Bai Qianshuang on the bed slowly opened her eyes. Her vision was a bit blurry at first, and she could only see a piece of moonlight shining into the room through the window.
The broken immortal realm had disappeared, and the figures of the Chaotic Heavenly Emperor and Empress Jiuhua had gradually faded away. Only those memories still remained deep in her mind.
She didn't get up immediately but just quietly lay in bed, feeling the warmth on her palm.
Luo Xi was sitting by the bed, still holding her hand with one hand while propping her face with the other. Her head was slowly nodding off.
Seemingly sensing that Bai Qianshuang had woken up, she quickly raised her head and a smile reappeared on her face. "Ha~ Qian Shuang, you're finally awake. I thought you were going to sleep until tomorrow."
Bai Qianshuang didn't answer. She just stared at their clasped hands and remained silent for quite a while without letting go.
Luo Xi followed her gaze and wanted to pull her hand back, but found that Bai Qianshuang's fingers tightened a little instead.
"Qian Shuang?"
"Don't move," Bai Qianshuang said softly.
Luo Xi blinked her eyes and finally obediently sat still, though the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl slightly upwards.
In her memory, the Luo Xuan Empress was influenced by the outer gods and personally opened the core of the immortal realm, almost allowing those things to truly descend.
The sword that Luo Xi thrust from behind was not a betrayal but a severance of the connection between her and that polluted imperial body.
That sword destroyed the body of the Luo Xuan Empress but sent her last pure soul into reincarnation, which was how Bai Qianshuang came to be.
Bai Qianshuang only remembered the pain of the imperial sword piercing through her chest in the past, and also remembered seeing Luo Xi standing behind her before she fell.
She never understood why the person who always liked to follow her around would choose to kill her at the last moment.
Now she finally understood.
Because at that time, Luo Xi had no other choice.
Bai Qianshuang slowly sat up, her long hair cascading down her shoulders. Her expression remained as calm as usual.
Luo Xi picked up the pillow beside her and placed it behind her. "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Does your head hurt?"
"No."
"What about your heart?"
Bai Qianshuang looked up at her, seemingly not knowing how to answer this question.
Luo Xi didn't urge her but just sat there smiling, patiently waiting for her to organize her words slowly.
"Did it hurt at that time?"
Bai Qianshuang suddenly asked.
Luo Xi was stunned for a moment and then realized that she was asking about the last period in the immortal realm.
After being polluted, the Luo Xuan Empress had almost lost her sanity. Even though she was pierced through the body by the imperial sword, she still instinctively seriously injured Luo Xi.
At that time, most of Empress Jiuhua's imperial body was shattered, and even her natal imperial sword was broken by the Luo Xuan Empress herself.
"A little," Luo Xi said with a smile, holding up two fingers to show a very small distance. "It was probably only this much pain."
Bai Qianshuang stared at her expressionlessly. "You're lying."
"It's been so long. I've already forgotten."
"You haven't forgotten."
The smile on Luo Xi's face paused for a moment, and then she reached out and gently pinched Bai Qianshuang's face, making her originally cold cheeks puff up slightly.
"Qian Shuang, why have you suddenly become so smart? You're not cute at all like this."
Bai Qianshuang didn't swat her hand away. She let her pinch for a while before slowly saying, "Sorry."
Luo Xi's fingers stopped on her face.
There wasn't much change in Bai Qianshuang's face, but Luo Xi knew what she was apologizing for.
For what the Luo Xuan Empress had done after being polluted.
And for suspecting Luo Xi and subconsciously resisting her approach after regaining some of her memories.
Luo Xi quickly let go of her hand and shook her head with a smile. "That was what Luo Xuan did, not you."
Bai Qianshuang looked at her. "I'm her."
"You're also Bai Qianshuang," Luo Xi said, reaching out her finger and gently tapping on her forehead. "You can remember the past, but you don't have to carry it all on yourself."
"What about you?"
"What about me?"
"You're Empress Jiuhua."
Luo Xi thought for a moment and then quickly replied with a smile. "Occasionally, but usually I'm still Luo Xi. Otherwise, it would be too tiring to live."
Bai Qianshuang seriously thought for a few seconds. It seemed that she found this statement reasonable and finally nodded slightly.
She still didn't let go of Luo Xi's hand. She just moved aside a little, making room on the edge of the bed.
Luo Xi naturally understood what she meant. She immediately took off her shoes and got on the bed, and then leaned against her. "Is Qian Shuang inviting me to sleep with you?"
"Sit," Bai Qianshuang said.
"Okay," Luo Xi replied quickly, but her body had already snuggled up, and her shoulder gently touched Bai Qianshuang's.
At this moment, the door was gently pushed open.
Ye Chuan was standing outside. He glanced at the two people snuggled together and then at their hands that still hadn't let go.
"It seems that everything is okay," he said.
Bai Qianshuang nodded gently, and Luo Xi waved to him with a smile. "Chuan Chuan, why are you standing so far away? Come up and join us."
"It's okay now," Ye Chuan said.
"Alright. I'll stay with you guys." Ye Chuan walked into the room. Just as he reached the bedside, his phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.
The screen didn't light up automatically, but the icon of the Multiverse Landlord APP slowly emerged in the darkness, surrounded by a circle of ancient immortal patterns he had never seen before.
Ye Chuan took out his phone. As soon as his finger touched the screen, the room in front of him disappeared in an instant.
"This is..."
An endless river of time appeared beneath his feet, and countless worlds emerged from the darkness and then quickly faded away the next moment.
Ye Chuan saw a soul identical to his own fall into Tianxuan. He started as an ordinary cultivator and became an immortal emperor all the way, and finally stood in front of that chaotic imperial body again.
In that lifetime, he regained all his memories and accepted the identity of the Chaotic Heavenly Emperor again. The moment the soul returned to the imperial body, the seal was lifted, and three outer gods simultaneously opened their eyes from behind the darkness.
The picture soon shattered, and the entire Tianxuan completely disappeared in the dark red mist.
Another strange world appeared.
In that lifetime, Ye Chuan didn't return to the imperial body. He mastered new power that was enough to hurt the outer gods, but he was always the only one who made it to the end.
He didn't trust anyone around him and regarded all the seeds left by the worlds as forces that could be used.
When he finally stood in front of the darkness, there was no one behind him, and he had become the Chaotic Heavenly Emperor who single-handedly suppressed an era again.
The picture went dark again.
More vague figures flashed across the river of time. Some of them hadn't even started cultivating, and the core of the immortal realm had already fallen into the hands of the outer gods.
Those worlds hidden in the endless time and space appeared simultaneously, and the dark red gazes also fell on all the seeds in one day.
Time and time again.
Each figure had the same soul as Ye Chuan, but due to different experiences, they ended up in completely different fates.
Was this...
His past reincarnations?
Ye Chuan regained some of his memories. When he came to his senses, he found himself standing in the room again.
"What's wrong, Chuan Chuan?" Luo Xi asked.
"...It's okay," Ye Chuan shook his head.
Let's infuse the spiritual liquid first.
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
