Otherworldly Desert Dust

Chapter 325 - 280 Continuing with Fate

A large number of people flooded into the True Martial Continent.

They acted as if they were the protagonists who had soul-traveled to another world, full of hope and ambition, believing themselves to be unique and capable of dominating a region in the True Martial Continent…

Little did they know that each person could barely survive seven days there; they needed to adapt to different rules, and most of them thought they could learn superior martial arts, only to end up unable to solve even their basic needs for warmth and food. Most died of starvation, freezing, exhaustion, or illness; in the end, very few could integrate into that world.

In the True Martial Continent, there was a saying about being possessed by evil spirits.

And those who were possessed seldom survived; from their perspective, people around them seemed to be possessed by demons, exhibiting drastic changes in personality, bizarre behavior, and memory loss.

Only a few could muddle through, as once it was confirmed one was possessed, the people of the True Martial Continent would execute them without hesitation.

Fortunately, the True Martial World housed various Martial Gods and Demon Gods. Compared to a continent with a population of hundreds of billions, even if the numbers of possessed individuals surged suddenly like bamboo shoots after a rain, they did not consider it to be a terrifying matter. After all, an enraged bloodthirsty Martial God could slaughter millions, tens of millions of resisters in a fit of rage, and a powerful Demon God descending could cause catastrophes that would obliterate hundreds of millions, scattering all the Awakeners across the True Martial Continent. The phenomenon of possession was just one of the emerging omens and abnormalities on the True Martial Continent; even their strongest might not be able to discover the source.

At the same time, it was precisely because of these phenomena of possession that humanity could awaken.

After all, even if humans wore virtual helmets, if there were no lost people from Otherworldly Dust nearby, they would either fail to awaken or be thrown into a far more distant otherworld, though the chances were low, it did indeed happen.

As one journeyed through Otherworldly Dust, they would get lost, even in the shining realms of the Human Clan’s Divine; it was just that the terminology differed from place to place.

Putting it more empathetically, humans were the kindest ferrying spirits, guiding those lost in Otherworld from Otherworldly Dust back to the original womb of Nuwa, entering a new cycle of life.

Unfortunately, some branches of the Human Clan evolved into higher races, always considering the humans within the Nuwa God End as mere ants and wasps; they certainly did not want to reincarnate as ants or bees.

Cai Ni always considered herself destined for greatness, believing that even if she entered the True Martial Continent as an ordinary person with no special abilities, she could rely on her talents and intelligence to cope with everything and stand out from the crowd, becoming a phoenix revered by all.

However, one night passed, and Cai Ni, furious, ripped off her virtual helmet at five in the morning, then stormed into Wu Hen’s room.

Wu Hen, not wanting to go to work, was naturally sleeping, and being woken up at this early hour worsened his mood. Explore hidden tales at NovelBin.Côm

"What do you want!" Wu Hen asked irritably.

"Buy me another virtual helmet!" Cai Ni demanded, her face red and ears hot.

"How did you die?" Wu Hen curiously inquired.

"I woke up in a sedan chair meant to carry me to a marriage with an ugly, fat City Lord. When he tried to take liberties, I killed him, only to be killed by the martial master of his household!" Cai Ni recounted.

"Oh, that’s a standard opening scenario. Don’t just go killing people; you need to use your brain more," Wu Hen advised.

"Am I supposed to let that thing defile me?"

"Couldn’t you have run away?" Wu Hen questioned.

"It’s unfair. Why do some awaken as young mistresses, at most dealing with some wicked servants, a few brainless but purposefully obstructive cousins or evil ladies, while I end up with this fate? I…I’m still of the Holy Clan!" Cai Ni complained angrily.

"I think it makes sense. In the Holy Clan, you’re just like this—seemingly clothed in silk and jade, but ready for sacrifice at any moment. The key is that you’re good-looking. In a world where the strong prey on the weak, beauty is a resource, which perfectly fits you. Think about it, if Master has abandoned you, are you still a noble daughter of the Holy Clan?" Wu Hen reasoned.

"You…you…just place the order, I want to see it before dawn; I won’t accept this!" Unable to argue with Wu Hen, Cai Ni could only vent her frustration by grabbing Wu Hen’s bedding.

"Fine, this will be a good test of your resilience." Wu Hen stated.

Experiencing various hardships in life is also a form of cultivation.

Cai Ni was lacking in these experiences.

…

Early in the morning, Yu Yi was trimming flowers in the courtyard when suddenly she heard a young girl’s scream from inside the house…

Yu Yu was not at home, but there was a girl about her age, whom Yu Yi took care of as if she were a relative’s child, albeit a somewhat slow one compared to the sharp-witted Yu Yu.

"I’ll give you mine; don’t disturb your brother while he’s sleeping, he’s growing," Yu Yi retrieved a virtual device from her room and handed it to Cai Ni.

Cai Ni’s cheeks trembled with anger.

Dead again!

And this time, killed by a street thug with a single blow!

So much so that she couldn’t even overpower a street thug in this True Martial World!

"Try to stay calm. If it’s really challenging, you could seek an alliance. As a girl venturing alone into Otherworld, it’s very dangerous," Yu Yi comforted Cai Ni.

Cai Ni nodded.

"Let’s have breakfast first," Yu Yi suggested.

"I want soy milk, sweet."

"Alright." Yu Yi went to the kitchen to make a cup of hand-ground soy milk, but her mind was not really on it, as she thought of her own daughter who had also ventured alone into Otherworld, her whereabouts unknown until now.

Yu Yu’s departure was different from Wu Hen’s.

When Wu Hen was lost, there was at least a lost body lying in the life nourishing pod.

But Yu Yu had left completely, with no form left inside Nuwa God End.

…

Months passed without notice.

Wu Hen continued to mooch around, living off his parents like an unemployed loafer.

Until Shen Wenhai paid a personal visit, seemingly encountering some difficulties.

However, Shen Wenhai didn’t directly state his purpose, instead purposely engaging in some pleasantries first.

"Lord Wu Hen, we have a territory in the True Martial Continent. I heard that some seniors from our top tier have sent back messages. They’ve established a force called the East Bright Alliance. They’re gathering our kin scattered across the territories and are slowly growing stronger. They can now contend with the armies of a single governor," Shen Wenhai said, trying to probe and find out to which realm Lord Wu Hen had ascended in the True Martial Continent.

Wu Hen gave a mysterious smile, and this smile made Shen Wenhai smile too, as though the troubles weighing on his heart could be solved by this incredible, strongest human being.

"Oh Wenhai, little Hen does nothing at home every day, claiming to bond with Little Yi, but he’s never worked a single day!" Yu Yi brought over a cup of tea, then mercilessly scolded her own son.

What strongest human being.

Living off parents, deserves a scolding!

Anyone, no matter how noble or great their job is considered to be, if they’re home all day every day, will definitely be despised by their parents.

Wu Hen wasn’t exempt from this law.

"Cough cough, Lord Wu Hen, don’t tell me you’ve never set foot there?" Shen Wenhai almost spat out his Pu’er tea.

"I went once, just casually strolled around with a classmate," Wu Hen said.

"What realm did you reach?" Shen Wenhai asked expectantly.

"I died after that and never went back."

"Broke and penniless, is that so?" Shen Wenhai’s eyes gradually lost their sparkle.

"I’m waiting."

"Waiting for what?" Shen Wenhai asked.

"How do I explain this to you, I actually have a junior brother in the True Martial Continent, and I’m waiting for this junior brother to become a Martial God. Then I’ll descend again," Wu Hen said.

Better than improving oneself, just wait for a teammate to ascend.

Du Mao, get your act together. I know you’re on this continent. You must stage a king’s return for me, otherwise don’t ever say outside that you hang with me, Lord Wu Hen!

"Oh, Lord Wu Hen, take good rest," Shen Wenhai couldn’t help but laugh and cry, resigned to retreat.

"Wenhai, you don’t understand..." Wu Hen sighed as well.

"Quasi Martial God, that’s too high. The problems we encounter don’t require someone of the Quasi Martial God caliber to intervene. We can handle them ourselves. Save your circle’s power," Shen Wenhai said.

Wu Hen nodded, dismissing Shen Wenhai.

Du Mao, although I don’t know why your Divine Star doesn’t twinkle in the Sky Dome, I believe you can reclaim what’s yours. I’ll wait for you to lead me in flaunting across the True Martial Continent. You better not disappoint me.

"Yu~"

A shadowy figure, smooth like a silky little flood dragon, emerged from Wu Hen’s chest and then coiled around his arm. The palm-sized face was covered with luminous aurora scales, and although the whole Dragon Child’s body was dark, colorful sacred auroras swept across its feathers from time to time.

"Why have you turned into a colorful black!" Wu Hen exclaimed in surprise.

"Yu~~"

"Hungry?? Need pure Yuan You??" Wu Hen, at max sword language level, understood what Little Yi was expressing.

"Yu yu yu~~" Little Yi continued expressing, needing pure Yuan You to cleanse the high-dimensional insect mixed Alien Race contamination.

"Understood, high-dimensional insects carry contaminating pathogens, hindering your transformation and evolution." Wu Hen nodded.

How could he let Little Yi starve.

He had recently practiced the Gathering Spirit Breathing Technique and had made some progress; he imagined he wouldn’t enter the True Martial Continent this time as weak as last time.

"Before finding Du Mao, let’s just enter the True Martial Continent as a passerby." Wu Hen fetched the virtual helmet, finally planning to step into the True Martial Continent again.

...

After putting on the virtual helmet, the AI’s voice resonated in his mind.

"Enter Otherworldly Desert Dust?"

"Confirm."

"Please ensure the safety of your host’s life and calmly obtain valuable information from Otherworldly, aiming to obtain Yuan You as the ultimate goal." AI added a voice reminder.

"Got it."

Consciousness submerged, as if soaked in a dense, oxygen-rich Life Pool...

Before fully awakening, Wu Hen first smelled a rancid stench followed by surrounding wails.

Opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was a gloomy dungeon.

"Young Master Lu, just say if you want something else to eat, as long as Ya City has it, we will get it for you," a jailer said, with a mix of sympathy and helplessness.

Wu Hen’s eyes widened.

Ya City?

Young Master Lu??

The down-on-his-luck Young City Lord he had awakened as before was surnamed Lu!

What’s going on, this guy’s still alive!

No way, I wanted a different start...

Nuwa’s Law of Awakening states, as long as the previous Lost One is still alive, one will definitely awaken in the same person.

What, the main destiny line not completed, forced save continuation?