Perhaps it is a god.
Qi Mo did have many questions in his mind, but before that, he had to express his sincere gratitude to Yun Qian.
"Thank you." These two words came out of his mouth with heavy weight. If it weren't for Yun Qian's sacrifice, Cangmin Mountain would never have such a peaceful and tranquil scene. All the stability before us is due to the selfless sacrifice of someone in the past.
Yun Qian was slightly taken aback, not expecting Qi Mo's first words to be a thank you. She then smiled gently, "Sect Leader, there's no need to thank me. I am a part of Cangmin Mountain. Without Cangmin Mountain, there would be no me."
At first, Yun Qian thought that Cangmin Mountain was just a cold text between the pages of a book, but as time went by and people got to know each other, Yun Qian had long since truly stepped into it and become a part of Cangmin Mountain.
At that time, she knew that this was a real world built by flesh-and-blood people with feelings and righteousness.
If she could turn back time and choose again, she would still make the same decision.
Life and death are not important; what matters is that she protected all those she cherished.
"This gratitude is a must." Qi Mo's expression remained solemn. "As the sect leader, it is my duty to protect my disciples. Unfortunately, my abilities are limited. If my junior brother hadn't appeared in time, I would probably have perished at the hands of that giant beast soon. It is my dereliction of duty that has caused you to bear so much."
For thousands of years, in order to guard the lava behemoth and protect the peace of the three realms, generations of exceptionally talented disciples of Cangmin Mountain have sacrificed their flesh and souls for this cause.
This path of sacrifice seemed endless, until Cangmin Mountain gradually declined.
If Lin Huaiyu hadn't come to his aid that day, Qi Mo would probably have been unable to escape the fate of dying from exhaustion.
Qi Mo's words were like a key, suddenly unlocking the floodgates of Lin Huaiyu's long-sealed memories. His thoughts were abruptly pulled back to the day he first found Yun Qian at the foot of Cangmin Mountain.
It was because of Yun Qian's arrival that the seemingly doomed fate of Cangmin Mountain began to show a faint glimmer of hope for the first time.
I see……
Lin Huaiyu lowered her eyelashes, and fragments of the past rapidly pieced together in her mind, connecting into a clear narrative.
If Yun Qian hadn't appeared, Lin Huaiyu wouldn't have stopped at the Immortal Sect Competition, wouldn't have interacted with the people of Cangmin Mountain, and naturally wouldn't have regained Bai Yan's memories. Without those memories, he wouldn't have gone to the forbidden area behind the mountain to support Qi Mo... If he hadn't arrived, Qi Mo would have ultimately perished in that lava.
Bai Chuan, Bai Ji, and Qin Wu have no chance against the overwhelming force of Yue Sheng and Si Li; they will surely perish in the encirclement and suppression of Cangmin Mountain by the various immortal sects.
At that time, Cangmin Mountain will also be completely destroyed.
The trajectory of fate was quietly rewritten from the moment Lin Huaiyu picked up Yun Qian.
Lin Huaiyu looked up at Yun Qian, whose expression was calm, only repeatedly saying that there was no need to thank her.
Qi Mo insisted on his own opinion, and the two argued back and forth, refusing to speak. It wasn't until Lin Huaiyu interrupted, saying, "Since we are fellow disciples, there is no need for such formal thanks; it makes us seem distant."
Qi Mo turned to look at him, remained silent for a moment, and finally asked the first question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time: "What exactly happened in the past hundred years?"
Yun Qian disappeared for a hundred years, but now she has reappeared in Cangmin Mountain with old wounds from a hundred years ago. Why is that?
Not only Qi Mo, but also Lin Huaiyu, Bai Chuan, Bai Ji and Qin Wu all had doubts about this.
Upon hearing Qi Mo's question, the three people who were busy in the kitchen immediately gathered around without making a sound, their eyes sparkling with the same concern.
Yun Qian knew that what they were most curious about at this moment were nothing more than two things: what had happened in the past hundred years, and why she was able to return to Cangmin Mountain silently with the wounds from a hundred years ago.
Explaining to these ancient people what it meant to transmigrate into a book was simply too shocking and unbelievable, even Yun Qian herself found it absurd and hard to believe. So, she chose a more easily understood explanation.
Yun Qian spoke calmly, "Perhaps... you are able to understand the existence of gods?"
"Two hundred years ago, the gods gave me a memory about the future of Cangmin Mountain. It showed me the fate of each of you, it told me when you would come and when you would die. But it did not tell me what to do."
“So I stayed on Cangmin Mountain. At those predetermined moments, you all appeared one by one as predicted.” Yun Qian’s gaze swept over Bai Chuan, Bai Ji, and Qin Wu, and she continued, “In the years I spent with you day and night, I suddenly… didn’t want to see you headed towards that predetermined end.”
"The gods only revealed part of the story to me, not the whole picture. Therefore, in the final showdown with Yue Sheng, I could only prepare for the worst. Fortunately, after I sealed him away, the sect leader emerged from seclusion in time and killed him."
“In the instant I died and my consciousness dissipated, I never expected to hear the voice of God.” Yun Qian’s expression changed slightly as she recalled that mechanical voice. “It favored Cangmin Mountain and wanted me to save it. I did it, and the reward from God is that I can return to Cangmin Mountain.”
"For me, it was as if I had just taken a nap and woke up to find myself in Cangmin Mountain." A faint but complex smile appeared on Yun Qian's lips. "But I never expected that this nap... would last for a hundred years."
This is the fact that she can think of, and that they might be able to accept and understand.
The existence of that system might actually be that of some higher-dimensional god.
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