Cang Ming Revived, Reunion

Lin Yi was just about to have Xuanji devise a cultivation plan for the Law of Death for him when, before he could even give the instructions, Xuanji suddenly spoke up, "Master, we have received a high-priority visit invitation from the virtual universe network."

Lin Yi raised an eyebrow slightly.

High-priority visits?

Who is it?

Lin Yi asked.

"Contact person's notes... are Ninth Senior Brother, Cang Ming."

Ninth Senior Brother Cang Ming?

Lin Yi was taken aback upon hearing this.

Isn't Ninth Senior Brother waiting for the resurrection sequence?

The eldest brother clearly stated that although the Ninth Senior Brother's resurrection application was approved, his ranking was very low, and he would probably have to wait a long time to be resurrected unless there was higher authority to intervene or a large amount of extra clan merits were invested to jump the queue for resurrection.

But now...

Lin Yi took a deep breath, suppressing his doubts.

In any case, this is a great thing. As for the reason, we'll find out when we meet Ninth Senior Brother.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi immediately said, "Xuanji, accept the invitation and connect to the Virtual Network."

"Yes, Master."

The next moment, the scene in the training room receded like the tide, and Lin Yi's consciousness was quickly drawn to a familiar scene.

That metal observation deck looked as if it had been through the ravages of war.

In the distance, broken stars and slowly swirling nebula dust create a cold and desolate scene.

A figure stood with his back to him, gazing into the distance from the railing.

He wore a long black robe, his hair was as black as ink, and his figure was as upright as a pine tree.

It was none other than my Ninth Senior Brother, Cang Ming.

Sensing Lin Yi's arrival, the figure slowly turned around.

It was still that handsome face with a touch of sunshine, and those eyes that seemed like an ancient well.

The same teasing smile still lingered on his face.

"Junior brother, you've arrived?"

Cang Ming's voice rang out, exactly as he remembered.

Ninth Senior Brother, you...

Lin Yi opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to start speaking.

Cang Ming laughed and waved his hand, "How am I alive, right?"

Lin Yi composed himself and bowed respectfully. "Lin Yi greets Ninth Senior Brother. Welcome back, Ninth Senior Brother! However... I do have some questions."

He made no attempt to hide anything and directly voiced his doubts.

The best approach is to treat this senior who has always been very kind to him with sincerity.

Cang Ming pointed to the stone benches and tables that had suddenly appeared out of thin air on one side of the viewing platform, gesturing for Lin Yi to sit down.

A tea set had appeared on the table sometime earlier, with steam rising from the clear tea.

The two sat facing each other.

Cang Ming picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then slowly said, "I know you're wondering. According to the normal resurrection sequence, I would indeed have to wait in line for a long time. However, thankfully... the war has stopped."

He looked at Lin Yi, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

"Now that the war has ended, the priorities of many things have changed." Cang Ming put down his teacup. "During the war, the Time Masters of the Spirit Race and other races prioritized resurrecting their own fallen comrades. Our Human Race's Time Master was also preoccupied with the injuries of the Eternal Beginning Dominator."

"But things are different now."

Cang Ming's tone was filled with emotion. "After the ceasefire agreement took effect, the Eternal Beginning Dominator received treatment from the Supreme Being. This means that the Time Lords of the Human Race can finally be freed from maintaining the Sovereign's injuries."

Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat, "So..."

"Therefore, they immediately began working to revive the World Derivation level who sacrificed themselves in the war," Cang Ming continued.

"And me..." Cang Ming pointed to himself, "Because I was among the first to fall, my resurrection application was submitted early, plus..."

He paused, a deeper meaning creeping into his gaze as he looked at Lin Yi: "Because of your performance in the Abyss of Two Realms Abyss, Junior Brother, you brought considerable honor to the Human Race. Our clan's Lord has heard of you quite some time ago. As your senior brother, I also benefited from this, and my resurrection sequence was moved forward."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi suddenly understood.

I see.

The ceasefire brought about a shift in the power structure, allowing the Human Race's Time Lord to extricate himself and prioritize the resurrection of his own race's World Derivation level powerhouses.

The Ninth Senior Brother was able to be resurrected ahead of time because he died early, waited in line for a long time, and had some other reasons of his own.

"Congratulations on your new life, senior brother!" Lin Yi said sincerely.

He was genuinely happy for his Ninth Senior Brother.

This senior brother had taken great care of him from the very first time they met, giving him precious gifts, protecting him in many ways, and offering guidance and instruction. He had always kept this kindness in his heart.

When he learned that his Ninth Senior Brother had died in battle and there was no hope of him being resurrected in the short term, he thought about becoming stronger as soon as possible so that he could use his influence to revive his senior brother.

Unexpectedly, the Human Race's Time Lords acted so quickly, immediately setting about reviving their own race's derivative realm as soon as the war ended.

"What's there to congratulate me on..." Cang Ming gave a wry smile and shook his head. "Although I'm alive, I'm now drowning in debt, and I don't know when I'll be able to pay it off."

Lin Yi was taken aback. "A mountain of debt? Wasn't it said that the senior brother paid for the resurrected clan merit?"

He remembered clearly that his eldest brother, Prison Suppressor, had personally told him, "I applied for some clan honors and got the Ninth Brother resurrected."

Cang Ming sighed, "Precisely because it was my senior brother who paid, I need to find a way to repay him as soon as possible."

He looked at Lin Yi and explained, "Although our eldest brother is already Eternal Divinity, clan honors don't come easily. He himself... isn't well-off either. This time, paying for my resurrection probably emptied his family's coffers."

Lin Yi remained silent.

Indeed, the clan merit required to resurrect a World Derivation level expert would be a painful burden even for a god. The fact that Senior Brother Prison Suppressor was able to pay this fee for Ninth Senior Brother shows the weight of their sect's bond.

"So..." Cang Ming rubbed his temples, a helpless smile on his face, "I've just been resurrected, and I already have to figure out how to pay off my debts."

"But speaking of which, junior brother..." Cang Ming's tone shifted, becoming subtle, "While I was gone, your rate of progress was a bit too frightening, wasn't it?"

"After my resurrection, I immediately reviewed the information records from that period. The Two Realms Abyss shone brightly, I obtained the Fearless War God, and advanced to god-level combat power—a powerful god-level one at that. It's said they also gathered a group of geniuses and started the Star Source Society..."

These events, one after another, are dazzling to me.

Cang Ming shook his head and sighed, "If I hadn't confirmed that only a little over five thousand years had passed, I would have almost thought I'd been dead for over a Epoch."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi couldn't help but laugh, "Senior brother, you flatter me. It was merely a stroke of luck that I gained something in the Myriad Secret Realm, which led to my subsequent breakthrough. The cultivation of laws becomes increasingly difficult as you progress, so it certainly won't be this fast later on."

"Don't be modest." Cang Ming waved his hand, his expression becoming serious. "Now you're the third Eternal Divinity in the sect, besides the eldest brother and the third sister. To be honest, we all originally thought it would be the second sister."

Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat.

He knew he was making rapid progress, but he never imagined he had reached this level.

"Senior brother, you flatter me," Lin Yi said modestly. "I merely relied on the special abilities of the Fearless War God and the laws of spacetime. Senior brothers and sisters have cultivated for many years and possess profound knowledge, which I cannot compare to."

Cang Ming laughed, "It's true that you have profound foundations, but combat strength is combat strength. On the battlefield, no one will show mercy just because you haven't cultivated for long. You possess god-level combat strength, and that's your ability."

"Seeing you grow so quickly, Junior Brother, I'm truly happy. However, I never imagined that in just six thousand years, I'd become the weakest member of the sect again. This is truly..."

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Lin Yi quickly replied, "Senior brother, you flatter me. No matter where I go, you will always be my Ninth Senior Brother. If it weren't for your guidance and care back then, I wouldn't be where I am today."

That's a sincere statement.

When he first joined the sect, Cang Ming gifted him the Life Source Fruit, told him the truth about the Tiered Battlefield, reminded him to be careful, and introduced him to a sect gathering... Lin Yi has always remembered all the help he received.

Upon hearing this, Cang Ming's smile deepened. "Hey, just kidding. I'm overjoyed that you've become stronger."

The two chatted for a while longer. Cang Ming asked Lin Yi about his experiences over the years, and Lin Yi briefly recounted his encounters in the secret realm, the battle in the Two Realms Abyss, and his arrangements after returning to the Silver Blue Civilization.

When Lin Yi heard that Lin Yi had established a "Civilization Development Guarantee Fund," Cang Ming nodded repeatedly in approval.

"It's good to plan ahead. Civilization is a fundamental matter and cannot be entirely dependent on one person," Cang Ming commented.

After chatting for about fifteen minutes, Cang Ming's smile gradually faded, and his expression became serious.

"Alright, we've finished catching up." He looked at Lin Yi and said seriously, "Besides telling you about my resurrection, I have another important matter to discuss with you this time."

Lin Yi sat up straight. "Please speak, senior brother."

"Because the opening of the Secret Realm One is imminent," Cang Ming said slowly. "Our senior brother has decided to organize a sect gathering. Firstly, it's to allow everyone to get to know each other again. After all, I 'died' once, and you've grown a lot too. Although the five-thousand-year war wasn't long, its impact on everyone was significant."

"Secondly, there's something about the Secret Realm One; Senior Brother has some arrangements to make."

Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat.

A gathering of fellow disciples.

The last gathering was not long after he joined the sect, in that strange space called "Star Banquet Platform".

At that gathering, he met his fellow disciples, received their gifts and guidance, and learned the secret of his master's breakthrough to the Origin Law.

In the blink of an eye, more than five thousand years have passed.

I've progressed from the Star Core level to the Star Domain level, Ninth Senior Brother has gone from life to death and back to life... Time has changed so much.

"Since everyone is not in seclusion," Cang Ming continued, "The time will be set for tomorrow."

He looked at Lin Yi: "Get ready, connect on time tomorrow. I'll send you the specific virtual coordinates and connection method later."

Lin Yi solemnly replied, "Yes, Senior Brother. Lin Yi will certainly attend on time."

Cang Ming nodded, and his figure began to slowly fade.

"See you tomorrow, junior brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure completely disappeared from the virtual space.

Lin Yi sat alone on the stone bench on the viewing platform, gazing at the shattered stars in the distance, his thoughts churning.

Since the sect gathering is tomorrow, there's no rush to decide on the exchange plan now.

The Law of Death, as a higher law, is a relatively common choice among the powerful Human Race.

Leaving aside the eldest brother Prison Suppressor, who has fully mastered the laws of death, the other senior brothers and sisters have cultivated for a long time, and even if they did not major in this path, they must have known a lot of related information.

Although he is now stronger than some of his senior brothers and sisters in terms of understanding of the laws, their years of experience, the secrets they have mastered, and their knowledge of various auxiliary treasures are far beyond what he can compare to in his short few thousand years of cultivation.

This is a good opportunity to ask for everyone's suggestions at tomorrow's gathering.

The next day.

Lin Yi slowly emerged from his deep meditation state, his eyes clear as water.

"Xuanji, connect to the virtual coordinates sent by Ninth Senior Brother yesterday."

"Okay, the host is connecting..."

The next moment, the scene in the training room receded like the tide.

When his vision cleared, Lin Yi was slightly taken aback.

This time, the scene is not against the backdrop of the vast starry sea of the previous Star Banquet Platform.

Instead, it is a landscape courtyard with a strong ancient Xia Country style.

Underfoot is a path paved with bluestone slabs, with lush bamboo on both sides, and in the distance, there are artificial hills and flowing water, with pavilions and towers scattered in a well-organized manner.

The air was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood and tea, and occasionally a few clear birdsongs could be heard.

The sky was a soft bluish-white, like the first light of dawn.

This style...

"Junior brother, you've arrived?"

A cheerful voice came from the pavilion ahead.

Lin Yi looked up and saw his Ninth Senior Brother, Cang Ming, sitting on a stone bench in the pavilion, with a set of antique tea utensils in front of him.

He was still wearing a long black robe, but his hairstyle was styled in the ancient style of the Xia Country, which complemented the surrounding environment.

"Ninth Senior Brother." Lin Yi stepped forward and entered the pavilion.

Cang Ming gestured for Lin Yi to sit down, then poured him a cup of tea. "Try it, Cloud Mist Star Tea. Although it's not even one ten-thousandth as good as the real thing, it'll still satisfy your craving."

Lin Yi sat down as instructed, picked up his teacup, and took a small sip.

He seems to have a huge pile of these things; they were one of the gifts given to him by an Eternal Divinity.

"Senior brother arrived early." Lin Yi put down his teacup.

"Anyway, I just revived and have a ton of things to sort out, so I figured I might as well come over early and wait." Cang Ming smiled. "I didn't get a good look yesterday. Junior Brother, your aura... it's truly completely different now... tsk tsk, it feels like just yesterday when I first joined the sect."

Lin Yi humbly replied, "Senior brother, you flatter me. I was merely fortunate to have gained something."

"Just luck?" Cang Ming shook his head, his tone filled with sincere admiration. "Your luck, however, was enough to shatter the entire surface battlefield of the Two Realms Abyss, reclaiming long-lost glory for the Human Race. Even the Venerable One, at your age, didn't possess such prestige."

As the two were talking, the space in the courtyard rippled slightly.

A figure quietly materialized.

The newcomer was a burly man, dressed in dark red armor, with fiery red hair, and seemed to be surrounded by invisible flames. He was none other than the fourth senior brother, Lieyang.

Lieyang's gaze was sharp and piercing, instantly locking onto Lin Yi.

"Junior Brother!" Lieyang's voice boomed as he strode into the pavilion. "You've really brought honor to our sect and to our Human Race. When I heard the news, I immediately drank a whole jar of it."

"Fourth Senior Brother." Lin Yi quickly stood up.

"Sit down, sit down, sit down!"

Before Lieyang Lin Yi him back into his seat, then plopped down himself. He then looked at Cang Ming and grinned, "Ninth Brother, congratulations on your resurrection! Let's have a good drink together later."

Cang Ming laughed and said, "How could I dare refuse my fourth senior brother's invitation? However, you'll have to pay for the drinks, as I'm currently heavily in debt."

"Stingy!" Lieyang laughed and scolded.

At this moment, ripples spread through the courtyard once again.

A gentle and composed figure materialized.

It is my sixth senior brother Xuanshu.

He was still dressed in a simple blue robe, with a peaceful face and wise eyes.

Upon seeing the three people in the pavilion, Xuanshu smiled gently, "Fourth Senior Brother, Ninth Junior Brother, and Junior Brother. It seems I've arrived just in time."

Then, his gaze fell on Lin Yi.

"Junior Brother," Xuanshu's voice remained calm, but with a touch more solemnity, "Your growth trajectory is nothing short of a miracle."

"It is a great fortune for our sect to have you."

This is extremely high praise, coming from the mouth of the usually calm and composed sixth senior brother who manages many affairs of the sect; it carries great weight.

Lin Yi replied solemnly, "Sixth Senior Brother, you flatter me. Lin Yi have come here alone, and it is thanks to the guidance and support of all the senior brothers and sisters."

"Those are just supplementary; the key is still relying on yourself," Xuanshu said gently.

Immediately afterwards, a cool, refreshing aura spread out.

Tiny ice crystals condensed in the courtyard, coalescing into a figure dressed in a simple white robe.

Seventh Senior Sister Bingling.

Her appearance was exceptionally beautiful, and her aura of coldness was restrained yet pure.

She first nodded slightly to the few people who had arrived, and then her clear, cold voice rang out. "Fourth Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Brother, Ninth Junior Brother."

Then, her gaze turned to Lin Yi.

Those eyes, as cold as ancient ice, clearly reflected Lin Yi's figure.

Her gaze remained aloof, but it held less of the tenderness she showed her younger brother and more of an acknowledgment of the strong.

"Junior Brother," she nodded to Lin Yi.

"Seventh Senior Sister." Lin Yi respectfully.

Bingling said no more, quietly walked to the pavilion, leaned on the railing and gazed into the distance, as if she had become one with the surrounding Xia Country landscape.

Not long after, a figure appeared silently outside the pavilion.

She wore a simple, dark gold armor, covered with countless tiny scratches and dark bloodstains, as if she had just returned from the battlefield.

His face has distinct features, with a resolute look that comes from weathering many storms, and his phoenix eyes seem to cut through all illusions with every blink.

Second Senior Sister Henghuan.

Her appearance gave the originally relaxed atmosphere filled with nostalgia and emotion a bit of solemnity and heaviness unique to the battlefield.

Lieyang's smile faded, Cang Ming sat up straight, Xuanshu nodded slightly, and Bingling turned away.

"Second Senior Sister," everyone greeted in unison.

Henghuan's gaze swept over everyone like a blade, lingering briefly on Cang Ming before he nodded. "Ninth Brother, it's good to see you back."

"Thank you, Second Senior Sister," Cang Ming replied respectfully, sensing the weight in her words.

Then, Henghuan's gaze fell on Lin Yi.

"Junior brother, you have accomplished what many others cannot. The Human Race's front lines need a pillar like you."

"I will Lin Yi remember my second senior sister's teachings."

Henghuan nodded slightly, said no more, and walked to a corner of the pavilion to stand quietly.

Everyone awaited the arrival of the final two.

The eldest brother Prison Suppressor, and the third sister Thousand Illusions.

A sense of anticipation rose in Lin Yi's heart.

Last time, the senior brother said that Senior Sister Thousand Illusions was besieged and seriously injured, and has been recovering ever since.

The greeting I sent through the Virtual Network was indeed a reply from its Intelligent Life form, "The master is currently healing in the wilderness."

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But now that he's able to attend the sect gathering, his injuries must no longer be a problem.

Just as Lin Yi's thoughts were churning, the space in the courtyard rippled once more.

A Phantom Light swirled around, and a stunningly beautiful figure quietly materialized.

She wore a flowing, ever-changing rainbow dress, exuding an ethereal and dreamlike aura. Her eyes seemed to hold countless worlds in their creation and decay.

Third Senior Sister, Thousand Illusions!

Thousand Illusions smiled and greeted everyone present, but Ziguang lingered on Lin Yi for a moment longer, her beautiful eyes sparkling with undisguised surprise.