My carefree life in space

Chapter 266 The Brahma Bowl is Repaired

Holding Lin Shushu tightly in his arms, Mo Ze felt a sense of relief, as if he had found something he had lost. Although it was fake that Shushu was with someone else in the magic circle, his sadness at that moment was real.

Lin Shushu didn't know why he was so excited, but this wasn't the time for sweet talk. She struggled a couple of times, but Mo Ze didn't move, so she had to remind him, "Mo Ze, there are other people here!"

Mo Ze reluctantly let go of her, while looking at the so-called "others".

The old man with the ice sculpture seemed not to have heard their words or seen their actions, and remained quietly to the side.

"Senior, have we passed the test? Can we have the last fragment of the Brahma Bowl?" Lin Shushu asked directly.

The old man with the ice sculpture seemed to come to his senses, and a glint of light slowly appeared in his previously cold ice sculpture eyes, as if he had come to life. His leisurely voice echoed in the ice chamber.

“You are all very good. Young lady, you were able to quickly see the situation clearly in that illusory scene, uphold the righteousness in your heart, and not be swayed by emotions. This rationality and decisiveness makes you qualified to receive the Brahma Bowl.”

After speaking, he turned his head slightly to look at Mo Ze, his eyes filled with scrutiny and admiration: "As for you, it is very important that you were able to place your complete trust in her despite such a great blow. Otherwise, you would not be worthy to stand by her side."

After a pause, a relieved smile appeared on the old man's face: "Congratulations, you have all passed the test."

Lin Shushu and Mo Ze were overjoyed upon hearing this, and they smiled at each other. "Thank you for your kindness, senior!" Their voices were filled with gratitude.

The old man with the ice sculpture raised his hand and gently waved it. One side of the ice chamber slowly moved, revealing a hidden niche. Inside the niche, a fragment emitting a soft light lay quietly—the last remaining piece of the Brahma bowl.

Although its light was not dazzling, it seemed to contain endless power, echoing the five fragments that Lin Shushu already had, with light intertwining faintly.

Lin Shushu slowly walked towards the niche, reached out, and gently picked up the last fragment. The moment this fragment joined with the other five, a dazzling light shot into the sky, and the complete form of the Brahma Bowl was instantly revealed.

A powerful and ancient aura emanated from the Brahma Bowl and rapidly permeated the entire ice chamber. This aura seemed to transcend countless ages, carrying with it the mystery and vicissitudes of antiquity.

Lin Shushu and Mo Ze sensed the immense power emanating from the Brahma Bowl and understood that gathering it was only the first step in saving the continent. Next, they would need to rely on this ancient artifact to face even more powerful demons and the ancient demon god about to break free of its seal.

"May I ask who you are, senior, and what your relationship is with the Brahma Bowl?" Lin Shushu asked respectfully as she received the Brahma Bowl and turned her gaze to the old man with the ice sculpture.

The old man squinted slightly, a glint of light in his eyes, as if lost in distant memories. The ice chamber was silent, save for the gentle glow emanating from the Brahma Bowl.

After a long silence, the old man slowly spoke, his voice carrying the vicissitudes of time: "My name is Ling Yu. I was once an ordinary cultivator on this continent. At that time, the continent was prosperous and the various races lived in harmony. The Brahma Bowl was the supreme artifact that protected this continent."

Lin Shushu and Mo Ze listened quietly, not daring to disturb them in the slightest. Ling Yu continued, "When the ancient demon god wreaked havoc on the continent, many powerful figures stepped forward to try to seal the demon god. Although my cultivation was not high, I also joined this battle with a heart full of passion."

The self-deprecation in his words was very obvious, but Lin Shushu and Mo Ze did not really think he was an ordinary cultivator.

From his narration, they seemed to witness the great war that took place ten thousand years ago. When the continent was plunged into chaos, the Brahma Bowl played a crucial role. Its power was immense, and when combined with the spiritual power of many strong individuals, it ultimately succeeded in sealing the demon god.

At this point, Ling Yu paused, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes: "After the great battle, the Brahma Bowl was severely damaged. To prevent the demon god from breaking the seal, the powerful figures at the time ultimately decided to divide the Brahma Bowl into several pieces and hide them in various places. This last fragment is of utmost importance, so I will guard it."

Lin Shushu suddenly realized, and couldn't help but feel more respect for Ling Yu.

Mo Ze looked at the old man, a question flashing through his mind, but he couldn't help but ask, "Senior, why have you become like this?"

Since the old man is the guardian of Brahma's bowl, what happened over the long years that caused him to become an ice sculpture?

Upon hearing this, Ling Yu's expression darkened slightly, and a long sigh echoed in the ice chamber, carrying endless memories and vicissitudes.

"This all started with that fierce battle. Although the Demon God was sealed away, his demonic energy was extremely insidious. I only found out after the battle that I had unfortunately been infected," Ling Yu said slowly.

When he discovered he was tainted by demonic energy, he wanted to decline the task of guarding the Brahma Bowl, but was refused. This was because many powerful figures, like him, had unfortunately fallen victim to the demonic energy. This was also the reason why so many powerful figures perished back then.

"To prevent the demonic energy from spreading and harming the innocent, I had no choice but to come to the bottom of this icy abyss. The extreme cold here can barely suppress the demonic energy and slow its erosion of my body. However, the demonic energy is too powerful. As time goes by, I gradually lose control of my body and eventually turn into this ice sculpture."

A hint of helplessness and desolation flashed in Ling Yu's eyes, a sense of powerlessness against fate.

Lin Shushu and Mo Ze were deeply moved, their respect for the old man growing even stronger. Lin Shushu said softly, "Senior, you have sacrificed so much for the mainland; it is truly admirable."

Ling Yu shook his head slightly, but his eyes showed determination: "This is my own choice. Protecting the Brahma Bowl and this continent is my life's mission. Now that this mission has fallen on your shoulders, I can finally rest assured."

Ling Yu looked at them, his eyes full of expectation: "Take the Brahma Bowl with you. I hope you can use its power to seal the Demon God again and restore peace to the continent."

Lin Shushu gazed at the complete Brahma Bowl in her hand. It radiated a mysterious and powerful light, but at this moment, in her eyes, this light seemed to transform into countless expectant eyes, representing the people who suffered under the rampage of the demon race, and the ancestors who sacrificed themselves to protect the continent.

Her hands trembled slightly, knowing full well that this was not merely an ancient artifact, but the hope of the entire continent; the slightest mishap would have unimaginable consequences. She wasn't afraid of battle, but rather of her own inadequacy, of being unable to shoulder this responsibility, and of failing everyone's expectations.

Mo Ze's expression was solemn. He knew they had no way out. He reached out and gently took Lin Shushu's hand. "Shushu, believe in yourself. We can do it. I will be with you no matter what."

Lin Shushu nodded, her initial heavy mood due to the weight of responsibility now replaced by a firm belief.