice and evil,
then you could drink yourself to death and I wouldn’t care. But
that’s not the case!
“Did you ever think about Zimo? Did you ever think about the elder
generation from your River-Defying Sect? What about all your friends?
What about everybody who looks up to you?!” Although the Giant Ghost
King was yelling at Bai Xiaochun, to some extent, he was also speaking to
himself. He too had become somewhat lost.
“Attack them?! What, you and me? How many do you think we can kill?
Don’t you remember what you used to be like back in Arch-Emperor City
in the Wildlands? Where did that Bai Xiaochun go? Remember your clever
plots? Remember the Proclamation of Universal Grace? Remember how you
made a Foundation Establishment-level soul into a deva soul? You got the
Grand Heavenmaster to back you, and then you forced all of the nobility
and aristocracy to cower in front of you!
“Slaughter should always be the last part of the plan. That’s what
you do when you go crazy and have nothing else to lose. You don’t go
around attacking people as your opening move!” The Giant Ghost King
looked truly disappointed. He had long since come to the realization
that, at this point, Bai Xiaochun was not the same old Bai Xiaochun who
feared death. It was like he had gone crazy, shifting from one extreme to
Furthermore, the Giant Ghost King knew that someone who was only
interested in slaughtering enemies would never be able to rise to
prominence in these Eternal Lands.
“What we need to do now is look for people from the Heavenspan
Realm!” he said, flicking his sleeve. Then he continued to speak,
driving each word home like a hammer slamming into a nail. “No
attacking. No drinking. No more wallowing in despair!”
Bai Xiaochun sat there quietly. He was now trembling visibly, and his
eyes were bloodshot. The Giant Ghost King’s words had struck him
deeply, stabbing into his heart like a sharp knife. A moment passed. Then
he looked up.
“I’m not wallowing in despair!” he said, his voice hoarse. “And I
already went looking for them!”
Waving his hand, he caused a small pile of medallions to pour out of his
bag of holding and pile up next to him.
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They were identity medallions from Heavenspan cultivators. Clearly, these
were not from rogue cultivators, but rather, cultivators from powerful
organizations in the Wildlands and the four Heavenspan Rivers. They were
objects that cultivators would normally use to transmit messages or prove
“You know what I found? Corpses! All I could do was bury them and take
their identity medallions!” Bai Xiaochun’s eyes bulged as he spoke, as
though all of the anger and resentment he had been building up inside of
him were finally being released.
“I want to keep looking too,” he continued hoarsely, “but what if
all we find is more corpses? I know…. I know I shouldn’t give up. But
the Eternal Lands are huge! Just one prefecture is as big as the entire
Heavenspan Realm! The third immortal domain alone has well over a dozen
Heavenspan Realms inside of it! How am I supposed to search through all
The Giant Ghost King looked at the pile of command medallions for a long
moment. Then he shifted his gaze back to Bai Xiaochun and said, “If we
can’t find them, maybe we can get them to find us!”
The Giant Ghost King’s eyes began to shine even more brightly. “That
would also give them hope. And if they have hope, they can endure.
That’s what we need to do!”
“Hope….” Bai Xiaochun murmured. As he looked at the Giant Ghost
King, his eyes finally began to come to life.
“That’s right. Hope!” Eyes glittering, the Giant Ghost King began
to pace back and forth in the temple. “Xiaochun, we need… to seek
asylum with the Saint-Emperor!
“The Vile-Emperor wants slaves. Working out a deal with him doesn’t
seem possible. Supposedly the Saint-Emperor is a bit sanctimonious, but
at least his dynasty openly proclaims themselves to be kind. That gives
us a basis to try to work out a deal!
“However, if we seek asylum, we can’t go empty-handed. Just showing
up and asking for help isn’t impressive at all. We need to bring the
Saint-Emperor… a blood tribute!
“Yes! The head of an enemy!” The more the Giant Ghost King thought
about his idea, the clearer it became.
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“Xiaochun, if we want to prepare a blood tribute, then we need to
accomplish something major in the Vile-Emperor Dynasty. We need to get
famous! We need to do something… that will shake, not just the
Vile-Emperor Dynasty, but all of the Eternal Lands!
“If we can’t find all of our people, we can at least let them know
we’re here! Let them know where we are! In the darkness of night that
these Eternal Lands are for the people of the Heavenspan Realm, the two
of us… can be blazing torches!
“The brighter and more dazzling we are, the easier it will be for them
to find us. And at the same time… we can gain stronger positions. Shake
the other two imperial dynasties, and buy some breathing room for the
people of Heavenspan!
“When someone is powerful, no one will dare to bully him or his
Bai Xiaochun was panting, clearly deeply shaken by what the Giant Ghost
King was saying. At long last, his eyes were no longer blank, but rather,
filled with hope!
Hope for the Heavenspan Realm, and hope for himself!
“If we offer a blood tribute to the Saint-Emperor, he’ll have no
other option than to give us official positions in the government! And
then we can use the power of the Saint-Emperor Dynasty to forge a new
place in the Eternal Lands for the people of Heavenspan!”
The Giant Ghost King’s booming voice resonated back and forth inside of
the temple. Outside, the rain and snow continued to fall harder and
harder. The tattered temple walls and ceiling did nothing to conceal the
weeping of the wind. Water and snow continued to build up inside of the
temple, to the point where the scattered leaves were covered.
Bai Xiaochun stared at the leaves for a long moment, then looked up. All
of a sudden, his aura changed, and his eyes began to glitter brightly.
“What kind of blood tribute should we prepare?!”
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When the Giant Ghost King saw the anticipation in Bai Xiaochun’s eyes,
his own heart began to pound.
“How about the heads of a few of the Vile-Emperor’s demigods?”