Great God Mars has been constantly breaking updates, I can't stand it, I can't stand it, I'll help him finish this masterpiece.
Notes: This is a fan-made continuation of the novel...
What is coming will eventually come.
When this moment finally arrived, Yun Che's heart actually calmed down a lot. He was no longer hesitant, worried, or wasted his time.
Even if the road ahead is full of twists and turns, don't ask about the return date, just ask your conscience.
The worst-case scenario has already been foreseen, so what's there to worry about? Just do your best.
Emperor Yuan opened an isolation barrier and stared at this little man who was only at the fourth level of the Divine Lord Realm.
"Aren't you afraid of me?" This was the first sentence Mo Su said, with a smile on his face. He didn't have any of his usual dignity at all, and he looked like an ordinary elder.
“There’s nothing to be afraid of. You’re just a pitiful person.” Yun Che smiled back.
"Oh? You're quite interesting. This is the first time I've heard someone speak of me like this." Mo Su wasn't angry. Instead, he felt that Yun Che had a good character.
"I received the inheritance from the Elemental Creator God, which contains several memories. I know roughly what you went through." Yun Che said calmly, "So, should I call you Uncle Master or Abyss Emperor now?"
“Hahaha, in all these years, no one has ever dared to establish a relationship with me directly. You are indeed very special. Elemental Creation God Nixuan is my elder brother, my elder brother for life. Even if I fall into this abyss, it will not change. You can call me uncle-master.” Mo Su laughed heartily, as if because no one else could enter his humble heart for so many years, and Yun Che could be considered half of it.
Yun Che complained in his heart: Doesn’t Caili call you uncle?
"I know everything you've done since you entered the sea of fog. You're worthy of being the successor chosen by my eldest brother, and you've lived up to his reputation. With only the fourth-level Divine Lord Realm cultivation, you can unleash the power of the fourth-level Divine Destruction Realm. I'm really looking forward to your potential." Mo Su didn't hide anything, but told him frankly.
Yun Che naturally understood everything that Mo Su said, but he also knew that the teleportation ring the other party had given him could only transmit basic location information and combat information, and could not directly obtain information such as conversations.
"Everything I have was given by Master. I am only grateful for the power I have now. Master is both a teacher and a father to me. He saved my life, taught me martial arts, and gave me a new life. Moreover, he is the Elemental Creator God. Naturally, I cannot dishonor Master's reputation." Yun Che's words were full of sincerity. Even if the facts were not so, he was still grateful to the Heretic God.
"Hahaha, not bad, not bad. Big brother should feel very pleased to have a successor like you. It's just that you are different from him. You are not as free and unrestrained as him. I really want to know how you got his inheritance." There was still a smile on Mo Su's face, but the questions became sharp, which was a trap at every step.
Yun Che had already considered a solution to this problem. "When I was ten years old, I accidentally fell into the depths of the fog sea. I was rescued by my master in a desperate place. It was already the primordial death abyss, and ordinary people could not enter it at all. My master was already on his last legs at that time, so he passed on the inheritance of the Elemental Creator God to me."
The Primordial Death Abyss is the deepest part of the Fog Sea, where even a true god cannot enter. Mo Su had no way of verifying Yun Che's statement.
"It's the Primordial Death Abyss?" A flash of surprise crossed Mo Su's face, but he didn't dwell on it. Instead, he continued, "With Big Brother's cultivation, it's indeed possible for him to survive there. As his disciple, you should have a Xuantian Supreme Treasure on you. He possessed the 'Qiankun Thorn' back then. Xuantian Supreme Treasures are eternal and can never be destroyed."
“Uncle Master, I do have a Xuantian treasure on me, but it’s not the Qiankun Thorn, but the Sky Poison Pearl.” A smile appeared on Yun Che’s face, and the last flaw was completely eliminated by him.
Yun Che had expected Mo Su to mention the Qiankun Thorn, because the first time the Mist Emperor appeared was at the same time as him. Although he was in the Kingdom of Dreamweaver afterwards, he might have traveled through it through the Qiankun Thorn. The connection between the Mist Emperor and Yun Che could not be completely cut off. Even this time, the fact that the Mist Emperor and Yun Che appeared at the same time still made Mo Su feel strange.
The Qiankun Thorn originally belonged to the Heretic God, so it was normal for it to appear on Yun Che's body.
But after hearing Yun Che's words, Mo Su was stunned. He knew that the Sky Poison Pearl was in the hands of the Sky Smiting Devil Emperor back then, so how could it be in the hands of the Elemental Creator God now?
Yun Che paused deliberately, then spoke, “In fact, Master and the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor fell in love back then, even before you and that demon girl. As a testimony of their love, the two exchanged their Xuantian treasures, so the one Master left me was the Sky Poison Pearl.”
"There is such a thing?" This time, Mo Su was completely stunned. His shock was countless times greater than before.
The tragedy of Mosu and Xiaodie is the tragedy of the combination of God and devil. They never expected that Nixuan and Jieyuan had already done this most extraordinary thing before them.
My eldest brother has always been like this, unrestrained and free-spirited. He once encouraged me to pursue love bravely. At that time, I thought he only said that out of consideration for my feelings. Now it seems that he really thinks and acts in this way...
Mo Su's heart and soul could not calm down for a long time. This incident was like a thunderclap exploding in his heart and soul. He thought that after a million years, he would not have such drastic emotional fluctuations again, but this time, he could not help but be shocked and tremble.
The moment the poison bead appeared that day, Mo Su no longer had any doubts. After a long silence, he asked, "So, was Big Brother also harmed by the Heaven-Slaying God Emperor?"
Mo Su's question was utterly difficult. This was the past event he was most reluctant to mention, but it was very likely that the Elemental Creator God had also been wiped out by the Heaven-Slaying God Emperor...
Mo Su no longer calls the God-Slaying Emperor Mo'e "Father God". When the other party sacrificed the Ancestral Sword of Heaven and blasted them into the abyss, the relationship between the two was completely severed. However, as a son of man, although Mo Su holds a grudge against and does not understand Mo'e, he is always unwilling to vilify him. Therefore, Mo Su still calls him the God-Slaying Emperor.
"The Heaven-Slaying God Emperor schemed to lure the Heaven-Slaying Demon Emperor into a private meeting, then wielded the Heaven-Slaying Ancestral Sword to banish her to the outer reaches of Primal Chaos. Because of this incident, the Heaven-Slaying God Emperor and the Elemental Creator God engaged in a life-and-death battle. Ultimately, due to the existence of the Heaven-Slaying Ancestral Sword, Master was defeated, and the Heaven-Slaying God Emperor also lost too much of his lifespan and passed away not long after." Yun Che slowly recounted this old story without adding any embellishments.
"Mo'e is so pathetic, lamentable and ridiculous! He is a heartless, selfless and ruthless person. No, he has no humanity at all. He doesn't even let go of his own relatives, close friends and confidants. How can such a person be called a human being!" For the first time, Mo Su sincerely hated Mo'e and said such disrespectful words.
Yun Che looked directly at Mo Su. He could feel the pain and resentment in Mo Su's heart. He also knew that Mo Su himself was not such a heartless and ungrateful person. Perhaps he was just too paranoid. There was still room for negotiation.