Chapter 203: Pre-Marital Drinking
Autumn was in full force, and the crisp air was thick with the scent of wet earth. Rain poured down in torrents as though the heavens had split open. The relentless downpour drenched everything in sight, and I huddled atop Speedy's massive turtle shell.
Despite the rain, Speedy moved steadily, his hulking form unaffected by the storm. His steps were slow but deliberate, trudging uphill without pause.
We were still in the middle of nowhere, walking casually without a care in the world. I kept the rain from directly hitting us with a translucent jade umbrella-shaped construct I'd formed above us.
The only sound in the otherwise silent landscape was the relentless drumming of rain on soaked earth, trees, and everything in its path. Beneath me, Speedy's large turtle feet squelched heavily with each step, sinking into the muddy ground before pulling free with a wet, sucking noise. The rhythmic squelching and the rain's steady beat formed a strangely hypnotic rhythm.
As we traveled, I read through the research notes I had copied, casting a secondary barrier around the notebook to shield it from the rain.
The notes were interesting, though they were mostly useless to Qi Gathering Cultivators like me.
They described a method for creating a corpse or body suitable for a soul to take over. By imbuing an immortal technique into a corpse and transferring his soul and consciousness into it, the Eternal Grave Immortal had hoped to trick the heavens into considering him dead.
It was an experiment aimed at deceiving the heavens. Since the notes were found in the middle of nowhere, it was likely the experiment had failed.
Still, the research notes of an immortal were fascinating. They offered a glimpse into the mindset of these beings, who, for all their monstrous tendencies, were human in their own way. The Eternal Grave Immortal detailed his inspirations and observations, searching for anything that might aid him in his quest.