Chapter 80 The Great Dream Ends
No one knows how much time has passed in the mountains. After coming out of the ancient ruins, everyone couldn't help but feel dazed.
So much has happened, so much has changed, and so much has been lost in the past century. No matter who faces it, no one can easily accept the current outcome.
But at this moment, they did not have so much time to be sad. Everyone with their own mission quickly composed themselves and began to prepare to take on their responsibilities.
Before returning to Zhongnan Dao Sect, Yuan Qi stopped Chu Sheng.
After merging with the consciousness in the Tianyan Demon-Suppressing Umbrella, his temperament became even more extraordinary, and his whole body exuded an unprecedented spirit.
"You may need this." Yuan Qi said, and he handed the Tianyan Demon-Suppressing Umbrella, which had lost its spirit, to Chu Sheng.
The fact that one's own magical treasure was given away so easily seemed like child's play in the eyes of the people in the cultivation world, but Zongzi gave it away calmly and Chu Sheng also took it calmly.
"Perhaps in the past, it was yours."
Yuan Qi said, "Now that the property has been returned to its original owner, I hope it's not too late for me to wake up."
"It has never belonged to me, so how can it be returned to its original owner? But Brother Yuan Qi, you are indeed more clear-headed than anyone else.
Otherwise, I would have to face the same questions as you, as well as the siege from Zhongnan Dao Sect and the Great Wuxiang Temple."
Chu Sheng took the umbrella without any surprise. Her voice was low, but loud enough for Yuan Qi to hear clearly.
"I haven't thanked you enough for saving me before, but now it seems we're even."
Yuan Qi looked puzzled. "How many times?"
"I am a reasonable person, and I always repay favors based on the overall account." Chu Sheng replied.
"Just because you've joined the Zhongnan Dao Sect now, you can't pretend that Master Fozi had stood by and watched, right?
If the Great Wuxiang Temple knew about this, I'm afraid they would never agree...
Am I right? The proud Buddhist disciple of the Great Wuxiang Temple a thousand years ago, no, the previous Wuqing Dao monk, Brother Yuanqi?"
The female cultivator with black hair and black eyes opened the umbrella, her eyes calm and full of confidence.
Yuan Qi was not surprised when his past identity was exposed. Everything that happened to Chu Sheng brought a kind of magic that was supposed to be like this.
"I really feel very sorry now." Yuan Qi took out the whisk magic weapon from his sleeve and placed it loosely on his arm.
He looked at the other person solemnly, as if he was looking at another self.
"If you could be born a thousand years earlier..."
"I'm already standing here, so what if?" Chu Sheng weighed the umbrella and nodded to Yuan Qi.
"Besides, would a thousand years ago necessarily be the best time?"
Yuan Qi laughed.
"...You're right, I'm obsessed."
Nagi Rinyu couldn't quite believe what he heard.
"What do you mean the demon cultivators have been completely annihilated?"
Qi An was even more incredulous than him.
"What do you mean the Sword Palace is gone?"
Only Ling Fengzhi was stunned for a long time, then slowly let out an "ah".
"Ah... Is this what they call the end of the cultivation world?"
As soon as these words came out, the outspoken Ling Fengzhi was hit on the head mercilessly by his two senior brothers.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" "I don't need your complaints at this time!"
Chi Jin has not yet completed the transformation of his bloodline and is still in a deep sleep, so Xuan Gui and He Ran stayed in the ancient ruins, while Xuan Ming re-entered the world of cultivation.
"Hey, little Fox King..." He glanced at Chu Sheng, who was talking to Yuan Qi, and cast a gloomy look at Fang Yuan beside him. "I'm going to find the Sun Chasing Demon King. Do you dare to go?"
"What are you looking for the Sun Chasing Demon King for?" Fang Yuan was confused. "If I remember correctly, you should be from Youlin Daze, right?"
"To compete with him for the position of Demon King!" Long Jiao exhaled through his nostrils, looking very unconvinced. "I'm not the strongest among the demons yet. If I become the strongest..."
I don’t know what he was thinking about, but Long Jiao laughed happily.
Fang Yuan blocked out his unpleasant laughter. After hearing what he said, he just pointed at himself in disbelief, "You mean, you're planning to drag me into fighting the Sun Chaser Demon King?"
"That's true!" Xuan Ming replied proudly. "Although your strength is somewhat lacking, I believe that with my compensation..."
“…Senior Sister, help! There are human traffickers here!!!”
Yuwawa took the lead before Chusheng and grabbed Fangyuan by the back of his neck. "You still want to run?"
The girl rolled her eyes, as black as black grapes, and slowly looked at Xuan Ming. "What are you going to do to my bonded person?"
“The Contract Maker???” A question mark appeared above Xuan Ming’s head.
The jade doll clapped her hands, and invisible wings faintly spread behind her. Fang Yuan subconsciously transformed into a beast, lying obediently beside her, and nudged the jade doll's head with a long kiss.
Long Jiao looked at the jade doll with a ghostly look in its eyes, then looked at Fang Yuan who was standing still, and subconsciously took half a step back.
Damn, there's a pervert here!
——Chu Sheng, why don’t you come over and take care of it quickly!
Ya Ge did not participate in anyone's argument.
From the moment she stepped into the world of cultivation, she felt the unprecedented weakness of "God".
The Saint of the Holy Church chuckled softly with a feeling of "as expected" and raised her colorful hammer after a long absence.
"Fellow Daoists, I'm about to advance. Can you please leave some space for me?"
Everyone hurriedly dispersed, and after Chu Sheng and Ya Ge looked at each other, they suddenly turned their heads towards Gui Xuan.
"After everything is settled, I plan to go see the Emperor."
Who are you going to meet?
That's the Heavenly Demon Emperor! He's the leader of the demonic cultivators and the main factor that could have caused all this! Can you please stop making it sound like it's as easy as eating and drinking water?
Guixuan's forehead was twitching wildly.
He took a deep breath, and then another deep breath. The young master of Liangyi Valley took several deep breaths in a row before he swallowed back his emotions that were on the verge of collapse.
Guixuan finally discovered it.
As soon as Chu Sheng opens his mouth, he has to be mentally prepared to avoid being choked to death by just one word from this whimsical guy!
He spent a long time preparing himself mentally, but in the end he could only utter one sentence.
"What can I do?"
"Don't you care about your Liangyi Valley anymore?" Chu Sheng looked at him confusedly, blinked, and asked innocently.
"I'll go back to Hehuan Sect, and you go back to Liangyi Valley. You've been away for such a long time, you should first check on how things are going back home, right? Do you really trust the old Valley Master so much?"
Once these words were spoken, it was simply impossible to refute them!
Silence, silence is Guixuan's endless psychological struggle at this moment.
He struggled in his heart for a long time, but in the end, his worry about his father's unreliability prevailed, so he spoke silently.
"...Then I'll come find you after I've settled things."
"After my senior brothers and I finish all the matters in the Sword Palace, I will go there too." Ling Fengzhi said.
"Wawa, you and Fang Yuan go to the Beast Taming Sect first." Chu Sheng said to Yuwa, "Elder Mo Chou might still be there... Do you still remember who she is?"
The jade doll was stunned for a moment, and a ray of light suddenly flashed in its originally ghostly eyes.
“…Master?”
Very good, it seems that the matter with Elder Mochou has been settled.
Chu Sheng nodded, and a hint of joy emanated from his aura.
"Then let's do it this way!"
Hehuan Sect.
Ye Ziqing was genuinely happy about Chu Sheng's appearance, but the only way to express this joy was that his expression became visibly more relaxed.
"Xiao Sheng, are you going to break through to the Mahayana stage?"
Chu Sheng shook his head.
"I am connected to him, and our lifeblood is interdependent. I cannot advance my cultivation realm normally, so I can only act this way... Senior Brother, please let me meet Uncle Si Chun."
The Hehuan Sect has always claimed that Venerable Si Chun has passed away. Chu Sheng's request sounded very strange, and Ye Ziqing was stunned after hearing it.
"I can't hide it from you..."
He sighed and led Chu Sheng to a secret place where no one knew.
"It's right here."
Si Chun, who was sitting cross-legged on a cushion with his eyes closed, raised his head when he heard someone entering.
He didn't even glance at Ye Ziqing, but instead stared at Chu Sheng with his eyes narrowed.
"First Sheng?"
"It's me." Chu Sheng answered, then she turned around and said to Ye Ziqing.
"Brother, please go out first. I still have something to discuss with Uncle Si Chun."
Ye Ziqing withdrew from this world, leaving independent communication space to Chu Sheng and Si Chun.
"Long time no see, Uncle Si Chun." Chu Sheng also conjured up a cushion and sat facing him. "I wonder how you've been these past few years?"
"Thanks to your Senior Brother Ziqing who still has a conscience, I'm living a decent life. No one has committed a treasonous act by secretly killing me, and I have tea to rinse my mouth with, so I can be considered content."
Si Chun poured tea for her, and the curling hot steam rose from the cup, obscuring the expression on his face.
Chu Sheng didn't move at all, and the teacup floated in front of her naturally. The female cultivator reached out her hand, took the teacup, took a sip, and praised.
"It's a truly delicious cup of tea, worthy of being sent to you by my senior brother."
Si Chun didn't move his eyebrows and smiled faintly.
"You went to the ancient ruins this time, and now that you've returned, your cultivation has improved even more..."
He paused, and seeing that Chu Sheng looked expressionless, he continued to ask.
"I wonder if Venerable Yunmeng is doing well these days?"
"I came here precisely to discuss this matter with you." Chu Sheng put down the teacup. The cup placed in mid-air collided with the air, making a crisp sound.
She looked at Si Chun and handed over a black lotus.
"I want to meet the Heavenly Demon Emperor."
"I don't understand what you mean." Si Chun frowned, and the doubt in his expression as he looked at her was so real that it was unmistakable.
"The Emperor's whereabouts are elusive, like a ghost. Why do you ask me about someone who has been imprisoned for so many years?"
Chu Sheng stroked the Yunshui Xuantian mustard seed in his hand and sighed softly.
"You are wrong, Uncle Master.
It’s not about how you know the location of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, but only you, my uncle who saw me first, will be the true carrier chosen by the Heavenly Demon Emperor in the end…”
She raised her eyes and greeted the great monk, one of whose eyes had unconsciously turned scarlet.
"Nice to meet you, Emperor Ming."
The last Qingming was also infected with a layer of hazy crimson, so Si Chun's consciousness sank into the abyss, and Minghuang's consciousness replaced it and surfaced at this moment.
The demon that scared countless people was sitting in front of Chu Sheng, but after he took the dark lotus, he just looked at the female cultivator cautiously and silently, and did not speak first.
Chu Sheng looked back at him calmly, until the other party looked away uncomfortably under the gaze of those dark eyes, then he slowly spoke.
"You look a lot like her."
Chu Sheng didn't answer.
The impression left by Tianmo Minghuang on the outside world seems to be that he is extremely crazy and irrational, and everything has some natural class difference from him.
When facing any living creature, Emperor Minghuang would ruthlessly harvest their lives as if they were unintelligent plants, but he showed a rare gentle expression towards Chu Sheng.
Chu Sheng knew who the "she" Tianmo Minghuang was talking about, and Tianmo Minghuang also knew that the young female cultivator in front of him knew the specific person he was talking about -
The Supreme Goddess.
"But you also know that I am not her." Chu Sheng replied, her tone gentle but unquestionable.
“You are also a part of Chongming Immortal Venerable.
You are the embodiment of his past memories and desires, a small bit of selfishness born from the birth of his innate life...
Therefore, Master has not been able to realize your existence all this time."
"He may have thought about it, but he is unwilling to delve into it." Minghuang's face showed a lively expression that Zongshan would not appear, and Chongming Immortal Venerable would not appear either.
"Everyone has selfish desires. Isn't possessing someone's heart exactly what she wants? He won't have the heart to let her down."
"But you will disappoint her." Chu Sheng said.
"You know, the consequences of what you are doing are not what she wants to see."
Minghuang's eyes flashed. The pitch-black golden lotus of creation did not move at all under his fingertips, but in an instant it turned into a pile of gravel and shattered into the endless space.
"So what?"
"It's precisely because you are not her..." He curved his eyes and gave a meaningful smile.
"Even if you knew what I was thinking, how could you stop me?!"
There was no collision of momentum, no crushing of spiritual power. Minghuang and Chu Sheng were just like two ordinary people, and their palms collided in mid-air.
"boom!"
Amidst the flying yellow sand, an endless black wind suddenly raged, and in the surging sea abyss, endless waves brought forth huge waves that covered the sky and the sun and rushed towards the shore!
The touch felt wrong, and the Emperor's expression changed slightly. "What is that thing you're holding in your palm?"
Chu Sheng loosened his palm, and the magic weapon that was almost embedded in his flesh was pushed outward by the lotus branches.
The blood-stained mustard jade bead carrying Yunshui Xuantian shattered into pieces in front of Emperor Minghuang and fell into the air.
"It's something you abandoned in the past, a dusty thing from the old times..."
Chu Sheng opened his mouth, and this place of confinement underwent earth-shaking changes!
"——It is the imperial level, and also the place where you can knock on the sky."
The secret realm with the liberated transmission channel stirred up a vortex, revealing the long-dormant Kunlun Ruins to the world again.
"What is that..."
Wang Ze's eyes were full of surprise.
"Ye Ziqing, what is that?"
On the Albizia Julibrissin tree that seemed to penetrate the sky, the jade steps towering into the clouds were presented to everyone in a straightforward manner.
"Is it the Emperor level?"
"Emperor rank..."
“The road to ascension! This is the road to ascension!!!”
Countless people cried bitterly, countless people prostrated themselves on the ground, and some left their originally safe bases without hesitation and charged towards the Heavenly Steps like a pilgrim.
"I don't want to stay in this dead end world of cultivation anymore. Oh God, please let me ascend!"
"Ascension... Ascension... There must be a way for us to survive in the upper realm!"
The sects that lost their ancestors in the Tribulation Crossing Stage remained silent.
So what if I'm at the Emperor level? So what if I've ascended to the Immortal Realm?
If ascension is unimpeded, why is it that the highest level of cultivation in the current world of cultivation can only reach the peak of the Spirit Transformation Stage?
The powerful beings in the Tribulation Crossing Stage have become distant legends, and all the venerable ones in the Mahayana Stage have become fertilizers for watering the soil and are grasped in the palm of the Emperor Ming.
Some cultivators in the Spirit Transformation Stage who were unaware of the situation rushed here one after another like ants stepping into boiling sugar water.
They climbed the Heavenly Stairs, struggling to climb upwards, and then one by one knelt on the jade steps, their energy and blood burned out, unable to take the next step closer to the sky.
Emperor Ming looked at Chu Sheng with strange eyes. The female cultivator's expression was calm and gentle, as if these tragic scenes were not caused by her.
"Is this what you want to show me?" The Emperor was very interested and was finally aroused by the other party.
"Are you trying to say that you prefer my decision and want to express your loyalty to me so that I will treat you well, just like Chongming did when you played the master-disciple game?"
“I’m not that idealistic.
Perhaps to Master, I am just me, but to Emperor Ming, I am naturally part of your plan...
Like millions of other living beings, he is the one who will be sacrificed, no different from others."
Chu Sheng was not angered by his provocation, but just lowered her eyes and spoke calmly.
"I just think that a short pain is worse than a long one. This might help you harvest the harvest faster."
"You are quite aware." Ming Huang's smile became more sincere, and he stretched out his hand and pressed her head without any hindrance.
The black nails pressed against the blossoming cassia flower between her eyebrows, and the female cultivator's inky black eyes stared at him, which indeed made Emperor Minghuang feel a little dazed for a moment.
"Although you are not her, but merely a fake creature created by humans, I can allow you to obtain your own body in the new world."
He rarely coaxed her gently, as if he was telling a bedtime fairy tale to a child.
It's a lie.
When the heaven and earth turn upside down at the last moment, the power of the whole world can be used to reshape the sun, moon, mountains and rivers. As time flows backwards, all the original traces will naturally be erased.
Whether it is Chu Sheng, Zongshan, Minghuang, or Chongming, they will all disappear in the long river of time without desire, and Minghuang has only one goal.
When Emperor Minghuang's hand was about to penetrate his body and soul, Chu Sheng suddenly asked.
"One last question. Did you carve the words on the boulder?"
The Emperor Minghuang reached into her soul without pause and answered at the same time.
"That's right."
This world has three thousand paths, and the hermit prays to heaven to receive the mandate.
A group of proud people appeared in the Yaoguang Temple for a hundred years, competing to cross the imperial steps for ten thousand years.
How many romantic people in the world, who turned into ashes and fell into the mortal world.
Only I, the Supreme One, can finally attain enlightenment and become the most eternal immortal.
“—Only I, the Supreme One, will finally attain enlightenment…”
Emperor Ming pulled out the Golden Lotus of Creation from Chu Sheng's spiritual palace. The pain that seemed to tear her soul apart made the female cultivator kneel on the ground in an instant, and her waist, which had never been bent, collapsed.
The black-haired, red-eyed demon took one last look at the cultivators rushing towards the Heavenly Stage like moths to a flame, and then without hesitation, he crushed the Golden Lotus of Creation into ashes, transforming it into tiny specks of flying spiritual dust.
The Tao is vibrating, the Tao is humming. The Tao is an ignorant, unconscious and insensitive existence, but at this moment it makes everyone feel its pain and screams as if it were a real person.
It wanted to preserve its own identity, but was absorbed, annexed, and contained by an irresistible force.
The sky was merciless, the earth was furious, the rolling thunderclouds and cracked land, accompanied by crumbling mountains and overflowing rivers, were as terrifying as the end of the world...
And within this space, there was a demon with the same face as the Immortal Chongming, who held every bit of power in his palm...
At this moment, he finally broke away from someone else's body, stepped into this world with his true body, and revealed a faint smile.
Tianmo Minghuang, like Zongshan, is the reincarnation of Chongming.
Chongming had already ascended to the upper realm, but found that the immortal was not a real immortal, so he went to great lengths to return to the lower realm, hoping to find a way out again.
Destroying the original rules connecting heaven and earth and making the immortals in heaven return to earth is naturally not an easy task.
Chongming returned to the lower world and accidentally tore the black hole that the Lord God had guarded with great difficulty, releasing the strange demon black evil, that is, the devil energy of heaven. The true spirit he transformed into was also stained with black.
So they split into completely different personalities.
As the subject, Zongshan does not remember Minghuang, because Minghuang's birth was the result of an accident.
Innate creatures are inherently pure, and they have never thought that they would be contaminated by the black evil, not to mention that the part that was removed still has Chongming's obsession.
Zongshan holds most of Chongming’s memories and also holds most of the blessings left by Chongming.
He patiently wandered in the world of cultivation, waiting, screening, and searching, and did not feel that he was missing anything.
Who will remember every strand of hair that was cut and every inch of nails that were ground off?
Tianmo remembered because he was an abandoned child, an insignificant weed forgotten by others, a lonely ghost without even a body.
The demon born from the alien demon Black Evil soon discovered that the ore contaminated by the alien demon Black Evil had extremely strong capacity and had been taken away by unsuspecting cultivators as material for weapons.
And he has the power to control the alien demon and the black evil, as if they were born to be one.
The devil was lurking in the world of cultivation. He paid attention to Zongshan's every move, as if he had lived with him.
Why do you accept the death of an old friend so easily?
Why would you give up the good old days so frivolously?
Why……
Why, would you forget about Senior Sister... and the Supreme?!
My senior sister said that we should leave a way for all living things.
Senior sister said that this world should have more possibilities.
Senior Sister said...
Senior Sister. But this world doesn't leave us a way to survive.
Senior Sister... Tianmo covered his eyes, and dark demonic energy overflowed from his eye sockets, flowing down his face like tears.
Senior Sister. Supreme. Her Highness the Goddess.
I think you can survive.
He possessed many cultivators and many living creatures and animals. He learned poetry and songs, learned to gossip, learned about family matters, and learned about love, hate, and vengeance.
Love, hate, and vengeance...
He hates.
The bright moon is pure and noble, but he hates the bright moon.
I hate that the bright moon hanging high in the sky doesn’t shine on me alone. I hate that the bright moon hanging high in the sky doesn’t shine on me alone. I hate that the bright moon hanging high in the sky once shone on me alone.
He wanted to overturn everything. He wanted to smash and destroy everything in the world that Zongshan and Taishang valued.
The devil cultivators began to move around in the world of cultivation. The surge of strange demons frightened all living beings. Everyone knew that there was a being as famous as the immortals, the celestial demon, and that the celestial demon was also a kind of Tao.
Zongshan knew nothing about this and was still immersed in the unique possibilities he had portrayed.
The demon without a body deceived everyone by possessing others. His plan to overthrow the world only needed time to complete...
But he is not happy.
All the existences that the demon wanted to prove have long since passed away, so what is the point of all his efforts?
Tianmo was not happy. He realized one thing: even if it was hatred, the end of hatred would be a reunion with love.
Hate is deeper and longer-lasting than love, but love is more tolerant than hate.
No matter how deep the hatred lasts, Tianmo will always remember that such deep hatred is not without reason, but because he once loved sincerely.
After realizing this, the smile that showed everything was under control disappeared from Tianmo's face.
The Emperor Minghuang thought about it and finally came up with a solution.
The goddess has fallen, and Yinglong has become mountains and rivers. Then let's reorganize everything until the destiny returns to its original state.
By assimilating everything with the alien demon and black evil, one can cultivate the power of the world and achieve the goal of reversing time and reshaping the mountains and rivers.
A being with such great power can naturally resurrect the goddess as a congenital creature and make her the only true immortal.
The Emperor had no other choice... nor did he want to make any other choice.
The destruction of the Dao cannot be reversed, and all things between heaven and earth are wailing and crying out. Amidst the bleak atmosphere in the world of cultivation, the demon at this moment feels that he is full of power.
This power was so clear and real, even more powerful than when the Immortal Chongming ascended to heaven. It seemed as if the entire world was in his control.
The Demon Emperor stretched out his hand. He wanted to replay the earth, fire, water and wind, and let the long river of destiny flow back to the source of everything. The world obeyed.
"You're going to die."
Chu Sheng survived the most painful moment and regained control of her body. The female cultivator then stood firm again, just a stone's throw away from the Demon Emperor.
Tian Mo glanced at Chu Sheng's expression. He could have just flicked his little finger and made her disappear into thin air, but he didn't. Perhaps it was because...
Perhaps it was because he knew that he would die if he did such a thing, and Tianmo was ultimately unable to reconcile his inner love and hatred, and still hoped that someone would remember him.
The demon was only surprised by one thing.
"How did you survive without the Tao?"
"That's what you should say."
Chu Sheng looked at him quietly. Just by looking at each other, Tianmo Minghuang felt a restlessness deep in his soul.
"How can the Dao continue to operate and maintain its rules without me?"
Before entering the world of cultivation and being chosen by Wuqing Dao to become a cultivator, Chu Sheng was an ordinary person.
An ordinary person, without any special features, who does not need any special abilities and can survive without flying or hiding.
The dying Wuqing Dao placed its hopes in Chu Sheng, and thus the Wuqing Dao gained roots and the possibility of its continuation...
It’s not that Chu Sheng will die if he doesn’t ascend, but that Wuqing Dao will die if he cannot use the opportunity of Chu Sheng’s ascension to complete himself.
Chu Sheng approached Ming Huang. In such a tense atmosphere, she moved freely, while Tianmo, who possessed more powerful strength, seemed to have his power restrained by something.
Chu Sheng took a step forward.
Step by step, the sea water flooded over her feet, over the land, over the valleys, over the rivers, and over all living things and plants.
The transparent sea water extended outward from under her feet, gradually becoming darker in color until it met the distant horizon and blurred into a similar color.
This world, devoid of land, vegetation, and boundless waters, was a place devoid of land and vegetation. Only Chu Sheng and Tian Mo existed.
Minghuang's knees became heavy, and he knelt in the sea uncontrollably. The turmoil deep in his soul became obvious. At this moment, Tianmo realized what was interrupting his originally planned progress.
"Zongshan!" The demon roared uncontrollably.
"You... you're a wretch who can't do anything for you, and always makes things worse. Even at this point, you still want to stop me!!"
A soft and powerless hand rested on his shoulder.
"The moment you came into contact with the Golden Lotus, Master re-established the connection with you."
Chu Sheng gently explained to Tianmo.
"Tao and devil are interdependent. If Taoism is as strong as a foot, the devil will be ten feet stronger. You two are destined to be unable to survive without each other."
Endless lotus flowers grew from the sea water. They wrapped around Tianmo's wrists and ankles, climbed up to his shoulders and ears, and swayed gently to Chu Sheng.
"I've clearly taken away your destiny...why are they betraying me now?"
Tian Mo couldn't understand it. This was beyond his comprehension and almost made him furious. "Why on earth is this happening?!"
"In ancient times, you didn't learn from Gui Xuan what the Dao really is."
Chu Sheng stretched out her hand and let the lotus rub her palm.
"The Tao is a support and a source of strength for humans, but it cannot replace humans and become their main subject. You should drive it, not become it... But this problem is not caused by your mistakes."
She raised her eyes and spoke gently.
"Because you are different from them. You are the Tao, Chongming."
The Supreme Being is compassionate by nature, possesses the instinct and knowledge of completion, and is creation itself.
Although the God is selfish, he has good intentions in his heart. He is willing to transform himself into the mountains and rivers to balance the rules, which is the true nature of all things.
The existence of innate creatures is the heaven and earth's compensation for its own shortcomings. With creation and all things, the world still needs clear-cut rules to maintain its operation.
Chongming was born for this purpose, but the Tao was flawed, which made the innate creature unaware of its mission and unclear about its belonging. It was only immersed in the pain of its companions leaving and dreaming of an endless dream.
This world had waited for a very long time, and finally, after Chu Sheng stepped into this world, the moment had come when everything should have returned to its place.
"...Why do you know this?"
Chongming raised his head. His face was exactly the same as Chu Sheng remembered. His golden eyes were as bright as yesterday, and even his hair had not changed.
The Heavenly Dao, wrapped in the Dao of Creation, looked at Chu Sheng with an expression of confusion that could not be faked.
"Why do you know so much? And why were you able to wake up from my dream and guide everything to this point...
In the past, you also had beautiful memories preserved in your dreams. Why can you discard them all without any regrets, as if they never existed?"
"I didn't abandon them... I just believe in you." Chu Sheng and Jinlian gently embraced Chongming, who was about to transform into Tao.
"They are your creations. Tao is the most orderly and fair rule. Since they did not achieve their destiny, they naturally have a reason to be reborn in your hands."
"As for why I know so much..."
She let go of her hand and watched the light float away into the sky.
Because I come from another complete world, I am entrusted by the consciousness of this world, or the Tao.
"Are you satisfied with this result, little bun?"
The soft little bun fell on Chu Sheng's shoulder, allowing her to take it in her hands and repeatedly squeeze and round it, but it didn't dare to make a sound like a doll.
"Hundreds of years, hundreds of years. They promised me a speedrun, but I almost spent two lifetimes and more in it...
You are too lowly to have any say in Heaven's dreams. You evaded scrutiny by calling yourself Little Heaven, and you can only indirectly nudge me to complete my mission."
"Oh... there are eight grains of rice..."
The little bun said incoherently, "I've tried my best. What if I wake up early... I don't know if it's just a dream... tens of thousands of years..."
"Well, okay, let's settle the accounts." Chu Sheng sat cross-legged on the sea water, and the humid water vapor could not touch her body at all.
"What did you say before? What can I do to help you?"
"We can fulfill three wishes for you." When it came to business, the little bun being kneaded suddenly spoke clearly.
"As long as it doesn't violate public order and good morals, I can do whatever you say..."
"I can make these three wishes separately. I don't have to say them all at once, right?" Chu Sheng asked again.
"Of course!" the little kid replied cheerfully. "Your help was so important, how could I possibly ask for such an unreasonable reward?"
"It's worthy of being the world consciousness. It's fair and just and reassuring!" Chu Sheng released the hand that was holding the little bun, clapped his hands in appreciation, and then put forward his first request.
"Then let me have a dream too, a dream where I can reunite with them and happily cultivate and ascend to heaven."
The little bun floated in the air, looking at her face in confusion.
"Why? The contract I signed with your world consciousness cannot be forged. You can make a wish that can only be redeemed in your original world, such as winning 100 million after tax..."
"Stop, don't say anymore. I'm also an ordinary person. This wish really makes me excited!" Chu Sheng decisively called a halt.
"So I only made the first wish, didn't I? I can still use the next two opportunities."
"As for why this is the first wish... this is about cultivating immortality. Which Chinese person can resist this temptation?"
Chu Sheng said this jokingly, but a genuine smile appeared on her face.
"Besides...even if it's in a dream, I want to meet my friends again."
The little bun jumped a few times in her palm and understood her unchangeable determination.
"I understand," the World Will, or the embodiment of the Great Dao, said to her. "Since you've made up your mind, then let it be as you wish."
"——I wish you a good dream, Chu Sheng."
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