I'm Mad

Great Emperor Changsheng had a mysterious Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon.

But nobody on the continent knew what that Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon looked like, and no one had ever truly seen its appearance.

It was even safe to say that everyone who had seen that Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon was dead, without even a scrap left behind.

However, after Great Emperor Changsheng fell, more and more people on the continent began to wonder what that Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon looked like, and what kind of terrifying Emperor Weapon this Great Emperor, who ranked among the top three in Human Race history, had forged.

Some said that the Emperor Weapon in Great Emperor Changsheng's hands was an unrivaled treasure of attack, with peerless killing power. It was thanks to this that Great Emperor Changsheng could slay three foreign-race Great Emperors in succession all by himself.

Others said that Great Emperor Changsheng's Emperor Weapon was an instrument of immortality that defied the Heavenly Dao. Great Emperor Changsheng had broken the shackles of lifespan and become the longest-lived Great Emperor in Human Race history by relying on this Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon.

But there were all kinds of theories, and they were nothing but wild guesses.

As Great Emperor Changsheng's closest little disciple, Gu Baishui could honestly tell everyone in the world... he didn't know either.

When Gu Baishui's master was on the verge of death, he had called him alone to the front of his mausoleum and told his little disciple to bury the grave himself.

So Gu Baishui could be certain that his master had taken nothing into the tomb. He hadn't been buried with an Emperor Weapon at all.

But before that unlucky old fellow closed his eyes, he said something very strange to Gu Baishui.

"After I die, something might come back to life. You have to keep an eye on it. If it escapes the Great Emperor's Forbidden Zone, it could cause a great disaster."

Gu Baishui had been stunned for a moment. He blinked, bewildered. "Master, could you be more specific? What thing? Your Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon?"

But Great Emperor Changsheng said nothing more. He quietly closed his eyes, allowing the soil of the Changsheng tomb to bury the entrance to his mausoleum.

Gu Baishui stood beside the pit, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking:

"Master, after you die, will you suffer an ominous calamity in your later years?"

Actually, Gu Baishui hadn't expected the old fellow, already dead inside the tomb, to answer him. But whether it was an illusion or not, he always felt as though someone had leaned close to his ear and faintly said a single word amid the howling mountain wind.

"Yes."

The bright moonlight pierced through the clouds and spilled onto the path behind the mountain.

The pale silver moonlight cast a hazy, blurred glow over the winding path through the woods, as though someone had scattered sparkling grains of salt all over it.

Lin Yin swayed overhead. Gu Baishui yawned and squinted lazily as he walked alone toward his cave abode.

He had walked this path with his eyes closed countless times. Every New Year and festival, he would carry a jar of aged osmanthus wine to his master's mausoleum behind the mountain and drink a jar there. Of course, if he couldn't finish the wine and had some left over, he would share a few cups with his master.

But today wasn't any special occasion. It was simply that Gu Baishui's cultivation was nearing perfection. He was about to merge with the Immortal Platform Dao and become a true high-level Mighty One on this continent.

Below the Immortal Platform were mortals; above it were gods.

Only by merging with the Immortal Platform Dao and igniting Divine Fire could one leave the mortal world behind and become a true "little deity" on the continent.

The cultivation path after the Immortal Platform was even more strictly tiered:

Divine Fire, Mighty One, Dao Proving, Half-Saint, Saint, Great Saint King, Quasi-Emperor, Great Emperor.

As the third disciple under Great Emperor Changsheng, Gu Baishui naturally had excellent cultivation talent. He had gone from an ordinary mortal to the Divine Fire Realm in less than half a century. Even among other Holy Lands, he would have been considered a prodigy.

His Little Junior Sister, Ji Xu, was eighteen this year and had only reached the Dao Proving Realm.

His second senior brother had been in the Saint Realm three years ago, despite being only a few years older than him.

As for his eldest senior brother, he didn't know. It was quite possible that he had secretly broken through and become the youngest Saint King in the human race.

Now, in the vast and desolate Great Emperor's Forbidden Zone, only the four of them remained. Compared to his fellow disciples, Gu Baishui was indeed a little inferior.

All right, to be honest, compared to those few freaks, he was very, very far behind.

But among the four senior and junior disciples, his master really was closest to Gu Baishui. He couldn't figure out why, either.

He was reasonably handsome, but his second senior brother looked like a demon, so beautiful he could enchant the masses. His Little Junior Sister was even more ethereal and aloof, like a fairy who had descended from the Immortal Palace into the mortal world.

So, in terms of looks, Gu Baishui admitted he had only the tiniest advantage over his eldest senior brother.

"But what did Master mean by secretly giving me this bronze mirror? Does he want me to observe the restrictions and scenery in the Great Emperor's Forbidden Zone? Or does he want me to keep an eye on the two... senior brothers?"

Gu Baishui pulled a blurry, ancient-looking bronze mirror from his chest. In the hazy moonlight, the scenery within the mirror kept shifting.

This ancient mirror had a simple appearance, and its back was stained with verdigris. It was the only Law Artifact his master had given Gu Baishui in more than thirty years.

It had no specific grade and no terrifying destructive power.

The bronze mirror's only function was to silently keep watch over every place in the Great Emperor's Forbidden Zone.

With a mere thought, Gu Baishui could ignore all the terrifying restrictions in the Great Emperor's Forbidden Zone. Every place appeared transparent to him.

Whether it was his two senior brothers or his Little Junior Sister, as long as they hadn't entered one of the Emperor's Tombs, Gu Baishui could use the bronze mirror to spy on what they were doing, and no one would notice.

It was powerful, but also strange.

As Gu Baishui rubbed the back of the ancient bronze mirror in his hand, his face looked especially indistinct in the moonlight.

The path ahead led to Gu Baishui's cave abode.

The old trees swayed, their shadows dappling the ground. For some reason, the night breeze was chilling and unsettling tonight, as if a cold hand kept stroking the back of his neck.

On the Lin Yin path, Gu Baishui shook his head irritably, trying to shake off the ominous, strange feeling in his mind.

But for some reason, the clean-cut, handsome youth suddenly stopped. He stared silently at the bronze mirror in his hand.

A strange, eerie thought suddenly surfaced in his mind, one he couldn't seem to shake:

He could use this bronze mirror to peer into every place in the Great Emperor's Forbidden Zone, but up until now, it seemed he had never used it to look at... the place where he was standing.

Spying on himself, a mirror reflecting a mirror. It did sound rather interesting.

A finger lightly brushed across the blurry surface, and the scenery inside the bronze mirror began to warp and shift.

First, there was a deserted, eerie path through the woods. Then a slender young man appeared at the far end of the path.

That was Gu Baishui-the Gu Baishui in the mirror.

Everything was just as it always was. But for some reason, as Gu Baishui looked at his own back in the mirror, he felt inexplicably awkward and strange.

He just felt like... there was something extra.

But what was there?

Gu Baishui furrowed his brows. His gaze slowly fixed on the feet of the youth in the mirror, and then... his scalp exploded with goosebumps.

The moonlight was bright and clear, yet beneath the youth in the mirror was another terrifying, shaggy shadow, pressed tightly against his back.

Silent as the grave, like a vengeful spirit.