Chương 110: The Great Abara Descends

Abara couldn't control the primal aura emanating from his body, causing every living creature nearby to flee in terror at the mere scent of him, refusing to let him get close. So he had no choice but to do what he'd done before, mimic the voices of various creatures to lure in the foolish young ones.

"Moo, moo, moo. Sweet little calf, I'm your long-lost mother. Come here, come to Mama's embrace."

"Oink, oink, grunt. Good little piglet, don't look at me with those strange eyes. I'm your grandmother. My veins carry your father's blood. You must snuggle close to me!"

"Wow! Big brother, you're so amazing. I really love you. That thing between your legs is so huge. I'm about to die, die, die. Wuwuwu, who can save me? Big brother, my good big brother, don't run away. What I love most is that thing between your legs. Come, come, let me eat it..."

"The company is your home. I'm not your boss, I'm your father and mother. My love for you is witnessed by heaven and earth, proven by the sun and moon. How could you have the heart to ask for a raise? It breaks my heart. You've let down all my expectations. And don't say that to me over the phone. Come on, open the door. I'm right outside..."

"Open up, open up, open up! You ask who I am? I'm the plumber from downstairs. I know your pipes aren't broken, but I need to check your water meter. What, you don't have a water meter? That's fine. I'm also here to audit your taxes. You naughty child, you must have evaded taxes. Oh, and I'm an insurance agent too. Come buy my insurance. I'm coming in now. Don't be afraid, good child. I'll be very gentle. Hahahaha..." Abara laughed wildly, his heart light and joyful, every cell in his body buzzing with excitement.

This was the pleasure of temptation and deception. This was the joy of playing with the fates of others in the palm of his hand! Hahaha, it was utterly addictive. His heart surged with such excitement that he wanted to jump into a cesspool and share this joy with nature's nitrogen, phosphorus, and potassium, to dance hand in hand with maggots and dung beetles. He reveled in this pleasure, even though he already possessed infinite power, had comprehended the Dao, ascended, and become a true immortal.

"Tch. What's so great about being an immortal?"

"I want to stay in my own world. This time, I'll disguise myself as a benevolent immortal, open my loving arms to those ignorant mortals, and let them die in bliss. Hahahaha..." But alas, as he played, he ended up playing everyone in his world to death. They all died. What now? It made him rather depressed. Oh well. He might as well ascend to the celestial realm and have some fun there. But when he tore through the void, instead of the celestial realm, he found only eternal darkness and eternal nothingness.

What happened? Had the celestial realm closed its ascension gates? Had the entire celestial realm simply ceased to exist? Abara was dumbfounded. And what dumbfounded him even more was that he was now trapped in endless solitude. He really wanted to cry. But no matter how much he wept, no matter how much he despaired, it was useless. He could only search frantically, hoping to find a new world, or even just return to his own. But the void was vast and boundless, like an endless sea. Which way should he go? Sigh.

Helpless, he could only drift with the currents, floating, drifting, drifting, floating. Until one day, he felt the call of a primal beast. That bloodthirsty aura was so intense it instantly infected his entire being, making him tremble with excitement. Abara knew a thing or two about this primal beast. Its name was "Habala Yakcha." It meant "a lonely wolf full of love at the foot of a snowy mountain." The immortals of the celestial realm had another name for it: "Taotie."

(饕餮) If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. In any case, he had finally found a new world, right before him, right beneath his feet. Hahaha, finally he could leave eternal loneliness behind and experience pleasures long lost. Here I come, here I come, here I come! Abara charged forward madly, found the gap in the world, and plunged in without hesitation. BOOM! CRACK, CRACK, CRACK! BAA-OW! ROAR!

After a struggle that could only be glimpsed in fragments and heard in muffled echoes, Abara fought and schemed against the World's Dao. With the lure of Taotie's aura as a guide, he finally managed to break through, descending upon the hilltop where Zhao Lian'er and Fang Cheng stood. He didn't see Taotie. He only felt a familiar bloodline connection from the stone pillar atop the hill, along with a faint trace of danger. Haha. Danger? How could there be any danger!

He was an immortal of true cultivation, tested by heavenly thunder. What danger could this mortal world possibly hold for him? Absolutely laughable! Abara was full of confidence, haughty and contemptuous, as he slowly descended onto the hilltop, landing on that familiar stone pillar. He glanced at the pillar. It felt as though, long, long ago, another Abara of his bloodline had been slain here by Taotie, leaving behind a trace of unextinguished will.

Perhaps it wasn't Taotie's aura that had guided him, but this indestructible ancestral will that had called out to him from the void, allowing him to descend into this world. Perhaps... Strange. He had actually said "perhaps." He, the all-knowing Abara, who could see through any illusion at a glance, who never spoke such uncertain words as "perhaps." What was happening to him? Abara shook his head and stopped dwelling on this strange matter. He had spent too much energy in the endless void.

Combined with the Dao's entanglement, he was now exhausted and weak, desperately in need of fresh blood to replenish himself. And luckily, there were two right in front of him. Haha, one male, one female. Perfectly balanced yin and yang. Absolutely perfect. Abara decided to start eating immediately! But as an elegant gentleman, he valued ritual. Even though he was starving and desperate for energy, he wouldn't devour living creatures crudely. He would dine gently.

"My children, my children. Don't you recognize me? Remember Abara beneath the Laya Snow Mountains? Wuwuwu, it's me, your long-lost mother. I've come back!" Abara's voice was magnetic, like heavenly music, instantly resonating for miles around. His eyes brimmed with tears, like a great mother yearning for family.

"Once upon a time, he, the great Abara, had become a she. She had toiled endlessly, raising these two children before her. But the world was unfair, life was hard, and one day, in a blinding snowstorm, she and her children were separated. Wuwuwu, how could they have survived in such freezing cold?"

"Really, I can't believe it. My children, you left me. I was so heartbroken I nearly gave up on life. But merciful heaven took pity on me and said, 'Mother, great mother, your children are not dead!'""What? Are my children alive? In that moment, a fire blazed in my heart. I was too moved to speak. My children, where are you? Wuwuwu..."

"Finally, finally, my children. Mother has found you. How wonderful, how wonderful!"

"I am your mother and your father. My little darlings, come on, call me Mama. Mama misses you so much." Abara walked up to Zhao Lian'er, gently stroking her forehead, wearing a loving smile, tears wetting his eyes, his heart pounding. Zhao Lian'er stared blankly at this face, her eyes lost. For a moment, she was stunned. Then she burst into tears.

"Abara, my dear mother, you're not dead! Wuwuwu, am I dreaming?"

"You're not dreaming, my child. I've come back alive." Abara pulled Zhao Lian'er into his embrace. Then he waved at Fang Cheng.

"My child, what are you waiting for? Come here."

"Haha, how wonderful! I've got a new mother! Hahaha, Mama, I'm coming! Baa, baa, baa. I'm your little lamb. So hungry, so hungry. I want milk. Hiss, hiss, hiss. Hahahaha..." Fang Cheng came bounding over, drool flying everywhere, his limbs moving like a lamb's hooves, taking clumsy but joyful steps toward Mother Abara. Baa, baa, baa.