338: Awakening

Lin Ang was taken into a small alley by that group of burly men and immediately began to be beaten and kicked.

Some people held sticks, others held hammers, and they immediately broke Lin Ang's leg.

These men were enforcers specially kept by the Brothel; normally, Lin Ang couldn't even beat them one-on-one.

Now it was a group against one, and he was ambushed beforehand, so he could only take the beating.

From beginning to end, Lin Ang was dazed from the beating.

After a while, Lin Ang was beaten to the point of gasping for breath.

"Stop, everyone stop!" Seeing that the beating was mostly done, the leader signaled everyone to stop, then looked at Lin Ang's miserable state.

"Pah!" He spat on Lin Ang's face and sneered, "Today, brothers, we'll spare your life, so you can learn a lesson. Not everyone's people can be touched.

If you really want to see your wife, bring silver next time to play."

"Hahahaha!"

Behind him, a group of enforcers burst into laughter.

"Hey, what's going on with you guys?"

At this moment, a street patrolman stood at the alley entrance and reprimanded them.

The leading burly man turned his head to look, immediately putting on a smiling face, "Oh, if it isn't Patrolman Liu. Long time no see, why haven't you been to Changhong Brothel recently?"

Patrolman Liu recognized him, and his expression immediately softened, but he still frowned and said, "Next time, be a little quieter."

With that, he acted as if nothing had happened and turned to leave.

These Brothels and Brothels gave a lot of benefits to the patrolmen every month.

And when they encountered them doing something illicit, they would pretend not to see it.

After all, few people who do this kind of business are clean; how could they manage without protection?

The leading burly man chuckled, even greeting the patrolman before leaving.

Clearly, this wasn't the first time they had done this.

He glanced at Lin Ang, kicked him twice, and then led his men away.

The enforcers clearly didn't want to cause a death; they left him with a breath.

Though they said 'a breath,' he was actually almost gone now.

Without anyone to look after him, he could only wait for death.

This continued until late at night, and Lin Ang, died!

...

Early the next morning, an old man pushed a cart with several dead bodies on it; one of them was Lin Ang.

The old man pushed him through the city gate, found a random spot in the outer city, and dumped him.

His job was like this: he was responsible for disposing of the bodies of those in the city who were unclaimed, had no family, or whose families had all died.

With just one round trip, the job was done, and the old man felt incredibly relaxed.

Before the drought, he would have had to dig a pit.

Now, there were bodies everywhere, so he just had to dump them, which was very convenient.

After finishing all this, the old man hummed a tune and pushed his cart away.

On the spot, among a pile of corpses, the one belonging to Lin Ang moved.

In a blur of consciousness, he heard an ethereal, sacred voice.

"Do you want revenge?"

At this moment, Lin Ang remembered; he remembered everything.

After Zhao Qingyang slit his throat and he gradually lost consciousness, he had also heard this voice.

At that time, his answer was, "Yes!"

But this time, Lin Ang first asked a question, "Are you a god?"

"I, a god?" The voice laughed self-deprecatingly, "No."

"Then why can you bring me back to life after I've died?" Lin Ang retorted.

"Haha, I am merely a small Saint Mother who fell here; I don't have as much power as you say.

As for bringing you back to life, it's just that you weren't actually dead at the time," the voice said with a smile.

"Saint Mother? What is that?" Lin Ang asked.

"A Saint Mother is an existence that embodies all kindness, justice, and beauty.

Every Saint Mother is an embodiment of truth, goodness, and beauty.

The higher one's virtue, the higher one's status naturally.

This little mother is ashamed; even now, I am only of the virtue of a small Saint Mother," the voice replied.

"Then why did you save me?" Lin Ang continued to ask.

"This little mother fell here, with only a wisp of a remnant soul left. Seeing your tragic state, I couldn't bear it, so I used all my remaining time to save you," the voice said with a smile.

"But if you do that, wouldn't you..." Lin Ang hesitated.

"No matter, no matter. Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda, and moreover, this little mother was already dead.

I remained only to see the justice in the world, to linger on.

Your actions, benefactor, this little mother has seen them, truly great kindness, though misplaced.

To be able to use my last bit of meager strength to save such a kind person as you, this little mother is overjoyed," the small Saint Mother's words were full of openness and equanimity regarding life and death.

"Does the Holy Mother Sect really have such power?" Lin Ang murmured.

The virtue of the one who saved him was already so noble; according to what the other party said, such virtue could only be called a small Saint Mother.

What about the great Saint Mothers within it? How noble must their virtue be? Lin Ang couldn't imagine.

"Yes!" The small Saint Mother affirmed Lin Ang's question and began to describe it to him.

"Wherever the Holy Mother Sect is, under the illumination of the Supreme Holy Mother, there is no war, no conflict, no scheming.

Everyone lives in harmony, without worry for food or drink, and their lives are full of joy and laughter.

If there's one thing they think about, it must be the eternal prosperity of the Holy Mother Sect."

Lin Ang was moved by the description; if such a place truly existed in the world, he would want to go there too.

He only regretted now why there was no Holy Mother Sect here.

"Do you want to build this place to be like what is under the Holy Mother Sect?" The small Saint Mother suddenly asked.

These words immediately stunned Lin Ang, who stammered, "I... I am unworthy?"

"Alas!" The small Saint Mother sighed, "I came from a distant place, spreading the teachings here, when I suddenly encountered an accident, which is why I fell.

Though I am dead, my heart for justice has not changed, and my heart for spreading the teachings has not changed.

The Holy Mother Sect's responsibility to benefit all beings still rests on me; as long as I have a trace of will, I will never forget it.

I still want the beings of this world to live good lives!

Therefore, I hope that you can inherit my mantle and make this world more beautiful."

"Do you agree?"

The small Saint Mother asked. This time, Lin Ang was completely infected and shouted loudly, "I agree!"

"Good~"

The sacred, ethereal voice gradually faded, and streams of information continuously appeared in Lin Ang's mind.

"Spirit awakening... Blood... Transformation... Cultivation... Power... True Spirit!"

This was a complete cultivation system. By the time Lin Ang had fully absorbed it, it was already dark.

But Lin Ang struggled to stand up, his eyes shining with an unprecedented light.

With this, there was hope for saving his wife.

He hadn't expected to receive such a great opportunity and felt a little excited.

But thinking of his wife and child, his heart slowly quieted down again.

Gazing at the bright moon, Lin Ang secretly swore.

I must make this world like what the small Saint Mother described—like it is under the Holy Mother Sect!

Taking a deep breath, Lin Ang walked towards the distance, but his destination was not the inner city, but the wilderness!