Walker Of The Worlds

Chapter 3585: A Lineage Beyond Comprehension

Meng Bai did not hesitate.

He picked up the cup and downed the entire thing in one go.

The warmth of the tea spread through his body instantly, calming the chaotic thoughts in his mind. His shoulders relaxed slightly, and his breathing steadied. The tension in his eyes softened just enough for him to think clearly again.

Lin Mu watched this silently before speaking.

”I know you have questions,” he said. ”Ask them one by one.”

Meng Bai nodded slowly.

He lowered his gaze, thinking carefully. For a moment, it seemed like he was struggling to decide where to even begin. There were simply too many things that did not make sense anymore.

After nearly a full minute of silence, he finally spoke.

”...Master.”

His voice was quieter now, more controlled.

”Who... is my Grandmaster?”

The question hung in the air.

Meng Bai looked up, his eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. He already knew the answer would not be simple. What he had witnessed in the temple had made one thing abundantly clear.

Whatever he thought before...

It had been a gross understatement.

Lin Mu did not answer immediately.

He leaned back slightly, his expression calm but thoughtful. It was clear that he was considering how much he could say without causing unnecessary complications.

After a few seconds, he spoke.

”There are many things about my master that cannot be spoken.”

Meng Bai stiffened slightly.

Lin Mu continued, his tone steady.

”It is not a matter of secrecy for the sake of hiding information. The problem is that the world itself does not allow certain things to be spoken openly. There are Heavenly Restrictions placed upon such knowledge.”

Meng Bai’s face turned pale almost instantly.

”Heavenly... restrictions?” he repeated.

Lin Mu nodded.

”If someone hears or learns certain truths beyond what they are capable of bearing, the Heavenly Dao may react. At best, the person will suffer backlash. At worst...”

He paused briefly.

”They may die.”

The room fell silent.

Meng Bai’s hands clenched slightly as the weight of those words settled into his mind. For a brief moment, he genuinely considered whether he should even continue asking.

But then Lin Mu spoke again.

”There are still things I can tell you,” he said. ”As long as I do not go into certain details.”

Almost on cue, Little Shrubby nudged the teapot toward Meng Bai again, as if encouraging him to calm himself further. Meng Bai poured another cup, this time sipping it slowly.

The soothing effects helped him regain his composure.

He took a deep breath before asking carefully, ”What... can I know?”

Lin Mu looked at him and replied plainly.

”The name of my master cannot be spoken.”

Meng Bai nodded quickly.

”Then... I will just call him Grandmaster.”

”That is fine,” Lin Mu said.

”As for his identity...” Lin Mu continued after a brief pause, ”you may think of him as someone who stands alongside the being known as the founder of most spatial principles and skills.”

Meng Bai’s eyes widened.

That description alone was enough to shake him again.

He had heard of that figure.

Even in the limited teachings he had received, the name of the founder of spatial legacies carried immense weight. That individual was not merely a cultivator. He was a cornerstone of an entire field of cultivation.

Meng Bai swallowed before speaking, recalling what he had learned.

”The four great Spatial legacies...”

His voice steadied as he spoke from memory.

”The Legacy of Lei Gong, which specializes in spatial tools. The Legacy of Shen Shen, which specializes in realm creation. The Legacy of Jian, which focuses on spatial weaponry. And the Legacy of Wu, which focuses on offensive spatial techniques.”

He looked at Lin Mu.

”These are the foundational paths of spatial cultivation.”

Lin Mu nodded.

”That is correct.”

Meng Bai hesitated for a moment before asking, ”Then... Grandmaster is related to them?”

Lin Mu gave a faint smile.

”You could say that.”

He paused briefly before continuing.

”The founders of those four legacies can be considered the uncle disciples of my master.”

The words hit Meng Bai like a thunderbolt.

His mind blanked for a moment.

”...Uncle disciples?”

Lin Mu nodded calmly.

”In terms of seniority, they would be your uncle masters.”

Meng Bai’s entire body trembled.

For a few seconds, he could not even process what he had just heard. His understanding of hierarchy within cultivation had just been completely overturned.

The founders of the four great spatial legacies...

Beings so ancient that their existence predated many known sects and even parts of the Immortal Court’s recorded history...

And they were considered junior to Lin Mu’s master?

Which meant...

Which meant...

Meng Bai suddenly felt dizzy.

”I...” he started, but the words would not come out.

Lin Mu simply watched him quietly.

After a while, Meng Bai managed to steady himself enough to speak again.

”That means... Master... your master...”

He stopped again, unable to form the sentence properly.

Lin Mu finished it for him.

”Yes.”

Meng Bai lowered his head, his mind racing.

He finally understood. Everything made sense now.

The techniques Lin Mu possessed.

The ease with which he comprehended complex Dao principles.

The terrifying speed of his growth.

It was no longer surprising.

With a master of that level...

It would have been strange if Lin Mu was anything less.

Meng Bai let out a shaky breath.

”This... this is beyond the Immortal Court...” he muttered.

Lin Mu did not deny it.

Meng Bai laughed weakly, though there was no real humor in it.

”I thought joining you was already a great opportunity...”

He looked up again.

”I didn’t realize I had stepped into something like this.”

Lin Mu spoke calmly.

”You have not changed.”

Meng Bai blinked.

”What do you mean?”

Lin Mu replied simply.

”You are still my disciple. That is all that matters.”

The words were straightforward, but they carried a grounding weight.

Meng Bai felt his racing thoughts slow down.

He nodded slowly.

”...I understand.”