The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 409 - 288: The Truth Revealed

Chapter 409: Chapter 288: The Truth Revealed

Li Yi looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes filled with shock. Even the hand clutching the short, cracked stick trembled involuntarily. He recognized this person, not from this world, but from the last time he had crossed over to world number 36 and met him at the Ghost Post Office.

At that time, he was a third-floor messenger, and this person was also a third-floor messenger, and a Ghost Tamer at that. If he remembered correctly, this person’s name seemed to be... Yang Jian.

Could it be that the Ghost Post Office also had cross-border services, sending letters to this world?

Or maybe, this person was sent by the Ghost Post Office specifically to find him and to try to bring him back, to continue being a messenger with an extremely high mortality rate?

For a moment, he thought a lot.

"Li Yi, I didn’t expect us to meet so soon." Yang Wei revealed a smile.

"Yang Jian, why are you here? Did the Ghost Post Office send you?" Li Yi suppressed his inner shock and asked immediately.

Yang Wei said, "I’m not called Yang Jian; in this world, I am Yang Wei. You can call me Wei if you like. As for why I am here, you can go to my world, why can’t I come to your world? As for the Ghost Post Office... it probably won’t exist much longer. According to time estimates, in no more than a month, the Ghost Post Office will become history, completely vanished, and a new management will transform it into an apartment."

"The curse of the messengers will completely disappear, so you don’t have to worry too much."

"You weren’t sent by the Ghost Post Office? Does this mean you also crossed over?" Li Yi said, while thinking in his mind whether the information about crossing had been exposed after that unlucky cross-border team had been captured.

But even if the information was revealed, logically, people from world number 36 shouldn’t be able to open the doors to crossing.

"It’s almost like that, but I was sent here by someone." Yang Wei said, walking over to the charred corpse and picking it up, "Li Yi, you and I are somewhat similar, both unfortunate people, entangled by the supernatural, life hard, memories also affected."

"Every time you try to touch the truth, supernatural powers alter your memories, making you accept a false reality."

While saying this, he carelessly tossed it.

The charred corpse flew out and landed in the remnants of a fire that hadn’t yet burnt out.

The flames touched the charred corpse and flared up again instantly.

The body twisted and wailed in the great fire, a sight incredibly disturbing to see, yet no matter how fiercely the fire burned, the charred corpse still existed. It could not be burnt to ash, nor could it be killed. Instead, it just moved with the strange flames. The charred corpse, although awake, was restrained and could not use a certain power to kill as before.

"This is right, ghosts should be thrown into Hell to suffer eternal torment." Yang Wei nodded.

However, as the fierce ghost was scorched by the blazing fire, Li Yi’s face suddenly changed. He clutched his head, stumbled a bit, and fragmented memories suddenly surfaced in his mind. These memories seemed to have been locked up for a long time, and now the locks had been opened. As tampered and lost memories reappeared, he gradually understood everything.

"That charred corpse... is my mom? No, that’s wrong, it is a ghost, a ghost from your world." He couldn’t help but step back a few steps.

Cognitive dissonance and interweaving memories.

What the truth is, he could hardly discern; Li Yi felt everything seemed reasonable, yet it all felt so absurd.

Watching the twisting charred corpse, Yang Wei calmly said, "Your story starts from six years ago. Six years ago, two foreign souls crossed over to your so-called world number 36, but unfortunately, they didn’t appear in reality but turned up on the other end of Yin Yang Road, a place full of supernatural elements, and naturally, the outcome goes without saying. They were targeted by a terrifying fierce ghost, and the two unfortunate souls tried to flee back to their original world to escape the ghost’s attacks."

"However, unfortunately, the ghost followed them over, resulting in one dying and the other being forced to cross over again."

"The soul that died was your mother. The soul that escaped was your father. After killing your mother, this ghost then disguised itself as her. If anyone discovered its disguise, it would trigger its killing pattern, and it would kill the discoverer."

"What are you joking about? You expect me to believe such an absurd story? My mom was replaced by a ghost? I know the ghosts from your world, they wouldn’t just lie there obediently in a medical pod?" Li Yi, clutching his head, yelled loudly.

The fragmented memories continued to emerge.

Yang Wei said, "As I said, this ghost likes disguising itself. It disguised itself as your mother, but your mother was a Silent One who had lost her soul, so the ghost also became a Silent ghost. It limited itself. In the meantime, the ghost had also awakened at times, and you might have noticed something was odd. But if the ghost’s disguise was to continue, it would alter the memories and awareness of people nearby."

"Just like that, you lived with a ghost for six whole years."

The truth revealed, not only was Li Yi shocked, but Lin Yue also found it hard to believe.

Are there really such bizarre incidents?

Li Yi’s parents had crossed over to world number 36? And they accidentally brought back a ghost? The ghost killed his mom and then lived together, disguised as her?

Though bizarre, thinking back to various phenomena from before, Lin Yue felt that what this person named Yang Wei said probably wasn’t false.

After all, he is from world number 36.

"I indeed had my memory altered, but some fragmented memories showed me some special situations. I faced danger, but my mom saved me..." Li Yi’s figure swayed, the resurgence of memories and the collision with reality nearly made him collapse.

Yang Wei said, "The ghost was disguised as your mother, and a mother protecting her child isn’t anything unusual, right? If the ghost hadn’t done that, its disguise would have been uncovered, which is a part of the fierce ghost’s killing pattern. So protecting you wasn’t its real intention, it just needed a better disguise."

"Ah!! I don’t believe it."

Li Yi yelled, the steadfastness he maintained over the years met with such a cruel outcome. He couldn’t accept it.

"Indeed, it’s hard to accept, but your real mother has been dead. She was killed by this ghost six years ago. The person you’re holding onto is nothing but a fierce ghost, a terrifying fierce ghost that will kill you immediately once you discover the truth," said Yang Wei.

"I still can’t believe it. And why do you know so much about this?"

At this moment, Li Yi was clutching his head, losing grip of his sanity and Qi-Blood under distress. His eyes were blood-red and filled with fluctuating murderous intent, as if about to fall into the Demon Path.

Perhaps the residual thought within the Sword Coin had already anticipated today’s outcome, hence it always mentioned that Li Yi would fall into demonhood, simply a matter of sooner or later.

Under such a truth and blow, nobody could remain indifferent.

"Why would I know?"

Yang Wei pondered for a moment and said, "From the moment I awoke, all these things started appearing in my mind. As for the reason, you need to go to Da Chang City in World 36, Guanjiang District, and ask the real Yang Jian, no, you should ask Yang Jian from that era – the only one."

"You’re not Yang Jian? Then who are you? A substitute created by the supernatural?" Li Yi stared at him intently, eyes red.

He had also created a substitute once, to deliver letters for him at the Ghost Post Office.

He knew somewhat about the wonders of supernatural powers.

"It’s not exactly a substitute."

Yang Wei explained, "It might be hard to understand, but basically, I carry a part of his memories, but not all, so I can only be part of him. He opened the gates of crossing worlds, allowing me to come to this world to find a way to deal with the fierce ghost."

"Today, I was walking on the street, drinking cola, singing songs, then I smelled the scent of supernatural aura, and traced it to find out it was you, this unlucky guy. Well, I can’t really say that, I’m also unlucky. There was a ghost that pretended to be my dad and sat in my home reading the newspaper."

Li Yi took a deep breath trying to calm his nerves, but his mind was in chaos, with too many discrepancies in the whole matter, yet it didn’t prevent the truth from being revealed. Even though he couldn’t believe it, the facts were right before him, and the surfacing of altered memories also proved this point.

What he couldn’t accept was that his mother had long passed away, his father was forced to cross worlds due to a ghost and his soul hadn’t returned yet, lost in some unknown world.

"Li Yi, don’t get too agitated. Let’s put aside the truth for now; the most important thing is that we’ve survived this crisis safely, right?" At this moment, Lin Yue immediately went up to console him, hoping that the cruel truth wouldn’t cause him trouble.

"Sister Lin, I, I’m alright for now," Li Yi said as he watched the charred body twisting in the fire, his facial expression uncertain.

Just at this moment, Zhang Songlin suddenly fell from the sky.

He had witnessed the sequence of events and learned the backstory, and immediately asked Yang Wei, "Since you are a Cross-border and know so much about this fierce ghost, you should know how to handle this thing, right? Can you enlighten us? This mummy is so evil, it has been burning till now without dying out, and has not yet disappeared, I worry it might revive and cause great trouble again."

"Get some Gold, make a coffin, and seal it inside. As long as it’s not opened, I guarantee you’ll be trouble-free for your lifetime," Yang Wei said.

"Use Gold to seal it?" Zhang Songlin nodded, "Okay, wait for me; I’ll be right back."

After saying that, he soared into the air again and flew away.

"At this level of evolution, one can fly? It seems I still need to work harder," Yang Wei remarked as he saw him depart.

Soon.

Zhang Songlin returned, bringing with him a large box. Upon opening, it was filled with hefty Gold. Then, his hands glowed bright, electrical arcs danced around, and a surging cosmic energy gathered, followed by an intense heat emanating. Immediately, the box of Gold began melting at an unimaginable rate.

The melting Gold was suspended in the air by some force.

"Next." Yang Wei kicked, and the charred body flew into the air.

"Go."

With a wave of Zhang Songlin’s hand, the molten Gold flew up, aimed straight for the charred corpse. In just an instant, the molten Gold enveloped it entirely, leaving no gaps with multiple layers both inside and out.

Once the energy receded and the high temperature dissipated, the Gold cooled.

Quickly.

A heavy golden coffin fell from mid-air.

The fierce ghost was thus sealed within.

"Is that it?" Zhang Songlin asked.

"Your craftsmanship is excellent, very tightly sealed, there will definitely be no problems," Yang Wei responded. Then he asked, "How did you manage to smelt metal barehanded just now?"

"Energy is the foundation of everything. The soul controls energy, affects reality, changing the physical state of matter. As long as you wish, there is nothing you cannot do, transforming myriads of forms without deviating from it. Once you comprehend it deeply, you are among the immortals," Zhang Songlin explained.

"I see," Yang Wei slightly bowed his head, lost in thought for a moment before raising his head with a smile, "I understand now."

"You understand just like that?" Zhang Songlin was somewhat puzzled.

Such profound knowledge is not easy to comprehend.