The King of Xiuxianjuan returns to modern times and becomes a landlord

He Qingming stood on the balcony, his gaze piercing the thin morning mist as he gazed at the distant horizon. His eyes were filled with worry and resignation, as if he could see through the mists of time and foresee the future of that land. Blue Planet, once a world brimming with vitality and harmony, now seemed to him like a scene about to shatter. Using his causal probing technique, he glimpsed a glimpse into the future—a hundred years from now, Blue Planet would be plunged into chaos due to the misuse of nuclear weapons by multiple nations. Tsunamis, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions—these natural disasters would continue incessantly, pushing human civilization into the abyss.

Amidst this chaos, the population plummeted, and an unknown virus began to spread, transforming the world into something out of a post-apocalyptic novel. The streets, once familiar, vanished, replaced by rampant zombies, alien plants, and mutated animals. The order of human society was utterly shattered. Yet, amidst this apocalyptic landscape, some humans awakened special abilities, seeking a glimmer of hope amidst this despair. However, all their efforts seemed futile.

As time passes and the environment of Blue Planet deteriorates, humanity begins to turn its gaze to the vast universe in search of a new home. They begin researching space migration, hoping to rebuild civilization on other planets. However, all these explorations and efforts ultimately cannot change a cruel reality: Blue Planet, once home to countless lives, will vanish into the dust of the universe.

He Qingming took a deep breath and turned to face Ying Ni, who stood behind him. His voice was low and firm: "What are you going to do next? Are you going to make some changes?" Ying Ni smiled softly and walked to He Qingming's side, her gaze also cast towards the distant sky. "No, this matter can only be left to its own devices. You and I are both ancient gods, and we cannot interfere with fate. Isn't that what you told me? Why are you trying to break the rules now?"

Ying Li's words revealed a transcendent calm, as if she had already accepted everything. He Qingming fell silent. He knew Ying Li was right. As ancient gods, they shouldered the heavy responsibility of maintaining the order of the universe and could not arbitrarily interfere with the fate of mortals. However, facing the future of Blue Star, deep within him surged an irresistible urge to change everything.

He recalled his vow to protect this land and its inhabitants. But now, facing this terrible disaster, he felt more powerless than ever before. He Qingming closed his eyes, trying to calm himself. He understood that even as an ancient god, he had his limitations, and some things were unchangeable. He had to accept this reality, however cruel it was.

At this moment, He Qingming finally grasped the complex emotions Ying Ni experienced when resurrecting Ling Qiao. "So, are we really going to do nothing?" He Qingming turned to look at Ying Ni beside him. His voice was low and filled with resignation, as if he was questioning not only Ying Ni but also the unpredictable fate itself. His gaze lingered on Ying Ni's face, trying to find even a glimmer of hope in her expression.

"Remember when I tried to change Lingqiao's fate, the entire Divine Court turned against me, even you." Ying Ni's voice was as cold as a winter wind, piercing yet clear. Her eyes revealed a loneliness and determination, the deep marks left by countless battles and betrayals. She would never forget that time when she faced the siege of other gods alone, without her beloved standing behind her.

"Youyou, you can't conflate these two situations; they're completely different." He Qingming gently turned Ying Wan's body, his tone pleading. His eyes were filled with complex emotions, a mixture of deep love for Ying Wan and a profound sense of powerlessness in the face of fate. His fingers gently touched Ying Wan's arm, as if seeking a hint of warmth and comfort.

"To me, they're no different. I can tell you clearly that I can't change Lingqiao's fate, and the same goes for Lan Xing's this time." Ying Ni gently pulled away He Qingming's grip on her arm. Her voice was firm and resolute, without the slightest hesitation. Her eyes revealed a transcendent calm, as if she had seen through all the chaos and clamor in the world.

"All I can tell you is that this variable is Blue Star's last chance, a chance to defy fate. The future of Blue Star, whether it lives or dies, depends on this variable." Ying Li's voice echoed in the air, like a pronouncement of fate. Her gaze cast into the distance, where an unknown future lay, filled with infinite possibilities and challenges. He Qingming stood beside her, his heart filled with mixed emotions: deep concern for Ying Li, yet also boundless anticipation for the future.

"Variables are the most mysterious and unpredictable force in the universe. They can break established rules and create new possibilities. But at the same time, they are also fraught with uncertainty and risk. Once activated, we cannot predict how they will affect the future of Blue Planet." He Qingming's voice was heavy. He understood the power of variables, as well as their dangers. His eyes shone with a complex light, a mixture of anticipation for the future and fear of the unknown.

"Yes, uncertainty is like a double-edged sword. It can bring both hope and disaster." Ying Ni's voice evoked a hint of wisdom, as if she had seen through the essence of uncertainty. Her gaze was firm and penetrating, as if it could penetrate all fog and see the essence of things. "But no matter what, we can't give up trying just because we're afraid of the risks. After all, there's no gain without risk."

He Qingming fell silent, grasping the profound wisdom embedded in Ying Meng's words. As ancient gods, while they couldn't directly intervene in the fate of mortals, they could bring a glimmer of hope to Blue Planet by guiding uncertainties. He took a deep breath, as if preparing for the upcoming challenge. "So, how do we find that uncertainty?" His voice was resolute; he was ready to face anything.

Ying Xuan smiled softly, her eyes gleaming with wisdom. "The emergence of a variable requires specific conditions and timing, and the time is not yet ripe. Most importantly, that variable has not yet emerged. What I have seen in the long river of fate is only the tip of the iceberg. What I know is that at some point in the future, two meteors will streak across the sky, and a variable will be born." Her voice revealed an unwavering conviction. She believed that as long as she could find that destined variable, there would still be hope for Blue Planet.

He Qingming nodded in understanding, a new light of hope flickering in his eyes. He knew that, despite the unknowns and challenges ahead, as long as they persisted, the dawn of hope would eventually arrive. He stood shoulder to shoulder with Ying Li, his gaze fixed firmly on the distant sky, his heart filled with longing for the future and awe for the uncertainties of change.