Four Split Personalities

Yina continued to hug her man from behind, looking indifferent.

Saracha let out a ’uh,’ but since he wasn’t a half-dragon with even a semblance of a human face, one couldn’t discern his emotions at all.

Only Ned, who was barely considered a normal dead person, frowned in confusion, "You mean, that gentleman is willing to let you resurrect us, but just..."

"It’s just his nature."

Yi Dong nodded earnestly and smiled, "Simply put, the reason that person saved you is just because he wanted to save you. Although there might be some utilitarian reasons mixed in, the main reason is probably still ’for fun.’

Ned was stunned: "For fun?"

"That’s right, for fun."

Yi Dong sighed helplessly, "Most of that guy’s actions are based on ’fun.’ If helping Buffy Marshall over destroying the Marshall Family pleased him more, he would undoubtedly help that inhuman Duke in destroying evidence, distorting truth, and turning the so-called slave trade into a farcical joke."

This time, not just Ned but also Saracha, Yina, and even Crab, the most carefree one, were all dumbfounded.

As mentioned above, they had long learned from Master Lin Dong about the entire course of the Violet internal strife ignited by the ’slave trade.’ They held great admiration for the gentleman who helped the Prince Regent crush Buffy Marshall, indirectly leading to the downfall of the Marshall Family. Coupled with his role as their savior, their admiration and gratitude were as endless as a torrential river. Their previous concern was mainly because they felt they couldn’t serve him well enough.

But according to Master Lin Dong, whether it was reviving them or making Buffy Marshall, that heartless fiend, face retribution, it was just for amusement, which left them a bit confused.

"So you really don’t need to feel any psychological pressure."

Yi Dong waved his hand, making the ’campfire’ in front of them burn brighter, and said with a smile, "Certainly, it’s undeniable that you owe him a favor, but a favor is a favor. Misunderstanding that guy’s character wouldn’t be good."

Ned, with a complex expression, rubbed his hair and shook his head with a bitter smile, "Sorry, I might not be able to take this all in right away, but I’ll try my best."

"Well, that’s normal. I was quite disillusioned when I first learned that the idol I adored before school was my own mom, so you’ll get used to it."

Yi Dong twitched the corners of his mouth, recalling his time in the orphanage when he was super fond of Gugu-chan, and his expression turned complicated.

"Although I don’t quite understand, it seems Master Lin Dong also has his own story."

Yina hugged Ned’s neck and whispered behind his ear, earning an eye-roll from her lover.

Meanwhile, Saracha chose to skip the recent topic on their savior’s ’character’ and asked Yi Dong, "Master Lin Dong, if I remember correctly, you mentioned ’first,’ so is there something else we should consider?"

"Yes, you’re taking yourselves too lightly."

Yi Dong smiled, then suddenly his expression turned stern, "You four... It seems you’ve still not realized you’re ’ordinary people’."

Yina tilted her head and corrected, "It should be ordinary dead people."

"Haha, ordinary dead people don’t talk, let alone fall in love."

Yi Dong chuckled dryly, and said seriously, "Listen up, folks. Maybe in your impression, you’re still those who never progressed beyond the Middle Rank, destined to only reach the Advanced Stage at most, and forever missing out on being called powerful. But that’s not the truth."

"Nope."

Crab scratched his head and laughed honestly, "I feel pretty strong."

Bang—

The self-proclaimed strong orc guy got punched down by his companions beside him again.

"Please continue."

Saracha retracted his fist, signaling the Master, who had saved them, to continue speaking.

"You are true Undying, folks. Although you may not be fully refined now, that’s because of my limited abilities in reviving you, not any intrinsic issue of yours."

Even though he didn’t appear often, Yi Dong, who had developed considerable skills in the knowledge of the dead over the past six months, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "Don’t equate yourselves with those lowly Undead who don’t even possess self-awareness. They are totally different creatures from you."

The four looked at each other, seemingly not too sure of the difference between themselves and Skeleton Warriors, Gargoyles, Stitched Monsters, and common wandering zombies, as they had barely delved into the domain of Mysticism before.

To them, being a bit smarter and slightly better looking was the only difference; true combat power might let a high-order Stitched Beast annihilate all four of them.

But that’s not the case—

"Undying are different from the living; you don’t need to hone your physique, nor are you limited by your innate talents. Even..."

Yi Dong glanced at Crab involuntarily and said in a deep voice, "Even don’t need much wisdom."

The latter immediately objected, slapping his thick thigh in grievance and said, "Master, how can you bully me too!"

"Ahem, an accident, an accident."

The Master awkwardly rubbed the tip of his nose, coughed lightly once, and continued, "Willpower is the only standard for evaluating us, the Undying. Though the concept might be abstract, it truly is what it is."

"Willpower?"

Saracha frowned, feeling his heart that no longer beats, and murmured, "I don’t quite understand..."

"Generally, I categorize Undead into three types."

Yi Dong wasn’t surprised but patiently explained, "The first type, in my eyes, is pure monsters. For instance, the Skeleton Warriors, Gargoyles you know, these monsters are usually battle-enabled consumables empowered by unique environments, despite me acknowledging the existence of powerful beings like ’Souleaters’ and ’Great Tomb Keepers,’ their status remains very... low-level."

Crab’s expression turned serious, instantly asking in a deep voice: "What’s that?"

"Nothing much."

Yi Dong covered his forehead, and once confirming with their eyes that the other three understood, he continued, "As for the second type, it’s those who actively convert themselves into Undying using more technical operations. Many Necromancers prefer doing so, and species like Dragons and Behemoths also have a high probability of naturally converting after death."

Saracha nodded slightly, then curiously asked, "Like you?"

Evidently, he hadn’t forgotten Yi Dong’s look earlier, which nearly scared Crab to wet himself.

"I differ slightly, but it can be classified there."

Yi Dong shrugged, glossing over issues concerning his nature and continued, "Lastly, we have those who lack the formidable foundation like Dragons, yet rely purely on their willpower to achieve ’awakening,’ the naturally Undying, for instance... you."

Yina let out a ’wow,’ exclaiming, "I always thought we were the resurrected corpses by you, Master Lin Dong!"

"That’s why I said you overthink. Even though I did orchestrate your awakening ceremony, being able to return to this world as sentient beings instead of monsters is entirely your own achievement."

Yi Dong squinted, sweeping his eyes over the four with his bright, although not deep eyes, "What truly let you cross the line of life and death is your own willpower, I only provided you the opportunity, nothing more."

"So, you’re saying..."

"Perhaps you were small fries when alive, but now that you’re dead... don’t underestimate your potential."

Chapter 1182: End

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