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

"Who are you? Why have you summoned me to this mysterious, otherworldly realm?" Ying Ni tensed, her heart filled with doubt and alarm. Suddenly, a mysterious force pulled her into this unknown world. Facing an unidentified individual, she couldn't tell if they were friend or foe, or if they harbored ill intentions.

"Who am I? I am you!" The mysterious figure slowly revealed its outline. Its face was exactly the same as Ying Yun's, as if they were twins. It was unbelievable.

Ying Yun was shocked and quickly summoned the Nine Nether Cold Jade Soul-Calming Flute, holding it tightly in her hand, ready to deal with any possible threat.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time." The figure did not seem to care about Ying Ni's vigilance, and kept talking about the long time he had waited for Ying Ni, as if all this was a fate that had been predetermined.

"Your arrival means that my mission is about to be completed." As soon as the words fell, the figure turned into a jade slip and quickly floated towards Ying Ni. Without waiting for her reaction, it stuck to her forehead and passed the information to her.

Instantly, a flood of information flooded into Ying Li's mind, causing her sea of ​​consciousness to tremble violently, as if it were about to be drowned by this vast torrent of information. As expected, she felt dizzy, her vision went black, and she passed out. However, aided by some mysterious power, her sea of ​​consciousness continued to expand, gradually transforming into a vast lake, as if containing endless mysteries and potential.

After months of coma, Ying Ni's consciousness in the alien dimension finally stabilized. During this time, she successfully absorbed and processed a vast amount of complex information, which flooded her mind like a tide, gradually awakening her from her slumber. As she awakened, the once solid alien dimension began to gradually crumble, as if losing its support. Ying Ni found herself back in her own boudoir, as if nothing had happened.

She glanced at the clock on the wall and realized that only a few hours had actually passed. This discovery surprised her immensely, as it felt like months had passed. Ying Li realized that the passage of time in the alien dimension differed from that in the outside world, and this difference in speed was clearly determined by the strength of the space explorer. She began to wonder what kind of power could manipulate the passage of time, allowing her to remain unconscious for such a long time.

At this moment, Ying Ni felt a little exhausted, as she had received a flood of information about her past. This information was like a puzzle that she needed to solve one by one. She began to recall everything she had experienced in the alien space, and those vague images and sounds gradually became clearer.

Ying Ni witnessed her beginnings firsthand, the one who never waded into any conflict. Though she resided within the vast expanse of Kyushu, she seemed detached from its chaos, like an ancient deity, isolated from the world. The inhabitants of Kyushu knew that if the land of Kyushu were a magnificent ancient painting, then within its deepest depths lay an ancient and mysterious being—Shang. She was the weaver of fate, holding those invisible threads in her hands. With a single tug, she determined the fate of all beings in Kyushu.

Ying Ni saw Shang's figure looming, as if sharing the breath and fate of the universe. She was like a wisp of smoke in the universe, ethereal and unpredictable, yet omnipresent and inextricably linked to the entire world. Her eyes were as deep as the night sky, gleaming with a light intertwined with wisdom and indifference, as if she could penetrate the secrets of all things and gaze upon the rise and fall of all things. Around her, time seemed to stand still, space became distorted, and all laws seemed to be bound to her will. Her existence seemed to transcend the constraints of time and space, becoming an eternal mystery, awe-inspiring and irresistible. Every movement and every look of hers was filled with endless power and mystery, as if she was the master of this world, controlling the fate of all things.

Ying Ni keenly sensed Shang's deep aversion to the bustling world, and her deep desire to avoid the constraints of worldly constraints. Alone and at ease, she wandered through the boundless universe, witnessing the birth and death of all things, experiencing the fragility and tenacity of life. Deep within her heart, she harbored a mixture of awe and compassion for life, yet also a sense of powerlessness and indifference towards fate. She knew clearly that no matter how hard she tried, she could not change the trajectory of a certain destiny.

As a spectator in this vast universe, Ying Ni, too, experienced a transcendent sense of freedom, yet also a profound sense of the impermanence of life and the unpredictable nature of the world. Together, Ying Ni and Shang witnessed the birth of stars, the trajectory of planets, the emergence of life, and the demise of all things. All of this silently spoke of the profound mysteries of the universe and the fragility of life. Their hearts were filled with awe at these wonders, yet they also deeply understood the brevity of life and the impermanence of the world.

Yet, within this vast universe, Ying Ni also deeply felt the profound loneliness and indifference embodied by Shang. Shang witnessed the tenacity and resilience of life, but also the cruelty and relentlessness of fate. She knew that no matter how hard she tried, she could not change the trajectory of a certain destiny. This feeling of powerlessness left her feeling helpless, but it also made her cherish everything she had and the precious moments she could grasp.

In this vast universe, Ying Ni's soul has undergone repeated purifications, becoming deeper and more expansive. She has come to understand the fragility of life, but also to appreciate its tenacity; she has discerned the cruelty of fate, but also to feel its fairness and justice.

Ying Ni realized that it was her past self, and now she was just reliving it, re-experiencing and reflecting on it as a bystander. She longed to understand why her once powerful self ended up trapped in the cycle of reincarnation.

Ying Xuan continued to gaze upon that memory. As time passed, Shang's control over fate grew ever stronger. It was this profound insight and mastery of fate that made Shang a being both feared and desired by all of Kyushu. Though she refrained from display, her very presence was a force, a powerful force capable of guiding Kyushu towards an unknown future. Under her gaze, the ambitions of saints and the strivings of humanity seemed insignificant and powerless.

Ying Ni watched Shang stand quietly on the high platform, his gaze piercing through the mist, gazing at the distant and unknown future. In her mind, perhaps a new destiny had already been painted, waiting for the people of Kyushu to embody and experience. And she, as the ancient god who controls fate, will continue to silently protect every life on this land. The moment Ying Ni met Shang's gaze, she knew that no matter what choice Shang made, she would not regret it. Because Shang was a god, she shouldered a responsibility and held a faith.