Chapter 099 The Hypocrite Son (End) Turned into a Fox!

The Elf King is dead.

The news spread across the continent at an extremely fast speed, and everyone was silent.

For a reason that is well known but no one dares to say, all races remained silent about the death of the Elf King and dared not say a word.

However, the sacrifices and efforts that the Elf King had made for the creatures in the underworld were finally seen by everyone. With deep gratitude, they dressed in plain clothes and prayed for the Elf King's soul.

Because of the disappearance of the gods of light and darkness, the world has returned to peace. The continent and the cursed land have signed a non-aggression pact. The cursed land now exists only as an ordinary piece of territory in this world, and the western monsters are just another special race.

Everyone knows that this was achieved at the expense of the Elf King.

Everyone knows that Hemera, the God of Creation, is madly in love with the Elf King. However, what they don't know is that the God who just returned has already made a decision.

…

As the only god in the world today, there is no place that can stop Hemera.

He came to the Sea of Dead Souls and brought out all the elves who had died when their race was exterminated.

Hemera led them back to Toyue Forest, where Jane had buried his grandfather.

He absolved them of the sins that the Dark God had once judged against them, allowed them to rest in peace, and helped them to be reborn into the afterlife.

After doing all this, He held Jane in His arms.

The god with black hair and golden eyes came to the withered world tree, holding the dead elf.

He looked up at the dead giant tree, his gaze peaceful and distant, as if time had gone back in an instant and he had returned to tens of thousands of years ago.

There were no living creatures in the world at that time. He looked up at the tree he had planted himself and watched the first batch of primitive elves grow on it.

As He watched, He smiled foolishly.

"Jane, I'm taking you home." He kissed the cold forehead of the person in his arms, his tone extremely gentle, "I know you won't forgive me, but I still want to atone for my sins. Even if you stop me, it won't affect my decision."

He looked at the elf's sleeping face tenderly, his eyes full of reluctance and attachment.

"I really don't want to be separated from you." He said, "But I think, instead of facing me forever, maybe you will be happier this way, Jane, I am so afraid that you will be unhappy. I am afraid that I will misunderstand your meaning again and repeat the previous mistakes. I really hope you can tell me."

Of course, no matter what He said, the elf would not open his eyes.

The tenderness in Hemera's eyes gradually turned into bitterness, and a sense of sorrow and grief emanated from Him.

Even now, he still couldn't accept the fact that the elf had left. He always habitually injected the power of light into this body, and always felt that the elf was just asleep and would wake up one day.

He gently kissed the elf's bloodless lips and swallowed the slight tremor in his throat.◇

Then He placed the elves at the roots of the World Tree.

Hemera closed his eyes, and the sounds of the entire world shrank into his consciousness. He saw that all races lived in peace, and that everyone lived and worked in peace without the shadow of war, and he showed a look of relief.

This is what Jane wanted to see most. He didn't want to disappoint him at this time.

Now it seems that everything that needs to be done has been done.

Hemera took one last look at the elf and took out something.

The pure white light is brilliant and dazzling. It is the cause of everything and will also be the end of everything.

Hemera placed her palm on the World Tree, and the Heart of God slowly sank into the trunk.

After a moment of extreme silence, the giant tree emitted an old and distant hum, and burst into a white light.

In this light, the dry tree trunk was injected with vigorous vitality again. It stretched out its branches that covered the sky, as if time was accelerated. Tender buds quickly emerged on it, and then quickly grew into lush leaves.

With the revival of the World Tree, the entire Touyue Forest gradually came back to life.

The land renovated the soil, buried the dead branches and leaves, and many trees slowly woke up. All the trees were green and tall, and under the wrapping of soft white light, they recovered to be lush and vast.

This forest, which existed only in legends for six hundred years, has returned again.

All living beings in the world seemed to sense something and looked towards the distant border of the continent in shock. Those relatively long-lived races also felt a familiar breath at the same time.

On top of the World Tree, large white flower buds gradually grew out.

As all this happened, Hemera's face became paler and paler, and her breathing became lighter and lighter.

When the buds had finished growing, he was no longer able to stand and fell down beside the elf.

He looked up at the forest that had regained its beauty and vitality, and smiled with relief.

“This is the gift I give you, and it is also my atonement.” He struggled to hold the elf in his arms, his movements were gentle and careful, as if the elf was just asleep. “Jane, the dead cannot be resurrected, but I will return the elves to you.”

The growth period of the bud is the same as the elf's gestation period, which is a full hundred years.

After the original elves are born, these flower buds can regenerate several batches of elves until these elves grow up and can reproduce themselves.

After several hundred years, relying on the elves' unique advantages, the elves will surely be able to return to their heyday and stand at the top of the continent again.

Hemera stared at the flower buds in a daze, and murmured, "Fortunately, I still have this little use."

He wondered, would any of these newly born elves look like Jane? Would any have black hair and black eyes?

Thinking of an elf similar to Jane, tremblingly learning to walk, He smiled, his smile was doting and distant.

Then He withdrew His gaze and gently returned it to Jane's face.

"It's a pity that we can't see it."

The god with black hair and golden eyes held the elf in his arms, his breathing gradually weakened, and then gradually disappeared.

After the god's breath completely disappeared, the World Tree he leaned on slowly stretched out its dense branches, wrapped up the god and the elf in his arms, and hid inside the trunk.

At the same time, a shadow slowly emerged from the top of the World Tree.

The shadow gradually solidified, and his ankle-length black hair fluttered in the wind. After a moment, he opened his eyes, revealing a pair of bright eyes that were like molten gold in black.

"What's going on?"

He suddenly felt a splitting headache, and countless memories and rules suddenly emerged in his mind.

He quietly accepted it for a moment, raised his hand and looked at it, then lowered his eyes to look at the world beneath his feet.

Tree.

“I know,” He murmured, “I am… God.”

From his memories, he learned that he was the soul split from Hemera, but because Hemera also injected too many parts belonging to Jane into his memories, his self-awareness was more like that of Hemera and Jane's child.

"I am the son of the God of Creation and the 48th Elf King. From now on, I am the only god in this world."

The newly born god looked at the vast world that belonged to him, then lowered his eyes to look at the flower buds on the world tree with a gentle gaze.

"Elves, I will protect you forever."

Hemera died, leaving her deepest regrets and sorrows to the new god.

The thing he regretted most was that he did not protect the elves when he was the God of Light, and he wiped out the elves when he was the God of Darkness.

Now that He knows that He is about to leave, He leaves the strongest protection for the new elves to prevent tragedy from happening again.

The new god fell to the ground, knelt down facing the World Tree, bowed his head and remained silent for a moment.

Then He stood up and disappeared into the Tuoyue Forest.

…

In the old legends sung by the bards, this is how the story ends.

The world has a new life, the elves have a new life, and the gods have a new life.

But the two people who gave new life to all things will never be reborn again.

From then on, the world had elves again.

But there is no more Creator God.

…

Jian Ziyan returned to the consciousness space, and 419's excited voice rang out.

"Oh my God, host! Do you know how much forgiveness you have earned in this world?"

Jian Ziyan covered his ears and said, "Looking at your inexperienced look, I guess there must be a lot."

"..." 419 was reserved for a moment, but still sounded very happy, "You have received a total of 18,000,000 forgiveness points in this world! Adding the previous ones you have used up, you now have 85,000,000 forgiveness points! They have been exchanged for the same amount of points!"

The system is a system after all. When it broadcasts numbers, it doesn't say thousands or millions, but eighty-five hundred thousand and zero... So Jian Ziyan had to open the panel and count them again himself.

"Eighty-five million, that's great." He said with emotion, "High risk really means high return. Although this world is always on the verge of collapse, I'm willing to do it again with this much money."

419 said: "In fact... maybe you really need to do it again."

Jian Ziyan: “Hmm?”

"Since you have achieved excellent results in an S-level world, your qualifications have leapt to that of a top-level tasker." 419 explained, "So from now on, the worlds you will be assigned will at least be A-level... But based on my experience, I estimate that they will basically only be S-level in the future."

"So strict?" Jian Ziyan felt something was wrong. "This is illogical."

419 I don’t understand.

"Look, you said before that there aren't many high-level taskers, and those who can complete the S-level world difficulty are already at the top level." Jian Ziyan said, "Then I assume based on common sense that there aren't many top-level taskers who can complete the S-level world, right?"

419: "Not many indeed..."

"Since completing an S-level world can earn you so many points, then wouldn't an S-level tasker be able to accumulate 100 million points by completing a few S-level worlds?" Jian Ziyan spread his hands, "By then, the best performers will have exchanged their achievements back to reality, so who will still work for you?"

After figuring out what he was thinking, 419 choked.

It paused for a long time before saying, "Is it possible that even for a top-level tasker, it is basically impossible to get more than 10 million points in one go..."

"Ah..." Jian Ziyan suddenly realized, "I'm sorry, I didn't realize that I was too good."

419 Nothing to say.

It has now been completely worn out by its host. Since he is awesome and has good performance, it will definitely follow him in the future.

What's more, although this host was very disdainful of the mission object, he was really good to it. When it needed to spend points for maintenance or upgrades, he never hesitated.

Thinking of this, 419 looked at Jian Ziyan more favorably and his tone became much gentler.

"So host, do you want to enter the next world right away, or do you want to rest for two days first?"

This tone scared Jian Ziyan so much that he almost jumped up. He looked horrified: "Xiao Jiuer, be normal. I'm scared."

419 immediately returned to its lifeless electronic voice: "Do you want to enter the next world right away, or spend two days in a drunken stupor?"

"This feels right..." Jian Ziyan muttered, smiling, "Since the next world is likely to be S-level, I'll take a two-day break."

If you say two days, it will be just two days.

Two days later, Jian Ziyan took the initiative to poke the small system and entered a new world.

…

This is a world with an ancient fairy-hero background. The protagonist Lu Wufeng is the chief disciple of the first fairy sect, Xuanyun Palace. He is a gentleman, upright, just and clear-headed. He is the popular successor to the head of the sect and the future leader of the righteous path in the world of immortal cultivation.

The protagonist is Chu Yeshu, a junior fellow of Xuanyun Palace. He is unruly and full of youthful spirit.

This novel could have been a sweet story with a bit of a happy-enemy relationship, with a powerful and doting eldest brother and a kind-hearted younger brother who gets into trouble every day, mixed with some bloody misunderstandings and coincidences, and some external obstacles, but in the end the lovers will eventually get married.

But there is an ultimate villain here, and that is the person Jian Ziyan is traveling to this time.

Before Chu Yeshu appeared, he was Lu Wufeng's Taoist partner. His background was mysterious and his cultivation was profound. No one knew his origins, but Lu Wufeng didn't care and always believed in him.

However, the original body did not actually love Lu Wufeng. He and Lu Wufeng became Taoist partners only to pursue a higher realm - that is the legendary killing her husband to prove her truth.

Finally, when Lu Wufeng loved him to the extreme, he killed him with a sword.

Originally, he could have embarked on the path of ruthlessness and reached the top of the road, but he was greedy and in pursuit of greater power, he fell into the path of evil and became the disciple of the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord was seriously injured and was dying, so it was natural for him to pass the throne to his original body and then disappeared.

The original body obtained the power he had always dreamed of and should have been satisfied with it. However, at this time he discovered that his former Taoist partner Lu Wufeng was not dead. Not only was he not dead, but he had also become the leader of the immortal sect and had a new Taoist partner.

The arrogant original body has since had an inner demon. In order to get rid of this inner demon, he must kill Lu Wufeng and his new Taoist partner again.

At the end of the story, the original body was defeated, and Lu Wufeng led the immortal sect to besiege the Xiaogu Palace and returned the sword.

But if that is the case, then this world is actually not S-level in difficulty. The problem is that the entanglement between the original body and Lu Wufeng is more than that.

His original body was a fox demon, and after a thousand years of practice he finally transformed into a human form. However, he did not change his fox nature. Not only did he use any means necessary to pursue power, he also showed mercy everywhere, treating the three realms of the human world as a place to play. Even Lu Wufeng's previous life was a fish in his vast ocean.

Yes, previous life.

In his previous life, Lu Wufeng was called Jiang Zhijun, and he was a... Buddhist disciple.

He should have been pure and abiding by the rules and regulations, but he was seduced by his original body and broke the rules. However, after the original body hooked the person, it got tired of him and disappeared without a trace after enjoying enough. Jiang Zhijun was looking for him like crazy, but he had already set his sights on the next fish.

As for Jiang Zhijun, because he broke the Buddhist precepts, he was not only expelled from the sect, but also punished by the master who raised him. Until then, he did not regret it, until he saw that familiar face in the crowd.

When he was severely punished and almost on the verge of death, the original body just watched leisurely, like any other onlooker.

Seeing this, Jian Ziyan began to exclaim in amazement: "Good boy, this is really exciting. This character is so scumbag, he is comparable to me."

He continued to look down.

Jiang Zhijun saw with his own eyes how his lover coldly watched his misfortune, and finally realized the true face of his original self. However, in order to be able to fall in love with him after being expelled from the sect, he had voluntarily abandoned all his skills, and after being beaten so severely, he was left with a lifelong disability.

His master became so angry at his rebelliousness that he fell seriously ill and died of the illness within two years.

Jiang Zhijun felt deeply sorry for his master, so he drew his sword and committed suicide in pain, dying in the vast snow.

After reading this past life, Jian Ziyan's first question was: "Tell me, the past life was introduced in such detail, it can't be just for me to understand the character, right?"

419 coughed dryly and said, "It's like this. The data report just showed that... Lu Wufeng has recovered his memories from his previous life."

Jian Ziyan: "Oh?"

419: "Yes, he has recovered his memories from his life as Jiang Zhijun, so he has hatred for you for two lifetimes."

Jian Ziyan hissed softly, but his eyes were shining with interest.

He originally thought it was just a cliché story of former lovers turning against each other, but when he read the first half, he had already thought of how to write it in his mind. This kind of story is no difficulty for him.

But now, he overturned all the previous settings and picked up the keyboard with great interest.

"Xiaojiu, have you given up?" He even had the leisure to tease 419, "After forcibly correcting several worlds, I still couldn't stop the protagonist from falling in love with me, so this time I just let myself go?"

419 Dead Fish Eyes: "Does your background have any impact on you? If it doesn't, then why should I bother? Besides, there are only a few S-level worlds to choose from, so I have no choice."

I'm afraid the last sentence is the real reason.

Jian Ziyan praised: "Not bad, you are quick to understand, and you are worthy of your number."

419: "Hmm?"

"419." Jian Ziyan's tone was a little ambiguous, "Treat every world as an exciting 419, wouldn't that make you feel much better?"

419: "Hmm?"

Jian Ziyan had teased enough, he no longer paid attention to the small system and began to rewrite: In order to protect his reincarnated lover, he had to accept the conditions of the exchange, even though he knew that he would die without a doubt and there was no possibility of being with his partner again...

After completing the rewrite, he called out the mirror as usual and looked at his appearance.

The fox demon is worthy of being a fox demon. Just by looking at her face, she is naturally charming and seductive. Even when she is not smiling, she is naturally affectionate. A glance from her eyes can directly arouse the deepest desires in people's hearts.

He is worthy of being called the King of the Sea who can roam the three realms with just his looks!

Who would believe that the owner of this face would be loyal and madly in love with one person?

Jian Ziyan slightly raised the corners of his lips in front of the mirror, and his face instantly blossomed like a gorgeous flower. However, his eyes were full of majesty and his temperament was cold. The conflicting and complex temperaments merged in him, which made people feel thrilling at first sight.

What does it mean to be so handsome that it shocks the three realms? This is probably it.

"Okay." Jian Ziyan nodded with great satisfaction, "Go into the world."

Get ready for the world, three, two, one...

The world protection ended and Jian Ziyan opened his eyes.

The magnificent and majestic palace of Xiaogu Palace came into his sight. There was no one in the palace, and he could faintly hear the noise of war outside the palace.

The Immortal Sect has broken in. Under the leadership of their leader Lu Wufeng, they are determined to attack the Demon Palace today and kill the Demon Lord.

Jian Ziyan lazily raised his neck, glanced with his narrow eyes at the surrounding decorations that were much taller than him, and licked his paws leisurely.

Yes, claws.

Isn't it normal that he would turn back into his original form that no one knows because he was seriously injured and had exhausted his magic power?

Little Fox Jane, who had never been an animal before, moved his ears happily, curled up quietly on the Demon Lord's throne, and looked at his brightly colored fur.

So beautiful, so handsome, he is worthy of being like this, he can be so beautiful even when he turns into a fox.

At this moment, the voice of 419 came into my ears.

"Don't be so conceited, Lu Wufeng and the people from the Immortal Sect are coming in."

Jian Ziyan nodded, and with the help of world consciousness, integrated himself into his new personality.

Hearing the footsteps approaching slowly, he tried to struggle one last time, but because he had no strength at all, he could only collapse limply on the seat.

As the footsteps got closer, his heart grew heavier.

There is no other way...

…

No matter who walks in, he will surely die today.

He sighed in his heart, licked the wound on his front leg carefully, closed his narrow fox eyes, and lay down quietly.

The visitor has already walked into the hall.

The pointed fox ears moved, and Jian Ziyan was surprised to find that there seemed to be only one person coming in.

However, even if a five-year-old child came in at this time, he could easily end his life, and it made no difference to him how many people came in.

That's just fate.

It’s just a pity…

In the end, I never got to see that person again.

That person already hated him to the core, not to mention that he had a new immortal lover. He would definitely not want to see his disgusting face again.

Jian Ziyan swallowed some bitterness, and the hair on his body became a little duller. He lay prone on the chair, calmly waiting for the butcher's knife to fall.

However, the imagined killing move did not appear. Instead, a pair of cold and slender hands hugged his upper limbs and lifted his upper body up in his astonished eyes.

Then a familiar voice that made him tremble all over sounded softly.

"How come... the one sitting on the Demon Lord's throne is actually a fox?"

Jian Ziyan looked up blankly and saw the face that he loved to the core.

Proper but not stiff, beautiful but not feminine, pretty and elegant, calm and gentle.

It's him.

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