Three days after the battle with the God Lord, Yun Che stepped out from the center of the Qiankun Formation. He carried the Niyuan Stone with him. At this moment, the God Son Hall was extremely deserted, with no one else present.
"As I expected, after learning of Meng Jianyuan's death, the Dreamless God sealed off the God's Son Temple." Yun Che was completely invisible, a smile on his face. Everything was exactly as he had imagined. "Meng Kongchan's extraordinary love and guilt for Meng Jianyuan are the best tools I can use. Now all I need is a fire to set the Dream Weaving Divine Kingdom and the Senluo Divine Kingdom on fire and fight to the death."
“The Son of God Temple is now protected by the power of a true god. It’s impossible for anyone else to enter, and it’s impossible for anyone to leave, except me.” Yun Che’s expression was somewhat complicated, and he asked, “Do you think I’m a little ungrateful…?”
Li Suo said softly, "It's true that for Meng Kongchan, you've let down all his love, but for everyone in the God Realm of the Living World, this step wasn't wrong. You simply did what you were supposed to do. Different perspectives will naturally lead to different results. There's no need to feel burdened."
“I’m quite surprised that you, a Creator God of Life who shows compassion for all living beings, would actually say such words.” Yun Che laughed heartily. “In fact, I had already planned this step when I arrived at the Dreamweaver Kingdom. Everything is under my control. I just didn’t expect that the Dreamless God would treat me so well. Therefore, I occasionally feel confused and reluctant. Perhaps I am not a heartless person at heart.”
"If my plan ultimately succeeds, I will do my best to preserve the Dream Weaver lineage and the Sky Zhe lineage if possible."
"This is your nature. In fact, I know that you have never been a bloodthirsty person. Everything you do now is just for the peace of another world." Li Suo could feel some of the struggle and entanglement in Yun Che's heart. Yun Che is essentially a person with feelings and righteousness, and he cannot completely cut off emotions and love.
"You're becoming increasingly adept at comforting others. I really like that," Yun Che replied softly. "It's time to go find Meng Jianxi. I wonder what the former Son of the Dreamweaver God would think after Meng Jianyuan's death."
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"Xier, this time God is helping you. You must seize the opportunity and ascend to the throne of the God of Dreams as soon as possible. Now that Meng Jianyuan is dead, you will have no rivals." Meng Xuanjue said excitedly. She paced back and forth in the Queen of Gods Palace, extremely surprised.
"Mother, I... I don't want to be the God of Dreams..." Meng Jianxi said softly with his head down.
"What did you say!?" Meng Xuanjue looked at Meng Jianxi, who was kneeling on the ground with a dejected look on his face. The excitement that had just risen in his heart suddenly disappeared, and was followed by an inexplicable anger at Meng Jianxi for not fighting back.
"Do you know how many people have sacrificed for this position, and how many people covet it? Three years ago, I dreamed that Yuan returned with a perfect godhood. I can understand your compromise and tolerance back then, but now, this position is clearly within your grasp, and you don't want to inherit it? You are such a loser!"
"Mother, during the three years that I've been with Brother Yuan, I've fully understood the gap between him and myself. This isn't just a gap in divinity, but also a gap in character and thinking. With my abilities, I don't have the confidence to lead the Kingdom of Dreamweaver towards a brighter future..." Meng Jianxi lowered his head deeply.
During the three years of getting along with Yun Che, he had gradually gotten used to his position as his subordinate and admired Yun Che's various practices and methods. With the appearance of a perfect superior, Meng Jianxi had a clearer understanding of his own position and realized that he was not cut out for it.
"You're such a loser! Go back and reflect on yourself. Come back to me when you've figured it out, otherwise we'll never meet again in this life!" Meng Xuanjue was furious. She didn't expect that she had raised such an unpromising son.
Meng Jianxi respectfully took his leave, but his heart remained unshaken. After seeing the Holy Lord in person, he realized that he had made a mistake.
Yun Che listened silently outside the hall. Currently, as long as he was not under the eyes of a Supreme Divine Realm cultivator, he could move freely anywhere and would be basically impossible to be discovered.
“How interesting! The once ambitious Meng Jianxi has now become like this. It seems my sense of oppression is too strong.” Yun Che sighed and quickly caught up with Meng Jianxi.
“Originally, I only wanted Meng Jianxi to be a cannon fodder and become the fuse that triggered the war between the two countries. Now I have changed my mind. Perhaps when he sees me again, he will stand on my side.” Yun Che had a plan in his mind. A person who has infinite admiration and fear for him in his heart is the easiest to control.
After Meng Jianxi returned to his room, he was still a little depressed. Meng Jianyuan's death was a big blow to him.
"Brother Yuan, originally, with the two of us in the future, the Dreamweaver Kingdom would surely become the most powerful of the six nations. Now, with my strength, it's simply impossible to achieve that... If you can come back, I will willingly assist you..."
“Meng Jianxi, you must remember what you said!” Yun Che suddenly appeared in front of Meng Jianxi, and then directly launched the most powerful skill of the Dream Weaving Divine Codex [Strange Dream Epiphyllum]!
Meng Jianxi's eyes were empty for a moment, and he fainted. He had a dream -
"Brother Yuan, you are not dead?" Meng Jianxi's words were filled with genuine excitement, as if he had found spiritual sustenance.
“I am indeed not dead, but it is not convenient for me to show myself right now. From now on, you must compile a copy of the information of each kingdom of God and place it in my Son of God Temple every day. There must be no mistakes. In addition, you must work hard to cultivate and become the new Lord of Dreamweavers. In the future, I will accomplish a great task with you, a matter of life and death for the Kingdom of Dreamweavers.” Yun Che stood in the center of the temple like a god, looking down at the kneeling Meng Jianxi.
"I can do the first requirement, but as for the second one... I'm afraid I don't have the ability yet." Meng Jianxi answered with difficulty.
"If I say you can do it, then you can do it. You've been with me for so long, and your abilities have long surpassed the boundaries of a God. Being a Dream Weaver God is more than enough for you."
Yun Che's words seemed to possess magical power, filling the emptiness in Meng Jianxi's heart. At this moment, his heart was no longer hesitant and confused, and he began to move forward firmly towards the position of God.
"Don't think about looking for me. I will show up when the time is right. You just need to do what you should do."
Yun Che's figure slowly left, leaving Meng Jianxi standing there in a daze.
“Huh, it’s much easier than I thought. This Meng Jianxi seems to have a genuine fear of me. It’s really interesting.” Yun Che’s forehead was not sweating at all. This time, invading Meng Jianxi’s soul was unusually easy.
Yun Che raised his head and pointed, and Yuan Chen followed his fingertips and sank deep into Meng Jianxi's soul, effortlessly condensing into a Yuan Core.
"If you truly want to help me, you can escape this disaster. But if you have second thoughts, your soul and body will be burned to ashes!"
After doing all this, Yun Che quietly left the Kingdom of Dreamweaver and returned to the Sea of Mist.
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