“…White Deer…” she paused, “It looks familiar…”
"That war god who once scorned you comes from this race..."
"It's you guys. I don't even remember this person." She sneered. "Useless is useless. No wonder you came to find me. It turns out you were preoccupied with other things."
“We are you too…” the voices cried out unwillingly, “We are you too… You can’t say that about us… It’s just that your time hasn’t come yet, it’s just that your time has come…”
"Time?" She laughed. "Fool, hahaha, you don't believe me when I say you're foolish."
The spirits that resembled her seemed enraged, swarming forward, their impulses bordering on a desire to tear her apart. But she was utterly unafraid. "Do you know how I differ from you? You call yourselves gods, yet you possess none of the qualities of a god..."
"As the first one to approach her..." she mused, "we came to you because...time is useless, right?"
"Yeah, right!" She looked at herself mockingly, sweeping the pen and ink off the table. "How hilarious! How could I have been so stupid in my past life? Starting over and over again, it's laughable, you bunch of idiots!"
"What should we do?" her past self asked her.
"The world is vast and diverse, so send me to any place you like."
"Then……"
"And then you are me." She clenched her hand in the air, and a physical body appeared. Her past self walked in and looked at the group of people surrounding her with disdain. "Among them, you're the only one with any brains."
"The Way of Heaven..." she hesitated.
"Destroy it then. You've all died tens of thousands of times combined. Are you afraid of this thing?" she sneered. "It's just a little thing made by humans. You are supposed to be the highest-ranking gods. How can you be so afraid of death!"
Those figures stopped speaking and just watched her quietly. In the end, they all turned into phantoms and entered the bodies of their previous selves.
"From now on..." the person from her previous life asked uncertainly, "Will it really work?"
"It has to work out, no matter what," she said firmly. "I will never become one of you."
"And if that still doesn't work?" the voices asked in unison.
"If it doesn't work, it's because of you useless cowards who are holding us back!"
"you!"
"Don't worry, I'll take responsibility for my mistakes, and I'll also take responsibility for the reincarnations. You can disappear now."
As the smoke cleared, she saw the figure of an old man deep in her memory. The old man had a white beard and, judging from his demeanor, should also be a cultivator.
"You're back?" She heard the old man's voice. He came over and took her hand. "Is everything ready? Are you ready?"
"It should be alright now." She rolled her eyes at the old man. "Why are you dragging your feet? Where is that person's body?"
"He's dead!" he sighed. "There's nothing we can do about it. The monk under the moon was a very open-minded person; he didn't want to suffer from that thing either!"
"Where is the Heaven-Burning Sword?"
"You..." The old man stroked his beard, "You don't recognize me anymore, do you?"
"After you've done all that, there'll be a child... whose gender I don't know, who will come to you. Take him as your disciple. You don't need to teach him anything. Over time, he'll gradually remember."
"Okay," the old man agreed, but his gaze lingered on her like that of a lovesick man.
Why are you staring at me like that?
“Grandmaster, many times I have doubted that you are not my grandmaster. They all say that the grandmaster is dead, but you always come to see me once every few hundred years. However, you only remember your mission and do not remember me as a person.”
Her hand holding the Burning Heaven Sword paused. "In the past... some people called us trash. This world doesn't belong to me. If I stay out here for too long, I'll go crazy."
"I will kill you when you leave, just like before."
She paused for a moment. "That's fine. I really hope you can stay like this forever."
Yes, it will.
She easily retrieved the spirit of the Burning Heaven Sword and placed it under a longevity tablet. "The person you accepted is named Wen Jingge. This is her longevity tablet."
As she spoke, she threw the longevity tablet to the ground. The lit tablet quickly dimmed. She replaced half of the jade tablet with a corner of the Burning Heaven Sword and then restored it to its original appearance.
However, the crack in the middle of the jade pendant is still quite serious. "Keep this extra jade pendant safe. If she ever becomes possessed by a demon, use this jade pendant to kill her. The me who returned is in great danger. Only in this way can we be absolutely sure of our safety."
"This..." The old man hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.
"I'm leaving." She turned her back to the old man, who didn't use a knife, but instead used the jade pendant she had given him to cut her in two.
Because she was a god, her body was different from that of ordinary people. Her body slowly dissipated, and in the end, only a pile of ashes remained.
"She's fallen into demonic possession!" The old man looked even older. He stared at the woman emerging from the blood mist, who resembled a goddess of death. Behind her stood tens of thousands of undead, who were wreaking havoc on the Xuanmen sect under her command. "Did she fail?"
He muttered to himself, "I failed. It was a failure for me."
But for the grandmaster, it was an unknown number of failures.
He had no time left, but his grandmasters, who came to see him each time, had plenty of time.
"What are you waiting for?" Standing beside him was a grandmaster, the first time he had seen his grandmaster's face clearly. Only then did he realize that his grandmaster and the demon god on the field had the same face. "Grandmaster... why did you come down, but... why didn't you kill yourself?"
He could sense the similarities between the two. When he was with Wen Jinge before, he thought that strange commonality was his imagination, but now it seemed that he shouldn't have thought about it.
"Grandmaster, what exactly do you want to do? You said the world was doomed and a demon general was about to emerge, so I helped you. But what did you do to make me personally train a demon general and then send her to her death?"
“We were wrong,” she sighed. “We thought she was wrong.”
"What's the meaning?"
"She didn't come back, she wasn't summoned back by us." She said regretfully, her expression growing increasingly bitter. "The ones on the field are us, not her. It's hard to imagine, isn't it? That the most just god in the eyes of humans could be jealous! We thought she was an unqualified god, that she had awakened humanity. But..."
The old man stopped listening to her nonsense, jumped down, and without hesitation plunged the jade pendant into her heart and lungs. "Grandmaster, you are a god. I do not blame you for your mistakes. Please, restore everything!"
He sighed, pulled the jade pendant from her body, and then inserted it into her heart and lungs. "May you not make the same mistake in the next life!"
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