Miler, who has a system for giving up

I clenched my fists tightly, my tone as firm as if forged from steel, as if I were making an eternal vow.

Because I deeply understand that the incompleteness of my memories is like a sharp sword, mercilessly piercing me and bringing me endless pain and distress.

Especially when everyone around me knows everything about those things, while I am as clueless as a lost lamb, the feeling is like being ruthlessly abandoned by the whole world, which is unbearable.

Yiling and Xiaokeai clearly sensed my determination. They nodded in unison, like two bright stars shining with firm light, indicating that they would support me wholeheartedly.

I took a deep breath, like a giant dragon about to take flight, and slowly sat on the Qiankun Spirit Chair, adjusting my posture to begin absorbing the vast spiritual energy, as boundless as the ocean.

I closed my eyes tightly, like an old monk in deep meditation, immersing my consciousness completely in the surrounding spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy flowed into my body like a babbling brook, nourishing my soul, which was as parched as a desert.

I absorbed this power with great thirst, like a hungry Pixiu, eager to unveil the mystery of my past and rebuild the brilliance that once shone like the sun.

Just as I was concentrating on absorbing spiritual energy, the little cutie seemed to suddenly remember something of utmost importance.

Her gaze, like two bright lightning bolts, lingered briefly on me. Seeing that I remained motionless like a statue, she confidently pulled up her chair and went to the side to whisper to me.

In a moment, as if she and the chair spirit were of one mind, the little cutie nodded contentedly, then gently released the chair spirit's hand and turned to leave like a gust of wind.

However, unexpectedly, not long after, the little cutie returned like an arrow, and this time she had someone else by her side—Han Heng.

The little cutie clung tightly to Han Heng's sleeve like an octopus, as if afraid he would suddenly run away like a startled rabbit.

Behind Han Heng, there was a group of people, including His Highness the Divine King and His Highness King Jingcheng.

Their arrival was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, making the whole scene noisy. The once tranquil Flower Goddess Temple was now like a pool of spring water being stirred by a gentle breeze, with ripples spreading across it.

It turns out that the little cutie went to call Han Heng, and Han Heng happened to be with my father and uncle, King Jingcheng.

Upon hearing that something had happened to me, they rushed over as impatiently as ants on a hot plate.

On the way here, the little cutie was interrogated several times, just like a criminal being questioned.

The little cutie had already told them everything that had happened here, which made them even more anxious.

His Highness the God King and His Highness Prince Jingcheng walked quickly to me like shooting stars. His Highness the God King gazed at me as I absorbed spiritual energy, his eyes filled with worry like a flood bursting its banks. He murmured softly, "Child, don't push yourself too hard."

His Highness Prince Jingcheng chimed in, "Yes, we should proceed slowly and steadily, and not be too hasty."

Han Heng stood quietly to the side like a silent sculpture, his gaze like two blazing flames, always fixed on me, his eyes containing indescribable complex emotions, like an unfathomable ocean.

The little cutie, like a cheerful little bird, hopped and skipped to the chair spirit's side, and said with a big smile, "I've called everyone to come and keep the master company!"

Just then, I suddenly felt the rhythm of absorbing spiritual energy become chaotic and disordered, as if a black hand from hell was stirring and interfering with me.

I tried desperately to calm myself, but the force grew stronger and stronger like a surging wave, unstoppable.

His Highness the God King, like a vigilant cheetah, instantly sensed my unusual behavior. His brows furrowed tightly, and he roared as if facing a formidable enemy: "Not good! An evil spirit is at work!"

Upon hearing the news, everyone sprang into action, instantly becoming alert like startled birds, adopting defensive postures as if facing an abyss, ready to confront the unknown danger.

In that breathtaking moment, something astonishing happened—the chair spirit, as if imbued with life, suddenly soared into the air and flew straight up into the sky!

Her body began to emit a faint blue light, like soft moonlight, warm and mysterious, as if containing endless mysteries.

The blue light spread out like ripples, enveloping my entire body.

I stared in astonishment at this unbelievable scene, my heart filled with doubt and curiosity.

However, what amazed me even more was that, with the gentle caress of the blue light, my previously somewhat disordered breathing rhythm began to slowly stabilize, as if by magic.

The original unbridled spirit has now become like a tamed sheep, docile and orderly.

I can truly feel that every breath is like drinking fine nectar, and every inhalation brings a refreshing and nourishing spiritual energy, like spring rain.

Just as I was marveling at the chair spirit's amazing abilities, suddenly, a dark shadow darted out from the shadows like a ghost and pounced straight at me.

Han Heng reacted extremely quickly, rushing over like an arrow released from a bow, instantly blocking in front of me, drawing his sword and fiercely clashing with the dark figure.

The shadowy figure moved strangely and attacked ruthlessly, leaving Han Heng somewhat unable to defend himself.

His Highness the God King and His Highness King Jingcheng quickly joined the battle, and the three of them surrounded the dark figure.

The little cutie was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, muttering to herself as if she were chanting a mysterious spell or performing some kind of magic.

The chair spirit was like an impregnable fortress, radiating a faint blue light, steadfastly protecting me and ensuring that I could absorb spiritual energy without distraction.

Just as the battle reached its climax and the outcome was uncertain, I felt the spiritual energy within my body stabilizing like a calm lake, while my power continued to gather like surging waves.

I suddenly opened my eyes, which shone like two bright stars. A dazzling light shot out from my eyes, which actually made the dark figure retreat repeatedly.

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that the dark figure was actually a ferocious monster controlled by evil magic.

I suddenly stood up, and together with everyone else, we were like an invincible sword, defeating the monster in one fell swoop.

With the evil spirits eradicated and the spiritual energy absorption successfully completed, I vaguely felt that those lost memories were like dormant seeds, slowly awakening in my mind.

Deep within my mind, some hazy memories flicker like mist. I seem to remember that the God of the Azure Abyss once affectionately called me "Le'er" instead of "Ke'er".

This astonishing discovery struck me like a bolt of lightning across the night sky, leaving me completely bewildered, because in my existing understanding, the name "Le'er" had always been with me.

However, as I tried to find more clues about the name "Ke'er", a sudden, overwhelming pain struck me, as if a million venomous insects were churning wildly in my heart.

The pain was like a thousand arrows piercing my heart, almost unbearable. I involuntarily clutched my chest, gasping for breath, as if the whole world had collapsed at that moment.

Just when I was being tormented by pain to the point of wishing I were dead, a figure appeared in front of me like a ghost.

Upon closer inspection, I realized it was actually the God Venerable Cangyuan!

He stood there quietly, like a towering mountain, his gaze piercing, as if trying to see another world through me.

His appearance was like a whirlwind, leaving me somewhat bewildered. I stood there like a statue, staring at him.

His eyes revealed a complex mix of emotions: surprise, doubt, and a hint of plaintive sorrow, as if he were hiding an unspeakable secret in his heart.

"You will eventually remember her, but she will also soon return."

The voice of the God of the Azure Abyss seemed to transcend endless time and space, and also seemed to be whispering in my ear.

The sound was like a gentle breeze, yet as clear as a morning bell or evening drum, making it impossible for me to ignore.

I couldn't help but wonder, who exactly is this "she"?

Why do I want to remember her?

Could it be that I have really forgotten something crucial?

"Coming back soon..."

This sentence echoed repeatedly in my mind, making me even more certain that this "she" must have an extraordinary meaning for me.

Could she be someone in my life?

Suddenly, a name flashed through my mind like lightning—Ke'er!

Could this "she" be Ke'er?

At this thought, my heart began to race like a wild horse, and an indescribable anticipation surged into my heart like a tide.

However, my headache felt like it was being gnawed by a million poisonous insects, growing more and more intense, as if it were about to explode. My vision also became blurry, like looking at flowers through a fog.

Just as I was about to faint, Han Heng rushed over like lightning and hugged me tightly, as if I were the most precious treasure in his life, afraid that I would suddenly disappear.

At the same time, the Cangyuan God, who had originally reached out to support me, suddenly stopped in mid-air as if he had been frozen in place, and then slowly withdrew his hand.

His movements seemed hesitant, as if he was agonizing over something, like a lost person wandering at a crossroads, but ultimately he chose to back down.

His Highness the God King and King Jingcheng were filled with vigilance towards the God Venerable Cangyuan, as if he were a ferocious beast that could be torn to pieces at the slightest carelessness.

Although they already knew of the existence of the God of the Azure Abyss, seeing me in such agony, a doubt arose in their hearts—could it be that the God of the Azure Abyss caused all of this?

This suspicion lingered in their minds like a ghost, making their hostility towards the God of the Azure Abyss grow ever stronger, like a burning flame that intensifies.

Seeing the wary looks on everyone's faces, Cangyuan God didn't say much. He just gave me a deep look before turning around and disappearing into the endless darkness like a ghost.

His Highness the God King gazed in the direction he had left, his brows furrowed as if they could trap a fly, and murmured, "What was the purpose of this God's visit? Why did he come and then leave so abruptly without doing anything?"

Prince Jingcheng echoed, "Let's leave him alone for now. The most urgent thing is to check on Le'er's condition."

Han Heng held me tightly, his eyes like a deep, still lake, filled with endless worry. He whispered to me, "Le Bao, you must hold on."

Upon hearing the sound, the little cutie and the chair spirit rushed over like a gust of wind and surrounded their owner tightly.

The little girl's face was filled with anxiety and worry, and tears kept welling up in her big, round eyes, like crystal-clear pearls, as if they would roll down like beads from a broken string if she exerted just a little more force.

The little cutie stammered between sobs, "Master, please...please don't scare me! I...I'm so scared something might happen to you! I should have...I should have never told you this, it's all my fault...it's all my fault for being so careless, waaaaah..."

Just then, I suddenly felt a warm, gentle force, like a spring breeze, flowing into my body, and the headache gradually receded like the tide.

I slowly opened my eyes and found that it was the chair spirit releasing its spiritual power, like a bright lamp, dispelling the darkness and healing my wounds and pain.

With the help of the chair spirit, my consciousness gradually became clearer, but the words of "Le'er" and the God of Cangyuan still lingered in my mind like a curse.

I secretly resolved to unveil the mystery surrounding "Ke'er," to understand my lost memories, and to uncover the deeper meaning behind the words of the God of the Azure Abyss: "She is about to return."

However, at this moment, I was like a frightened bird, afraid to use my brain to think any further, because I had a strong feeling that my head was a bomb that had been detonated, and if I continued to try to recall, it would explode!

Even so, there is at least one thing I am certain of: it is very likely that Ke'er and I were once very close friends.

What's puzzling is that Venerable Mu Shi had absolutely no recollection of me.

Logically speaking, since I know Ke'er and Cangyuan God Venerable, I should also know Mu Shi God Venerable, or Mu Shi God Venerable should know something about me.

But when we met last time, he acted like a stranger, showing absolutely no sign that he knew me.

Therefore, there is only one possibility—I met them before they became the creators, in that era that has been sealed away by time.

However, of all the possibilities, the least likely scenario is that someone has extracted or sealed away both my memories and those of Mu Shi Shen Zun.