Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 609 - 485: Start Working!

Chapter 609: Chapter 485: Start Working!

"Master of All Worlds, suppressor and seal controller, bearer of the Punishment Wand."

"Welcome back."

"Given that this title and position have been vacant for too long, the interface will now restart."

"Restart + Initialization, estimated time nine minutes."

"Please wait until the device issues a ’beep,’ after which you may open the interface."

A vacant... position?

Generally speaking, a vacant position is not a good one to fill.

Wu Xiaode was somewhat vigilant.

But there was no turning back now.

He would have to settle his account with the Mother of All Things later—

After he became stronger.

Time slowly passed by.

Wu Xiaode was lost in thought for a while, then suddenly remembered something.

He pushed the door open again, went straight to the great hall, and looked toward the high platform dedicated to the "Master of Ning Shen Temple."

His own statue still had not been erected.

Wu Xiaode directly looked at the female statue standing behind him, reading the two lines of small characters on the stone tablet in front of her:

"Consort of the Master of Ning Shen Temple, Fairy Shen Xiujun."

"Born a saint, battled with enemies, whereabouts unknown."

It has changed!

Last time he came here, the tablet described her demise.

It seems that with effort, he could indeed change the course of history!

What about The Queen Mother of the West then?

Wu Xiaode looked toward the stone tablet in front of The Queen Mother of the West’s statue.

It read:

"Great Venerable The Queen Mother of the West, World Master of Kunlun’s Inner World, passed away without any support during reincarnation, with both body and Tao perishing."

Tsk.

The fate of the entire Heaven and the Past Epoch depended on The Queen Mother of the West; she could not die.

He needed to complete the tasks in the Virtual World more quickly.

Wu Xiaode thought to himself.

He strolled out of the temple, and with a flash, landed in a pavilion halfway up the mountain.

Last time.

Once he left the pavilion, the road down the mountain was shrouded in fog.

This time, he was already a world-class being, who should have freedom, according to what the black cat said.

Wu Xiaode walked out of the pavilion, took a step forward, and stood on the steps leading down the mountain.

A gentle breeze wafted by.

Visitors going up and down the mountain passed by him, chatting and laughing continuously.

Everything was normal.

Excellent!

The world no longer constrained him!

What next—

He opened his notebook to see only three minutes remained.

It wouldn’t be a good idea to wander down the mountain now.

Wu Xiaode decided just to sit in the pavilion and quietly wait.

After a short while.

The notebook emitted a ’beep.’

Upon opening it, he saw several lines of small text on the title page:

"Honored Master of All Worlds."

"We celebrate your acquisition of this authority, coming forth to manage a certain authority class of the ’Virtual World.’"

"Since the previous Master of All Worlds was grievously injured, with a tainted and twisted Divine Soul, driven to madness, suffering an Eternal Fall, their world rotting and transforming into a wailing prison, this position has been vacant for eighty-three million five hundred and fourteen thousand seven hundred and twenty-one years."

Wu Xiaode felt a chill surge up his back and bravely continued to read:

"We now officially commence work."

"Currently detecting the specific situation of this position."

"Will soon prepare tasks based on the overall operational status of the ’Virtual World.’"

"Beep!"

"Completed."

"According to the rules of the ’Virtual World,’ count down from three seconds to generate your authority."

"Three,"

"Two,"

"One."

All the small characters disappeared.

Wu Xiaode felt the pavilion and the mountain path vanish into emptiness.

The sky was overcast.

He found himself on a desolate long bridge.

Below the bridge, the tawny river had no end in sight, with corpses occasionally floating up and down, drifting away with the current.

And on the opposite side, was a long line of people.

——All humans.

Based on Wu Xiaode’s vast experience, these people were clearly dead.

So——

Had he come to the Death World associated with the Virtual World?

The notebook presented a series of instructions:

"These are many long-overdue Dead Souls who, for various reasons, have not been allowed to reincarnate."

"Only an existence of your Level can personally take action to determine their fates."

"Please judge these Dead Souls to alleviate the pressure on the underworld."

"A special reminder:"

"Since other existences of equal Level are unwilling to oversee this work, it has been difficult to advance. Please take this task to heart."

"As you begin your position, you only need to judge three Dead Souls per day to rest."

"Your task rewards will be issued after you complete the work."

"Please begin."

Wu Xiaode glanced at the endless queue of souls and then at his notebook, momentarily speechless.

The last being to hold this position went mad.

This role had also been vacant for eighty-three million five hundred and fourteen thousand seven hundred and twenty-one years.

Why would no one else undertake this task?

"Is there anything else you can tell me about my work? Let’s get it all out at once." Wu Xiaode spoke sternly.

Expecting more information, new lines of text emerged on the notebook:

"As per your request, the following reminders are issued:"

"In the ’Virtual World,’ most beings that die immediately reincarnate; only a few problematic beings are sent here."

"Be cautious."

"The ’Virtual World’ makes them believe they are human, thus sealing them away."

"However, after death, they are in a relatively unstable state and are very likely to realize they were not actually human."

"Do not awaken them!"

"Repeat, do not awaken them!"

——This is significant information!

Wu Xiaode quietly contemplated these prompts, a myriad of thoughts emerging in his mind.

That is to say—

"The Virtual World" is a sealed world, where various existences are sealed away.

In this world, everyone believes they are ordinary creatures, thus living ordinary human lives in the mortal realm.

—Is that what you mean?

The dead souls I’m facing are extremely difficult to deal with.

I must be careful and cautious in handling their whereabouts.

Try to ensure they reincarnate smoothly to live ordinary lives as ordinary people.

This is my job!

Wu Xiaode steadied his spirit, wanting to say something more, but he saw that the first dead soul had already stepped in front of him.

This was an overweight middle-aged woman, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking at him with a wooden expression.

The next moment.

A golden hook suddenly appeared on the notebook, next to which was written:

"Accidentally saved a turtle, accumulating one good deed;"

But beneath that golden hook were countless, almost innumerable, blood-colored skull badges and black chains.

With just one glance, Wu Xiaode immediately had a flash of this woman’s dark and bloody deeds from her lifetime.

She...

Ate people.

"Please tell me about my reincarnation," said the middle-aged woman.

"You—"

Just as Wu Xiaode was about to speak, the specifics of the woman’s next life’s reincarnation flashed into his mind.

Because of her deep and heavy sins, she was to reincarnate as a spruce tree.

During this spruce’s lifetime, it would suffer countless bites from ants and insects, pecking from birds, scratching from animals, exposure to scorching sun, soaking from cold wind and snow, and Heavenly Thunder would strike her every three months, nearly severing her life force, surviving only by gasping for breath.

In addition, there were various major and minor disasters lasting for a total of 4,000 years!

At this moment, a line of small print appeared on the notebook:

"According to the rules of reincarnation, you need to inform her of the specifics of her next life to complete the guidance."

Wu Xiaode held his forehead with one hand.

Just seeing it for a moment, he felt it was somewhat suffocating—

If he told her, wouldn’t she go on a rampage right then and there?

However, if he didn’t speak, he wouldn’t be able to complete his task of guiding the dead souls.

"You can go and reincarnate now."

Wu Xiaode said to the middle-aged woman with a smile.

"Hmph, I have committed heavy slaughter in my past life; I don’t know what I will become in the next one. Can you tell me?"

The middle-aged woman asked, her gaze flickering.

Not knowing what her true form was, she seemed to have a vague sense of foreboding, as her body began to swell, and countless black tentacles slowly extended from within her.

Wu Xiaode took just one look and knew he was no match for her.

She possessed such a presence even just as a spirit.

—And yet, he was the weakest of all world-class life forms!

How could he fight?

Even the former World Master of All Worlds couldn’t withstand it, let alone himself?

Moreover, all his power was sealed.

What to do?

Wu Xiaode’s thoughts raced, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Do you remember saving a turtle?"

He asked.

The cruelty on the middle-aged woman’s face vanished in a flash, and she repeated in surprise:

"Saving a turtle?"

"Exactly," Wu Xiaode pressed his hand on the notebook.

Instantly, a scene from the past emerged:

A young girl cradling a turtle, releasing it back into a stream.

"You’re too little now, I’ll come find you when you grow up."

The girl licked her lips and said.

The image flashed by.

Wu Xiaode spoke out loud, "Saving a life is more meritorious than creating a seven-story pagoda, and you saved a turtle; do you know what happens next?"

"What will happen?" the middle-aged woman asked subconsciously.

"A human’s life is scarcely a century long, while this turtle, also known as a longevity turtle, lived for a total of eight hundred years—that is the lifespan you gave it!"

With an admiring look on his face, Wu Xiaode continued, "Out of gratitude, it wishes to grant you five times its lifespan, and five times that is—"

"Four thousand years," said the middle-aged woman.

"Correct, look—"

With Wu Xiaode’s words, a spruce tree appeared in mid-air.

"This is a spruce that can live for 4,000 years!"

"Look how magnificent it is!"

"Your next life will be as a spruce, sweetheart!"

Wu Xiaode said.

The middle-aged woman looked at the tree, looked at the lush forest, and her expression gradually softened.

"To be a tree..."

She still frowned.

Wu Xiaode stepped forward and lowered his voice, "The competition in the natural world is very cruel. Many trees get covered by the branches and leaves of other trees, failing to compete for any sunlight and lacking sufficient moisture to nourish their skin, so they end up dying."

"But you can live for 4,000 years, do you know what that means?"

After a moment of thought, a hint of pleasure appeared on the middle-aged woman’s face.

"I will... kill countless of my kind."

"I can keep killing, satisfyingly so, until I complete 4,000 years."

Her emotions stabilized.

Wu Xiaode glanced surreptitiously, noticing that the black tentacles on her body were also slowly retracting.

"Shall we go?" he asked.

"Let’s go," the middle-aged woman replied with a smile.

Suddenly, a sphere of light appeared on the notebook and fell upon the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman curiously poked the light with her finger.

—She nearly scattered the light with her poke!

Wu Xiaode’s pupils contracted sharply as he quickly said, "Don’t move, that is the karmic light of attraction for reincarnation. If you scatter it, it won’t be able to send you to be reincarnated."

"Oh, I see," the middle-aged woman immediately withdrew her hand.

Whoosh—

She disappeared from in front of Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode couldn’t help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

What kind of existence was she?

Such light of reincarnation was supposed to be absolutely unbreakable because it was composed of the primordial forces of countless worlds.

However—

She nearly scattered it with just a light touch!

—Fortunately, she was willing to go!

As he was silently pondering, three new lines of small print appeared on the notebook:

"Congratulations."

"The first dead soul has successfully reincarnated!"

"Next one."