Chapter 82 My story can't be just me...
How many setbacks does it take for a person's pride to be shattered?
Is 10,000 times enough?
That seems to be enough.
But Heaven said it wasn't enough.
He had never seen Li Tiansheng bow his head.
...
Li Tiansheng's story is actually very simple. He was a boy born in a poor and remote village. After experiencing the tragedy of the massacre of his village in his childhood, he harbored great hatred in his heart and embarked on a journey of martial arts training in order to avenge his family.
Along the way, he encountered many setbacks and obstacles, but also met many true friends, elders, and younger generations. As time went by, his team grew stronger and stronger, and the scope of his life expanded.
After experiencing a series of separations and reunions with his loved ones, and numerous troubles such as disasters, enemy attacks, and emotional entanglements, he discovers that he is not the son of an ordinary person from Li Village, but a born and raised demon emperor.
She also discovered that her enemy was none other than Xiao Xiaolu, the Holy Maiden of Ghost City who had been lurking beside her all along!
Having avenged his great grudge and after several minor setbacks, he finally broke through to the highest realm of martial arts cultivation—the Divine Martial Realm.
It is also the legendary ascension to godhood.
However, after becoming a god, what awaited him was news that the continent was about to be destroyed—it turned out that this was just a predetermined story called "Guanwu God Venerable". When the protagonist of the story reached the end, the plot came to an end, and the world would lose its sequel and completely collapse.
At that moment, he was angry, yet also triumphant: If that's how it is, then I will change the predetermined course of this world!
Since he is the protagonist of this world, there is nothing he cannot do.
He is the supreme god of the world!
...
Then came the loss, up to the 127th time.
It was also the stubbornness that lasted until the 303rd time.
He spent over 170 lifetimes entangled with Li Yangyang before finally accepting the fact that he was actually alone.
For the 304th time, he attended Li Yangyang's wedding banquet.
He looked at his deceased loved one dressed in a wedding gown and wearing a red veil, listening to the joyful music played on the suona, his expression calm as he silently ate the dish closest to him on the table.
The wedding was very lively.
But it has little to do with him.
He watched the entire process of Li Yangyang's marriage from the sidelines.
He bid farewell to the person he once loved most with his gaze.
After the wedding banquet, he found a remote place for peace and quiet, and lay alone in the wilderness, listening to the rustling of the wind and grass, trying to cleanse his mind of the lingering noise of the suona horns.
He looked somewhat dejected.
However, his face was too expressionless, and he didn't seem to show any emotion.
He was now empty-handed. He didn't know why he was starting a new cycle of reincarnation, nor did he know what his future held.
He let the grassy scent of the wind brush past his nostrils.
Soon, a foxtail grass brushed against his cheek, and the tickling sensation broke his daze.
"See? I told you it was a living person."
—It turned out that his eyes didn't blink, which made the passing children mistake him for a corpse.
Li Tiansheng looked over at them; a group of children were chattering noisily.
Why isn't he saying anything?
"Could he be an idiot? Mother said some people are born with intellectual disabilities, and even when they grow up, they are not like normal people."
"Oh, he's so pitiful."
Li Tiansheng remained silent throughout, but listened to their fabricated stories about him.
Who would have thought that the mighty Ghost Emperor, who had reigned for a hundred generations, would be reduced to a born idiot in the mouths of a group of children in just a few breaths?
Li Tiansheng sat up.
Seeing that he reacted, the children even held hands and circled around him, as if they were performing some kind of prayer ritual around the campfire.
Li Tiansheng: "..."
At this point, it seems too late to explain that you are a normal person.
So Li Tiansheng lay down again.
As the sky came into view, a piece of hard candy was suddenly shoved into his hand.
"Little brother, have some candy first, we'll play with you after we finish our business."
The child spoke with such seriousness that it seemed as if he really had something important to do.
Li Tiansheng: "..."
How big can it be? Is it as big as what he's going to do?
But he unwrapped the candy and put it in his mouth.
At the same time, the sound of children singing could be heard.
He sat up again and looked over curiously, only to find that each of the children had moved a stone, chanting strange incantations, and stacking the stones together, making a pile about three feet high.
Li Tiansheng took a bite of the candy, and then the children's prayers came over.
"Gods of Guanwu legend, please save our village! In three days, the evil cultivators will sacrifice everyone's lives to form an array. Please have pity on us mortals!"
This candy is so hard that it's impossible to swallow.
So that ugly pile of stones was actually a memorial tablet for the gods?
Li Tiansheng couldn't help but ask them, "Why don't you go find cultivators from nearby sects?"
"Can't see him/her."
“The great cultivators will not see us mortals.”
"Moreover, Jishui Sect is too weak. I heard that the most powerful cultivator inside is only at the initial Martial Realm."
"But the heretical cultivator claims to be at the intermediate martial arts realm."
"That sounds even better than Yoshimizu!"
"I've heard that gods exist in this world. If they are gods, they certainly won't be afraid of evil cultivators!"
Li Tiansheng: "..."
Judging from this operation, could it be the Killing Gate Formation of the Ghostly Fiend Formation?
If you think about it, it seems like this should have happened.
No wonder these children could see him. It must be the Ghost Killing Mark that the evil cultivator had placed on them that had taken effect, making them no different from the living dead, which was why they could see him when he had concealed his living aura.
Li Tiansheng stood up, expressionless, but still reassured them, "You'll hear us."
"The god you pray to loves to meddle in other people's business. He will surely hear your prayers and bring about a miracle."
He spoke without batting an eye, his attitude completely natural, and it was precisely this confident and ordinary demeanor that made him even more convincing.
The children left, chattering happily.
Li Tiansheng chewed the candy, the sweetness in his mouth felt unfamiliar.
Clearly, he had just lost everything he once possessed.
Clearly, this is the time when he should be feeling most confused.
The candy in his mouth was so strong it was cloying, and the cheap orange flavor made him want to cough.
This indescribable smell stimulated his senses, robbed him of all his sorrow, dragged him back to reality, and forced his eyes to look at the ugly shrine made of piled stones.
[So ugly...]
[……………]
[...This will only happen once.]
Once his aesthetic hesitation ended, he raised his hand and slapped the shrine until it vanished into thin air.
Then he walked in the direction the children were heading home.
The wind continued to rustle the grass, its soothing melody drifting to his ears, trying to pull him back to the grass to continue resting.
The grassy breeze tugged at his clothes, as if telling him that this place was a place where loneliness could flow freely, where sorrow could be worn away, and inviting him not to leave with confusion and pain.
But Li Tiansheng did not turn around.
He's thinking off-topic.
This is his world.
This is a story featuring him as the protagonist.
What he deserves is never the love that someone entrusts their heart to.
That's not something I should be worrying about.
Li Tiansheng stood on the grass, gazing at the sky and at his unwavering path to heaven, and suddenly laughed.
The smile, though silent, reached straight to his eyes, shattering his confusion.
He had been stuck in the same place for too long, but to be frank, what really trapped Li Tiansheng was himself.
He overlooked the most important thing.
His findings are never one-sided.
What he already possessed was the entire world.
...
[The 305th time:]
He began his solitary cycle of reincarnation.
The world remains noisy, and the gears of fate turn perfectly.
His surroundings remained bustling with many visitors.
Familiar or unfamiliar faces gathered, following the "plot," calling him brothers, sharing life and death with him, and celebrating joy with him.
And he is precisely playing his role as "Li Tiansheng"—a passionate, righteous, and occasionally flirtatious protagonist, but one who is trustworthy.
However, that clamor seemed to exist behind an invisible barrier. In the most exhilarating moments of the victory celebration, in the fiercest battles of life and death, in the most tender moments with his confidante, a cold voice always echoed deep within his mind:
[This scene has occurred 314 times.]
[This person is the seventh friend on my friend list, and will part ways with me in four years due to differences in our beliefs.]
[There was no element of love at first sight between us. If I don't deliberately cultivate the relationship, she will leave the story and be reborn in three months.]
The plot brought him and many others together as a group, but failed to give them a real sense of connection.
Occasionally, old friends will return to their original place, back to the very beginning, as if they have traversed countless cycles of reincarnation, and the lost treasures have returned to their side.
At that moment, his heart would tremble, and he would almost blurt out the nickname he used for his best friend in his first life.
But he knew it was just a coincidence, that this person just happened to be standing there.
If he had to start over, he would have to face different old acquaintances and repeat the same self-introduction.
Once, twice... ten times... fifteen times...
His acquaintances passed by again and again, and he introduced himself to them repeatedly, pretending not to know them.
Gradually, after doing it many times, people get tired.
He is not an object; he gets tired, feels sad, and feels... helpless.
[As expected.]
He thought.
He had foreseen this future when Li Yangyang tried to leave, but at that time he was afraid of his own shortcomings and did not want to reach such a situation, so he tried his best to avoid it.
Now he no longer hesitates and has already stepped in.
But... the loneliness that was once unsolvable remains unsolvable today.
This fatigue came far earlier and faster than expected.
Before he could even come up with a solution, his heart was already choked with resentment, and he could no longer breathe smoothly.
He tried to distract himself and immerse himself in other things, which initially worked; he was able to deceive his own senses and forget these annoyances.
However, the further you go, the harder it is to ignore the physical and mental fatigue.
[So boring.]
[I really want to tell someone about all this awful stuff.]
I wish I could always keep that youthful spirit, just like in the beginning.
[I long to experience a surge of happiness in an instant, to fill the emptiness in my heart all at once.]
[what do I do? ]
He couldn't find a way to relieve his stress.
Exhaustion began to consume his courage, loneliness gradually covered his determination, and under the heavy burden of multiple pressures, he gradually forgot the purpose of his journey forward.
Only the instinct for survival drove him to seek a way out.
He began to examine what still belonged to him—things that truly belonged to him and would never leave him.
The things he found were haphazard, many of them even just concepts, such as his unparalleled martial arts skills, his indelible path to heaven, and... the anchor he used to fix the world and initiate reincarnation.
Li Tiansheng fell silent.
At the end of the 320th time, he stared at the lifeless speck of light for a long, long time.
The 321st time:
He created Li Hongyi.
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