Chapter 346: Unborn Old Mother

The Strange Immortals of Dao

Hearing Chun Xiaoman mention Scholar Lu, Champion Lu was so indignant he didn't even bother to smoke his cigarette.

"Don't even mention that jinx! How dare he steal money? If you happen to run into him, remember to tie him up and bring him back for me. I'll break his legs!"

The two carriages passed each other. Chun Xiaoman continued on towards the village. As soon as she arrived at the Bai family compound, Bai Lingmiao immediately got out and walked towards the ancestral hall. "Sister Xiaoman, please rest," she said. "I'm going to the ancestral hall to offer incense."

Chun Xiaoman looked around anxiously. She called out to Gouwa, who was walking by, "Come over here and take this carriage to the stable."

"Why me?" he protested. "Do I have 'stableman' written on my face? My wife is pregnant! I need to go stew egg custard for her!"

Chun Xiaoman extended her hand and shoved the horsewhip directly into his hand. Ignoring his protests, she hurried towards the Bai family ancestral hall.

As she stepped past the triple gates and saw rows of black spirit tablets, Chun Xiaoman's breathing became much lighter. Her eyes, filled with curiosity and apprehension, gazed at this place she had never been to before.

To be honest, apart from Bai Lingmiao, others rarely approached this place. They always whispered that it was eerie.

Seeing that Bai Lingmiao was truly just kneeling in the ancestral hall, worshipping the spirit tablets, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to look around.

Actually, there wasn't much to look at. The ancestral hall was quite empty; apart from a few objects placed along the walls, there weren't even any stools to sit on.

After glancing again at Bai Lingmiao, who was kneeling there whispering something, Chun Xiaoman's gaze swept over the objects on the tables.

As someone born into a humble family, Chun Xiaoman couldn't understand the origins of these peculiar decorations.

They were simply some strange stones placed on plates, and some brightly colored ceramics. Why did they insist on displaying these things inside the house?

After looking at each one, a palm-sized bronze ornament in the center caught Chun Xiaoman's attention.

It was three monkeys squatting side by side: one covered its ears with its hands, one covered its eyes with its hands, and one clenched its fist, hammering its own head.

"What do these three monkeys mean?" she wondered. "Why do rich people always like to have these incomprehensible objects? Still, these little monkeys are quite interesting. They're really exquisitely made."

Chun Xiaoman walked over, intending to pick up the little monkeys for a closer look. But as soon as she touched them, she was surprised to find that the three monkeys couldn't be moved.

"Hm? What's going on?" she wondered. "Are they stuck to the base?" Just as she wiggled them left and right a couple of times, the monkeys suddenly shifted to the left.

Accompanied by a rumbling sound, a large section of the adjacent spirit tablet wall shook and collapsed. A chilling black hole appeared before them.

"Father!" An agitated Bai Lingmiao rushed over, tenderly picking up the fallen spirit tablets one by one. But as she picked them up, she stopped, staring in astonishment at the black hole along with Chun Xiaoman.

As if drawn by something, Bai Lingmiao, as if by an invisible force, walked towards the opening.

A figure walked past her, entering the black hole first. "You wait here," the figure said. "I'll go in and take a look."

Not long after, Chun Xiaoman re-emerged from the opening. "There are many words written on the walls inside!" she exclaimed. "Go find Gao Zhijian!"

A short while later, Gao Zhijian, wearing half-armor with a stone slab hanging from his chest, walked into the Bai family ancestral hall. He held a heavy wolf-tooth club in his hand and looked fully armed.

"There's no need for this," someone said. "Since it's the Bai family ancestral hall, there shouldn't be any danger inside."

"J-j-just in case!" stammered the tall Gao Zhijian, blocking their way before entering first.

Inside the black hole, it was very spacious. The words carved on the wall made Gao Zhijian freeze.

"Mire originates from Chaos's dawn! White Lotus emerges, ushering in an age of glory!"

He then looked up, where some white banners printed with lotuses were still hanging.

"Isn't this the Bai family ancestral hall?" Gao Zhijian wondered. "Why would there be something like this behind a secret door?" He was very confused.

Although he didn't know what these things were, he just felt that something wasn't right.

"Don't stand in the middle of the path, blocking the way," someone urged. "Keep going down."

Hearing the urging, Gao Zhijian tightened his grip on his weapon and slowly walked deeper, step by step.

From the steps on the ground, Gao Zhijian could tell they were descending.

This secret chamber was very large, and the phrases that appeared on the walls from time to time deepened his unease.

"White Lotus descends! All people rise!"

"Wusheng Laomu! Vacuum Hometown!"

Whenever Chun Xiaoman asked what was written on the wall, he responded with a shake of his head.

After circling a few times, the stairs finally ended. A vast, dark expanse appeared before them. The green luminescent stone in their hands could only illuminate a very small area around them.

"S-s-stick to the wall!" Gao Zhijian stammered. "Be... be... careful!"

Gao Zhijian was the first to feel along the wall. As he felt, he found a book. Using the faint light, he began to read it.

The characters didn't look like modern script, but he could understand them. However, he struggled to comprehend the content.

"Gao Zhijian, what do you see?" someone urged. "Don't just look, say something! You're killing me with suspense."

Urged by his companion's patting, Gao Zhijian stammered out the content, translating it into words they could understand.

"Wusheng Laomu is the ancient Buddha of the heavens, without birth or death! She can redeem us, the inhabitants of this mortal world, and return us to the Vacuum Hometown, saving us from calamity!

All of this world should have originally belonged to Wusheng Laomu! At that time, every inch of earth and every inch of sky was the Vacuum Hometown.

We were born, grew, and aged under the care of Wusheng Laomu. Until someone betrayed her! It was the most trusted heavenly nobility by her side!

When the unspeakable army grew from Wusheng Laomu's sacred core, a group of heavenly nobility betrayed her.

They colluded with the unspeakable army and betrayed Wusheng Laomu! They killed the heavenly nobility who refused to betray her and stripped Wusheng Laomu of everything!

They discarded what they didn't want, swallowed what they needed, and finally shamelessly stood together in the position Wusheng Laomu should have occupied!

These faithless ones feared their shamelessness would be discovered, so they rewrote history, rewriting the history in everyone's hearts.

But we did not; our history will forever belong to Wusheng Laomu. We will always remember and await the moment Wusheng Laomu returns!

Wusheng Laomu has no birth and no death. It seems Wusheng has been stripped of everything by them, but this also means that Wusheng Laomu can no longer lose anything.

When a person is covered in wounds, they will never receive new ones. When an existence has been stripped of everything, they likewise can no longer be deprived of anything!

Wusheng Laomu is always trying, whether day or night, whether male or female, whether yin or yang.

Those treacherous rebels are watching; they are afraid; they are constantly obstructing Wusheng Laomu, who is with us.

They can always send their lackeys to stop us, but it doesn't matter. As long as we succeed once, Wusheng Laomu will return to her rightful place, openly and riding on six ceramic horses!

No matter how long it takes, I will wait. As the only surviving heavenly noble, even if I am killed, the son who emerges from my body will continue to wait.

If my son dies, there will be my grandson. My descendants, generation after generation, will wait forever! Wusheng Laomu, Vacuum Hometown!"