Walker Of The Worlds

Chapter 2561  Digested Memories

While the Temple Head didn't tell the Hall Master and the other elders exactly why, he did make it clear that the Immortal Court wouldn't have much to tempt Lin Mu with. He also emphasized that Lin Mu's wishes were to be respected, and that under no circumstances could he be coerced.

The Temple Head's position in the Immortal Court was even higher than the Hall Master's, so his words carried significant weight. None of the elders dared question him. However, they couldn't help but harbor their own suspicions about Lin Mu's background. His talents and achievements were far too extraordinary for someone with such an unassuming profile. Despite their curiosity, they chose not to probe further, knowing it could lead to unintended consequences.

For the elders, it didn't make sense to risk offending a promising talent like Lin Mu, especially one who seemed destined for greatness.

Unbeknownst to them, Lin Mu had a secret backing far beyond their comprehension. Xukong, was Lin Mu's mentor and guardian. The Temple Head, aware of this monumental fact, had kept it strictly confidential. It was a truth he would only reveal to those worthy of such knowledge or those who shared a connection with Xukong.

Even Envoy Liu, who was a Spatial Master, only knew fragments of the truth. His understanding was limited to the context of their shared discipline. Though he wasn't connected to one of the Five Spatial Lord legacies, his deep respect for them ensured his discretion. The secrecy surrounding Lin Mu's origins was an additional layer of protection, ensuring no one underestimated or took advantage of him.

Still, the Temple Head believed it was advantageous for Lin Mu to maintain a cordial relationship with the Immortal Court. An amicable bond could provide Lin Mu with a valuable safety net and access to resources if needed. It was better than neutrality, as it ensured he would have allies among their ranks.

After Lin Mu received his merit plate, the other members of his group also claimed their merits. However, Lin Mu stood apart as the only one granted an actual merit plate. The others—such as Ziran and Lady Kang—were already affiliated with the Immortal Court or had strong ties to it through their existing relationships.

The Immortal Court's connection with the Great Kang Auction House was particularly noteworthy. The Kang Clan's businesses were deeply intertwined with the Immortal Court's operations. Through regular tributes and exclusive services, the Kang Clan had cultivated a close partnership with the Immortal Court. This relationship afforded them numerous privileges, including unparalleled protection for their establishments and merchant convoys.

Attacking a Kang Clan convoy was tantamount to declaring war on the Immortal Court. Such a brazen act was unthinkable, even for unorthodox cultivators and rogue factions. The consequences would be swift and devastating.

Attacking a Kang Clan convoy was tantamount to declaring war on the Immortal Court. Such a brazen act was unthinkable, even for unorthodox cultivators and rogue factions. The consequences would be swift and devastating.

With all formalities concluded, Lin Mu finally had a moment to himself.

"Finally, I was wondering when they'd be done," a voice echoed in his mind as soon as he stepped out of the Grand Palace.

"You're done?" Lin Mu replied, recognizing the familiar tone.

"I've been done for a while, but I waited until all this nonsense was out of the way," Lin Mo responded, his voice laced with impatience. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Took you long enough. I thought you'd finish earlier, considering how quickly you handled that soul fragment before," Lin Mu remarked, recalling the month-long wait.

"You're comparing a mere soul fragment to this? Processing the Withered Soul Daoist's fragmented soul—along with Yao Changying's soul—was infinitely more complex," Lin Mo explained, his tone exasperated. "But I'll be faster in the future. The more I consume, the more powerful I become, and the quicker the process gets."

"I see..." Lin Mu noted the underlying greed in Lin Mo's voice and chose to maintain a cautious stance. "So, do you have the memories now?" he asked, steering the conversation back on track.

"I do. But there's a lot. You'll want to find a place to lie down—it'll take time to absorb all of this," Lin Mo warned.

"How much is 'a lot'?" Lin Mu asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Even incomplete, these memories span at least two million years. That's far more than the sum of what's in your own head," Lin Mo revealed with a hint of pride.

"That's... quite a lot," Lin Mu admitted, realizing he had underestimated the scale of the task. "They won't affect me, will they?"

The prospect of foreign memories overwhelming his own mind was concerning. It wasn't unheard of for such influences to destabilize even the most seasoned cultivators.

"They won't. Why do you think it took me so long? Separating the original owner's ego from their memories is no easy feat," Lin Mo replied, his tone slightly indignant. "Now, they're more like books—disconnected and neutral."

"That's a relief," Lin Mu said, feeling a measure of reassurance.

Without delay, he made his way to his courtyard and sent messages to his companions, informing them that he would be resting and might not respond for a while.

Once everything was in order, Lin Mu lay down on his bed.

"Do it," Lin Mu ordered.

"Here they come!" Lin Mo said with a sinister chuckle before unleashing the flood of memories.

The moment the memories surged into Lin Mu's mind, it felt as if a sledgehammer had struck him. The intensity was overwhelming, with wave after wave of information crashing into him from all directions. His body convulsed on the bed, his muscles spasming uncontrollably as his mind struggled to process the influx.

'This is... too much,' Lin Mu thought, gritting his teeth as he fought to stay conscious. He quickly began chanting the Calming Heart Sutra, using its stabilizing effect to steady himself.

~SHUA~

The Sutra worked its magic, soothing his mind and body. The violent influx of memories subsided into a manageable flow, allowing Lin Mu to regain control.

His consciousness sank deeper into his mind, where the vast ocean of memories awaited analysis.

"This is going to take a while," Lin Mu muttered, metaphorically rolling up his sleeves as he prepared for what he knew would be a long and arduous process. Each memory was like a thread in an intricate tapestry, and he would need to sort through them one by one.

The Two Swords' memories and Ashy's memories, were a mere drop in the ocean compared to this.

For Lin Mu, this was more than just a challenge—it was an opportunity. The sheer volume of knowledge held within these memories could potentially unlock countless secrets, skills, and insights. However, the task required patience, diligence, and a steady mind.