Chapter 932 Reminiscence

The calm and unhurried farewell of Huntian kept Wei Yuan silent for a long time. He could only offer a respectful farewell to the Daoist friend. Then, he carefully folded the letter left by Huntian, which would likely remain intact for millennia, and placed it in his pocket.

Composing himself, he turned his attention to the remaining stone inscriptions and letters.

Hou was not one to dwell on departures. Although gentle, she was by no means weak. On the stone tablet, she had regained her usual composure and serenity. It seemed that visiting this place from time to time had become a habit for her.

After several steles, Hou mentioned:

'Time is truly a cruel thing...'

'Even the creations of Nuwa cannot withstand the erosion of time if they fail to reach a higher realm. Spiritual materials and elixirs can maintain the youth of the physical body, but the soul will inevitably suffer damage from constant experiences, separations, chaos, joys, sorrows, and other emotions.'

'Eventually, it will be unable to bear the weight of such longevity, and the soul will perish.'

'Nüxi Jiaonü, a friend of the Western Emperor, has passed away. Her passing was peaceful, and she played one last trick on the Western Emperor. For the first time, I saw such an expression on the Western Emperor's face. It was not pain, nor was it sorrow, but the loss of a part of her own experience.'

'Nuwa created the Tu Shan clan to allow the rest of the human race to band together, or perhaps because she did not want to see the Western Emperor in such a state. However, I later saw that a young man named Fuxi replaced Nuwa's blood with his own.'

'Perhaps, He also felt regret and a trace of apology for deliberately interfering with Nuwa's judgment in the past, causing the human race created by Nuwa to be filled with various weaknesses, leading to the current situation. If the core of the soul is not extinguished, there may be another chance after recuperation.'

'However, Western Emperor, is Nüxi Jiaonü, who has once again transformed into a human, still the one you knew back then? I want to ask this question, but I feel that it is unnecessary to influence other people's choices with my own judgment.'

'If it were you, Yuan, would you think this is right or wrong?'

'Would you regret it?'

Nüxi Clan, named Jiaonü, Tu Shan Clan...

Wei Yuan rubbed his forehead, feeling a hint of familiarity... Well, combined with her tendency to tease the Queen Mother of the West, could it really be her...? Sss... Nü Jiao?

Was her previous life one of the first humans created by Nuwa?

She once knew the young Queen Mother of the West?

Well, this could explain why the Queen Mother of the West, one of the Ten Great Peaks, would personally attend a human wedding, even though the human race was not weak at that time, it was only considered not weak among the myriad races of the Great Wilderness. Compared to a War God who controlled heavenly tribulations and disasters, it was still not enough.

No wonder the Queen Mother of the West among the many Celestial Gods, leaned towards the human race.

No wonder the mountain gods and water gods of the Kunlun lineage often stood on the side of the human race in many disasters.

So that's how it is? The initial bit of fate led to many later changes. If it weren't for this, I probably wouldn't have met Jue, and there wouldn't have been so many stories later... No wonder the Queen Mother of the West at that time held a neutral attitude towards my reincarnation.

Wei Yuan's heart surged. However, did Nü Jiao know about this?

He thought for a while and recorded this stone inscription.

He planned to let Nü Jiao see it when he returned.

He looked at the next stone inscription, which was also the last one.

'When I arrived here, the divine soul of Jia Yi had already begun to deteriorate severely.'

'The passage of time will inevitably bring irreversible losses, and his foundation was too weak to be reversed here. I wanted to take Him away from here to find Nuwa and some special spiritual lands to strengthen his soul once, perhaps there would still be a chance.'

'Jia Yi refused.'

'This was the first time that He, as an original basic creation, expressed strong resistance.'

'I asked Him, even ants cherish their lives, how could living beings not seek survival?'

'He answered me, the duty of gods is to pave the way, and the duty of puppets is to obey orders.'

'And Jia Yi's duty is to wait for the returning Lord.'

'He said, You said that you will be back soon, maybe tomorrow, or maybe the day after tomorrow.'

'If you come back and find that he is not here, you may feel disappointed, so he refuses to leave. He seemed very apologetic, and I told him that he need not feel sorry. If this is his choice, then I will choose to respect his will.'

This was the last stone tablet. After that, Hou seemed to have never come to this world again.

Wei Yuan was silent for a long time until the tea in his cup had cooled down before he came back to his senses. He closed his eyes, his white hair falling behind his back. In this vast small world, the sound of the Great Dao opening up reverberated, but it felt even more empty. Before this dojo created by the three of them, among the three thousand Mind-Questioning Jade Marrow, only the blue-shirted Daoist sat cross-legged, his white hair falling to the ground, only feeling desolate.

'My name is Hou.'

'My name is Huntian. I heard that you, Daoist friend, seek the Heavenly Dao?'

'Welcome, welcome!'

Heh...

The Great Dao leads to longevity, each taking their own path. It is rare enough to have known each other.

The people were gone, and the tea in his hand had cooled down. Wei Yuan restrained his emotions and looked towards the depths. There were no stone tablets there. If it were the Wei Yuan of the past, he might have completely ignored it, but for him now, whose cultivation had reached the four great paths in the realm, the anomaly there was simply glaring.

The white-haired Daoist casually splashed the tea in his cup, and the tea flew out, landing on the secrets of heaven.

Turning into ripples of afterimages.

There were originally stone tablets there, with residual information and aura belonging to Houtu as well, but in the next moment, these stone tablets seemed to be weathered gravel, slowly dissipating into nothingness, and ultimately not even a trace was left. If Wei Yuan's sensitivity to the four types of laws—Heaven, Earth, Dao, and Humanity—was not extremely high at this moment, he would have subconsciously ignored it.

"...Destroyed. Who did it?"

Wei Yuan wanted to see clearly who had done it, but the other party's strength seemed to be extremely powerful, and secondly, it spanned a long period of time. Wei Yuan himself was only sensitive to this type of information because of its characteristics, but it did not mean that he was good at restoring it.

As for methods of deducing the past and future Heavenly Secrets...

Wei Hall Master's proficiency was still at the level where he would be chased around the world by Master Kong with a ruler.

Since he couldn't deduce it himself, he had to rely on external objects.

Wei Yuan clenched his five fingers and directly pulled out the Hetu Luoshu from the Lucid Dream. The Hetu Luoshu seemed to be unable to believe that he had been released. There was no reckless old fool with a stick, nor was there that Zhu Jiuyin who couldn't see his face clearly but was still shady as hell.

No!

No!

Hahahaha!

After being stunned, the Hetu Luoshu suddenly burst into laughter, the spiritual patterns soaring, and directly transformed into a young man wearing blue-gray clothes with a face so plain that you would forget it after one glance, and shouted: "Hahahaha, Wei Yuan, Wei Yuan, you really underestimated me too much!"

"You actually released me!"

"The sky is high and the earth is wide, allowing me to roam, hahahaha!"

"From now on, I will no longer be restrained by you!"

"From now on, I will be invincible in the world, and I will tell the whole world about your dark history!"

The blue-clothed youth burst out with a powerful spiritual energy, and then grasped the Heavenly Secrets, about to instantly escape, away from that nightmare. Just when he was in a good mood, he suddenly 'saw' his future, saw himself instantly going away, but inevitably, one after another, spatial rifts appeared.

He would be interfered with by various reasons and fall into them.

When sleeping, when walking, even when fighting, when eating.

And these spatial rifts, which should have been random and irregular, all pointed to the same endpoint: the white-haired, blue-robed Daoist, his eyes indifferent, the endless sword energy storm faintly flowing behind him, faintly transforming into the vastness of Heaven, the thickness of Earth, the Yanhuang of Humanity, and the Dao body where the three are united.

He saw the white-haired Daoist stretch out his right hand, his five fingers slightly open:

'Edict, the Hetu Luoshu will eventually shatter...'

'Edict, the fragments of the Hetu Luoshu will never be reunited.'

'Edict...'

'Hetu Luoshu, you cannot leave this place by three feet.'

Countless time and space rifts converged, connected to each other, turning into a death trap that could never be escaped, and the cause of everything he encountered all pointed to the white-haired Daoist, pointed to those chaotic and indifferent pupils.

The blue-clothed youth was sweating profusely, his body stiff.

When...when did this guy get this weird and terrifying authority?

Not very good at attacking high-level opponents head-on, and he has swordsmanship against strong enemies.

But for those weaker than him, it's simply a 100% crush, without even a trace of a chance to turn the tables. Facing such an enemy, facing such a future, the Hetu Luoshu took a deep breath, and then used all the courage of his life, used all his determination.

Turned around and took a step!

Thump!

The blue-clothed youth's legs went weak and he fell directly to the ground.

"Great Lord, I was just joking, hahaha."

"No matter what, no matter where, your humble little Luo will always be your servant."

"I will never be arrogant. That stuff, the dark history, we've all swallowed it, you can rest assured, completely rest assured!"

The Hetu Luoshu transformed into the original stone tablet, honest and obedient, moving from the heart.

The white-haired Daoist was completely confused by this guy. What exactly did this guy see, why did he suddenly change his attitude? It was as if he had been directly "ora-ora'd" for several pages. He suppressed these distracting thoughts and calmly said, "I need Heavenly Secret divination. You will assist me."

"Okay, what does Master want to calculate?"

"As long as it's not Fuxi, I'll calculate it for you!"

Wei Yuan pondered and said, "The stone tablets left by Houtu."

Hetu Luoshu: "............"

Wei Yuan added, "And, who exactly destroyed the stone inscriptions left by Houtu."

Hetu Luoshu: "............"

After a moment of silence.

The Hetu Luoshu fell to the ground with a thud, giving up completely:

"What, why don't you just split me up, please do it quickly."

"Just close your eyes and it will be over."

Wei Yuan: "............"

Where did all the ambition just now go?

The white-haired Daoist was helpless, and at this time, the Heavenly Secrets changed. Wei Yuan and the Hetu Luoshu who was lying flat were stunned, or rather, the former was stunned for a moment, while the latter was even more shocked, because this aura carrying hostility and exploration,

Pointed directly at the white-haired Daoist.

ps: Today's first update............

Trying to fix the update time, trying to fix it to 12:30 noon and 19:00 in the evening to try...