Zhu Yanyi looked at the Weak Water. It was very calm, with no ripples at all. This stillness felt dead and silent.
Zhu Yanyi raised her eyebrows slightly. "Do you feel this water feels like a place for dead spirits? It is very dead and quiet."
"You are right, Little Junior Sister," Yi Yunfei said. "The water is calm, but it feels wrong. It is too quiet."
Yan Aohan laughed. "You are smart. Millions of divine souls are buried here."
Zhu Yanyi was surprised. "Why are souls buried here?"
"Do you remember the Investiture of the Gods?" Yan Aohan asked.
"Yes, of course. That TV show played recently," Zhu Yanyi answered quickly.
"This place was the final battlefield of that war. So, having millions of souls here is normal," Yan Aohan pointed at the river. "This river became Weak Water to protect those souls."
"But didn't you say a cultivator made the barrier?" Zhu Yanyi remembered her earlier words.
Yan Aohan smiled. "Yes, a cultivator made the barrier. But I did not say he made the Weak Water."
Zhu Yanyi paused. She realized her mistake. "So, the cultivator made the barrier to keep people from disturbing the sleeping souls?"
Yan Aohan nodded. "Mostly yes. I did not study it deeply. This is also why my Yan family lives here in hiding. We protect the country, but mainly, we protect this world."
Zhu Yanyi understood. The Yan family had lived here for a long time for a reason. They protected the world, or rather, the souls sleeping here.
Zhu Yanyi sat down and looked at the Weak Water. She closed her eyes. She felt the pressure from the old wars in the silence.
These souls could not be reborn yet. But they had a place. They slept here. After a long time, they would enter the cycle of rebirth and get new bodies.
This process took a very long time. Sometimes longer than it took for cultivators to reach enlightenment.
But they did not regret it. When they fought the enemy, they knew it was for the world’s survival. Even if people forgot them later, their sacrifice allowed humans to survive.
Human survival is like a flower blooming. A seed falls into the ground and grows. It needs patience. Storms might destroy the young plants. These fallen souls protected the seeds from the storms.
As a healer, Zhu Yanyi did not have divine powers or martial strength. But she had medicine. She used medical knowledge to protect life and help humans survive. This was also her mission.
Zhu Yanyi had a sudden realization.
The people nearby saw her realization. They stopped talking. They went from shock to calm, and now to silence. They did not want to compare themselves to this girl. She was far beyond normal cultivators.
They just drank wine and ate meat, acting as guards.
"Senior Brother Tianyun, this meat pie is good. Why didn't you bring it out yesterday?" Sikong Xuran took two pieces. He gave one to Xiaotian, who sat on his shoulder.
Ouyang Tianyun glanced at Sikong Xuran. "I hid many things. I cannot take them all out at once. Also, you are picky when you have food. If you don't like it, don't eat it."
Sikong Xuran pretended not to hear. He went aside to drink wine and eat the meat pie.
Yan Aohan saw Zhu Yanyi’s realization. He sat aside and looked at the Weak Water. The water was still clear, but this clarity was not good for humans.
Two hours passed. Zhu Yanyi finished her realization. She looked at Yan Aohan, who was sitting nearby. "Aohan, why are you looking at the Weak Water?"
"The Weak Water is clearer than when I last came," Yan Aohan said, looking serious.
"Is clear Weak Water a problem?" Zhu Yanyi asked.
Yan Aohan nodded. "Clear Weak Water means souls have left. Do not underestimate this water. It has spiritual energy. It is a good place for souls to rest. When they leave, the water gets more spiritual energy. More energy makes it clearer."
"Isn't this the Yan family’s territory?" Zhu Yanyi’s meaning was clear. If something was wrong here, the Yan family would know. They would tell Yan Aohan. But she had no news. This meant the family did not know, or they were hiding it.
If they were hiding it, there was trouble inside the Yan family.
Yan Aohan nodded slightly. "Yes, this is our territory. Cross the river and the mountain ahead, and you enter the Yan family estate. We rest here today. We leave for the Yan family tomorrow."
If the Yan family had problems, Yan Aohan would destroy them. He created the Yan family. If his creation disobeyed him, it was useless to keep it.
Zhu Yanyi nodded. "If a soul leaves the Weak Water, where does it go? Will it come to our plane?"
Souls were powerful even as spirits. Zhu Yanyi knew from Yan Aohan that her plane was not very safe. She had selfish thoughts. She did not want her plane to be in danger.
Yan Aohan shook his head slightly. "No, they will not come to our plane. Even if they recover and leave the Weak Water, they need a lot of spiritual energy. They know where to find it. They will not come to our plane."