Chapter 1437: Chapter 890: I’m Coming Over to Pick Someone Up

Shen Zhinan gripped the jade plate tightly in his hand, feeling the cool smoothness of the jade, trying to use it to calm his emotions.

But the breath between his mouth and nose remained uncontrollably excited and rushed, betraying his true feelings at the moment.

Shen Zhinan was both excited and nervous.

He wasn’t foolish.

Even with just a little more wisdom, one could sense that regardless of whether it was true or not, the matters within were not worth scrutinizing,

The appearance of the white-robed person was just too coincidental, and they could directly appear in his dreams.

From another perspective, the recurring nightmares he had been having might very well be caused by this person.

They showed up at critical moments, causing him to feel deeply indebted and leading him to trust them implicitly.

Of course, Shen Zhinan’s intuition told him that this possibility was minuscule.

Firstly, he was just a labourer barely able to afford food, albeit strong.

And the other party, who could mysteriously appear in his dreams with such methods, was unheard of. It made no sense for them to harbor any ulterior motives towards someone like him – a mere laborer. Even if they did, there would be no need for such an elaborate setup.

Secondly, he was truly very smart.

When he attended private school as a child, he could learn in one day what took others a month.

It’s just that studying was also a costly affair: the tutoring fees, regular payments for provisions, meals, and during holidays, giving red envelopes or local specialties as tokens of appreciation, etc., were all beyond his financial means.

Therefore, after only a basic introduction to literacy, Shen Zhinan dropped out to return home and later became a dockworker. Luckily, with his strength, he earned just about enough to survive.

But Shen Zhinan knew very well that this kind of life could not last for long. Sooner or later, he would grow old and weak. And the reason why laborers are called ‘laborers’ is because no matter how hard you work, in the end, you’re merely scraping by.

This was not the life Shen Zhinan wanted.

Even as a young boy, Shen Zhinan knew what he wanted and was brave enough to fight for a path to change his fate. But given the way the world works, he could only be swept away by the torrent of life. Yet all these years, he constantly reminded himself that a person should have the dignity of a human being.

Although his knowledge wasn’t profound, the mysterious events of the previous night and earlier made it clear that the figure in the white robe was probably far beyond what he could imagine.

The sense of transcendence given off by that figure was even beyond that of the Sacrificial Spirit who protected the county.

Some tribal heavenly prides stepped into Blood Movement at a very young age.

He had also taken medicine baths in his childhood, but due to his poor innate talent, he hadn’t managed to make the first step into Blood Movement even by the age of maturity, forcing him to leave the town in search of other opportunities.

Now, it seemed he might have a better choice. With strength, who would continue laboring? If worst came to worst, joining a big clan as a guard was also a possibility.

Moreover, the tone of the other person just now was indisputable, it seemed they wouldn’t care whether he agreed or not.

Even though the other person spoke calmly, for the sake of his unborn child, he needed to try. He was unwilling for his child to be like him, laboring for a lifetime.

“Zhinan… what are you daydreaming about?”

The woman couldn’t help but ask as she looked at Shen Zhinan, who hadn’t spoken or moved for a long time.

“I might… need to go out for a trip…” Shen Zhinan said to the woman, telling the truth.

“Go out… Where to?” The woman was somewhat puzzled.

“I don’t know, but it’s probably very far. Once I settle down there, I’ll see if I can bring you over, or rather, directly receive you there.” Shen Zhinan shook his head and added.

…

After returning to Liu Village.

Jiang Hui immediately went to The Underworld.

Three days to him were fleeting.

He planned to wait here to see what the special ability mentioned would be.

Of course, he didn’t idle away his time either.

He took time in secret to observe the every move of the King of Reincarnation.

But the King of Reincarnation did not gain enlightenment from his last reincarnation.

While he had some understanding, it was still far from enough. Instead, as time passed, the little clarity he had was about to fade away. He was really becoming a mere mortal, now he couldn’t even remember that he was once the King of Reincarnation.

Years of vicissitudes have passed, half a year of changes have taken toll, his progeny abundant, his life wasn’t luxuriously wealthy, but at least he had no worries for food and drink.

Yet the older he got, the more remote his chances of awakening became.

This was not the outcome Jiang Hui wished to see.

If a gentle approach didn’t work, then he would have to force the issue.

He had hoped that the King of Reincarnation would come to a self-realization and be able to take hold of his past Dao Fruit to return once again. Now that seemed impossible, fortunately, he had the power to intervene, and the intervention wouldn’t affect the authentication of the Token’s identity, but as for other potential impacts, Jiang Hui wasn’t sure.

After all, the situation of the King of Reincarnation and Shen Zhinan was different, the latter might perpetually degenerate into the small hell of his own nightmares without intervention.

By then, with the death of the physical body and the soul unable to be located, the gateway to the miniature hell in reality would open completely, subsequently affecting reality, and Jiang Hui would have to clean up an even bigger mess.

…

In a small bamboo hut.

The King of Reincarnation with white hair lying at his temples was half lying back, leaning to one side on a Taishi Chair beneath him.

The Taishi Chair rocked gently, the whole person appeared quite comfortable.

Now, he had already reached the age of sixty years.