Chapter 253

Everyone fell silent for a moment.

Xu Xu Yuelong saw that no one was speaking, so he knew everyone had misunderstood, and he waved his hand.

"It wasn't that powerful. When they came back to life, their overall strength dropped by nearly thirty percent, especially their reaction speed, which was very sluggish, and they had no reaction to pain.

So it definitely wasn't a true resurrection; it was more like something borrowed their bodies to stand up again."

Upon hearing this, everyone not only didn't relax but became even more nervous.

Ran Seeing Ran Zhongshi pursued the question.

"Are you sure it was resurrection after death, not recovery from serious injury?"

Martial artists have tenacious life force; even if their heads are cut off, they can survive for a period of time.

Grandmasters are even more so; as long as their heads are not crushed by someone, and they are reattached in time and take healing pills, surviving is not a big problem.

At most, the wound will ache every rainy day in the future.

If those two Grandmasters had extracted the life force of other cultists when they were seriously injured and dying to let themselves recover seven or eight tenths, it wouldn't be incomprehensible.

However, disappointingly, Xu Xu Yuelong shook his head and gave a negative answer.

He supported the white cloth in front of him; the white cloth was flashing with seven-colored light, clearly not an ordinary item, and inside it was a saber-shaped weapon.

Dragon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Saber?

Liang Qu thought of the two Wu Sheng mysterious weapons Xiang Fang Su had mentioned earlier.

The owner of one of them was the newly promoted Wu Sheng who had recently shocked the world; he figured that one was with Wei Lin.

"Even if the few of us felt wrong, the Wu Sheng's mysterious weapon wouldn't. The mysterious weapon is an extension of the Wu Sheng's hands and eyes. From falling down to standing up again, it was truly..."

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

Yang Yang Dongxiong pressed Xu Xu Yuelong's shoulder.

Xu Xu Yuelong looked up and found that the other martial artists outside the circle were all pricking up their ears, trying to eavesdrop.

Two Grandmasters coming back to life—even he felt his mind shaken, let alone ordinary martial artists.

It would shake the morale of the army.

"I'm too tired today. Even with the help of the mysterious weapon, it kept my nerves on edge.

Grandmasters truly have vigorous life force. I didn't expect the Ghost Mother Sect to have such eerie abilities, extracting others' life force for their own use to heal injuries.

Everyone, hurry back and rest. The anomalies on the island won't dissipate for a while. We'll probably have to stay on the boats for a few days before we can come back to clean the battlefield.

The registration of merit will take a few days; I hope everyone understands."

Xu Xu Yuelong made a useless excuse, and everyone moved toward the outside of the island in silence.

The wide-bellied boats and the tower ships met at the edge of the island.

The soldiers responsible for guarding learned that they needed to stay for a period of time, found a place with suitable water levels to dock the tower ships, and went ashore one after another to clear the dense forests on the nearby islands to build temporary strongholds and settle the wounded.

The ship's physician carried splints and cloth, treated the wounded one by one, fed them healing pills, set dislocated bones, and pulled the seriously wounded back from the brink of death.

At dawn, wisps of blue light burst from the horizon.

Liang Qu took a bath in the Great Marsh, changed his clothes, and came to the top floor of the ship tower.

In the center of the hall, multiple low tables were arranged, filled with food of all kinds, many of which were medicinal meals.

Liang Qu looked around and sat down next to Xiang Fang Su.

Xiang Fang Su shifted his buttocks to make room and pointed to the clay pot on the table.

"The radish-stewed mutton is cooked well, try it."

"Okay."

It is said that there are four great bonds in life: having carried a gun together, having attended school together, having shared spoils together, and having used a gun together.

Carrying a gun ranks first for a reason; there is nothing that can enhance feelings more than being comrades-in-arms.

The battle was arduous, and Liang Qu's stomach was empty; he couldn't care about socializing and ate some food to fill his stomach first.

After he arrived, Ran Seeing Ran Zhongshi and the others, as well as several high-level officials from the Demon Suppression Division, also tidied themselves up and hurried over.

Counting the heads, a few were missing.

This operation was many against few, basically an advantageous matchup.

The Ghost Mother Sect side had a total of more than twenty Wolf Smoke realm experts, and Xu Xu Yuelong's side had about the same number. Counting Wei Lin's side, which was the total number of experts from the River Patrol Office, plus the Demon Suppression Division, that was a fourfold gap. Even if there were places where they were spread thin, it was very rare.

Perhaps they were injured and went back to rest early; it was unlikely they were dead.

The masters sent their descendants to seek wealth and a future; a small branch was not simply fighting against the River Patrol Office and the Demon Suppression Division.

At least this time the Ghost Mother Sect was investigated thoroughly; Liang Qu didn't believe that those dukes hadn't provided help.

When everyone was present and asked again about the Ghost Mother Sect Grandmasters coming back to life, Xu Xu Yuelong, who was at the head, repeated his point of view.

Sui Sui Hongyan and Yang Yang Dongxiong nodded in agreement.

It was indeed "first death, then life," and the feeling of the Qi being cut off in the middle couldn't be wrong.

Everyone was in an uproar.

A high-level official from the Demon Suppression Division found it inconceivable: "Even if it is 'Evil,' resurrection from the dead is a bit too 'evil'! The Ghost Mother Sect must have done some kind of expansion on the 'remnant'!"

"Ordinary 'Evil' objects definitely couldn't achieve this level!"

"It's a pity that not even a tongue was left behind. The living captives left before are now dead as can be; it's a good way to kill two birds with one stone."

"The 'residue' after the fact is diverse, but I've never even heard of one that can bring the dead back to life."

"No, it's not that it hasn't happened before."

Ran Seeing Ran Zhongshi muttered to himself while stroking his chin, and when he looked up again, he found that everyone present was looking at him, so he hurriedly said.

"I forgot which book I saw it in, I only remember that there was once a Wu Sheng who died of old age, having lived for a full eight hundred years.

The 'residue' left behind after his death carried a strong sense of unwillingness. When his descendants were cleaning up the corpse, they accidentally discovered this strong 'residue,' and then this 'residue' suddenly occupied the Wu Sheng's body and came back to life.

His daily behavior and memory content were no different from the Wu Sheng during his lifetime.

Under these circumstances, he lived for another sixty-plus years, adding up to a total of over nine hundred years!

I've forgotten some of the specific content and details, but that's roughly the meaning.

I was only twelve or thirteen years old when I first saw that story and showed it to my father. My father said it was a fabrication by country folk about the power of Martial Saints.

I believed my father's words at the time, but looking at today's situation, it might not necessarily be fake."

Everyone was tongue-tied; the world is full of wonders.

Reborn by relying on the "residue" left after death, and behaving no differently from when he was alive?

Ke Ko Wenbin asked: "But is the one who came back to life really still that Wu Sheng?"

The "residue" after a Wu Sheng's death is, in the final analysis, just an obsession, just a thought.

The will is too powerful, so much so that it can survive even after leaving the physical body, leaving a trace in the world.

Some "residues" can linger on objects; clearly, this Wu Sheng's body was the object where the "residue" lingered.

Ran Seeing Ran Zhongshi shook his head: "I don't know, but that Wu Sheng's descendants insisted that it was the Wu Sheng."

Yes, how could they not insist?

A family with a Wu Sheng and a family without a Wu Sheng are completely two different concepts.

Regardless of the truth, he had to be.

Sui Sui Hongyan asked: "What happened to that family later? Was there any mention of the situation?"

"It wasn't written in the book," Ran Seeing Ran Zhongshi replied, but he thought for a moment and changed his words, "It might also be that I felt the second half was boring at the time and didn't read on."

Xu Xu Yuelong said: "Can you still find the book you read back then? What was it called?"

Ran Seeing Ran Zhongshi frowned: "I can no longer remember whether I saw it in the clan school or at home. I can only write a letter to my father to send someone to look for it; I can't guarantee whether it can be found."

Xu Xu Yuelong said: "Look for it."

"Okay."

Ran Seeing Ran Zhongshi agreed.

Everyone exchanged more about the gains and losses of the Ghost Mother Sect today and went back to rest.

After a night of fighting, everyone was very exhausted.