Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld

"Since you are already here, why don’t you show yourself quickly?"

"Whoosh..."

Suddenly,

a fierce ghostly wind swept through the place.

In an instant.

Dark clouds gathered above the spirit tent, the fierce wind swept across, sand and stones flying and blinding the eyes, the canvas flapping loudly, and the sky changed suddenly.

"What’s happening?"

"Why did the wind suddenly start?"

"Be careful!"

Everyone’s faces changed drastically as they covered their eyes to avoid the sand and wind.

In the chaos.

A wisp of ghostly wind silently entered Elder Jia’s body by following the mana’s finger seal in the field, his body stiffened, and his eyes turned pitch black in an instant.

When he returned to normal, his expression had already changed.

His features were still the same, his appearance unchanged, but the feeling he gave was as if he had become a different person.

The slightly lowered eyelids, the loose corners of his lips, the relaxed brows, and that familiar yet compassionate look all made Wang Hu dumbstruck.

"..."

He opened his mouth, suddenly tears poured down like rain:

"Mother?"

"My son!"

’Elder Jia’ trembled, took a step forward and hugged Wang Hu tightly, his eyes filled with tears as he said softly:

"My son has come!"

"Mother!"

Wang Hu’s body shook, tears and snot flowing instantly:

"Mother!"

"Son came late!"

"Son came too late!"

No need to ask more, nor to answer, just by seeing that familiar expression, he knew that the person in front of him was his own mother.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately:

"Mother!"

"Your son is unfilial! Your son is unfilial!"

"It’s not your fault, it’s not your fault." ’Elder Jia’ also cried like rain, bending over to hold Wang Hu’s head and sobbing, his body trembling incessantly.

The two held each other’s heads and cried bitterly, momentarily forgetting everything else.

"Brother Hu."

Someone whispered a reminder:

"You should ask about the burial site."

"..." Wang Hu looked up, his eyes red, looking at ’Elder Jia’, his voice trembling as he began to speak:

"Mother?"

"I’ll listen to you." ’Elder Jia’s eyes filled with tears as he reached out to help Wang Hu tidy his hair, his eyes full of reluctance:

"As a mother, I’ll listen to you."

"Mother!"

Wang Hu’s body stiffened, allowing the other to smooth his hair and tidy his clothes until ’Elder Jia’ reluctantly waved at him.

"Mother?"

"Mother!"

Wang Hu reached out, but what he encountered was Elder Jia’s blank face.

Elder Jia touched his face, only feeling a patch of wetness, completely unaware of what had just happened, only knowing that his consciousness had sunk.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Wang Hu’s face fully filled with sadness.

He instinctively asked:

"What just happened?"

"Third Master." Xiao Liu approached and spoke in surprise:

"You were just possessed by the ghost... Granny Six?"

What?

Elder Jia’s body trembled, a complex emotion surfaced in his heart, his eyes showed a mixture of sadness and fear, and for a moment he was lost.

"Brother Hu!"

Someone stepped forward, speaking in a low voice:

"We all heard the old lady just now, she said to listen to you, so if that’s the case, she can be brought back for burial."

"That’s right!"

"That’s how it should be."

The few people watching nearby nodded repeatedly. It was the words of a ’ghost’, if there was deception, it might bring divine retribution.

For a moment.

The Jia Family members looked at each other in disbelief.

Jia Qiang’s face was particularly gloomy, his hands tightly clenched but he dared not say more.

"Let it go."

Wang Hu knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the coffin in front of him, smiling bitterly:

"If my mother goes back to stay by my father’s side, it would also be suffering. These years she has been quite comfortable in the Jia Family, which allows me to feel at ease outside."

"She..."

"Would likely not wish to return."

Saying this, he slowly lowered his head, his eyes red as tears fell again.

"Mother said to listen to me, it’s because she pities me, how can I let her go back and suffer? It’s just a little more travel, just lighting an incense stick more."

"Buried at..."

"The Jia Family then!"

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Wang Hu donned mourning clothes and set off along with the Jia Family members.

The sound of the suona resonated once more.

The crowd followed the team carrying the coffin, their gazes occasionally cast towards Elder Jia, whispering among themselves with varying expressions.

Elder Jia kept his head down, his brows furrowed, his mind replaying the scenes of the ghost possession earlier.

Are there really ghosts?

But all these years, he’d been following the ancestral steps of performing walking techniques, never truly possessed by a ’ghost’.

What was different about today?

As a ’divine stick’, though he had ancestral teachings, dabbling in divine ghostly rituals, yet he still held doubts about the existence of ghosts in the world.

After all,

If they exist, why has he never seen one?

Hmm?

His brow twitched, he discreetly looked over where Fang Zheng was, his eyes flashing with suspicion.

’When I lost consciousness being possessed, it seemed I saw Daoist Fang making a seal technique, chanting something.’

’Could it be...’

Elder Jia’s heart stirred, stepping forward to walk alongside Fang Zheng, whispering:

"Daoist, about today’s matter..."

"Elder Jia is truly skilled, to even invite a divine presence, today I, a humble Daoist, am quite impressed." Fang Zheng chuckled lightly, cupping his hands:

"Admirable! Admirable!"

"You jest, Daoist." Elder Jia shook his head with a bitter smile, then gritted his teeth and said:

"To be honest, I’ve studied ’techniques’ all my life, but never truly had a divine presence, was today your doing, Daoist?"

"Tap..." Fang Zheng’s steps paused, turning his head to see Elder Jia’s serious gaze, he sighed softly:

"It’s already over, why investigate further, Elder Jia?"

"Investigate further?" Elder Jia shook his head, his voice complex:

"You may not know, Daoist, I’ve spent my whole life on this, yet have not found true fate, only posing as a ’divine stick’, fooling others."

"Others say my cultivation is profound, but only I understand, I’m just a deceiver who knows how to comfort others!"

"Today, to witness true skill..."