Chapter 107: Vision
Yue Linhai ignored the female corpse that had sunk to the bottom and just stared unblinkingly at Zhang Qian’s expression, trying to read emotions like disappointment or frustration from it.
Unfortunately, he didn’t get his wish, because there was no extra expression on Zhang Qian’s face. If anything, there was probably a hint of regret?
Zhang Qian really seemed unaffected by this speech, still maintaining a good mindset.
However, Yue Linhai wasn’t giving up yet and bluntly struck: “Did you not understand what I just said, or are you simply unwilling to believe it?”
“I’ve even displayed the evidence for you. Those myths and legends are all fake. The strongest batch of gods are all Ghost Controllers, so cultivators simply don’t exist.”
“Although you’re a bit special, you’re just a Ghost Controller with some strength, and you have no relationship at all with the cultivators in novels and stories. Your teacher just didn’t want to tell you the real secret, so he deceived you with this lame lie. Got it?”
Spitting out a long string of words in one breath, Yue Linhai didn’t even seem to need to catch his breath.
It was the kind where he really wasn’t breathing.
You’re in such a hurry…
Zhang Qian secretly clicked his tongue but didn’t say it out loud.
He just shook his head slightly, then said firmly: “I understood, but I can’t agree with this view.”
“Your father did prove that one god, and even part of the myths, were played by Ghost Controllers, but how could he expand this deduction to all of human history? Did that god ever say personally that other cultivators don’t exist?”
Moreover, having a ghost in the body doesn’t mean He is a Ghost Controller. After all, Zhang Qian himself had eaten quite a few fierce ghosts. Maybe that god was just using fierce ghosts to cultivate.
But he couldn’t say that casually, or else Yue Linhai might get excited and want to dissect him.
“He…” Yue Linhai opened his mouth and realized that existence really hadn’t said such a thing.
Meeting that existence was enough to inspire awe in anyone’s heart. How could the Ghost Controllers in his father’s squad dare to proactively ask for information?
But if even gods are Ghost Controllers, isn’t that obvious?
“As expected, it’s just your father’s guess.” Zhang Qian looked at the sea, his tone already recovered to calm.
He’d thought he could get clues about other cultivators and find other ways to cultivate, but unexpectedly, he just heard about the glorious deeds of another Ghost Controller again.
Zhang Qian felt a bit regretful in his heart. He had heard of quite a few stronger ones, but unfortunately, the gap between him and them was too huge. He could only treat it as a story.
Apart from sighing that the big shots were awesome, there didn’t seem to be any gains.
You’re all so strong, can’t you casually leave some inheritance for me?
“Even if it’s a guess, it’s deduced from known clues. On the contrary, the cultivators you talk about are the baseless talk, right?” Yue Linhai retorted.
“Deduction… it can only be said that everyone has different views. In my opinion, that unknown god being a Ghost Controller is actually strong evidence proving the existence of cultivators.”
Zhang Qian’s tone was full of confidence, making this seemingly nonsensical statement have a bit of persuasiveness. Not only did Xu Zheng start to believe it a little, but even Yue Linhai felt some curiosity.
Yue Linhai wasn’t necessarily trying to force Zhang Qian to collapse. After all, his starting point was just for fun. If there were other interesting things, they could attract him too.
“I’m very curious why you came to this conclusion.” Yue Linhai said, “At least normal people shouldn’t have a thought process like yours.”
“It’s very simple. That god not only proved the existence of Ghost Controllers in ancient times but also proved that gods, or rather immortals, really exist. Then those people who want to become immortals aren’t so-called Immortal Cultivators?”
“Even that god was an Immortal Cultivator before becoming a god.”
Zhang Qian said matter-of-factly.
Yue Linhai frowned, “What thing are you talking about? In the end, that god is still a Ghost Controller. Even if you give him the title of Immortal Cultivator, it doesn’t change that fact.”
“You’re wrong.”
Zhang Qian said calmly, “I’m not giving him a title. I believe the identities of Ghost Controller and Immortal Cultivator don’t conflict. Or rather, in my view, Ghost Controllers are also a type of Immortal Cultivator.”
“After all, all roads lead to Rome. On the path to becoming an immortal, there aren’t just one or two paths to choose.”
“Ghost Immortal, demon immortal, human immortal… as long as you can become an immortal, the method isn’t that important. As long as the purpose is to become an immortal, everyone can be called an Immortal Cultivator.”
“Aren’t you just changing the concept?”
Yue Linhai’s frown deepened. He’d thought Zhang Qian would say something shocking, but it turned out to be just quibbling.
Just changing the name of Ghost Controller to prove the existence of Immortal Cultivators?
Then indeed no one could argue over Zhang Qian.
“You say the methods of cultivating immortality are different, but that’s just your deduction. My father at least found evidence that gods are Ghost Controllers. Where’s your evidence?”
Zhang Qian spread his hands: “I’m the firsthand experiencer and am certain my path is different from so-called Ghost Controllers. And I’ve gone farther on this path than ordinary Ghost Controllers. I just want to find a few similar people; I’m not trying to prove anything to you.”
“If you hadn’t shared so much information before, I wouldn’t bother arguing with you. Anyway, whether you believe it or not, I am an Immortal Cultivator.”
If you believe it, that’s naturally good; if you don’t, it doesn’t matter. As long as I believe it myself.
This was Zhang Qian’s idea, as for whether he himself believed it.
Those twenty-something psychiatrists had something to say.
“Fine, then let me see how you’re different.”
Yue Linhai was somewhat angered by Zhang Qian’s stubbornness and stopped entangling in verbal debate.
Not admitting it, huh?
I want to see what makes you different…
Yue Linhai narrowed his eyes at Zhang Qian, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
The next moment.
The world in his eyes immediately underwent a earth-shaking change.
The colors of the entire world instantly became chaotic, with black and white messily intersecting.
Like mixing two paints together and stirring, but without fusing, various complex and bizarre images filled the space. Just a fleeting glimpse was enough to make one dizzy.
However, Yue Linhai was clearly prepared and closed his eyes in advance, waiting for the surroundings to stabilize.
At his side, most things began to dim: the cloak on Ghost Pushes Person, Xu Zheng standing beside the fierce ghost, even the lantern hanging on the covered bridge…
These things were all affected, their remaining colors fading bit by bit, leaving only pure white.
And this influence continued to spread, the range growing larger with time.
