Chapter 285
Naihe Bridge, as a sacred site of Yinshan.
Besides producing Yellow Spring Water.
It has another more important function.
“Rebirth.”
The Yinshan Wonderland has no reincarnation vortex.
However.
Any living being within Yinshan.
Once they cross Naihe Bridge, their cultivation is entirely erased and all memories vanish.
Even if one attains the status of Black and White Impermanence, even if one ascends to the Divine Palace, crossing Naihe Bridge still reduces them to a newborn ghost soldier, as if reborn.
This “rebirth.”
Though inferior to the true rebirth of myth and legend.
Yet under special circumstances, it can serve other purposes.
“The surroundings of the Wonderland are so utterly empty.”
Jiang Jian flipped through the register, frowning slightly.
The Yinshan Wonderland is far too vast.
Of the million souls, the overwhelming majority reside in the Ten Halls of Yinshan.
Most of the Wonderland remains unused.
Below.
The Night Patrol Inspector said: “My Lord, the Wonderland’s structure is unique—those areas are unsuitable for ghost soldiers to dwell in, but ideal for cultivating spirit fields and raising spirit beasts.”
He bowed respectfully, sweeping his hands to reveal a broad map of the entire Yinshan region.
“My Lord, observe.”
Here, it is suitable for cultivating the flowers of the other shore.
“This area is suited for planting Yin Fragrance Flowers.”
“Behind the mountains, it is ideal for raising Hell Hounds.”
The Night Patrol Inspector extended his finger, pointing to specific locations on the map.
Jiang Jian’s expression remained calm. “If so, why are these places still vacant?”
The Night Patrol Inspector replied: “Previously, Yinshan had no master. Many areas were blocked by the Wonderland’s primal power—we could not enter at all.”
Jiang Jian nodded lightly. “This matter is entrusted to you. Find capable beings, promote them, and assign them exclusively to cultivating spirit fields and raising spirit beasts.”
“Rest assured, My Lord.”
The Night Patrol Inspector immediately responded with reverence.
As he spoke.
The Day Patrol Inspector materialized, holding a tray, advancing before Jiang Jian: “My Lord, all thirteen Soul-Weaving Stones have been retrieved.”
As he finished, he opened his mouth slightly, as if hesitating to speak.
Jiang Jian glanced at him. “Speak plainly.”
The Day Patrol Inspector said: “My Lord, I just discovered that nearly all scarce resources in the Ten Halls of Yinshan have been taken away!”
Jiang Jian murmured: “Regarding this, I have already seen it in the register.”
Each of the Ten King Halls originally had its own Hall Master.
They abandoned competing for the Yinshan Wonderland, yet refused to suffer too great a loss.
Though they received compensation from the Heavenly Capital’s Central Authority, they still took everything movable from their own Halls.
Upon learning of this.
Jiang Jian felt no ripple within him.
The resources of the Ten King Halls belonged to their respective Hall Masters.
These items were merely a small fraction of the Yinshan Wonderland.
The truly rare spiritual substances of Yinshan are not within the Ten Halls.
The Day Patrol Inspector hesitated slightly, then continued: “With the Soul-Weaving Stones gone, the Eighteen Hells have become hollow shells, yet their internal arrays still function.”
“My Lord, should we conserve the Wonderland’s primal essence by shutting down the Eighteen Hells’ arrays?”
Hearing this.
Jiang Jian immediately felt a pang of pain and growled: “Shut them down at once!”
His tone grew slightly sharper.
“Shut down every array in Yinshan that consumes primal essence!”
Shortly after.
The two Inspectors each received their orders and withdrew.
“With these items.”
“Once my soul fully recovers, I can break through to the Divine Palace.”
Jiang Jian took the tray, gazing at the Soul-Weaving Stones upon it.
Thirteen in total.
According to his estimation.
After refining and melting all these Soul-Weaving Stones.
His soul’s fractures would not only fully heal, but his soul’s primal essence would receive comprehensive enhancement!
Suddenly.
Jiang Jian drew forth the Earth Store Jade Seal, his gaze sharpening.
The Guide Messenger of the Wheel Turn Hall had made a move.
The Yinshan Wonderland originally had ten Guide Messengers.
They were manifestations of Yinshan’s cosmic laws, originally without consciousness.
Over time, steeped in the Wonderland’s primal power, they gradually developed sentience.
In Jiang Jian’s perception.
At this very moment.
The Guide Messenger was at the Looking-Back Platform, using the rules he controlled to bypass guards and enter, completely vanishing from detection.
“The farce must end.”
Jiang Jian gripped the Earth Store Jade Seal and activated it directly!
Nine Guide Messengers appeared one after another!
They exchanged glances, then turned to Jiang Jian, all expressions filled with terror.
“My Lord, spare us!”
“Please, My Lord, spare our lives!”
“My Lord!”
The Guide Messengers, faces pale with fear, pleaded in unison.
Jiang Jian said softly: “What nonsense are you spouting? Who said I’d kill you?”
Hearing this.
The Guide Messengers froze in surprise.
One of them gathered courage and stepped forward: “The Great Listener once appeared to us in dreams—he said that once you take control of Yinshan, you will purge its cosmic laws and will not allow our existence!”
Another hesitated, then added: “We are manifestations of Yinshan’s cosmic laws, endowed with sentience, yet unable to survive independently.”
“When Yinshan had no master, it was fine.”
“But now that Yinshan has a master, as long as we exist, we will siphon away its authority—wouldn’t that mean certain death?”
Upon hearing this, the Guide Messengers all nodded in agreement.
Their very existence was meant to select the chosen one.
Once the chosen one emerged and seized control of Yinshan.
These Guide Messengers, in their own eyes, had fulfilled their purpose and lost all reason to exist.
“The cosmic laws of Yinshan will naturally be returned.”
Jiang Jian said, “But I will not kill you.”
He turned slightly, glancing at the empty space beside him. “Night Patrol Inspector, retrieve all the Spirit-Guiding Jade from the Ten Halls of Yinshan.”
The Night Patrol Inspector did not manifest, yet a reverent reply echoed from the void.
Native beings of Yinshan could neither see nor sense the Guide Messengers.
Though the Night Patrol Inspector did not know why he needed the Spirit-Guiding Jade, he carried out the order without the slightest hesitation.
“Tell me more about that dream.”
Jiang Jian looked at one of the Guide Messengers.
He sensed vaguely.
The world of the “Earth Store Ten Wheels Sutra” he had recently experienced contained hidden secrets.
The Great Listener had said.
It could hear all things under heaven, knowing past and future.
Its words even mentioned fragmented worlds.
But the Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha declared that this Diting was fake, not the true Diting.
Now it seems.
Diting’s words were half-truth and half-lie, not to be trusted.
Rather, it was the Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha who taught the Divine Art “Mirror Still Water,” transforming the illusory into the real, truly benefiting me.
Thinking of this.
Jiang Jian had already formed a rough hypothesis about this matter.
The Diting in the “Sutra of the Ten Wheels of Ksitigarbha” had lived too long within the story world.
Over time,
it came to believe it was the true Diting.
To escape the story world, it came to reality.
Its methods were utterly inconceivable.
Not only could it silently attach itself to my soul,
but it could also, through the power of the story world, trace back to the source and reverse-influence the rules of Yinshan!
It could send dreams to the Guide Messengers.
In essence, it was quietly altering the rules of Yinshan!
“My Lord of the Realm.”
The Guide Messenger spoke, its face still shaken, “That dream was terrifying—only beings like us, formed from rules, can perceive it clearly.”
“I simply cannot describe it in words.”
It looked at Jiang Jian and offered a bitter smile.
“In short, before you emerged, we all believed Diting would descend.”
“But it was not so.”
“We were utterly lost, didn’t know what to do, and could only hide in corners, closing our eyes to await death.”
As these words fell,
the other Guide Messengers all felt the same.
After all, they were formed from rules, not true living beings.
Whether in thought patterns or inner intentions,
they differed greatly from normal living beings.
“Strange Realm, Strange Realm.”
“Indeed strange and mysterious, impossible to grasp.”
Jiang Jian fell silent for a moment, then spoke softly.
About the truth of the Strange Realm,
he still had no clue.
Yet,
Jiang Jian understood more clearly than ever:
his own cultivation was the foundation.
If one learns too many secrets while weak,
it serves no purpose—only disrupts the mind and spirit, delaying one’s own cultivation.
“This matter ends here. You need not worry further.”
Jiang Jian suddenly spoke, “I will use vast quantities of Soul-Attracting Jade to separate you, returning the rules to Yinshan.”
“As for you,”
“you will be sent to Naiheqiao, reborn as ghost soldiers.”
As his words fell,
the nine Guide Messengers all looked stunned.
Then,
they gradually came to their senses, kneeling one after another, faces filled with gratitude.
“Thank you, My Lord of the Realm!”
“My Lord of the Realm, your mercy!”
“Thank you, My Lord!”
For the Guide Messengers, breaking free from the chains of rules and becoming true living beings was their deepest dream.
Watching them,
Jiang Jian merely smiled faintly, saying nothing more.
These Guide Messengers had no cultivation themselves.
Their former authority came entirely from Yinshan’s rules.
But if they crossed Naiheqiao and were reborn, they would possess advantages no other Yinshan being could match.
Once they began cultivation,
they could draw upon their deep memories of Yinshan’s Strange Realm rules to understand and internalize them.
They would cultivate straight to the Divine Palace, encountering no barriers whatsoever!
For ordinary living beings, this was unimaginable!
Yinshan’s Strange Realm held a million beings.
Only thirty-odd dwelled in the Divine Palace realm.
Though this ratio was already terrifying compared to ordinary regional realms on the surface,
Jiang Jian was not satisfied.
To increase the Strange Realm’s fortune and expand its origin limit,
the more Divine Palace beings, the better.
These nine Guide Messengers, after rebirth and cultivation, would become nine Divine Palace beings!
This was why Jiang Jian was willing to expend vast quantities of Soul-Attracting Jade to separate them and send them to Naiheqiao.
“As for you,”
Jiang Jian held the Ksitigarbha Jade Seal, sensing the scene within the Wangxiang Terrace, his expression dark.
“Leaving a bait will always attract a fish.”
The next moment,
Jiang Jian activated the Ksitigarbha Jade Seal, opening a spatial portal just before him, and stepped directly inside.
He felt something:
Diting’s matter was not over.
This primordial beast, though virtual, had simulated a talent that was terrifyingly potent.
As long as one was connected to it,
no matter how bizarre or surreal the events, they would not surprise.
Ksitigarbha Hall.
Though darkness surrounded it from all sides, it was soft.
Jiang Jian sat cross-legged on the ground and opened his identity device.
He swiped his finger.
From his contact list, he found the chat box labeled “Lu Qingqing.”
“I’ve obtained the Book of Life and Death.”
Jiang Jian typed a line of text and sent it.
Just a few seconds later,
his identity device flickered with light, its alert tones chiming continuously.
Lu Qingqing immediately initiated a real-time call.
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