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[My heart is immortal, and so is his.]
Lu Yan was locked in the inner wall of the Knyx Realm for ten thousand years. It was an endless space filled with only darkness, filled with countless chaotic stories. What he needed to do was to rearrange those disrupted stories until ten thousand years had passed.
Xi Nian was also punished for arbitrarily changing the fate of others, but his punishment was relatively short, only five thousand years.
This deadline is very long for ordinary people, but it is very common for space-time managers, because the space station is cold and there is always endless silence and boredom, so it is almost the same no matter where you stay.
In the space station, time is the cheapest thing.
Lu Yan revised those tedious stories day after day and forgot the passage of time. He felt like a tireless working machine. When he was on the verge of being scrapped, the door to the Knicks world was finally opened.
The ray of light suddenly broke through the darkness, making it blinding.
Lu Yan stared at the door motionlessly until a familiar figure appeared outside.
Xi Nian had finished the punishment. He stood outside and signaled to Lu Yan. His voice was low, but it inevitably made people feel a little dazed:
"Ten thousand years have passed, Lu Yan, you can come out now."
A lot of things happened during these ten thousand years. For example, the executive officer had retired long ago. In view of the fact that Lu Yan and Xi Nian had violated the regulations, her position was not finally handed over to these two confidants, but to a deputy ruler from the dark department.
What Lu Yan cares about most is not these, he wants to know more about Ying Wujiu's ending...
Xi Nian brought him to a virtual space that governed the three thousand worlds. Countless egg-sized balls of light surrounded them, each ball representing a world and also representing the fate of countless people.
"Lu Yan, you have to know that 10,000 years in the space station represents 50,000 years in the human world. Even if your heart is immortal, you will still be suppressed by the laws of nature."
Lu Yan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he had an inexplicable ominous premonition: "What happened to Ying Wujiu?"
Xi Nian lightly hooked his fingertips, and a ball of light in the corner slowly flew into his hand. This was the world where Ying Wujiu existed. Unlike the other balls of light that were blue and transparent, this one was permeated with a blood-like color:
"He was enlightened overnight and became an immortal, forgetting all worldly affairs."
Perhaps because he didn't want Lu Yan to dwell on the human's mistake, Xi Nian deliberately downplayed the matter.
When Lu Yan gave his heart to Ying Wujiu, the latter came back to life and his cultivation was restored to its peak. He became the only person in that world who had the chance to become an immortal. However, Ying Wujiu kept wandering the human world looking for Lu Yan and never ascended to heaven until his death.
In the first millennium, the sky changed strangely and a celestial staircase descended from the Cangyuan Sea, but Ying Wujiu turned a blind eye to it.
In the second millennium, the gates of heaven opened wide and the immortal steps descended again, but Ying Wujiu still avoided them.
In the third millennium, people in the world are dying slowly. This is the limit for cultivators. If one wants to live forever, there is no other way except to ascend to heaven. Even if Ying Wujiu has an immortal heart, he can only live ten thousand years longer than others.
The heavens once again offered Ying Wujiu the chance to become an immortal, but he shut himself up in Nanshan and once again refused to be admitted to the immortal realm.
Thousands of years passed, and finally, Ying Wujiu had become the most powerful being in the Three Realms, with unfathomable power and unspeakable taboos. He even became an existence that the world envied.
Because during these tens of thousands of years, the heavens had descended to this mortal thirty-three times.
However, Ying Wujiu never chose to ascend to heaven. His footprints were all over famous mountains and rivers. He quelled famine and riots, and saved people from hanging. As a result, the world forgot that he was once a notorious demon. Instead, the people rushed to erect monuments and statues for him, built temples and shrines, and the incense was prosperous and long-lasting.
At first, Ying Wujiu was accompanied by five guardians, but as time went on, he was the only one left.
Others only knew that this lord seemed to be waiting for someone, but they didn't know who the person was who made Ying Wujiu reject the immortal level thirty-three times. And this secret was destined to be unknown to everyone, because in the 30,000th year, Ying Wujiu passed away in the Cangyuan Sea.
The life span of a mortal is no more than a hundred years, that of a cultivator is no more than a thousand years, and that of ancient mythical beasts is no more than ten thousand years. Ying Wujiu cannot ascend to heaven or become an immortal, and relying on cultivation to extend his life for thirty thousand years is already the limit.
He seemed to not want others to covet his corpse treasures.
But I don't want to disappear into ashes without waiting for the next one to come.
It is said that Ying Wujiu sank his own body into the sea and used his lifetime cultivation to cast a forbidden spell. From then on, the hundreds of miles of Cangyuan Sea became a forbidden area for the three realms. No living person could enter and no demons could invade, waiting for the right person to break the seal.
But others thought that the destined person might never come again. They haven't waited for 30,000 years. Is it possible to wait for him/her even if they die?
Lu Yan didn't know all this. When he heard Xi Nian say that Ying Wujiu had already ascended to become an immortal and forgotten all the worldly things, he inexplicably felt empty in his heart for a moment, and subconsciously touched his chest: "That... is good."
Yes, that’s good. Ascending to become an immortal is the best destination for a cultivator.
Lu Yan couldn't explain what he felt. He tried to feel it with his heart, but after touching it for a while, he slowly realized that he no longer had a heart.
Xi Nian looked at him and said, "I will ask the new executive officer to let you manage time and space again. Don't make stupid mistakes again in the future."
Lu Yan was stunned: "New executive officer?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of high heels outside, not fast or slow, and exuding a sense of charm. A tall woman with a waist like a water snake appeared outside the door. Unlike the serious platinum uniform of the previous executive officer, her uniform was all black with purple crystal decorations. She had a charming face and dark purple eyes. One look at her seemed to suck you in, and a chill ran down your back for no reason.
Xi Nian nodded and rubbed his shoulders, taking the lead in greeting: "Lady Cecilia."
The space station has three thousand worlds. In addition to the interstellar executive, there is also a deputy ruler named Cecilia.
It is said that she is the remains of a fallen angel from another world, possesses the darkest power in the world, and controls the source of desire in the world. She likes to lure people into depravity, and her style of doing things is completely different from that of the Interstellar Executor.
All in all, it's not easy to get along with.
Lu Yan also knew Cecilia, and wondered if she had taken over the space station after the CEO retired. However, it was not surprising, as the two of them had always taken turns in running the space station. He frowned slightly, then nodded calmly and saluted, "Lady Cecilia."
Cecilia was a gorgeous woman full of toxicity. She was seen pacing back and forth beside Lu Yan in her high heels, her bright red lips slightly raised, and her voice was low and hoarse: "Lu Yan, congratulations, isn't ten thousand years a bit too long? I have already told Bai Er that this punishment is too severe."
Bai Er is the previous Interstellar Executive.
You could also understand that Cecilia is trying to sow discord.
Lu Yan nodded: "Lady Cecilia, that is the punishment I deserve."
Cecilia uttered an interested "oh", her slender fingertips entwined the seaweed-like curly hair, and every move was enough to turn everyone upside down: "But that was Bai Er's punishment for you, not mine. Lu Yan, do you think I should punish you once as well?"
Xi Nian's expression changed slightly, and he took a step forward: "Lady Cecilia..."
Lu Yan stopped Xi Nian without leaving a trace: "Lady Cecilia, I am happy to listen to your teachings."
Cecilia has always been evil, otherwise she wouldn't have led the Anbu. If Lu Yan had known that she had taken over the position of executive officer, he would have preferred to stay in there for another ten thousand years. Of course, it would be even better if the other party took the opportunity to send him far away, because working under Cecilia is a very painful thing.
This woman delights in chaos and evil, and enjoys swallowing up pain even more.
Cecilia laughed softly, her eyes were extremely charming: "Bai Er really loves you. You made such a big mistake and were only punished to face the wall. If it were me, I would definitely let you enter the world in the book and reincarnate for a hundred lifetimes."
She suddenly changed the subject: "But you have been working diligently, so this punishment is a bit too severe. Lu Yan, how about punishing you to torture Wen Bu for seven reincarnations? I will temporarily seal your memory. If you can successfully survive seven reincarnations, all the accounts will be written off."
Xi Nian was about to say something but stopped himself, obviously seeing through the woman's bad taste.
Lu Yan thought for a moment, but agreed: "If this is your punishment, I am willing to accept it."
He probably guessed that Cecilia had no good intentions, but he still said that this woman was too evil and she was his boss, so he couldn't avoid her, so he might as well deal with her moves.
"The people Bai Er brings out are different."
Cecilia's voice that sounded like praise rang in Lu Yan's ears. He looked up subconsciously, but saw the woman's slender hand gently placed on his shoulder. Her purple eyes were like a whirlpool that made people sink deeply. After staring at her for a long time, even his consciousness began to become hazy.
Gradually, Lu Yan felt his body getting lighter and lighter, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and finally he felt like a feather floating in the sky. He completely lost consciousness.
Xi Nian could see clearly from the side that Lu Yan had been drawn into the world of the book by Cecilia, and above the woman's fair palm was floating a light pink, shiny, and soft object like a silk thread.
Love.
Xi Nian's expression changed again: "Lady Cecilia, why do you want to take away his feelings?"
Cecilia raised the corners of her lips: "Don't you think this is interesting?"
She walked to the control panel and randomly selected a cancer patient as the starting identity for Lu Yan. Suddenly, she asked, as if she remembered something:
"There is a soul that has been waiting for him for thirty thousand years, right?"
[Yes~ the great Cecilia~ the soul of that human was collected into the space station after death~]
As this somewhat exaggerated voice sounded, Xi Nian realized that there was a completely black system light ball following Cecilia. It was Bibiro, the most flattering person in the space station.
Cecilia smiled slightly, and said with great interest: "Let's send that soul over with Lu Yan. After all, they have been waiting for 30,000 years. Let them meet. Well, I am really kind~"
[Yes, Lady Cecilia, but what identity should be assigned to that soul? ]
Cecilia's red lips whispered: "Erase his memory, let him reincarnate as Lu Yan's mortal enemy, and be let down for generations. I really want to know whether Lu Yan dies at his hands, or he dies at Lu Yan's hands..."
Xi Nian interrupted with a slightly cold voice: "Lady Cecilia, isn't this a bit too much?!"
Cecilia: "Isn't it interesting that two people who love each other hate each other? It is much happier to die at the hands of the one you love than at the hands of someone who doesn't matter to you."
As she was talking, she suddenly thought of something interesting and laughed softly, covering her mouth. Her voice was soft and cold, like a madman, which inexplicably made people feel a chill down their backs.
Xi Nian clenched his fingertips silently and whispered, "What if they didn't kill each other?"
"That's impossible, of course, if there is ..."
Cecilia shrugged her shoulders.
"Yeah, I don't mind helping others."
Bibiro came up and stammered: [But Lady Cecilia, the Anbu is short of manpower recently, and we can't spare any extra systems to tie up Lu Yan.]
Cecilia tapped the air with her fingertips, and a black heart slowly emerged in the air. It was the heart core from before. Because it had stayed in Ying Wujiu's body for too long and was infected by hatred, it had already developed its own consciousness. Therefore, the former executive Bai Er did not destroy it, but sent it to work in the dark department.
"Let it be."
Cecilia really liked the hatred and murderous intent that filled this dirty heart. She raised the corners of her lips slightly and signaled the system to look at a handsome man on the light screen:
"From today on, he is your 603rd host. Do you understand?"
【yes.】
An electric current flashed around the black and purple heart, and its voice was inorganic and cold. Then its figure disappeared and flew to the world where Lu Yan was.
It is raining outside and the sky is dark.
In the old rental house, the lights were dim, and the rain was winding through the glass windows. It was so quiet that only the sound of water could be heard. A sleeping man was lying on the sofa in the living room. He seemed to have had a nightmare, with a frown on his face. Suddenly, he shook violently and woke up from the sofa.
His breathing was heavy, unable to hide his uneasiness.
Lu Yan looked around in shock, not understanding why he was in this strange rental house. After all, he was just a poor man who had cancer and no money for treatment and could only wait to die in the hospital. He was just one step away from cremation.
【Let's play a game. 】
A black heart suddenly appeared before his eyes like a ghost, startling Lu Yan. The other party's vague electric current voice reminded him of an old and desolate movie, indescribably far away:
[I will take you into different novel worlds. As long as you can successfully survive for thirty days in them and accumulate a certain amount of life value, your cancer will be completely cured.]
“…”
Lu Yan was stunned. He didn't pay attention to the strange words coming out of the other person's mouth. Instead, he slowly reached out his hand and carefully poked the heart in front of him: "You are... a dirty heart?"
This is really bizarre, can a dirty mind become a demon these days?!
The system was silent for a moment: […I guess so.]
Lu Yan: "Then how can you speak?"
System: [It has nothing to do with you. ]
He suddenly realized that this host was talking too much nonsense, so he led him directly to the window. Through the gap in the open curtain, he could vaguely see the densely tangled old electric wires outside, and a strange man smoking at the entrance of the alley.
It was unknown how long the other person had been standing there in the rainy night. He looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water. The hood of his black shirt tightly covered his face, revealing only a pale and cold profile.
He stood under the awning and lit a cigarette in silence, with a haze spreading behind him.
Indescribably familiar.
The system's voice was low, carrying a hint of murderous intent and a hint of temptation: [Did you see him? ]
Lu Yan nodded consciously: "I see."
The system whispered word by word: [Only if you kill him can you survive, otherwise you will die at his hands. ]
Lu Yan was a little surprised: "But..."
System: [But what? ]
Lu Yan looked puzzled, frowned and muttered to himself: "He looks so familiar."
He once sighed that life was long and bitter, but when he saw that person he suddenly felt that time was too short.
It was as if they had been reborn and resurrected for each other...
Lu Yan's fingertips touched his chest unconsciously. His heart clearly felt empty and desolate, but outside it was raining heavily and an itchy feeling spread, as if everything was growing madly.
I heard that thousands and thousands of years ago, there was a man who sat in meditation on the abyss of the sea, experiencing the sound of wind and rain. He was originally an evil demon, but before his death he made a wish to the gods and Buddhas:
If I could reunite the separated people in the world,
I wish to enter the furnace of bones and swords again,
Burned by the fire of karma for seven hundred years...
Perhaps the gods and Buddhas heard his wish?
The rain curtain was blurred, and Yu Zechuan seemed to have sensed something. He pinched out the cigarette and looked up. His sharp and gloomy gaze penetrated the darkness, and he met a pair of familiar eyes through the window. At that moment, for some reason, the hand hidden in the coat couldn't help shaking for a moment.
I can't even hold the knife steady...
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