The Old Gods

Chapter 1050 Tears Before the Shrine

There was dead silence in the house.

Lu Ran stared at the two souls expressionlessly for a long time before finally speaking:
"What's the matter."

His voice was deep and somewhat hoarse, and the soul hiding within that vibrant life was like a frightened bird, filled with terror.

"Lord Wangwangquan has sent his disciple to pay respects to that lord." Li Rouyin bowed her head deeply, not daring to look at the young man in imperial robes in front of her.

In my memory, Lu Ran is still that gluttonous little devil.

Every time she came to Youhuangdu, this rascal would annoy her, and she wished she could whip his butt hard with her cane.

But Lord Wangquan doted on him and indulged him, granting him all his wishes.

The answer will be revealed soon.

Lu Ran's last visit completely shocked Li Rouyin. She knew that he had been working hard after the Divine Ruins, and that this gluttonous little devil's strength and influence were growing day by day.

But she never imagined that the coin for rebirth in his hand actually imprisoned the soul of the deity, Jade Talisman!
What exactly has he been doing all these years?
The gods of the Great Xia Dynasty have fallen one after another. Is it all because of him?
Later, the gods of the Burning Gate descended to earth, and Qin Yanzhi returned to the mortal realm, telling her many things.

Only then did Li Rouyin fully realize that the greedy boy of the past had performed a groundbreaking act, slaying countless gods and demons, and becoming the new ruler of this world.

Li Rouyin repeatedly adjusted her attitude towards Lu Ran.

This young man has already been placed in the highest position, after all, he is the Lord of the Burning Gate and the absolute leader of the gods of the Great Xia Dynasty.

But at this moment, Li Rouyin's soul trembled, realizing that her reverence for him was still not enough.

From an ordinary youth to the pride of the Great Xia Dynasty, from a humble human believer to the leader of the gods.

Then there are the rules themselves, which transcend the existence of gods and demons.

people,
How can someone be so successful?
"Sect Master," Qin Yanzhi said, forcing a smile as he saw Lu Ran remain silent, "Our visit is rather abrupt; if..."

"How did she know?" Lu Ran suddenly asked.

Li Rouyin took out a string of money for the deceased from her bosom and held it in her palm.

Lu Ran looked at the ancient coins on the pale palm and understood.

What a wonderful Forget-the-Spring!
They also planted spies around me.

However, the Rebirth Coins are, after all, fragments of magical artifacts. Without a fully formed artifact spirit, they can hardly convey information accurately, and they even lack independent consciousness.

Therefore, this type of eyeliner is qualitatively different from the magical smoky gauze.

It's likely that their unusual behavior during the power transition caught Wangquan's attention.

"Come on." Lu Ran turned his head away, no longer looking at the two of them.

"Yes." Li Rouyin immediately stood up, but she stopped abruptly as soon as she stepped through the doorway.

An ordinary door acts as an invisible dividing line.

The area outside the door was already terrifying, but the area inside seemed like another world, a world of the dead.

Ironically, Li Rouyin considered herself to represent death and spent her days with the spirits of the dead.

But here, her identity changes.

The souls of the dead have always been her means of nourishing her body and mind. She can control and command them at will, and she doesn't know how many souls have cried and begged for mercy in her hands.

Stepping over this threshold, Li Rouyin felt as if she had stepped down from her position of control and transformed into a weeping ghost.

Her flesh and blood were barely holding on.

Her soul was crying out, begging its master to leave this place.
"Whoosh~" The black flames on the young man in the imperial robes gradually died down.

His strange, horizontal pupils also reverted to human eyes.

"Hehe." Li Rouyin's chest heaved violently, as if she could finally breathe again.

She took another step with difficulty and whispered, "Thank you."

Lu Ran raised his head and looked at the small celestial sheep sculpture in the small shrine, a trace of sadness in his eyes: "When I first became it, my aura was too strong."

Time will gradually calm me down.

I don't know if this is an explanation or a psychological suggestion.

Li Rouyin didn't dare to speak rashly. She placed a string of money for the deceased in front of the small shrine, then retreated to Lu Ran's side and behind him, silently worshipping the small sculpture inside the shrine.

A light rain was falling outside.

The overcast sky grew increasingly dark until a faint light shone through the window.

The city of Yuxiang was deserted; it truly was a ghost town.

But every night, the streetlights in the Yuxiang Jiayuan residential area emit a dim yellow glow.

This awakened Lu Ran.

In the pitch-black room, his hoarse voice finally came through: "Thank you for coming to mourn. It's night, go home."

“My lord, I have something else to ask,” Li Rouyin said softly.

"Ok?"

Li Rouyin hesitated repeatedly before finally deciding not to congratulate Lu Ran on his promotion.

Lu Ran showed no joy whatsoever at the prospect of gaining power.

A somber atmosphere permeated the room; even the majestic Heavenly Realm was filled with grief under Lu Ran's emotional state.

If an ordinary person were to enter, they would be completely devoid of personal will and would probably be weeping bitterly.

Li Rouyin wisely refrained from offering congratulations, instead saying, "Lord Wangquan requests that I join the Ranmen and become one of your subordinates."

"Join the Burning Gate."

"Yes," Li Rouyin confirmed.

Lu Ran was silent for a moment, then said, "Lord Wangquan has been kind to me, so I can remain aloof. But if I join the Ran Sect, it means absolute obedience."

The mere act of protecting his father Lu Xing's spirit was enough to make Lu Ran grateful, and along the way, the money from the underworld had helped him immensely.

To put it bluntly, even if Wang Quan were to take advantage of the situation and make some unreasonable demands, Lu Ran would still comply.

Unexpectedly, Wang Quan actually wanted to join the Burning Gate and voluntarily become his subordinate?
"I hope Your Excellency will grant my request." Li Rouyin still used a pleading tone, expressing the extremely humble attitude of the deity behind her.

Lu Ran smiled and said, "Alright, if she wants to establish her own sect, she can discuss which region and city she wants with Madam Ranmen. I will inform Ruyi."

In the Great Xia region, the Burning Gate is the only place with a "sea of ​​clouds".

In the future, it may be the only sea of ​​clouds in the entire world.

Wangquan can exist outside the system, or he can join this behemoth and rely on its powerful backer. However, the desire to repay favors will eventually come to an end.

If Wang Quan doesn't use him, but instead actively approaches him and becomes his subordinate, then she will always be the special one in Lu Ran's heart.

Within the Burning Gate, Wangquan will also be a hidden, transcendent being.

The days of being ostracized, imprisoned, and forced to pay tribute are gone forever.

No matter how much gods and demons fear her special abilities, as long as she is within the Burning Gate, nothing will be a problem.

Under Lu Ran's command, Wang Quan could develop his sect and live out his remaining years in peace.

"Thank you, sir," Li Rouyin said softly.

"Just call me Lu Ran."

Li Rouyin was clearly hesitant.

Lu Ran also realized that such a request seemed a bit difficult, so he added, "Calling me Sect Master is fine too. There are eight positions in the Ran Sect's Divine General sequence, and one position is always empty."

It was always saved for your brother.

As he spoke, Lu Ran let out a long sigh: "The Purple Thunder Demon Roc Evil Sculpture was also reserved for him, and it remains unclaimed to this day. It's a pity that he never got to see it."
Now that Lord Wangquan has joined the Burning Gate, you will inherit your brother's title and become this divine general.

"Ugh." Li Rouyin's nose suddenly stung, and tears welled up in her eyes.

All day long, she was immersed in Lu Ran's sadness, like a rootless duckweed, drifting with the tide.

Upon hearing these words, Li Rouyin's already sorrowful heart finally broke down.

At the doorway, Qin Yanzhi saw his girlfriend weeping with her face covered, and his heart nearly broke.

Holy Spirit Mountain
It was never a sunny amusement park.

It was a bloody slaughterhouse, a breeding ground for evil spirits by the gods.

Death is the dominant theme there.

No matter which sect or faction you belong to, whether you are from the Jiang or Hai realm, anyone could die suddenly in the next second.

Today, the disciples of the Burning Gate have spread throughout the Holy Spirit Mountain Continent, occupying major areas. While rectifying the atmosphere of the mountain realm, they are also searching for the missing person.

Qin Yanzhi also searched very hard.

The search was fruitless.

Although his fate was uncertain, Qin Yanzhi had already made up his mind about Hao Tian's fate.

It's just that Li Rouyin was unwilling to accept it.

"I beg him not to go, I really beg him not to go," Li Rouyin said, her head bowed and her long hair cascading down as she sobbed uncontrollably.

Tears streamed down her slender fingers.

She would always remember the day her brother came to Youhuang Ferry to say goodbye.

He said that the gods had commanded him to go on a pilgrimage.

Foolish as he was, he thought it was the highest honor, that he was favored by the gods and could cultivate and progress rapidly under Lord Dongting's feet.

Little did they know, it was all a scam.

That day was also the last time the brother and sister saw each other.

“I also bear responsibility for this,” Lu Ran said slowly.

"What?" Li Rouyin looked up, her eyes brimming with tears.

Lu Ran murmured, "There is a sect called Jingting Mountain in Holy Spirit Mountain, which is full of Dongting disciples. They launched a war to destroy another force called Qianzhou Alliance."

In that great battle, I killed many Dongting disciples.

Your brother was summoned on a pilgrimage immediately after the destruction of the Thunderclap Mountain faction.

Li Rouyin stared blankly at Lu Ran.

"Sect Leader!" Qin Yanzhi immediately spoke up, "Jingting Mountain has committed atrocities of burning, killing, looting, and enslaving our compatriots! You have eliminated evil and brought peace to the land, doing what the pride of the Great Xia should do."

Lu Ran pursed his lips.

Many years ago, he had the idea that "I will not kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren will die because of me."

Having kept it a secret for so long, he finally spoke out, and his mind felt much clearer.

That said, the key figure who triggered that war that destroyed the sect was Yun Qianzhou, the leader of the Thousand Boat Alliance.

Jingting Mountain cannot tolerate the emergence of a Celestial Realm expert in its neighbor's territory.

Now, Yun Qianzhou has also disappeared without a trace.

It seems his fate was the same as Hao Tian's, except one died in the mountains and the other died in the sky.

"Gods and demons are the real culprits behind all this!" Qin Yanzhi said in a deep voice. "The sect leader killed Dong Ting to avenge Hao Tian."

Li Rouyin took a deep breath and slowly closed her beautiful eyes.

There are too many murderers.

It is the evil Mountain of Thunder, the cruel Mountain of the Holy Spirit.

It is the god Dongting!
They are the gods of the Great Xia Dynasty who wove a colossal lie and manipulated ants to ascend to immortality.

"Rouyin?" Qin Yanzhi asked, filled with worry.

Li Rouyin slowly lowered her head and said softly, "Thank you, Sect Leader, for avenging my brother."

Lu Ran turned to look at the woman: "You don't blame me?"

"Strange," Li Rouyin smiled, but it was a forced smile.

In an instant, Qin Yanzhi's heart leaped into his throat, and he whispered, "Rouyin!"

Lu Ran glanced coldly at the doorway.

Qin Yanzhi's body trembled violently, and he quickly lowered his head.

In the dark little bedroom, Li Rouyin's soft voice came again: "It's the sect leader's fault for not leaving Dongting to me."

Lu Ran remained silent for a long time, then reached out and gently patted her head.
"sorry."

Li Rouyin's eyes welled up with tears again, her lips trembled, and two streams of clear tears flowed down her chin and dripped onto her dress.

(End of this chapter)