These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 470 The True Identity of the Mastermind

"I am the real you."

The summoning plate on his waist glowed with light, and the ghost book was summoned instantly. A lingering turbid air descended and possessed him.

The ghost's face gradually changed, transforming into a handsome young man with white hair.

There is a gorgeous and beautiful fire on his forehead, and his eyes are elegant and easy-going, giving people the feeling of a scholar.

Except for his white hair, his face was exactly the same as Xin Xichen.

"Your logical flaw, ignoring death, has caused you to forget something related to your own death."

Xin Shenghua smiled faintly and said:
"I am the real Xin Xichen, and you are just an empty shell that I left behind in the imperial mausoleum. Back then, I had already researched the rudiments of immortality. I discovered that only by becoming a ghost and awakening again can I repair my foundation and cultivate immortal spiritual roots."

"So, I thought about how to die without being stiff."

Xin Shenghua looked at Xin Xichen, whose expression changed several times, and smiled brightly:
"The soul body is made of [Soul Bubble] and [Soul Turbidity]."

"I want to use the technique of childbirth to inject my soul turbidity into a baby and separate myself into two parts."

"Without the turbid qi, the remaining soul bubble becomes a ghost."

"And I, Xin Xichen, will be an unprecedented [living] ember!"

This is the truth behind the mystery of the crown prince in the palace back then. He did not give birth to an heir, but to give birth to himself and separate himself.

At that time, this turbid energy of mine could hide in the dark, in the summoning tablet, to help myself awaken and completely possess the immortal roots.

Of course, he himself understood what his obsession with awakening was.

Kill Jiusui!
So, he, the turbid energy, began to make plans in the dark to help his own embers awaken.

Now, it’s finally successful!

"It was you who destroyed the imperial mausoleum?" Xin Xichen asked angrily.

"Of course I did it. The obsession you want to awaken is to kill Jiusui and create chaos so that he will have to kill you!"

Xin Xichen was stunned when he heard this.

His outlook on life was turned upside down.

He could lose, he could be defeated, but his pride would not allow him to do such a thing. He would rather die.

"Are you angry?"

Xin Shenghua said calmly: "Do you know that you are angry with yourself? I am you."

"No, you are not me!!" Xin Xichen said in disbelief, "I would not be so despicable. I have always been upright."

Back then, even when he killed other saints of the Xin Dynasty royal family, he still openly invited them to fight.

Even when Xinyi teased him and said she wanted to kill him and burn his books, he still said he would challenge her when he became stronger.

His pride disdained to do such a despicable thing.

Breaking the imperial mausoleum and shattering the core would cause disastrous consequences! This would plunge all the people of Kyushu into dire straits.

"You are nothing but my younger self. You are nothing but a logical loop I left behind. How can you be sure that I am not you?"

Xin Shenghua's eyes were full of old age and vicissitudes. He sneered and said, "Don't you understand yet? Embers are a solidified logical loop that will not grow."

"You died in your most youthful and passionate state."

"And I am just turbid air. With complete cognition, I am the real Xin Xichen! I am the soul! You are just an empty shell of a soul."

"I am still growing. I have been smoothed out by the years since the fall of the dynasty."

"I became mean, greedy, mean, and unscrupulous."

"The high-spirited hero has become disgustingly ugly."

Xin Shenghua suddenly grinned and turned around:

"Look at me, do I look like a dog?"

Xin Xichen stood there in a daze, looking at his own madness, ugliness, and vulgarity.

"Everything I have is planned for you. I broke into the imperial mausoleum. Only in troubled times can you rise."

"No matter how you fight, in the end, you will definitely burn the entire Jiuzhou Emperor's Tomb. This is your opportunity." "Jiu Sui will also pave the way for you!"

Xin Shenghua's voice grew louder and louder, revealing an increasingly dark and evil aura, revealing all his plans.

"I am young, and people grow up."

Xin Shenghua couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Hahahaha, do you know how many bad things I have done for today? I have become so ugly, so ugly!"

"I'm telling you! Even the ancient taboos in the tombs haven't done as many bad things as I have! Because when they died, they still had principles, bottom lines, and logic."

"But I am different. I am still growing, like an overripe flower that is rotting and smelling worse and worse, until it becomes unimaginably smelly."

He smiled twistedly and smugly.

"So it's me." Xin Xichen closed his eyes silently.

He originally thought that he had always been plotted against, and that he had always failed.

But he never expected that he himself was the mastermind behind all the schemes.

In order to create this huge lie, he even directly deceived "himself" and made "himself" live in failure, so as to hide inconspicuously in the eyes of all existence. This is really a good calculation!

Xin Xichen said: "So, you are here to take back everything that belongs to you. Your plan was completely successful. I have awakened under your guidance."

"Do not."

Xin Shenghua shook her head greedily. "Fear, fear, and regret have almost drowned me for more than 100,000 years. I have done so many mistakes that even I think I am ugly."

"At first I faked my own death, preparing to return and replace you after you succeed."

"But now, I know that the real Xin Xichen myself should have died long ago. I am not worthy of being me."

"You, the empty bubble of soul left behind, are worthy of being me!"

He looked greedily at the high-spirited, simple and upright scholar sitting on the throne.

It was as if I saw myself when I was eighteen years old.

He has been running around for more than 100,000 years, using all means to pave the way for himself, and his only wish is to get to the top again.

"Burn me, young me."

Xin Shenghua was filled with morbid enthusiasm. She stepped forward, knelt down, and kissed the boots of the young emperor. "You are the unrivaled hero in my heart, stepping on the colorful clouds."

He was like a devout fanatic who saw his ultimate belief. This young emperor represented all his ideals and hopes in life.

"Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, I have left you all kinds of intelligence organizations, all kinds of backup plans, and all kinds of knowledge in my mind, just to wait for you to burn me, so that I can make up for the blank hundreds of thousands of years now."

He greedily held the shoes of the young emperor and breathed in deeply, "The smell of my young self."

"Don't be afraid. I will bear all the mistakes and darkness. You won't remember the things you did wrong. I have walked too many wrong paths and killed too many innocent people."

Xin Shenghua laughed crazily, his face full of resentment and madness, but tears were already streaming down his face.

"Hahaha, let me die! Die, die, die!! Hahahaha!!"

He gradually covered his face and cried bitterly, as if he had lost his mind. He started crying again, "Burn me, burn me. The whole road has been paved for you."

"Jiu Sui, Xi Rong, the world, and even myself are all paving the way for you!"

He was laughing, a very proud laugh.

Xin Xichen's face on the throne suddenly became completely calm. "Tell me, has Jiusui guessed who you are? Does he know your plan?"

"Maybe he knows, maybe he doesn't." Xin Shenghua was stunned for a moment, "Even if he knows, this old man who is about to die is willing to be deceived, because the one who is about to reach the top is a perfect and powerful emperor of the immortal way!"

Gui Pu broke away and fainted on the ground.

The angry Xin Xichen released a flame, which quickly burned the turbid air in front of him, and the firewood bloomed.

"Come, my king."

The turbid air burned by the flame smiled brilliantly, "This is the last flower path I have paved for you. Your path is destined to be filled with flowers and praises."

"Remember, my young self, don't become this old me. Don't become me." He murmured as the flames gradually burned him to ashes.

Xin Xichen sat quietly on the throne, staring in a daze as the real Xin Xichen disappeared from this world.

(End of this chapter)