Chapter 101 Three Thousand Lifetimes: The End of Dharma (Part 9) I will be like Qi Lingjie…
Why isn't she awake yet?
"Could she really be a rat?"
"That's utter nonsense! With the Immortal Elder here, how could anything happen to her? Hey, wake up! Stop pretending to be dead." The feather-like itch on her cheek vanished in an instant. "Ouch! You dead fish, how dare you bite me? This is our territory!"
Unable to bear it any longer, Shi Xianxue suddenly sat up. Her head was throbbing with pain, and the scene before her eyes spun around like a capsizing boat, completely out of control.
The flower and plant fairies surrounding her were startled and fled in panic like spores.
My gaze was fixed on Jueming's youthful face.
"Sister, you're finally awake!"
Shi Xianxue blinked slowly, but did not speak immediately.
“Sister, it’s me! We met in Chaoyun. You saved me!” Seeing her staring at him blankly, Jueming thought she didn’t remember him. “I am Jueming, that little sea monster. After returning to Chongming Kingdom, I specially learned the human language. Sister, do you really not remember me?”
The dizziness subsided like the tide, and Shi Xianxue gazed at her crystal-clear skin, which was as smooth as a precious jewel, and said in a calm tone, "Of course I remember you, and I also know that Jueyuan is your brother."
Jue Ming was overjoyed to hear this, but his face fell when he heard Jue Yuan's name. He was a little afraid to look at Shi Xianxue: "My brother's personal behavior has nothing to do with Chong Ming, nor with me. I have severed ties with him. Sister, I will never hurt you."
Shi Xianxue looked up, reached out and touched his head, her eyes smiling as she said, "I know."
Jueming blushed even more, unsure of what to do with his hands and feet.
"Little goddess~" Flower and grass fairies slid over, squeezing in whenever they could to get close to her. "I'm so glad to see you again~"
"We miss you so much, little goddess! Where's that brother who almost burned Little Yellow to death? Did you two break up? Is this snot-nosed, stinky sea monster your new love?"
Jue Ming bared his teeth, as if he wanted to bite someone.
Shi Xianxue stood up from the sea of flowers, and the flamingo in her sleeve poked its head out, looking at her with a firm expression as she gazed into the distance: "We have not separated, we will never be separated."
Jueming was stunned.
"Where is the immortal?"
The flower and plant fairies chattered and gathered together, as if discussing important national affairs, and finally pushed out the familiar Little Yellow.
The old man, Xiao Huang, stroked his non-existent beard with an air of nonchalance. "The Blood Moon summons... the Immortal Elder knew long ago that we would meet again, and has been waiting for you in the fourth level of the secret realm for a long time."
"Thank you." Shi Xianxue was about to leave when she saw Jueming staring at her expectantly. "Thank you too for using the Dragon Ball to become my body. I won't let everyone down."
Jueming blushed at first, then was surprised when he realized what Shi Xianxue had said: "Sister, how did you know?"
The dragon race has long been extinct, and only one dragon pearl remains in the world. It is extremely precious and a legendary existence. Apart from the royal family of Chongming, no one knows about it.
This dragon ball will be an important token for the heir of the Netherworld Kingdom to transform into a dragon.
He had gone through tremendous trouble to steal it. If his father found out, he would be skinned alive and possibly banished from the Chongming Kingdom. But how could she possibly know?
Silver Shark, who had been ignoring everyone else, couldn't help but look up at the two of them upon hearing this, his lips twitching.
The young prince is too naive. Does he really think he can successfully steal the Dragon Ball with his clumsy acting skills and weak magic?
I'm afraid they'll be reduced to dust by the protective magic circle before they even touch the Dragon Balls.
The Dragon Balls are the most precious treasure of the Merfolk.
It is the hope that the Merfolk have guarded for thousands of years, the hope that can change their destiny.
Shi Xianxue's expression was inscrutable. She simply said, "Wait for me to come back." Then, the fire ibis carried her to the next secret realm.
The third level of the secret realm was destroyed, and the fire ibis carried her across the ruins.
The air was filled with the smell of burning, and ashes floated in the air, like the apocalypse after a volcanic eruption. Shi Xianxue calmly withdrew her gaze, sat on the back of the fire ibis, and even took the time to tease it: "I thought you had already recognized Wu Xiutang as your master."
The flamingo weaved through the billowing dust, as if switching between the apocalypse and the present. It sent Shi Xianxue into the air, and several white steps appeared in the gray dust. "My master has only ever been one."
The flamingo took off its precious little crown and stuffed it into the gap in the air.
"The Goddess of Kongsang is my master."
The screen, magnified several times, turned into a door leading to the fourth secret realm.
As the door opened, Shi Xianxue was also lifted up by wings, and behind her came a solemn voice that the fire ibis had never heard before.
"Little goddess, I hope your wish will come true."
Yes.
She stepped into the world beyond the door.
Behind the door, the world is unfolding like a scroll depicting the great war between immortals and demons that took tens of thousands of years to begin. Huge fireballs, carrying devastating blows, fall one after another from the sky, and demonic soldiers swarm towards the mountains and land like ants. Just as later generations have told, the great war between immortals and demons has begun.
She transformed into a ray of divine light and entered the vast scroll painting, watching from an outsider's perspective as the war progressed from its unexpected beginning to its dramatic end.
The face of the legendary ruthless villain Zhu Zezhen was always hidden in the endless yellow sand, making it difficult for people to see clearly.
The only thing she could feel was the immense energy pressure emanating from the tall and magnificent divine body at all times, and the cold gaze piercing through the mist, passing over her as if it were a tangible thing and landing behind her.
Shi Xianxue's gaze slowly shifted.
Amidst the clamor, despair, and carnage, the entire world was dyed a vivid crimson. Sun and Moon Sound, like a beacon in the mist, hung above the head of the goddess clad in silver armor.
The moment Shi Xianxue met those gentle, watery eyes, even though she was prepared, her heart was still pounding like a balloon that had expanded to its limit, the unbearable speed of the beating making her eardrums buzz.
Mother……
However, even faster than her heartbeat were the two men's killing moves.
Almost at a speed invisible to the naked eye, they transformed into two sword lights in the air, mercilessly attacking their opponent with each strike aimed at killing.
The attack finally ceased when the sky shattered like broken glass, revealing a bottomless vortex of black hole, with celestial fire falling and lightning like the claws of the apocalypse.
This natural disaster, buried under the wheels of history, finally saw the light of day at this moment. Zhu Ze, the demon feared by later generations and burdened with infamy, cursed under his breath and abandoned his Demon-Subduing Sword to follow the goddess who rushed headlong into the vortex.
At the same time, Shi Xianxue was pulled away by a huge gravitational force, like a weightless dandelion, brushing past the face of a green-eyed boy.
"Sister!"
The green-eyed youth tried to rush up the shattered sky, which seemed to swallow everything, but he was repeatedly repelled and struck back to the ground. The fierce gale crushed his bones. The vortex gradually shrank, and the height of Mount No Return continued to rise, gradually becoming a pillar supporting the sky and the earth.
The boy's body was once again blasted away by the whirlwind, and the heavenly lightning shattered the altar, causing the Chaos Stone embedded within it to disappear into the vast yellow sand.
Shi Xianxue hovered around the battered boy like a feather. She saw him slowly raise his head, and the boy's eyes, filled with intense hatred, revealed half of his face burned to the bone.
After an unknown amount of time, the sandstorm gradually subsided, and the air became clear.
Shi Xianxue saw a face that was all too familiar; the person she had desperately wanted to go back to see was now standing right in front of her.
"Should I call you Mother? Or should I address you as Goddess of Kongsang?"
"You seem to have guessed my identity long ago." Kong Sang's figure appeared and disappeared, like a projection with an unstable signal.
“How could I not know? There are very few people in this world who can use the power of star calculation. Lou Su was the first emperor, Chu Ji. You were his sister. You were the one who accompanied Zhou Huaiyu four hundred years ago. Now, you have become my mother.”
Shi Xianxue looked around and asked, "But shouldn't you be in the Three Thousand Worlds? Why can the Blood Moon Secret Realm preserve your image?"
"The Blood Moon Secret Realm is actually the first four minor worlds of the Three Thousand Worlds. They were stripped away and regarded as abandoned lands," Kong Sang said. "And the person you see is a wisp of divine breath I left behind that has transformed into a human form. If the Three Thousand Worlds are destroyed, the Blood Moon Secret Realm will also cease to exist. Therefore, the Three Thousand Worlds still exist."
Shi Xianxue nodded and said calmly, "Yes, I know."
You know?
Shi Xianxue: "I also know that my current survival and return to the Blood Moon Secret Realm with the Dragon Ball's preserved divine essence was Wu Xiutang's doing."
Kong Sang looked at her with some surprise, "But you clearly... how do you know that the Three Thousand Worlds were not destroyed?"
“Because I believe in him, and I firmly believe—” Shi Xianxue said calmly, “He wouldn’t dare.”
He may have a tough exterior, but he has a soft heart. The two do bicker and argue often, but those are just minor squabbles. Wu Xiutang is not a villain like those in novels.
He is Wu Xiutang.
Wu Xiutang, who wasn't very good at loving but was sincere and passionate, loved her and would use all his strength and every means to treat her consistently. That was enough.
“I know there are problems in our relationship. He is stubborn and I don’t want to be manipulated or arranged by others. We always have arguments and are far from being soulmates. Maybe I should play along with him. Only by escaping from the Demon Realm and getting out of his sight can I truly understand what he wants to do?”
Shi Xianxue had considered asking him directly, but that body belonged to Shi Huaiyu, and she shared memories with Shi Huaiyu. She couldn't ruin Wu Xiutang's plan because of a momentary impulse.
"Now it seems this is probably related to the end times. Have you reached any consensus? What do you need Wu Xiutang for?"
Kong Sang shook his head, his gaze vacant: "The end times have arrived, and it cannot be reversed by the power of one person alone. It is necessary to know that the right time, the right place, and the right people are required, and the bloodline of creation is also needed as a guide. My soul has been shattered, and I will completely disappear in no more than ten years, so theoretically speaking, the bloodline of creation is only you and Shi Huaiyu."
Kongsang let out a heavy sigh: "I have accompanied you for nearly four hundred years and know that you are a brand new soul with independent consciousness and emotions. Your thoughts are unique and innovative, and you are unwilling to be bound by heaven and earth and to bear the mission. However, all things are conserved, and someone has to do this."
With a gentle wave of her hand, the tragic state of the human world appeared in the vast scroll painting.
"The great is called passing away, passing away is called going far away, going far away is called returning. When an old cycle ends, a new cycle will begin. Just as all things return to their roots, they will eventually return to their original state. This continent, like these four small worlds, will be abandoned, stripped away, and completely become a wasteland. Ten thousand years ago, Zhu Ze and I repaired the heavens with our divine bodies, but it was just a drop in the ocean, only achieving the effect of delaying. For tens of thousands of years, what we have been waiting for is the God of Order to descend to the world in human form."
Shi Xianxue's eyes reflected the tragic state of human life, and her expression was blank, as if she understood something.
"The Creator God bestowed upon me powerful astral calculations, enabling me to seek a way to save the world even when my divine soul was incomplete and I was imprisoned for three thousand lifetimes. The first two attempts both ended in failure; there was no God of Order in the world at all, and Wu Xiutang was just an ordinary boy."
The first two times? Could it be that "Cultivation of Immortality" is not a story or a novel, but something that actually happened on this land?
“But Xiaoxue, only you succeeded. You summoned the God of Order. Before, I only felt that you did not have the qualities of a goddess, but the facts have proved that you are the most suitable person to be a goddess. You gave the Three Thousand Worlds true life, making the Three Thousand Worlds no longer an ordinary spatial artifact, but a new continent full of new life and rich resources. This is a great ability that only the creator god possesses. Therefore, taking advantage of the instability in the Three Thousand Worlds, I sent you out.”
Shi Xianxue's head began to throb again, and a bizarre thought gradually arose in her mind. She felt it was absurd, and her blood felt as if it had frozen.
"So, it was you who took the initiative and guided Chu Ji, with his obsession to revive you, that led to the current situation."
She spoke with difficulty, as if each word required great effort: "So, you came to be my mother, and that was all premeditated?"
In the name of family ties, they trapped her tightly in a small space, using the bond between mother and daughter to control Wu Xiutang.
Kong Sang's perfect face showed no flaws, and she did not deny it.
"That's not important. What's important is that we succeeded. The end times have arrived, this world is destroyed, and even three thousand lifetimes cannot escape unscathed. He loves you, cherishes you like a treasure, and is willing to sacrifice his life to fulfill your destiny."
"Give me my wish?" Shi Xianxue burst into uncontrollable laughter as if she had heard a joke, tears welling in her eyes. Like a madwoman, she pointed at herself, uttering strange tones, "Give me my wish? Because I said I loved my mother the most, and that I dreamed of returning to the Three Thousand Lifetimes, so that idiot thought..."
Her voice choked with emotion, and she could barely continue, "I would abandon him without hesitation, just like Qi Lingjie did..."
What do you mean he doesn't understand love? He clearly loves her so much that he doesn't know what to do to love her even more. Even someone as extreme, paranoid, and misanthropic as him accepted this ending and was willing to save the world for her sake.
"I'm afraid of death! I hate the shackles you've forced upon me. I'm clearly just an ordinary person! But not wanting to be a goddess isn't a reason for Wu Xiutang to die!" The most precious emotion deep in her heart bit into her neck like a monstrous beast. Her breathing was rapid, and her heart ached terribly. "You used me, you lied to me. You never had a single genuine feeling for me from beginning to end. You're a liar. The love you pretended to have for me was just to make me a tool to control you and become a bargaining chip for you to deal with Wu Xiutang."
Kong Sang was silent for a moment, then calmly asked, "Where did you get this idea? My treatment of you is naturally different from that of others. We belong to the same lineage and should be the closest people in the world. We are different in our paths but the same in our destination, so how can you use me?"
"I'm not like you!"
"How is it different?" Kong Sang pressed, his expression sharp. "Could it be that you've always been sincere towards Wu Xiutang? You didn't use him, you didn't scheme against him? Didn't you want to kill him in the beginning?"
Shi Xianxue's throat was dry, and although her lips moved, no sound came out.
Kong Sang shook his head: "Xiao Xue, you and I are both goddesses. We cannot be bound by petty love and affection. Saving all living beings is the mission of the Creator God Lineage until death."
"If it were possible to restore the energy of this land and allow life to continue, even at the cost of one person's life, we would have no choice but to do so! Unfortunately, though I am a goddess, I am not qualified."
Shi Xianxue could no longer listen. She covered her face, tears streaming down her face as she was overwhelmed by her emotions. The once indestructible thing in her heart was gradually collapsing.
It's all fake, fake. Her world is fake, her life is fake, even her mother is fake.
She choked back tears and said, "So, now that I don't want to be a goddess anymore, and I don't want to take on the mission you mentioned, you no longer love me, right?"
Kong Sang remained silent for a long time, her eyes gleaming, "The goddess loves the world."
Xiaoxue, I will love you forever.
The light in Shi Xianxue's eyes completely died out, and she chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I understand, Goddess, please let me out."
"The outside world is like purgatory. I promised the God of Order that I would let you live..."
"I have to get out." Her eyes were red, and she tried to steady her trembling voice as she pleaded firmly again, "Goddess, please let me out. I am afraid of death, but I am not so cowardly as to hide behind someone and let others suffer for me. I accept my fate and will not run away again."
Kongsang cannot understand profound emotions. As the first goddess, she descended to earth to continue the bloodline of creation, to make this land flourish, and to complete the task given to her by the creator god. As for love and family affection, she merely imitates what is meant and cannot truly empathize with them.
Excessive affection brings suffering, while indifference brings no harm.
She still exudes divine compassion, yet she is also aloof, both affectionate and indifferent.
"I'm sorry, I can't agree to that."
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