Although Xia Xiang really wanted to return to the Gold Dimension, she also felt that the energy in her body was a bit strange. She didn't know why she had Huai An's energy in her body after waking up from serious injuries.
Not knowing why Huai'an hadn't appeared for so long, he returned to the Land of Oblivion.
When she returned, Xuanming was building a grave for Huai'an, muttering incantations as if mourning his friend.
Xia Xiang had a bad feeling, followed by a surge of anger, and she raised her hand to slap him.
A palm strike carrying immense energy grazed past Xuan Ming, leveling the makeshift grave he had painstakingly erected.
"What are you doing?" Xia Xiang lowered her arm, trying her best to keep her voice from trembling.
"Hey, he's still your brother!" Xuan Ming rarely lost his temper with Xia Xiang, and said angrily.
"Where did he go?" Xia Xiang asked anxiously when he didn't answer directly.
Xuanming said solemnly, "He's dead, completely dead. Unlike others, he can't recover his energy and memories."
Xia Xiang didn't believe it at all, and took two steps with a frown, "You're lying to me."
"You've lied to me a lot before, and you'll probably do it again this time, so I won't believe you."
Xuanming: ...I told you I was the only normal person in the world, but they didn't believe me! And now, another one has gone mad.
“If he didn’t lie to me, then I didn’t lie to you,” Xuan Ming said. “But you have to accept the fact that his chances of living are slim.”
After Xuanming finished speaking, he squatted down again and began to rebuild the tomb in Huai'an.
"Oh—" Xia Xiang said nonchalantly, "It's not too late to build him a grave after I find him, because I'm going to bury him alive!"
"Do as you please, but please don't bother me, okay?" Xuan Ming said.
"I'm afraid that won't work," Xia Xiang said with a worried expression. "Actually, I might not remember everything. I don't remember how things got to this point."
Xuan Ming dropped the stone brick from his hand and asked incredulously, "What did you say???"
Xia Xiang had no choice, but danger was closing in, and she couldn't just stay ignorant.
Xuanming sighed inwardly, intending to ask her what she still remembered, so he said, "Do you want to know why Huai'an doesn't agree to you being with Jiuwu or his other clones?"
"I don't know," Xia Xiang frowned. What does all this have to do with each other?
"The story needs to be told from the beginning. As I mentioned last time, the universe split into twelve spacetimes, and each spacetime has an identical clone. Do you want to know why?" Xuan Ming asked again.
This time, Xia Xiang didn't refuse again and quietly waited for him to make up a story.
“Long, long ago, there was a highly respected sage who created the world and was compassionate. He treated all things with gentleness.”
"After that, he traveled the world and met many people. He adopted many talented orphans, but only Huai'an and Huaiying were the offspring of the woman he loved."
"Later, he stopped traveling and devoted himself to building a country where everyone could live happily. However, the conflict with another power grew stronger and stronger, to the point that they would kill each other without regard to good or evil. The hatred between the two tribes deepened."
"Huaiying was protected by everyone and was naive to the ways of the world, but she was unexpectedly deceived by a child from another tribe, and the two became good friends."
"I already know the outcome. Then the two of them died, right?" Xia Xiang said calmly.
It's a cliché; if two groups kill each other as soon as they meet, those two people are bound to die.
"No," Xuan Ming shook his head, his expression somber.
"Huaiying's betrayal completely ignited the fuse of war between the two races. She even killed her father and brothers, sacrificing herself, her father, the demon child, and her nine other brothers and sisters, blasting the universe into twelve fragments."
"Do you know why there are different levels of talent?" Xuan Ming asked.
"Because they're the main characters, they'll be stronger," Xia Xiang replied, utterly speechless.
"No, their talent and power were divided into twelve parts, so those who were already very strong weren't weakened too much," Xuan Ming said.
"The limitation of time and space is to protect their clones, because devouring clones is much faster than cultivating on their own."
"Like ZACK from the Bronze Dimension?" Xia Xiang asked.
“Yes,” Xuanming said, “so these clones can all be said to be one person.”
“For example, Huai’an,” Xuan Ming said, “After his energy recovers to a certain level, the memories and power sealed within his body will be restored.”
“So, you and Huaiying are the same person,” Xuanming said. “As for why you can’t be with Jiuwu, it’s because of a curse.”
"Diablo used two-thirds of his power to create a curse. When your love for each other reaches its peak, one of you will become a demon and kill the other with your own hands, and you will never be together for all eternity."
Xia Xiang: "Before... between him and me, who killed more?"
“…” Xuan Ming suddenly felt sorry for that person. “Half and half. If he killed you this time, it would be fair between you two.”
"Is he crazy?!" Xia Xiang blurted out. "As a demon lord, shouldn't he be using his power to consolidate his authority? To curse young lovers???"
“They’re not a young couple!” Xuan Ming said unhappily.
"Okay, okay, it's my fault. It's all my fault for letting the Demon Lord curse me like that," Xia Xiang said, rolling her eyes.
She couldn't believe it. It was just two enemy children falling in love—could that really destroy the universe? She felt like she was unwittingly carrying a huge burden of blame…
Let's not dwell on it anymore, let's go back to the Golden Dimension and see Wang Da Dong.
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