Chapter 1246: Origin of the Mother Stream 2

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Although our surroundings are all wild mountainous areas, I believe that as long as you live here, there will be people who follow suit quickly,” Pera smiled while speaking. “The powerhouses who belong to the level of the Suppressors can befriend others easily even if they have minor flaws. Whether you’re looking at the aspect of exchanging resources or close protection, as long as you have the support of a mainstay powerhouse, you can’t be more secure than that.” He gazed at Nine-Tailed Fox and the other two women profoundly when he said this.

“What are you looking at? We’re indeed planning to stay near Garen but it’s not for that reason!” Nine-Tailed Fox remained silent but Kong Xinxue piped up arrogantly instead.

Pera paid her no mind. However, he was not the only one gazing at the three women as the members of the accompanying entourage around him were looking on in a faintly dubious manner as well.

“Your Excellency the Sword Master, do you require any slaves? There are members of the local Kachusha clan who have reproduced here, and their physical appearance and features are similar to us humans. Although their IQ is slightly lower, they naturally possess loyal personalities and can be considered as a pretty good breeding race.”

“It doesn’t matter, I don’t think that I’ll be staying here for long.” Garen shook his head and declined. The threat of the Depletion of the Mother Stream made him feel an unprecedented sense of urgency. Perhaps viewing the Origin of the Mother Stream would help him. However, he had to know everything fairly well before he could discover what type of path he would thread on in the future.

“Is that so? That’s truly a shame,” said Pera sympathetically. The silver platform descended slowly before Garen and the others walked off and stood before the doorway of a silver palace that was shaped like the top of an onion. He turned back to look at Pera and the others.

“Thank you very much for arranging everything. Please thank Pure Jade Clan King for me. We’ll definitely have a drink together in his free-time when he returns,” said Garen in a casual but polite manner. The other party’s alias clearly indicated that he came from the Immortal Hero World. Therefore, it was traditionally not seen as a taboo for them to drink alcohol together to display gratitude.

“I will surely relay this message.” Pera cupped his hands in salute. “Cocosher will live near you as well so you can seek for her directly if you have any questions or require anything. I’ll take my leave now.”

The platform soared into the sky, taking Pera and the others away before leaving into the distance.

Garen glanced around his surroundings. There were vast stretches of pine trees, and pine needles and nuts covered the ground in thick layers. A few squirrels scurried around, unafraid of people at all. Occasionally, a squirrel that was holding a pine nut would crouch on the ground and stare at Garen and the others blankly.

“Your Excellency?”

Cocosher walked beside Garen and whispered, “There are more than a thousand rooms in the palace. Would you permit the three others and me to live here with you?”

Garen returned to his senses.

“I’ll allow it. You can arrange everything on your own because I might not be staying here for long.”

After experiencing the manner of Lighthouse, his mood was not as excited as he had imagined before.

The Depletion of the Mother Stream would not only result in the discontinuation of his future. Additionally, other related phenomena would probably appear as well. The thing that he was most concerned about now was not his dwelling place in Lighthouse but the issue of finding his own goal and way out instead.

As Transmigrators, they would constantly encounter endless rebirths and reincarnations. This was a type of passive process. If they were unable to grasp this process smoothly or extend each of their lives to the best of their abilities to improve their own souls, the Transmigrators would gradually lose their previous memories as time passed and the number of their reincarnations increased. Moreover, they would also gradually lose more of their Soul Energy to the point where it would be rinsed out completely and transformed into countless nutrients in the universe that would disappear in time and space.

“What methods must I use to achieve eternity? Those who are powerful enough to reach the True Soul level aren’t spared from the threat of encountering depletion.” Garen pondered deeply.

It was because of him feeling insecure initially that got him to thread on the path of martial arts. However, these feelings weakened and disappeared after a period of time. Unfortunately, now with the news of the Depletion of the Mother Stream, these insecure feelings resurfaced once again.

He did not know why he wanted to proceed forward continuously. However, he felt that constantly strengthening his own body would temporarily fill the hole in the depths of his heart that was left by these uneasy feelings.

This normal-looking palace named Sword Master Palace was finally established near the third level of the circular plaza’s trade section.

There were only a few people who knew about this. The news agencies sent beautiful women to try and interview Garen. Unfortunately, they discovered that the main door was tightly sealed and no one responded even when they tried to announce themselves to gain entry. Hence, they were forced to leave with nothing.

Information on Garen’s origins was trending within Lighthouse for a few days before it was immediately brushed aside by other gossip news regarding the other Suppressors.

As time passed, the number of guests who came to visit Garen increased greatly.

Nine-Tailed Fox and Kong Xinxue kept to their words. After staying here for a few days, they went to the fourth level where the library section was located before they found jobs as managers there.

Garen had visited the fourth level once as well. The library section kept books of various power systems that were all very rudimentary. They were nothing but the most basic methods of operation for the various laws of the universe. As a first-rate martial artist, he already possessed a realm of his personal experiences that also stemmed from the Slayer’s diverse killing moves and close combat techniques. His great comprehension of a good deal of strength experiences allowed him to easily abandon a few paths that were connected to the books in the library.

After all, they merely served as popular items that were used to satisfy and guide many people who had recently transmigrated. The library section mostly sold various functional objects that could only be used once. Meanwhile, the information in the library was mainly used by the people who used communication devices to engage in long-range remote-controlling between various worlds.

Garen glanced through the information but was ultimately uninterested. His grade was too high now while these things were overly shallow. They were of no help to him at all.

They served no purpose except for increasing his reading experiences somewhat.

Kong Xinxue and Nine-Tailed Fox left quickly because they were merely here to take advantage of him. Nonetheless, they could contact Garen anytime because they had already exchanged their contact details with him.

Meanwhile, Night Water obtained mid-level authority after taking advantage of Garen’s position and using her powerful connections to intimidate others in the library section. Since she could view mid-level information regarding strength systems now, she moved out happily after vowing solemnly to Garen that they were both even now because the debts between them were reasonably paid off. Not long after, she found herself a boyfriend with wings on his back.

Only Cocosher stayed. It was clear that this woman had impure motives because she took care of Garen every day as if she was his wife. She was clearly planning to keep a tight grip on such a good catch.

She managed most of the tasks inside the palace.

Meanwhile, Garen had a constant stream of visitors. He attempted to find a companion that came from the same Earth as himself among these Transmigrators. Unfortunately, he could not find one as none of the Transmigrators had even heard of a scenario where two of them originated from the same place.

The parallel space was too vast. As numerous Transmigrators from earth had converged here, the probability of finding one who coincidentally came from the same place as he was as likely as getting smashed by a meteor when he was walking on the street.

Other than humans, there were also other races among the visitors. The powerhouses from the Many-Eyed Clan and Many-Limbed Clan who came to visit him where also from the same Mother Stream System as Garen.

Garen put on a welcoming face when he was visited by guests of the same race as himself. After the initial contact, he understood the powerhouses of the Mother Stream System within Lighthouse even more.

None of them were of the Demon Lord Level.

There were two people who belonged to the Army Level. After that, most of them were in the General Level followed by the Division Level and Guardian Level. Although there were only a few of the last two in Lighthouse, their base numbers in the various worlds were very high. It was also impossible to calculate the specific quantity. However, since many people had embellished their Mother Stream Systems, it was difficult to make a distinction.

These powerhouses came forward to ask for guidance humbly when they discovered that Garen belonged to the Demon Lord Level of the Mother Stream System. Those in the General Level asked him to teach them how to break through to the Army Level, while those in the Army Level sought guidance on how to break through to the Demon Lord Level.

The path of the Mother Stream System was actually very simple. Those who had achieved the Demon Lord Level and obtained the foundation of their own Soul Rings could upgrade their Soul Ring through plundering. Previously, they would only be at that stage where they could solidify their foundations. As their foundations grew stronger, it would become more likely for them to absorb and plunder the Soul Rings of others in the Demon Lord Level. However, Garen was different. As the properties of his own Soul Ring carried devouring abilities, the probability of his absorption was many times higher than the others in the Demon Lord Level. Unfortunately, his other abilities were unlike many of the other Demon Lords.

He was reflecting on the Army-Level individual in the Many-Eyed Clan.

There were many Demon Lords who possessed extremely powerful annihilation-type destruction abilities. Some of them were special abilities such as super long-range attacks like Black Sethe’s previous near-death effect that could dull all creatures. However, Garen’s abilities were unusually normal. The only Devour ability that he possessed did not include increment effects. Hence, his actual combat was truly weaker than some of the other Demon Lords in the same situation.

Garen had discovered this point on his own.

In the world of the Four Great Cornerstones, he had always been suppressing his opponents with his Soul Ring Energy and standing on the advantageous side.

However, when he was really about to encounter the Slayer, he would discover that his opponent’s abilities were extremely overpowered and one of his Soul Rings could be countered with many of his enemy’s own. This was the true difference in strength between them.

Garen decided to proceed with viewing the Origin of the Mother Stream after experiencing the initial stages of Lighthouse and understanding them fully.

Other than the Thirteen Ultimate Origins, there was nothing else here that could help him.

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“The Origin of the Mother Stream, huh… Those are the supreme and paramount sources of recorded information. I had previously accumulated a lot of Contribution Points over a long period of them to view that information once,” discussed Hawthorn of the Many-Eyed Clan who was sitting on the opposite side of Garen. “It’s unfortunate that I could not remember anything other than a stretch of light. I could only feel as if something was constantly beckoning me kindly. It was asking if I wanted to stop concerning myself with anything else and break through all of my restraints to cast myself there.”

Hawthorn’s name was not actually Hawthorn. Garen had merely given him this nickname because the pronunciation of his name was very similar to the Chinese hawthorn fruit. As an Army Level powerhouse of the Mother Stream, Hawthorn and Garen could be considered as kindred spirits. He came over frequently to discuss the news of Ancient Endor and Void Creatures with Garen. He had taken great pains to establish a large army of thirteen General Levels, fifty-two Division Levels, and a few thousand Guardian Levels. They were all clan members who had followed him each step of the way and grown together as a family. Therefore, he was much better than Garen in terms of gathering information.

“What happened after that?” Garen was playing a game of chess on his own. He used both his left and right hands to play while listening carefully.

“I woke up after that. I wasted one million Contribution Points without gaining a single thing.” The six eyes on Hawthorn’s head blinked helplessly in synchronization. His eyes were formed in a particular manner. There were two straight lines on both sides of his face with three eyes on each side that descended in size from the top to the bottom. They blinked of pale green light.

“Later, I inferred that it was very likely that my Soul Seed wasn’t strong enough. Thus, it was overly affected by the Soul Beckoning which made it fully impossible for it to be free enough to detect other things. Hence, you should probably be much stronger than us before you proceed to view the records.”

“Have you understood the situation with the Void Creatures slightly better?” asked Garen while changing the subject.

“A little bit. We’re currently worried about the Depletion of the Mother Stream. However, there are probably at least over ten thousand years between now and the Depletion of the Mother Stream. It is completely unnecessary for us to worry about these things so early on because the True Souls would never just sit and wait for death. When the time comes, the things that are completely impossible will be transformed into things that can be done.” Hawthorn disapproved of Garen’s worries. “Rumor has it that they’ve established six associates. One of my friends came looking for me a while ago in hopes that I could contact a few of the Ancient Endorian important figures. I told him frankly that after being mixed up in this for so many years, you are the only Demon Lord Level Warlock that I’ve encountered, Brother Saber. I haven’t seen any others. Ancient Endor has declined for far too long.”

“It has been impossible for the Mother Stream’s Oath to restrain us as well. You can see that it’s already very likely the Depletion of the Mother Stream is right in front of us. After a span of more than ten thousand years, I’m also suspicious that the mist that is being released at the Void Creatures’ area shows that there isn’t much time left,” said Garen while furrowing his eyebrows.

“If you look at it that way, it’s true that this is very likely…” Hawthorn nodded in agreement.

Both of them were speechless for a while as the current situation had changed.

The Void Empire had found three Demon Lords of higher grades to act as their associated representatives. However, the Ancient Endorian side could not even find one because their civilization had dulled long ago. Hawthorn had said that they could rebuild themselves but once the Ancient Endorian souls had formed Soul Seeds, there would be no leeway to backtrack anymore. This was because the Soul Seeds were the condensed bodies of all life forms and their Soul Wills. Once they were abandoned, they could only release Soul Seeds. Therefore, the best possibility was to lose all of their reincarnated memories. If they were slightly unfortunate, their bodies and souls would decay fully before they were turned into nourishment for the universe.

“I don’t know the exact implications of the Origins of the Mother Stream’s Soul Beckoning. However, my instincts from the Kabida Clan that I come from is telling me that the biggest secret regarding the soul of the Mother Stream is probably hidden there,” sighed Hawthorn.

“Is that why you exhausted all your efforts and put yourself and your family on the line initially?” laughed Garen.

“Yes, I owed a huge amount of debts in the end and didn’t even gain anything. I walked out while my mind was still entirely blank,” said Hawthorn helplessly.

“I’m going to the High Hall tomorrow. I’ve already submitted a request today in advance so that I can go there later. A certain amount of time is required beforehand for the preparatory work there,” Garen said indifferently.

“I can only wish you good luck then.” It was clear that Hawthorn did not think highly of Garen.

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