Chapter 1193: Relieved

What about that massive piece of Roshen Armor? How could that fiendish armor, which had caused so much upheaval and disaster on the Goldenflame Plain, be so easily subdued by this fellow?

Moreover, Fu Liushan knew that this item could not be put into a storage space. Originally, the only way to take it was to wear it.

Originally.

Clearly, He Lingchuan hadn't worn it; instead, he had forcibly taken it using some other method. A Celestial Master is adept at subduing ghosts and monsters and knows there are many strange items in this world with bizarre and diverse effects. He Lingchuan was likely using one of them.

“I will purify it.”

Fu Liushan's expression was slightly dazed. “Purify?” Purify the Roshen Armor?! He himself had purified many evil artifacts, so he found it even more unbelievable. “A thousand years! This thing has accumulated who knows how much evil karma. How much virtue do you possess to purify it?”

“If there’s anyone in this world who can deal with it, it’s me,” He Lingchuan said with a compassionate air, as if proclaiming, 'If not me, then who?' He patted Fu Liushan’s shoulder. “You won’t go wrong if you trust Ah Xun’s words.”

“If you don't hand the fiendish armor over to me, who will be the second Fu Tianlin to sacrifice himself to seal it? You?”

Dong Rui listened silently from the side. He clearly understood the meaning of “purify,” but he just felt that He Lingchuan was trying to fool them. Based on his understanding of He Lingchuan, this matter was definitely not that simple!

“…” Fu Liushan wore an expression that screamed, 'No, no, no, don’t look at me,' but he also hesitated. “This is the Roshen Armor. What if you fail…”

“One shouldn’t attempt a difficult task without the necessary ability,” He Lingchuan said seriously. “Don’t worry, the Roshen Armor will never again harm the world. The chaos and cycles it caused will also cease to exist.”

Of course, he couldn’t do it alone. But he had great confidence in the Da Fanghu.

Fu Liushan sighed. Although he was uneasy, seeing how desperately the Roshen Armor had tried to escape earlier, it was clear that it was truly afraid of He Lingchuan. It was hard to imagine that the fiendish armor, which had created countless disasters and devoured countless lives on this continent, would be so easily subdued by a young man. But for now, entrusting the Roshen Armor to the one it feared was better than sealing it in the ruins. After all, Fu Tianlin had passed away, and the intrinsic ability to resist the Roshen Armor was gone. How long could a mere Fu family seal truly hold it?

Of course, the reality was that they had already taken the armor. How could Fu Liushan possibly defeat the two of them? Unable to fight them, he had no choice but to go with the current.

“You…” Fu Liushan hesitated. “You truly won’t wear it?” He wasn't making a lot of empty boasts, only to secretly try it on later, was he? After all, who could resist the temptation of being “unbeatable in battle”?

He Lingchuan chuckled, “I know what true invincibility means. A mere fiendish armor is still a very long way from that. Otherwise—” He continued, word by word: “Why has the turmoil on the Goldenflame Plain not ended for a thousand years?”

If someone could become invincible by wearing the Roshen Armor, why hasn’t the Goldenflame Plain been unified yet?

“Your mind is quite clear,” Fu Liushan grumbled. “I hope you can remain this clear-headed.”

He Lingchuan asked Fu Liushan, “Your ancestral task was to seal the Roshen Armor. Now that the armor is gone, what do you plan to do?”

“Yes, what will I do now? I’m free!” Fu Liushan spread his hands, then slowly stretched his arms behind his head. “Ah, what a relief!” He looked utterly relieved.

He whistled, and his horse trotted out from the woods.

Dong Rui asked him, “You’re also from the Ying people, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” Fu Liushan tugged at his ear. “My ancestors were elders of the Ying tribe back then. After Fu Tianlin sacrificed himself to suppress the fiendish armor, most of the Ying people migrated away from the Goldenflame Plain. Only my ancestors’ family remained. The old man said that the Ying people had done too many foolish things, and our family, at least, had to make some compensation to accumulate virtue for the Ying tribe. Besides, Fu Tianlin alone might not have been able to suppress the Roshen Armor, so we had to help him. In short, our branch stayed, mainly practicing as Celestial Masters. Every generation had to come here to sweep the graves and repair the seals. However, the past few generations didn’t fare well, and now I’m the only one left of the Fu family.”

“Remarkable,” He Lingchuan said, slightly moved. “I had originally thought the Goldenflame Plain was truly a godforsaken land; I didn’t expect to find people like you here.”

Fu Tianlin’s self-sacrifice to suppress the armor was truly impressive. And for Fu Liushan’s branch of Ying descendants to remain on the Goldenflame Plain, generation after generation, to fulfill a promise—their spirit was indeed admirable. Survival on this land was not easy; the Fu family now had only Fu Liushan remaining. He Lingchuan immediately thought of Fang Canran. So, there truly were certain powers that could span across time and space, enduring endlessly.

“Oh, it’s not that great,” Fu Liushan waved his hand dismissively. “I’ve just been getting by, and I’m still a bachelor. No wife, no kids, sigh!”

“If you can truly purify the Roshen Armor, I will be free, and so will my descendants forever—if I ever have any.” He cupped his hands at He Lingchuan. “You are my family’s great benefactor!”

After more than 160 years, the Fu family’s ancestral burden finally ended with his generation! From now on, he too could embrace his new life.

He Lingchuan smiled without speaking.

“But if you can’t—” Fu Liushan slowly swung himself onto his horse. “I’ll come looking for you.”

That was his duty.

“Now that your burden is gone, Brother Fu, will you still remain on the Goldenflame Plain?” He Lingchuan chuckled. “Why not follow the Ying people westward? There are wide-open spaces there.”

“Westward? No,” Fu Liushan shook his head. “I’m a Celestial Master. If I don’t stay on the Goldenflame Plain, where would I go to catch ghosts? Haven’t you heard the saying, 'Every land supports its own people'? The Goldenflame Plain might not be as bad as you imagine.”

With that, he gave the reins a slight shake. The horse, without needing his command, slowly walked forward. Fu Liushan waved to them, then disappeared into the darkness in the distance.

“Let’s go, we’ll find Sanwei,” He Lingchuan called to Dong Rui, then turned and headed toward Red Bean Ridge. Their main task for the night wasn’t finished yet. What he had just called “purification” was nothing but nonsense. Purification? The Roshen Armor had simply been devoured by the Divine Bone Necklace!

When he fought Fu Tianlin, the Divine Bone Necklace had been scalding hot the entire time, so eagerly that it was practically shouting at him: “Quick, quickly, shove me in!”

He Lingchuan had repeatedly weighed whether to take this fiendish armor for his own use. First, he wasn’t sure how sinister the Roshen Armor truly was, nor how much resentment and fear it had absorbed on the Goldenflame Plain. Second, He Lingchuan also knew very well that he himself was not yet fearless and without dread.

From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear. Deep in his heart, fear and underlying concerns still lingered, and he was unwilling to undergo the Roshen Armor’s trial.