Chapter 344

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Chapter 344: Thunder Out of the Blue
At the moment of touching, Zhang Mu felt like he merged with the spiritual world of this majestic King of Warhorses.
Surprisingly, the spiritual world of this King of Warhorses completely opened up to him!
At first glance, the whole world was pure white, without any other colors.
But Zhang Mu noticed that it wasn’t as harsh on the eyes as snow blindness, because within each patch of white, there were actually different colors shifting, yet when blended together, it became flawless white.
“Alright, how do I determine if I can take you with me.”
Normally, people might feel some fear spreading in this enclosed space with only one color, but not Zhang Mu, as he knew that the King of Warhorses was the master of this world, his voice echoing in the enclosed space, calling him out.
Just then, the King of Warhorses’ apparition appeared before Zhang Mu, floating in mid-air, silently watching him.
“Human, I am increasingly curious about you, so let’s see if my intuition is right, shall we? I have been waiting for a long time.”
Zhang Mu felt somewhat disdainful, as how long could it be, considering that the apocalypse was only half a year away.
The King of Warhorses in the floating image spoke, slowly descended from the air, walked to Zhang Mu’s side, giving Zhang Mu a more natural instead of the previously lofty feeling.
“How can I cooperate with you?” Zhang Mu asked the King of Warhorses beside him.
“I need to share your spiritual power, to check our soul compatibility. Although I have felt that no human will reach this level of soul compatibility again, but your presence gives me a little hope.”
“No!”
Zhang Mu did not know why he refused without hesitation, suddenly awakened, and instinctively rejected the King of Warhorses’ request.
Sharing spiritual power means that Zhang Mu’s memories will be simultaneously viewed by the King of Warhorses.
His memories were equivalent to his life, no, he even felt it was something beyond his life.
Even in death, this secret must not be leaked from his mind. It was like a program set in Zhang Mu’s mind. He was just imagining riding a Pegasus in battle in his mind, and now he was completely awake.
The King of Warhorses looked very confused, slowly turning to Zhang Mu and asking, “Human, are you unwilling to make a contract with me?”
“Now calm Zhang Mu spoke slowly, ‘Yes, I want you to be my partner, but I am not used to sharing my spiritual power with others, it’s a taboo for spirit evolvers. Isn’t there any other way to prove it?'”
“Nothing else can be comprehensive, only by sharing spiritual power can I know if you are the one, the person to contract with me. We must understand and trust each other, merge as one, or else my advancement will hit a bottleneck, and it won’t benefit either of us.”
After speaking, the King of Warhorses still sounded puzzled, ‘I mean no harm, I won’t hurt you.’
To his surprise, Zhang Mu decisively shook his head and looked directly into the King of Warhorses’ eyes filled with spirit qi, saying, “It’s not about good or evil, not about trust. It’s just my personal bottom line principle. I won’t reveal all of myself to anyone or any creature.”
After a moment of silence, the King of Warhorses gazed at Zhang Mu and said, “Can’t we be partners, partners who contract to live and die together?”
Zhang Mu wanted to say yes, but his mind clearly gave him the answer.
No! Absolutely not!
He recalled that he had never shared this secret with anyone, not even the girl he liked, not even the Obsidian Beetle who saved his life and was connected to his bloodline.
Watching Zhang Mu fall silent, the King of Warhorses understood his response, nodded his head slightly, sounding somewhat regretful yet firm.
“I thought you might have been the one at first, but now it seems like you’re not. Honestly, you’re the only human I haven’t rejected so far, after him.”
When Zhang Mu found out that he wasn’t chosen because he wasn’t willing to share his psychic power, he felt a bit sad. However, he felt more relieved. Not taming the King of Warhorses was a loss, but compared to the deepest secret he kept hidden, it was insignificant.
“Who is he?”
Zhang Mu had been wanting to ask this question because he had heard the term mentioned in the King of Warhorses’ words before, which indicated that the King of Warhorses had a previous owner.
What kind of being could tame such a horse? Was it already its owner before the apocalypse, and then unfortunately turned into a zombie due to the evolution wave affecting the eliminated group of people in the new era?
Besides this explanation, Zhang Mu couldn’t think of any other possibilities. Even if a regular person hugged the King of Warhorses’ big legs, it would be fine.
Unexpectedly, a hint of hesitation appeared in the King of Warhorses’ eyes. Perhaps it hadn’t met a human it didn’t dislike for a long time, and finally found someone to talk to – slowly telling Zhang Mu about its story with its mysterious previous owner.
“I was specially trained to be his mount since I was a foal. He was the bravest man on the grassland, we were inseparable, playing, eating, and running across the vast grassland together.”
Indeed, it had been following its master since it was a young foal, no wonder it was so reluctant to part and had such high standards for the new owner it sought. Maybe it didn’t actually want to form a covenant with a human in its heart.
The King of Warhorses paused, then continued, “When I was fully grown and had received strict training, he became too busy to play with me.
A year later, he took me to the battlefield. We rode across the lands, fought countless enemies, and were praised by many bards and poets.”
At first, Zhang Mu found the story intriguing, but then he sensed something was off.
What’s going on?
Going to the battlefield? Crossing Europe and Asia? Did I travel to a parallel universe? It was supposed to be a time of peace before the apocalypse. There have been no troubles in Inner Mongolia’s main city, why would this horse be acting strange?
Wait, Inner Mongolia’s main city, Europe and Asia.
Before Zhang Mu could connect the familiar feeling of these terms, King of Warhorses’ words hit him like thunder, reminding him of a person from the history books.
“His name was Temujin, also known as Genghis Khan, my Khan.”