After being reborn, all I want to do is run away.

Chapter 345 Price and Choice

Walking through the ancient forest, Shen Xu kept calling out to the Qiling White Crane, but received no response.

"Why did that lazy crane disappear too?" Feeling the emptiness of Qingling Creek, Shen Shenxu fell into deep confusion.

Left with no other choice, he returned to the cabin, lay down on the bed, and slowly closed his eyes.

A drowsy feeling immediately spread throughout his body. Ever since he returned from the Blood Central Realm, he had never felt like he could get enough sleep, and he guessed that the influence of the Blood Spirit was still lingering.

That feeling seemed to have cast a deep shadow over his soul, preventing him from ever returning to a clearer state.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Xu, in a daze, suddenly heard a soft knock on the door.

So he struggled to open his eyes, then frowned and rubbed his dizzy head. A little sleep couldn't alleviate his condition, but being woken up from a deep sleep was certainly not a pleasant experience.

Just like in the morning, he struggled to sit up and took a while to look out the window. He found that night had already fallen, and the darkness was exceptionally thick tonight, with no light coming in from outside. There were no stars or moon in the dark sky.

Just then, the knocking sounded softly again. Shen Xu shook his head, trying to clear his head, and then, suppressing the dizziness in his head, he got up and turned on the lamp in the room. The dim light illuminated his bloodless face, making him look somewhat strange and eerie.

"Something's wrong! What's wrong with me?" Shen Xu braced himself against the table in the room, trying to keep his eyes wide open and preventing himself from collapsing.

But then the knocking outside became more and more urgent. Each knock made his temples throb wildly, and his heartbeat and breathing became more and more rapid with each knock.

"Who!" Shen Xu roared, his face contorted with rage.

But the knocking showed no sign of stopping; instead, the rhythm became more and more rapid. Soon, his breathing could not keep up with the rhythm of the knocking, and he gradually became short of breath, his blood and qi churned, and his vital energy surged wildly.

As time passed, the sound pierced his soul, even causing his soul to gradually dissipate in the rhythm.

The emptiness in his soul began to spin faster and faster with the rhythm of the knocking, and wisps of soul mist kept pouring into the emptiness from within his soul mist.

With his remaining clarity, Shen Xu knew that if he let the knocking continue, he would only face certain death. He stared intently at the door, which, though only a few steps away, felt like an insurmountable chasm to him.

"Choose a box." Suddenly, a completely emotionless voice appeared in his mind.

Shen Xu was startled, but he knew it was no illusion, because he had never heard such a sound before.

But he's not afraid of anything now. Someone who can torment him to the point of despair just from the sound of knocking on the door is definitely not someone he can handle right now, and there's nothing he can do about it anyway.

With that thought in mind, Shen Xu, clinging to his last shred of consciousness, took out a box and said in a trembling voice, "I... choose... this one."

The knocking stopped abruptly after he uttered the last two words.

The sudden sound of the door opening made Shen Xu's heart skip a beat. Only then did he realize how stupid he had done.

He turned his eyes toward the door, only to find nothing behind it. The endless darkness outside poured into his room, and gradually the dim light of the lamp in his room became weaker and weaker.

Shen Xu had a feeling that his life, like the dim light, was about to be extinguished in the endless darkness.

"What should I do now?" Shen Xu was in despair. He hated the feeling that he couldn't do anything.

But if you can't do it, you just can't do it.

"Damn it? Who did I offend?" Shen Xu roared inwardly.

But no one was destined to answer his question. As the last glimmer of light was completely swallowed by darkness, Shen Xu's consciousness also fell into darkness.

……

Inside the gray fog space, Shen Xu looked at the familiar scene, and a forgotten memory suddenly surfaced in his mind.

The Tomb of the Soul Devourer is surrounded by stone tablets, all of which are tombstones—the tombstones of the Soul Devourer.

But there was one thing he completely forgot: what exactly did he sell at Tianping? And what did he get in return?

Is it really only been less than two days?

"Why did you drag me into this? What exactly do you want?" Shen Xu asked coldly to the surrounding gray mist.

But the surrounding gray fog did not respond; it simply carried him further toward the balance.

Shen Xu couldn't help but smile wryly. He knew that if he could exchange something of his for two days to go back, he probably would, because he wanted to ask the witch and Li Xiaoyi to take care of Uncle Wang and the two little ones.

But how did his memory disappear? Without memories of this place, how will he know what to do when he goes back?

Now all we can do is take it one step at a time.

After a while, looking at the huge black and white scales floating in the void ahead, Shen Xu couldn't help but sigh deeply, even though he no longer had a respiratory system.

"Come on! Let me see what you want this time!"

Since he couldn't resist, he decided to accept it calmly.

The fact that the Tomb of the Soul Eater brought him here suggests that he still has some value to them. If he has value, then he has a chance to survive; it just depends on how much he has to give up.

As he was once again engulfed by the white light on the other side of the scales, a weathered voice reached his ears again, "Choose..."

Upon hearing this voice, Shen Xu couldn't help but feel puzzled. Shouldn't it be "price"?

But soon his spirit emerged from the gray mist river, rising higher and higher, and his field of vision gradually became extremely wide.

Shen Xu was shocked by the scene before him. Countless stone tablets were scattered throughout the gray mist space, stretching endlessly to the end of his vision.

"How many Soul Devourers are there?" Shen Xu was shocked by the scene before him. The information he had obtained from this place told him how rare Soul Devourers were in the void, but the number of Soul Devourer tombstones here was simply countless.

It seems that the tombstones of all the Soul Devourers throughout the billions of years since the birth of the entire void have struck this place. If that is the case, the scales before us probably contain great terror.

He forced himself not to think about what was behind the scales, and began to ponder why he heard two different words from the scales during his two encounters.

What are the costs? What are the choices?