Female lead: No, it's me again??

"It is ethereal and only exists in storybooks."

The world is cruel; countless individuals and sects kill each other for the chance to become gods. Plunder and slaughter are the rules that govern this world.

The Chaoyang Holy Palace, which protects humanity, stands at the pinnacle of humanity yet is isolated from the cruelty of the world, which is quite incongruous.

"It's not that it's mysterious, but that its existence is completely contrary to the world I've experienced."

It's like a herbivorous rabbit appearing in a group of carnivorous snakes that are killing each other, and this rabbit is even shouting that it wants to protect the snakes—that's absurd.

Young Master Qi sat down at the table and slowly poured tea.

"They are not contradictory."

Feng Siyue paused slightly, "What?"

The young man's voice was very soft.

"The reason why a pile of loose sand is a pile of loose sand is that, apart from its own factors, the plate is stable enough. If one day someone takes an axe and wants to chop the plate into pieces and make all the sand disappear, what would you do?"

"At this moment, regardless of their stance, these scattered grains of sand will quickly coalesce into the strongest fighting force to deal with the axe, so that the sand will not disappear and the plate will not be damaged."

Gongzi Qi pushed the teacup to the opposite side.

Feng Siyue seemed to understand. She walked over and sat down. "So, the Illusionary Universe Continent is the plate, and the Demon Clan is the axe?"

ax?

and many more!

The girl suddenly looked up, shocked, and said, "Senior brother, you mean the demons of the Illusionary Universe Continent weren't born there? But rather..."

"foreign!?"

These two words completely stunned Feng Siyue.

There were no demons on the Fantasy Universe Continent before!?

Feng Siyue's pupils contracted slightly.

Gongzi Qi nodded, without any intention of hiding anything, "Yes, it was precisely because of the appearance of the axe that the path to heaven was inexplicably damaged, and all living beings in the world no longer had the opportunity to become gods."

Looking back, Gongzi Qi had a vague guess in his heart.

"Back then, we didn't really have that strong sense of responsibility. Chaoyang Holy Palace was just an ordinary hidden sect. My ancestors also wanted to venture across the continent, collect treasures, and compete for fame and glory."

"Even the most powerful and influential people cannot escape the influence of the Chaoyang Holy Palace."

"It was just an invasion by foreign races, and we happened to have some ability and had absorbed some powerful figures, so we stood at the forefront of the human race."

"We are at the pinnacle."

"Besides us, there is no other force on the Huanyu Continent that can continuously contend with them. We must live up to the expectations of our kin who fought alongside us against the foreign enemies, and also to the expectations of our companions who have entrusted their offspring to us one after another."

Protecting humanity and all living beings yet to be born has been the responsibility and belief of Chaoyang Holy Palace for thousands of years.

Because most of the humans who have survived to this day are descendants of the survivors.

Those who did not survive became the marks etched on the Holy Palace's Heroes' Monument.

Entrusting one's children to another is a despairing phrase.

If there weren't no other survivors in the tribe, who would have thought of preserving the last spark of the tribe?

As Gongzi Qi explained, Feng Siyue seemed to see the footsteps of her predecessors on the battlefield between gods and demons, like moths drawn to a flame yet still steadfast...

Is the Chaoyang Holy Palace there for this purpose?

She suddenly remembered the woman in the fragments of her memory that day, her beautiful and holy face displaying a resolute willingness to die.

Are all those who enter Chaoyang Holy Palace destined to stand on the front lines and lead the charge in the future?

At that moment, Feng Siyue's heart suddenly ached.

She suddenly understood the hesitation of the Holy Lord of Chaoyang Holy Palace; behind him were too many descendants of his fallen comrades...

How could someone like him allow all of humanity to take risks because of them?

He can't be so selfish.

At the same time, "In other words, senior brother, if they come back in the future, your fate will either be to completely annihilate them, or... die on the battlefield?"

There is no third option.

The chances of humans and demons coexisting peacefully are extremely slim.

Gongzi Qi found it somewhat amusing. "How did your thoughts jump to my ending? Can't you hope for something better?"

The girl before him stared at him stubbornly, her eyes, unnoticed by herself, faintly reddening.

"Senior brother, tell me..."

That answer.

The sudden look of panic and sadness in the woman's eyes made the young man look away. He couldn't bear to look at her like that, and he said in a low voice, "Not just me, everyone in the Chaoyang Holy Palace will only end up with these two fates."

"If the Path to Heaven cannot be repaired before the Demon Clan breaks the seal, then the Illusionary Universe Continent will have no future."

There is no future....

No.

No.

Ah Li is still alive, she absolutely cannot let this happen!

Feng Siyue clenched her fist slightly.

Seeing her silence, the young man spoke up to comfort her.

"But don't worry, the current seal can hold for another hundred years. You can focus on your cultivation. Once you have achieved some success in your cultivation, you can join the process of repairing the Path to Heaven."

Feng Siyue forced a smile.

"understood."

A hundred years seems like a long time.

In reality, it's fleeting.

Gongzi Qi then changed the subject,

"Although you cannot repair the Path to Heaven now, you still need to learn some of the defenses of the Holy Palace."

The girl was taken aback. "What?"

The young man said, "Disciples of the Chaoyang Holy Palace are scattered throughout the entire continent; you could say they're in every city. These people often hide themselves in various places, focusing solely on the missions issued by the Holy Palace."

"The Autumn River Map is the way to contact these people."

"To avoid being captured, the garrison disciples who make contact will respond with a corresponding code. Ten thousand top-grade spirit stones will do."

Feng Siyue realized a problem, "What if the other party tries to search the soul?"

Gongzi Qi glanced at her, his gaze deepening slightly.

“All disciples outside the palace have a restriction in their sea of ​​consciousness. If anyone dares to search it, the Spirit Emperor and those below him will suffer a backlash, and the palace will detect it immediately.”

Feng Siyue felt a slight sense of relief.

"That's it."

Fortunately.

The young man took a couple of sips of tea to soothe his dry throat. “It’s getting late. I should go back and rest for a while. I might have to stay up all night.”

After listening, Feng Siyue stood up and said, "Senior brother, please get some rest."

"Ah."

Feng Siyue returned to her room.

Gongzi Qi lowered his head, looked at his reflection in the tea, and sighed.

Feng Siyue next door naturally didn't hear anything, because as soon as she entered the door, she took out the information on the Mu family puppets from Qiandao Pavilion and checked it one by one.

Puppetry originated from the puppet shows run by the Mu family, a family of magicians in Fusang City, Luozhou, Qinghe.

The ancestors of the Mu family gained insights from magic tricks and created a set of techniques that combined wood-attribute spiritual roots with puppets.

The puppetry is made by threading silk and controlling the strings. When spiritual power replaces the controlling silk and strings, the puppet comes to have a soul.

Since then, the Puppet Mu family has risen rapidly with its puppetry skills. Within a hundred years, under the leadership of the Mu family head, Mu Xinqian, it replaced the Bewitching Spirit Pavilion as the third largest power in Qinghe Luozhou.

They were incredibly popular for a time!

Such a powerful family should have lasted forever, but it was completely wiped out overnight after thirty-seven years.