The Promise Sea (End of the Main Text)
The sky and the earth were dark, the mountains were silent, and only the endless wind swept everything wantonly.
Countless greedy tongues lurked within the raging wind, madly swarming towards the lone figure on earth. If luck could shine, that person would be the most dazzling star in the Soul Realm.
But the invisible hand that grabbed the luck was cut off by a long sword.
The long sword had a white base, its outer edge a circle of pure black. Fine lightning patterns snaked through the black, wrapped in pure white flames.
Just like their current master, the Abandoned Phoenix Flame merged into one, hovering at the height of the master's chest and dancing slowly.
The sword light is the only light in the soul world.
Bright blue and white illuminate the face of the flying sword's owner. Sometimes it is Jie Xin with a serene smile, and sometimes, it is Chu Mo with a calm demeanor.
The dark sky in the distance blocked Xin's sight. He glanced around quietly, and his smile became more indulgent.
"Since it's Mr. Jie who's here, the Ghost King is being so mysterious. Isn't that unnecessary?"
Before he finished speaking, the Abandoned Phoenix Flame spun rapidly, shooting out a shower of sword shadows in all directions. These sword shadows moved with such swiftness that they seemed to reach the highest and most distant borders of Soul Realm in the blink of an eye, illuminating the entire world.
In the sky, a giant appeared. He only had the upper body, and his face with uncertain contours had only narrow eyes and a sharp wide mouth, as if a child had cut it out casually on a piece of white paper with scissors.
He looked down at the ants on the ground and shouted like thunder: "You rats, how dare you speak nonsense in front of the Heavenly Dao!"
Xie Xin seemed to have heard a joke, chuckled, and looked towards the barren mountains in the distance.
"Heavenly Dao? Are you talking about you, or the one who brought you into the Soul Realm?" He nodded. "That's right. Among the three of us, you have the best luck, so you can inherit the Heavenly Dao."
"Nonsense, God will live forever!"
The Ghost King roared and extended his two huge claws.
Xie Xin remained unmoved, his smile and voice suddenly turned cold: "Tian Dao has been dead for a long time!"
The claws paused.
Xie Xin's face, the fleeting ink-removing part of his face, also revealed a look of shock. Xie Xin didn't let him stay for too long, completely controlling his body. Every contour of his face revealed pride.
"Otherwise, now that I'm here, can He sit still? Can He let you deal with me?
"Or, have you been using my identity for too long and have you forgotten who severely damaged the Heavenly Dao and who led the Soul Realm expert—the God Slayer?"
Thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, covering up his voice.
That was the Ghost King's anger. However, the thunder soon faded away, replaced by the Ghost King's unbridled laughter.
"You said it yourself, I am His creation, a god who is superior to you humans. You dare to use your manipulation of people's hearts against me, Jie Xin? You are ridiculous, stupid, and ridiculous!"
The Ghost King paused and laughed strangely, "Chumo, Chumo, you don't know yet, do you? Jie Xin deceived An Rou and indirectly used you by manipulating her. I said you were stupid, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid!"
Xie Xin's eyes darkened and he chuckled, "Oh, don't you claim to be a god and despise manipulating people's hearts? Why are you going to such great lengths to sow discord between me and Chu Mo? Are you afraid of seeing Chu Mo and I teaming up?"
The ink-removing face struggled to appear, but disappeared faster than last time.
The Ghost King felt more and more cheerful, and his entire outline began to wriggle.
"Qi Mo believes it, haha, I cut this guy apart from my flesh and bones, so he knows which of my words are true and which are false!"
As he spoke, Xie Xin's body began to change, sometimes in a white robe, sometimes in black.
The luck of the two people has not yet completely merged, and Chu Mo tried to separate from the fusion state.
Xie Xin's smile finally disappeared, his brows furrowed slightly, and he whispered, "Chu Mo, don't listen to his nonsense. Ending the game and strangling the Ghost King, these decisions were made by the master, you know very well! If you retreat now, the master will sacrifice himself in vain!"
No matter how low his voice was, it could not escape the eyes and ears of the Ghost King throughout the Soul World.
The Ghost King laughed again. "That's right, you're absolutely right. Every decision and every action was An Rou's idea. She gradually discovered the truth of the game and stepped into the trap you designed.
"Xie Xin, when did you complete your soul restoration and regain your self? Did you use the Phoenix Flame to kill the medium, or did you use the Phoenix Flame to sneak attack me at Fengyu Temple?
"No, maybe even earlier? Perhaps it was when I just left Zhongsu at Yong'an Farm and found An Rou, and that little thing took the first bite of me?
"I devoured the souls of the old ones and awakened you from your slumber. My appearance has made you completely remember your identity, right?
"Tsk tsk, amazing! I rarely praise people, but I have to admit that as the number one in Soul Realm and the last Sword God, your brain and the ability to control people's hearts are indeed amazing.
"You hid in the little thing's body, making An Rou believe that you were it and it was you. From Lengbing City to the Spirit Realm, you went through one thing after another, experienced so many dangers, and still hid yourself tightly.
"Chu Mo and I have been in Yong'an for so long, and we didn't notice anything. Ah, it's not that An Rou is stupid.
"The smarter a person is, the more likely they are to be misled by their own wisdom. The more distrustful a person is, the more likely he or she will end up in disaster once he or she does trust someone."
Huang Yan Youqi trembled violently, wailing continuously. Clouds of black mist struggled to emerge from Jie Xin's body, slowly condensing into another vague humanoid figure.
But there are still countless connections between him and Jie Xin, like scooping a spoonful from extremely thick syrup.
"Chu Mo, calm down!" Xie Xin scolded, "He knows he can't fight us together, so he's deliberately provoking you! Once we separate, no one can deal with him!"
"That's right. I'm trying to sow discord between you and destroy your fusion."
The Ghost King admitted it generously, with a strong sense of pride in his voice.
"Whether what I said is true or false, Chu Mo will judge for himself. Don't you humans all like to say that the truth will be cleared? If it's not true, Jie Xin, why are you so anxious to explain?
"Ah—I see. It's because of this, right? Haha, do you want me to tell you why Chu Mo was struggling?
"It's very simple. Given An Rou's character, why would she sacrifice herself to help you? Oh, or to make an analogy, why would Chu Mo sacrifice himself to protect An Rou?
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. If it were me, I'd find out that the person I love has been deceived, that they're willing to die for you, or even die... without even realizing they were deceived. Human love is enough to drive me crazy."
The Ghost King lowered his massive head and approached Chumo: "Chumo, what about you?"
Before he finished speaking, Youqi Huangyan suddenly became still, and then with lightning speed, he smashed the Ghost King's head.
The blurred figure without ink also paused for a moment, then suddenly stretched out its arm, its five fingers forming claws.
"Youqi, come back!" Chumo roared.
The flying sword split into two, and the long black sword turned around rapidly.
Jie Xin gritted his teeth, turned over, hugged Chu Mo, and pointed his sword towards the sky.
"Huang Yan, draw your sword! We are delighted to meet!"
The Phoenix Flame Sword raced back at an even faster speed, instantly catching up to Youqi and piercing through his hilt. White flames rose, enveloping the pitch-black sword.
The two swords were shrouded in flames and pierced through Jie Xin's back without any pause.
Chu Mo was startled and looked at his chest.
The two swords combined to pierce his heart.
Blazing white flames surged through the sword into his body. In front of him, Jie Xin was engulfed in white flames, being incinerated at a speed too fast to be seen by the naked eye.
All that was left of Xie Xin's face were his dark eyes, which finally appeared on his face and looked at him.
"It's not true..." he said, "Killed... the Ghost King..."
Chu Mo opened his eyes wide, and after just a few words, the last bit of Jie Xin's face disappeared.
Not true?
Did he... make the wrong choice again?
——This was the last question that flashed through Chu Mo’s mind, and it was also the last remaining memory of him as a “human”.
His consciousness suddenly went dark and he fell into a bottomless abyss.
In the eyes of the Ghost King, the completely black Mo Qi was engulfed in white flames. The flames gradually faded from top to bottom, and the person within the flames gradually revealed their shape.
Relieves pungent taste.
With a calm and composed smile on his lips, he looked down at the headless god in the sky with an arrogant look and a body as small as an insect or ant.
"Thanks to you, otherwise I really wouldn't have found the opportunity to take advantage of Chu Mo's trick and eat up his luck."
The Ghost King's head solidified again, his simple facial features revealing an expression of disbelief.
Jie Xin pressed his sword finger against his forehead and slowly pulled out a tiny flying sword.
The black and white colors blend and flow, as if representing yin and yang, combining life and death.
He smiled and said, "Your speculation is correct. I have long since awakened and recovered my memory. I created a void within it that resembled the soul world, making An Rou believe that I was its soul.
"I intentionally gave the Nightmare Forest its will. As you know, the Nightmare Forest is a dream created by the beings in the Soul World so that it can find their corpses.
"Before An Rou discovered the player's sudden death, I desperately absorbed all the luck I could. When she began to doubt me, I reluctantly gave up half of my luck to give them a chance to live.
"You said it was An Rou who saved me and gave me the opportunity to return to the top? No, it was my forbearance that saved me. Otherwise, with her intelligence, she would have exposed my true identity long ago. Not to mention making her soften her heart and sacrifice herself.
"Oh, did you know that she always thought you were a knockoff of Jie Xin? Oh, opponents are often the ones who know themselves best. Let me clear your name for you. When you impersonate me, you are at least 90% similar. The missing one point is your character—
"I, Xie Xin, have never been willing to submit to anyone. Even the laws of nature will not allow it."
This statement finally made the Ghost King react, and the sky rumbled with his furious thunder.
"You are not seeking revenge, you are even dreaming of replacing the Way of Heaven!"
Xie Xin nodded calmly, his smile deepening. "So, An Rou's sacrifice was not in vain. She is buried on the first step under the throne."
"Delusion! Wishful thinking!"
Amidst the roar, the Ghost King's huge silhouette disappeared, and the sound waves, carrying murderous intent, surged from all directions.
Xie Xin glanced at him calmly: "Huang Yan, raise your sword."
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Paopao was handcuffed to the door handle and the door was locked. He struggled for a long time but in vain, leaving only deep scars on his wrists that could be seen to the bone.
A few meters away, the hatch of the holographic cabin was pushed open, and a person suddenly sat up.
Yu Fengqiu was breathing heavily, still recovering from the excitement and anxiety of opening the Ghost Ruins. He saw Paopao and strode over without even bothering to put on his clothes.
He even fell as he approached.
"What happened? Tell me what happened!" Paopao noticed that something was wrong with him.
Yu Fengqiu opened his bloody handcuffs while panting.
"President... the President is indeed parasitized by the Ghost King. The game is crashing. The higher-ups will definitely order a server shutdown."
"It collapsed?" Paopao grabbed the other person's shoulders tightly, "Then where's the boss? Where's Anrou?!"
"I, I don't know..."
At this moment, Yu Fengqiu's cell phone rang. He hesitated for a moment before walking over and glancing at the caller on the screen.
"It's your brother!"
In President Long Yan's office, Shi Xi was as pale as a vampire. He had obviously not had time to clean himself up, and the hem of his shirt hadn't even been tucked into his trousers.
"Got it. I've already notified all the dungeons to shut down. Five minutes left."
He put down the phone and checked the time, just as Yu Fengqiu pushed the door open.
Paopao rushed in: "Brother!"
Shi Xizheng covered his mouth and glanced at the special police outside the door: "Don't make a sound, go to my room."
After the door was closed, he spoke before Paopao could, and his words silenced Paopao.
"An Rou asked me to find you."
After his body was free again, during a brief eye contact with An Rou, Shi Xizheng heard An Rou's voice in his mind.
Shi Xizheng walked to the table: "An Rou asked me to tell you, don't worry about the end of the game. I didn't say goodbye properly before, so I asked me to find a way to let you enter the game again."
"Don't worry about the game ending? What do you mean?"
"I don't know either." Shi Xizheng shook his head and pointed at the extremely heavy laptop on the table. "This is the development team's simulator. It contains the core code of the four major dungeons and can simulate game scenes on a small scale."
The computer was already turned on, and Shi Xi was calling up a search interface: "An Rou asked you to go to Wuji Sea."
He entered the three words "Wujihai" in the search bar.
Yu Fengqiu was puzzled: "But there's no place called Wujihai in any of the copies..."
Just as Shi Xi was pressing Enter, a red box appeared on the screen: Positioning error.
Paopao suddenly said, "Yong'an Farm, try Yong'an Farm!"
Sure enough, after entering "Yong'an Farm", three simple words popped up on the screen: Loading.
Then, the black screen lit up and a colorful 3D layout appeared.
Shi Xizheng and Yu Fengqiu exchanged a glance, each one etched with astonishment. The simulator could only locate the original location of the dungeon's launch. Yong'an Farm had clearly only appeared recently...
Paopao suddenly grabbed Shi Xizheng's hand: "I saw it, brother, I saw the boss!"
In the narrow Yongrou Alley, amidst the pale cherry-pink light, a tiny figure appeared. If it weren't for the movement, it would be impossible to tell it was a person.
Shi Xizheng glanced at the time: "There's only one minute left before the server shuts down. Although the simulator and the server are independent, the login channel is shared. Ximing, hurry up."
He handed over a pair of holo-glasses.
The glasses are bulky and have long been obsolete. The holographic experience is less than one percent of that of a holographic cabin. However, they are convenient and fast, making them the most suitable for developers.
Shi Xi was helping Paopao press the switch on his glasses.
After a dazzling flash of colorful light, Paopao arrived at the farm gate. The gate was new, while the old gate with the farm sign was still in Baofu's belly.
I raised my foot to run, but instead of moving forward, my toe hit something and it hurt.
"Use the panel, don't use your body." Shi Xizheng's voice came into his ears, sounding a little far away.
Paopao then noticed a small directional panel in front of him. He pressed the "forward" button, and as the distance closed, the door opened automatically.
“Boss, boss!”
The direction panel was moving too slowly. Paopao couldn't help shouting even though he knew An Rou was in Yongrou Lane.
When he saw Yong'an Trading Company cut in half, his heart sank. Just as he was about to speed up, the picture suddenly became messy.
When the picture freezes, a familiar smiling face appears before my eyes.
"Are you here?" An Rou reached out and touched his head, a little amused, "How did you turn into a soybean? What kind of ancient machine is this? It's actually a pixel man."
Paopao burst into tears, but unfortunately, pixel people cannot cry, so the real tears blurred the picture in front of him.
He blinked hard, and when the image cleared, he realized there was a low wooden table in front of him. On the table was a stove, and on top of the stove was a pot with red soup boiling in it.
Next to the stove and on the bluestone slab under the wooden table, there are piles of ingredients.
Paopao opened his mouth and said, "Boss, you..."
"What? You don't know about hot pot?" An Rou raised her chin. "Sit down. I thought you could come back and have a meal with me. It seems like I've prepared too much food... You don't even have a mouth."
Paopao subconsciously touched his face and found that the pixel people really didn't have mouths. He then realized that his fingers were abnormally short.
An Rou couldn't help laughing, then sighed: "Why didn't we think of opening a hot pot restaurant? Dad is not here, so I just made the hot pot base randomly..."
She picked up a piece of mutton and put it into her mouth, her eyes wide open: "Hmm, it tastes pretty good!"
But from Paopao's perspective, it seemed like the boss was having his last meal.
Living in the game, the last meal.
An Rou keenly sensed the depressed mood in his silence and knocked the pixel man on the forehead with the tip of her chopsticks.
"Why are you looking so sad? Let me tell you, I, your boss, am in a good mood. Don't spoil my fun."
"The game is over, what's the good of it..." Paopao muttered, his eyes starting to feel hot again.
"Isn't the end of the game a good thing? No guilds chasing me, no ghost king plotting evil, the sky is high and the sea is vast, I can roam freely." An Rou said, "But it's too early to say it's over now. Let's see if these two can beat me."
"Both of them?"
An Rou poured the beef slices, which were cut with only average skill, into the pot and nodded, "Yeah, it relieves the spiciness and removes the ink."
"Xie Xin? Isn't Xie Xin the Ghost King?"
"Didn't I tell you long ago that the Ghost King is a knockoff of Jie Xin?"
"...Boss, the Jie Xin you're talking about is Brother Baofu?" Paopao glanced at the unusually peaceful sky. "Did Brother Baofu and Chumo go into the Ghost Ruins together?"
An Rou shook her head. "Bao Bao is Bao Bao, and Jie Xin is Jie Xin. That shameless guy has been pretending to be the soul of Bao Bao. Do you want to eat beef? The beef raised in Konggu is very tender."
Even if pixel people have mouths, they won’t have time to eat after running around.
He blinked his blue pixelated eyes: "What, what do you mean? Boss, I don't understand... Isn't the soul of Brother Baofu the same as Brother Baofu?"
An Rou smiled and glanced to the side: "Bao Bao, talk to him yourself."
A huge, terrified face suddenly appeared on the ground, its dark eyes rolling towards Paopao: "Gulu."
"Get rich quick, bro!"
The pixel man jumped down from the chair, spread his limbs, and lay on Fu Fu's forehead.
"It really was Brother Baofu! But... Yu Fengqiu said he killed Brother Baofu, so he opened the Ghost Ruins to save my brother... What's going on?"
"Think carefully with your academic brain, what else could it be?" An Rou pointed at him with her chopsticks, "Of course I'm just putting it on for them."
"Them? My brother and Yu Fengqiu?"
An Rou rolled her eyes: "Ghost King, remove the ink and relieve the pain."
Paopao took a moment to react, then changed his tone to a mournful one: "Boss, tell me, I don't understand..."
It was normal for him not to understand or comprehend. After all, An Rou only finally figured out the key point: a conspiracy that Jie Xin had set against her a long time ago.
The core of the conspiracy lies in the soul that pretends to be rich.
In the real Soul World, there were no such creatures as ghouls. Ghouls were the incarnations of residual souls and luck in the game world. Sudden wealth itself contained many soul fragments, and Jie Xin was one of them.
Perhaps it was because Baofu had devoured too much luck, and Jie Xin was the first of the soul fragments to awaken his will. He inhabited Baofu's body, quietly devouring the other soul fragments, and then frantically absorbing the luck of the players he devoured through Baofu.
He repaired his broken soul and regained his memory and self.
But he also noticed An Rou's unique soul world luck, and was worried that his identity would be exposed, so he simply played along and opened up a small soul world in Bao Fu's body, and continued to deceive An Rou's trust in the guise of "Bao Fu's soul".
An Rou guessed that he was using her for two purposes.
One is to use the farm to stir up trouble, continue to devour the players' luck, and strengthen itself.
The second is to use her power to destroy the Wuji Sea and release all the remaining souls in the soul world.
This didn't mean Jie Xin was compassionate, but rather that the existence of the remnant souls was a threat to him. Firstly, the remnant souls, controlled by the Heavenly Dao, could enhance the Ghost King's power. Secondly... he was afraid that if he showed up in the Soul Realm, the remnant souls would attack him, not the Ghost King.
After all, the Sword God Jie Xin is the real culprit for the decline of luck and the collapse of the soul world.
The universe is unpredictable, from a human perspective. The universe is constant, from the perspective of the Way of Heaven. The birth and destruction of a world, like the universe itself, has a beginning and an end, even across eternity, and no one can escape it.
The Soul Realm's Heavenly Dao understood this, and everyone in the Soul Realm understood this, so the Soul Realm established the law prohibiting cultivation early on, trying to use limited luck to delay the collapse of the Soul Realm.
Jie Xin understood this better, so he decisively broke the rules, trying to monopolize all the luck and steal the position of the way of heaven, and then used his powerful force to look outside for the way to eternal life.
He is indeed a cultivation genius that appears once in a million years. He hides in the dark and uses a speed that others cannot react to to forge an unparalleled cultivation level, becoming the final Sword God.
The Soul Realm's massive god-killing operation had as its initial target not the Heavenly Dao, but him.
Jie Xin eventually died, but the collapse of the Soul Realm could not be reversed. His thoughts inspired, or perhaps spread like a virus to the Heavenly Dao, leading to the divine revelation that descended upon the real world and the creation of the holographic game of harvesting destiny.
All the humans in the Soul Realm were sunk into the Wuji Sea. They all hated the Heavenly Dao, but they hated Jie Xin even more, because they hated him for betraying everyone for his own selfish desires.
Therefore, in addition to the two goals, Jie Xin has another ultimate goal: to weaken the power of the Ghost King by destroying the Wuji Sea and regain the position of the Heavenly Dao in the Soul Realm.
He wants to be the god of Soul Society.
Especially after discovering that Chu Mo was against the world for An Rou, he became more determined in his strategy -
He used helplessness, pain and regret to cover up his true face, took advantage of An Rou's desire for sudden wealth, and indirectly took advantage of Chu Mo's feelings for An Rou.
The Ghost King's luck was so strong that he could not match it alone. Once he weakened the Ghost King's power, combined it with Chu Mo's luck, and with the Youqi Huangyan swords in hand, he would be able to accomplish his goal.
"So he became the soul of Brother Baofu... and has been lying to you since leaving Lengbing City?" Paopao looked at Baofu's big face in disbelief.
An Rou shook her head and rinsed a piece of cilantro. "No, it should be earlier. He appeared after the sudden wealth devoured Ali. Going back further, I suspect he woke up after the sudden wealth devoured the old man on the list."
"...That's terrible. Boss, how did you find out?"
An Rou's cheeks flushed from the spiciness of the coriander. She fanned herself and said, "Ghost Island was shut down, and I entered the Ghost Ruins, the real Soul Realm. The Ghost King reminded me."
At that time, the Ghost King was in a state of extreme rage and his original intention was to kill her, but he showed extreme anger towards Jie Xin from beginning to end.
There is no doubt that the Ghost King inherited the most of Heaven's will. It can be said that with Heaven hidden behind the scenes, the Ghost King is the true god of the soul world.
Could a god hate a human being so much?
After the confrontation, An Rou hadn't spoken since Jie Xin and Chu Mo showed up. She had been deep in thought, because there were so many confusing points in the conversation between the three of them.
The Ghost King said that Jie Xin "deprived millions of people of their luck for the sake of one person's realm."
And then he said, "Who is the real winner?"
Perhaps it was a conditioned reflex, but the words the Ghost King said always made An Rou subconsciously think about the deeper meaning behind them.
She suddenly realized that the Ghost King, who was deliberately trying to kill her, had a contradictory side.
He hated humans, but when he was on the farm, his favorite thing was human food, especially the dishes cooked by An Yongnian. When he inadvertently cast his eyes on the farm residents, he didn't feel much hatred, and could even reveal a hint of pity.
This aspect can perhaps be interpreted as divinity.
Tiandao is the supreme existence in the soul world and the creator of the soul world, so humans in the soul world are the creations of Tiandao.
Does the Creator naturally hate His creation, just as parents naturally hate their own flesh and blood?
It doesn't make sense.
Compared to the Ghost King, Jie Xin and Chu Mo's reactions were concise and clear.
Jie Xin kept asking Chu Mo to merge in the name of "protecting the master", but Chu Mo refused.
Chu Mo also understood Jie Xin, but he was not as convinced as the Ghost King: Jie Xin was still the same Jie Xin as before.
Bao Fu's identity and An Rou's trust in Bao Fu both interfered with Chu Mo's judgment.
Another point: the timing of Jie Xin's awakening from hibernation is too coincidental and too strange.
It was such a coincidence that it seemed as if he hadn't been dormant at all, but rather lurking in the shadows, observing the situation. Also, a ghoul's upgrade to SSS was already the maximum, so it wouldn't make sense for him to be dormant.
Of course, these are just external factors that arouse An Rou's suspicion. The real reason that makes An Rou sober is still intuition.
"I have Phoenix Flame"—Xie Xin's four words revealed an indescribable pride. If he truly blamed himself for the collapse of Soul Society and was living in pain, how could he possibly speak like this?
"Don't be afraid, Master. I'm here." "I just want to protect you. I don't care about anything else."
These two sentences contradicted the pain Jie Xin had previously expressed. Especially the deep affection revealed between the lines, which gave An Rou goosebumps.
Perhaps those living in the Soul World era would be moved by these two sentences. But An Rou, who grew up in the Information Age, had only one feeling: too greasy.
This feeling immediately connected with the strangeness that had appeared earlier, making An Rou suddenly sober.
After Yan Shou disappeared, she didn't allow herself to get involved in any intimate relationships. She preferred to spend time with cats and dogs rather than people. So she liked Baofu and trusted Baofu completely.
The appearance of the suddenly wealthy soul "Jie Xin" made her feel uncomfortable. It was not for anything else, but because the soul was in human form, and as the secrets of the soul world were exposed, it became more and more like a human.
It should be said that the soul's previous life was indeed a man.
An Rou, who often PUAs men, was PUA-ed by a man for the first time in a way she had never seen before.
She was unaware of this and often spent her nights reflecting on her fear of intimacy, trying to be brave enough to face her inner feelings. At the same time, she also tried to get rid of this uncomfortable feeling.
For example, when I asked Jie Xin about the relationship between the soul and the body.
Xie Xin dispelled her doubts with an unexpected answer. At that time, she laughed at herself for being suspicious and stupid...
It was really stupid that I was fooled.
What's even more stupid is that she didn't realize that Jie Xin had been suppressing her consciousness and actions of true wealth.
After figuring this out and putting Jie Xin in the right position, the other party's conspiracy lay before her like a complete puzzle piece.
In addition, that confrontation also made An Rou discover another most important thing - Tiandao is dead.
Jie Xin appeared in the Soul World intact. Faced with this scourge that once caused the collapse of the Soul World, the Heavenly Dao was indifferent, and only the Ghost King came out to deal with him... Does it make sense?
It doesn't make sense, so there is only one explanation: Tiandao is dead, but the Ghost King and Chu Mo are unaware of it, only Jie Xin can see it.
The luck of the soul world had long been dispersed, and most of the luck was concentrated on four people.
The Ghost King, Chu Mo, Jie Xin, and - her.
This was a bold guess that might not be proven, but as soon as the thought came to her mind, An Rou concluded that it was a fact.
Because the power that she vaguely sensed and was unable to exert was now exerted.
In the moments before Onigashima's server launch, the birth, prosperity, and decline of Soul Society, a thousand years of light and shadow, flooded into my mind. In the blink of an eye, I saw it all, messy but not chaotic.
Because An Rou realized that she was already part of the Soul World's Heavenly Dao.
Simply put—she is God.
An Rou concealed her own divine awakening and only analyzed the findings from that confrontation.
Paopao was speechless for several times before finally mumbling, "Boss, your brain...isn't it really AI?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, his vision went dark and there was only darkness in his vision.
Paopao shook his head vigorously, but Shixi was holding his shoulders. He took off his glasses in a hurry and asked, "What's wrong? Why did it suddenly break?"
Shi Xizheng and Yu Fengqiu were also puzzled, staring at the dark computer screen. Yu Fengqiu's fingers flew across the keyboard, staring at the code and shaking his head. "The simulator code is fine, it's just that the scene suddenly disappeared."
"Try entering Yong'an Farm again?"
"No, positioning failed." Yu Fengqiu then entered the "middle building" of Longyan headquarters, and the scene was quickly loaded successfully.
Only Yong'an Farm seems to have completely disappeared from the game.
-
The wind and clouds surged, rocks filled the sky, and the entire soul world seemed to be entering the final destruction of the end of the world.
The flying sword traversed the chaotic world at a speed too fast to be discerned by the naked eye. Suddenly, it paused, and behind the hilt, a figure in a white robe and long hair, Jie Xin, appeared. Meanwhile, at the blade, the silhouette of the Ghost King slowly emerged.
The Youqi Phoenix Flame pierced the Ghost King's forehead. With Jie Xin's whisper, white flames burst out from all directions of heaven and earth at the same time.
"Burning the Heavens."
Each white flame enveloped a part of the Ghost King's body.
Xie Xin curled his lips and said, "This sword move was originally intended to deal with Tian Dao. Unfortunately, I couldn't use it last time, and He is no longer around this time."
The Ghost King's luck was taken away by the white flame, and he could no longer speak. In his paper-cut eyes, there was only endless anger.
Xie Xin's tone revealed a natural confidence: "I said, one day, I will become a god."
"Really?" A sweet voice, crisp and clear, suddenly rang in my ears. "What a pity! There will come a day, and it won't be today."
Xie Xin was startled, suddenly realizing he couldn't move. He quickly looked inside his body and found a small sword in his dantian.
The silver-gray small sword emitted a faint cold light, covering his internal organs and meridians.
The sword light was rapidly devouring his body formed by the condensation of his luck. In other words, it was devouring his luck!
Seven Souls Sword... How is it possible? How could a second-rate flying sword possess such terrifying sword energy?!
A figure slowly floated into his sight, with a smile that An Rou was familiar with.
The other party actually caught the doubt in his heart and pretended to be surprised: "Second-rate flying sword? How could my favorite weapon be a second-rate flying sword? At the very least, it can't be worse than your Youqi Huangyan, right?"
Before he finished speaking, the Seven Souls Sword suddenly split into an illusion, pierced through Jie Xin's body, and cut off Youqi Huangyan in the middle.
This action wasn't meant to rescue the Ghost King, as he had already been completely consumed by the white flames, leaving him powerless. It was more like An Rou showing off her power—unparalleled divine power.
The white flame devoured the Ghost King's luck and flowed towards Jie Xin. The Seven Souls Sword devoured Jie Xin's luck and flowed towards An Rou.
With every passing moment, An Rou's strength grows stronger.
Shock, confusion, annoyance, anger...all kinds of emotions blended in Jie Xin's eyes.
An Rou stretched out a finger and lifted the long hair that fell on Xie Xin's forehead with disdain: "Do you know where you are wrong?"
She leaned close to Xie Xin's ear and said, "It's simple. I hate men with long hair the most."
The sword light became brighter and brighter, instantly engulfing Jie Xin's wide-open eyes.
Four unique fortunes were finally integrated into one.
An Rou looked around and raised her hand gently.
Flying sand and rocks fell simultaneously, and the violent wind and clouds dissipated in an instant. All light dimmed, and this world once again became the dark and silent soul realm.
Of course, she didn't tell Jie Xin the real reason. Otherwise, even if Jie Xin was at the end of his strength, he would still have a chance to fight hard.
Because power does not come from "becoming a god", but from "God".
She is already a god.
Neither the Ghost King nor Chu Mo dared to call themselves "gods." However, Jie Xin's only thought was to become a god.
A difference of one word, a difference of one thought, can become a deadly shackle that blocks the power of heaven.
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After entering it countless times, the pop-up window on the screen suddenly changed to "Loading".
"We're back, the farm is back!" Paopao cheered and quickly put on the holographic glasses.
What caught my eye was the sumptuous hotpot, with the boss sitting upright on the chair, looking at me with a smile.
"I was so scared, boss! What happened just now? It seems like the farm has disappeared from the game..."
An Rou picked up a piece of beef and put it in his bowl. "Nothing, just finishing up. But the farm isn't in the game anymore. I moved it to Soul Realm."
"Soul Realm?"
An Rou nodded and put down her chopsticks. "The farms you see now are all illusions condensed from good fortune. Well, they consume too much good fortune, so I have to leave. It's good. I even had hot pot with you before leaving."
Although she was the only one eating the whole time.
Paopao was a little anxious: "Boss, where are you going? Soul Realm? Can you take me with you?"
An Rou burst out laughing: "Don't be silly, why would you give up your good life and go to the apocalypse with me? Oh, there are no monsters or zombies over there, it's just a very boring and desolate world. And... there's no Heng Bobao."
"But..." Paopao didn't know what to say and lowered his head.
An Rou patted his square head and said, "Whether the countries like it or not, the game is over, and the real world will slowly return to normal. I don't like the current chaotic society either, but everything will get better, believe me. Okay?"
After a while, Paopao finally nodded.
"Is anyone accompanying the boss? Will Brother Rich... also go to Soul Society?"
An Rou smiled widely. "Of course, even though there's no one there, Yong'an Farm will continue to operate. You're still my best partner!"
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The sun is shining brightly, and on the barren land, there is a slowly moving castle.
The four golden characters "Yong'an Farm" sparkle in the sun.
At the front of the farm, at the end of a thick neck, there is a terrified face lying flat. From a distance, it looks like a platform extending from the farm.
The driver sits on the platform, guiding the direction of the farm.
An Rou is the driver. Of course, she doesn't have to do anything because the farm is self-driving.
She lay on the forehead of Baofu, bored, looking at the towering mountains in the distance.
"Baobao, how long will it take to reach Wuliang Mountain?"
Rich grunted.
"A month?" An Rou's expression was exaggerated. "You've grown so big, but your speed is too slow! A month is too long. It's so boring..."
This is unfair to those who get rich quickly.
Before leaving, she had clearly urged me to take it slow and not waste too much luck. Otherwise, with the long legs of sudden wealth, there would be no need for a turtle to crawl.
An Rou was also helpless. Since she became the Heavenly Dao of the Soul Realm, she knew exactly how much "luck" she had.
Measured by "lifespan," before Jie Xin's disturbance in Soul Realm, the lifespan of Soul Realm beings was nearly ten thousand years. After the disturbance, lifespan plummeted to less than a thousand years.
The thousand-year luck that the Ghost King had plundered through the Soul-Guiding Song was not only completely used up but also half of the original capital was lost because she insisted on moving the farm to the Soul Realm.
When he arrived in Soul Society with his sudden wealth and farm, the lifespan of Soul Society was less than 500 years.
An Rou was also disgusted by the darkness of the Soul Realm, so she imitated a famous church classic—
“Let there be light!”
Pinch out a sun.
"Let there be stars and moon!"
Pinch out a moon and thousands of stars.
As for the "fertile land" and "thriving life"... forget it, I can't afford to waste the remaining luck, and my lifespan in the soul world is only barely two hundred years.
Calculate where you will need your luck in the future and make a margin. It would be good enough if you can survive a hundred years intact.
"100 years is enough, right?" An Rou discussed with Bao Fu, "In a hundred years, I'll be 124 years old... Back then, I never thought I could live to 80."
Who would object to getting rich quickly?
All the flowers have been spent.
Fortunately, the farm was moved to the Soul Realm intact, and there was no shortage of cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, grains, vegetables and fruits. The business also had a huge inventory of clothing, enough to last for hundreds of years.
There's just no electricity.
An Rou glanced back at the farm, sighed, and discussed with Bao Fu: "Bao Bao, you have long claws, so why not take a look at the underground coal mines on the way? It doesn't matter whether it's anthracite or not, just dig some out and try..."
“Gul-lu-lu—”
"Hehe, I knew it was right to bring you along, you're always willing to work hard!"
“Gul-lu-lu—”
An Rou turned over and lay on Fu Fu's fair forehead.
The heartbeat in my chest became noticeable, beat by beat, steady and confident.
There was another reason that allowed her to truly distinguish between getting rich quickly and settling down, which she also did not tell Paopao.
The reason, or the sign that indicated the true identity of the rich man, had already appeared in Zhongsu Town.
Wang Da once said: The reason why I am who I am is because of you.
And Wang Da carries the will to get rich quickly.
She had long been burdened with the destiny of the Soul Realm, and sudden wealth existed because of her. In other words, sudden wealth did not belong to any history, but was created by her unconsciously - a brand new creation.
Baobao has no heart.
She is its heart.
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