Walker Of The Worlds

Chapter 2912: A Message From Afar

The weight of gravity pressed down on Lin Mu as he stood in one of the training courtyards, suspended in the center of a gravitational vortex heʼd woven from sixteen shifting anchor points. Dust hovered mid-air. His robes fluttered like leaves caught in a silent storm, yet his body remained still—like a star at the center of orbit.

Then he felt a presence approaching.

Lin Muʼs eyes opened.

A monk in pale green robes bowed with quiet reverence at the edge of the field. The robe bore the subtle lotus sigil of the Green Lotus Temple, but this monk was unfamiliar. While Lin Mu had seen many monks in the temple, he couldnʼt say for sure he knew each and everyone of them.

”Benefactor Lin Mu,” the monk said with clasped hands, ”a message has arrived for you—from the temple, but not of it.”

Lin Mu raised a brow and stepped out of the vortex. With a wave of his hand, the pressure field collapsed into silence.

The monk held out a lacquered wooden box.

Lin Mu took it with some curiosity—only for his expression to shift the moment his eyes fell on the crest engraved on the lid.

A stylized Virgo constellation, depicted with intricate star-like studs of silver.

His grip unconsciously tightened.

”The Great Kang Clan…” he murmured. ”Lady Kang?”

He hadnʼt been in contact with her for… years now. Not since leaving the Rust Sky World and stepping onto his wandering path. Not since diving into the Verdant lands of the Jui World, the cursed Osteri World, and finally arriving here at the monastery under a collapsing sky.

A drop of sweat trickled down his brow.

He had… not written even once.

”Ah… I may be in trouble,” he muttered and carefully sat down, setting the box before him with uncharacteristic delicacy.

With a soft breath, he undid the sealing formation and opened the lid.

Inside were several objects: a handful of storage treasures, neatly arranged in a jade-lined compartment, and a single jade slip, its luster warm and refined—obviously of the highest quality.

He picked up the jade slip and pressed it to his forehead.

Lady Kangʼs voice echoed into his spiritual sense, elegant as ever—but laced with icy sharpness.

”Lin Mu.”

The name alone sent a shiver down his spine. There was no ”Fellow Daoist Lin,” no polite ”Friend Lin.” Just… ”Lin Mu.”

”Do you intend to vanish completely from the face of the world? You leave without word, ignore all attempts to reach you, and perhaps disappear into some spatial black hole for years.”

He winced.

”You better be dead, I said to myself. Because if youʼre not, and simply ignoring me, I will throw you into the heart of a star.”

”Unfortunately, Daoist Chu confirmed that you are, in fact, alive.”

There was a pause in the message, as if she was giving him time to feel guilty. It worked.

”He has returned to the Immortal Court recently and informed me of your situation. That you are in the Silent Lotus world and may have isolated all communication around you… Hmph. I suppose that is an acceptable excuse. Barely.”

Thankfully Lin Mu had kept the man updated about his state, though not his time in the Great Burden Monastery. Daoist Chu probably told her about Lin Muʼs meditative state and trance which was a decent enough excuse.

Lin Mu coughed lightly in the real world, sheepish.

”I sent several messages, but none reached you. So Iʼve resorted to sending this package through a few people that owed me a favor. If youʼre reading this, it worked.”

”Now listen well.”

”I donʼt know what madness youʼve gotten yourself tangled in this time, but I know you. As per our past agreements and business deals Iʼm sending you your profits.”

”In the storage rings, Iʼve sent over the following:

— Several rare body cultivation resources from the Eternal Blacksmith Sect including the Earth Pulse Origin Pearl.

— Two doses of Primordial Metal Essence, extracted from a Meteor that came from the Farlands.

— A large amount of Immortal Stones and Immortal Essence crystals as payment for the Mortal Reminder Arrows, Herbsbane Arrows and your unique wine recipe.

— And a few more materials… things I thought you might like.”

”Iʼve also sent some news and intel in the next two jade slips. Read it after youʼve calmed down.”

”Lastly… you owe me. I donʼt know where fate will take us next and when weʼll meet again, but donʼt disappear again.”

”...You idiot.”

The message faded, and Lin Mu sat still, jade slip falling to his lap.

He hadnʼt realized how heavy that guilt was—until her voice brought it crashing down. Not even gravity compared.

”She still thinks of me,” he whispered softly.

He stared at the box for a long time before picking up one of the storage rings. Inside were exactly what she had promised: immensely rare treasures that would take decades to find under normal circumstances. Lin Mu could already feel his body responding to the Primordial Metal Essence, its pull like that of a long-lost brother.

He opened the second jade slip, noting it was filled with intelligence reports—movements of sects, shifting powers within the Immortal Court, rumors of growing instability in the southern territories, and even faint whispers of something stirring in the Distant Abyssal Worlds of the Farlands.

It was a treasure trove of news. A reminder of the world beyond the monastery.

He kept the third jade slip for later, which he reckoned probably had information about the mission Lady Kang had commissioned him for.

He sighed and stood, glancing toward the sky.

Not long after, Lin Mu sat with the abbot and explained the arrival.

”So, she found you at last,” the old monk said with a faint smile. ”She must care deeply.”

”Perhaps,” Lin Mu muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.

”The karmic threads around you are always tangled,” the abbot said. ”But perhaps that is what gives you strength.”