Chapter 643 — Twenty Thousand Years of Bloodline Legacy
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Suddenly the Second Ancestor said in a bitter voice, "Master, since you possess better and higher arts and abilities, why did you not pass them on to me? Why did you not pass them on to the world? Do you think the people you saved were all mortals, all lowly commoners, unworthy of the arts here?"
He could not help but question him loudly, sneering, "Yes, you are the Human Emperor revered by all races. We are merely the lowly commoners and mortals you rescued, not as noble as your bloodline. You are an imperial prince, high and exalted. We are unworthy of your arts! If you had wanted to pass them on, why did you not do so twenty thousand years ago?"
He could not hold back the bitterness in his heart and cried out, "Do you know? After you left, I fought the heavens alone. I battled desperately, and how many times was I nearly beaten to death? But because of that broken seal you gave me, I held on. I felt I was Human Emperor, that I should do something for the human race! Teach me! Why don't you teach me!"
The First Ancestor was wooden.
The Second Ancestor pointed at the Human Emperors of past generations behind him and said sternly, "They too inherited that broken seal of yours. For an ideal you would not even deign to look at, they struggled their whole lives, fought their whole lives, poured out their life's blood! Many of them never married, never had children, never had descendants, all for fear that the title of Human Emperor would drag down their descendants, for fear that love and romance would hinder the cause of the Human Emperor! But you? You hid your whole life, hid for twenty thousand years—you failed us!"
The First Ancestor's body trembled. He shook his head. "I could not pass them on. So few people remain from the Kaihuang era. I could not pass them on to you. If I did, once you became a threat, you would be annihilated."
He raised his head, his eyes brimming with murky tears. "To pass them on to you would be to harm you. I could not pass them on..."
The Second Ancestor was wooden. After a long while, he said bitterly, "Now we are already dead, with only our primordial spirits left. What use is it to pass them on to us now?"
The First Ancestor buried his head in the crook of his arm and said in a hoarse voice, "There are many bodies in Yuming Palace. They died too quickly, and their bodies were preserved. You... each of you, seize a body and be reborn. Human Emperor Shen needs you. He alone deserves to be called Human Emperor... Go! Go! Do not let me see you!"
The Second Ancestor and the Human Emperors of past generations stood dazed. Suddenly the Second Ancestor bowed down. "Teacher!"
The other Human Emperors bowed one after another. When they raised their heads, the First Ancestor Human Emperor had covered his face and departed.
"Will the First Ancestor come back?" asked Yishan.
The Second Ancestor's heart was heavy. He said, "He may have seen hope in Human Emperor Shen, but he does not want to see us seize the bodies of his old friends and be reborn in them. I do not know whether he will return. If he does, seeing our reborn faces will surely remind him of those old friends..."