Beyond The Mud [MDZs]

Chapter 49

[I 100% butchered Chinese Mythology. No offense was intended.]

The path was woven by the intertwining of the blood and spiritual energy. The newly formed bridge underneath carried his feet. The screams were muffled as the distance increased. He reached to a place with nothing to breach.

White! Like the floor was made of pure morwad. Like the sky was made of pure clouds. Walls were nowhere to be found, endless journey with no bounds.

"Are you lost?" A question no Shen would ask.

"You could say, I'm new around here." An answer no Shen would give.

"New souls aren't supposed to be here." The tender voice of shen asked.

"Then where must I go?"

"You came through that bridge; you must return to it." The tender voice pointed at the newly formed bridge out of the lowest realm.

"Not too fond of screams, if I may add." He laughed lightly at himself.

"What is your purpose to be here?" How come you pass through the gate when you couldn't before? Was the question the voice wanted to ask.

There was a little pause before he replied.

"I wish for a change..." there was more to his words than he let on.

"Since Yang Wang (Ruler of Subterranean Realm) let you pass through the Subterranean bridge, I can not doubt your heart."

He laughed at the praise, his voice as cheerful and his smile was bright. He didn't know why but the tender voice was soothing to his heart.

"I am Wei Ying - curtsey name Wei Wuxian." He bowed to white nothingness as it was just the voice.

"I know." Replied the tender voice.

Wei Wuxian was a bit taken aback but then again. He was inside the Heaven Realms. Beings around here are all spiritual, they must know a thing or two.

"I take it, I can't just barge into Jade Emperor's local?" Wei Wuxian asked with a wide grin, he knew what he was getting himself into.

"You can not." The voice replied.

Wei Wuxian shrugged his shoulders as if he expected this reply.

"Any chances of meeting, any of the immortals?"

He was aware that even gods wouldn't agree to meet him out of whim. But he couldn't wait for gods to listen to his pleas. He had things to do, souls to fix and bonds to mend but No matter where his eyes landed, there was boundless white. Gusu Lan Sect robes were pale in comparison.

"The one with the knowledge and answer to all of your questions is Dongbin."

"You mean Luo Dongbin? One of the eight immortals?" Wei Wuxian was happy that the voiced decided to reply.

"Indeed. Do you wish me to take you to him?" The tender voice asked.

"That would be much delightful." Wei Wuxian bowed to the white nothingness again.

"Follow me."

"Follow me you say but-"

His words were struck in his throat when the world around him span and suddenly was standing in front of 8 doors.

"Woah. These are the gates to 8 Realms!" Wei Wuxian exclaimed.

"More precisely, these are the 8 Gates of Heaven." The tender voice provided.