Full-time Creation Master

Xue Wu noticed something amiss, and Chu Ming frankly revealed his plan.

"Did you do this?"

Snow Dance Fairy's voice was as cold as shattered ice. Her gaze swept over the five future people below and instantly caught the sense of incongruity about them.

With her cultivation as a true immortal capable of discerning the secrets of heaven, she saw through the essence at a glance—these people were actually bodies with souls but no spirits, paired with souls that had spirits but no souls, forcibly fused together into one by a powerful and ingenious external force.

It lacks the "freshness" one should have after being freed from past lives through the cycle of reincarnation.

It also lacks the "clean" aura of newborn life that comes from mothers giving birth; its entire body exudes an indescribable awkwardness.

Snow Dance Fairy frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized: "It's like... possession!"

A term from the cultivation world flashed through her mind: possession!

Within the Three Realms, after a cultivator who has not yet attained the status of a Celestial Immortal dies, those with powerful connections only need a reincarnation decree bestowed by a Celestial Immortal to preserve their memories, easily reincarnate, and gain another chance in this life.

But cultivators without a background can only rely on luck and gamble with their lives.

The gender after reincarnation, the family of birth, and the innate aptitude for cultivation are all unknown;

The entanglements of cause and effect from past lives, and the entanglements of karma, can become obstacles on the path to reincarnation.

Such reincarnations, entirely dependent on fate, result in very few successful individuals.

The probability is even lower than becoming a Pure Yang True Immortal.

It is precisely because of this that some low-level cultivators who were unwilling to gamble with their luck—in front of a Pure Yang True Immortal, all those who had not yet become Heavenly Immortals were considered low-level—exploited the loophole and devised the crooked path of possession.

Even though this method has long been strictly prohibited by the three emperors of the human race and the ancestral court of Taoism!

But even with fifty in the Great Way and forty-nine in the Heavenly Cycle, there is always a glimmer of hope to be found.

The escaped "one" thus secured a unique opportunity for cultivators at the lower levels to possess another body.

However, this possession is not an easy task: the possessor must first eliminate the remaining obsessions of the possessed body, then have both the Heavenly Dao and the Human Dao erase their "dark history," and finally endure the trials of lightning and wind tribulations to achieve a complete fusion of spirit and flesh before truly taking over the body.

As her thoughts raced, Fairy Xuewu had already figured out the cause and effect, but she also knew that this was not the time to delve into Chu Ming's intentions.

"Just watch the show quietly!" Chu Ming's voice came at the right time, with a hint of nonchalance, but with an undeniable sense of control.

He looked up at Xue Wu and said slowly, "Create a group of people from the future, just like those situations where 'ancient worlds have celestial explanations'."

With these people from the future as witnesses, my reforms will be much easier and more realistic in the future!

"Understood." Fairy Xuewu nodded gently, her cool eyes devoid of any extra emotion.

Some of the schemes and tricks were just like those used by his former fellow disciples against their own people and kingdoms.

She doesn't like it, but she wouldn't object to it!

Without turning around, she could clearly sense the movements around her—a group of old-timers with white hair and beards, each using their unique skills to investigate the people from the future.

Some activated their spiritual eyes, their eyes turning blood red as if on fire;

Some made hand seals and chanted incantations, their bodies shimmering with spiritual light;

Some took out divination tools and solemnly began to deduce the methods.

After the investigation, their faces were all filled with shock and disbelief, and deep in their eyes was an undisguised unease, as well as a hint of expectation for the future.

Among this group of forbidden spells, there are many who are more resourceful and cunning.

Snow Dance Fairy glanced at them indifferently, her red lips parted slightly, and she uttered only six words: "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."

The concise and clear answer, with an unyielding resolve, directly shut down the words of those who spoke of forbidden spells.

The smiles on everyone's faces froze instantly. They opened their mouths, wanting to plead a few more times, but were deterred by the cold aura emanating from Fairy Xuewu.

In the end, they could only awkwardly bow and retreat reluctantly, filled with disappointment and confusion.

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Questions about the future: The participants' anxieties and plans

The previously stagnant air in the council hall was violently shattered by the five people's response that they were "from the future," immediately creating a huge uproar.

Many people unconsciously gripped the metal armrests of their seats, and the faint scraping sound echoed throughout the vast hall.

Everyone's face betrayed a strange expression—shock, confusion, anxiety, and a hint of curiosity that they themselves were unaware of.

Have these future visitors truly traversed the long river of time?

If it's true, will I, my family, and my clan be safe and sound in the future?

Sixty thousand years is enough time to change far too much!

Will the beliefs we hold dear today still be relevant in the future?

If this is true, will there be a smoother shortcut on the path of cultivation in the future?

Will there be solutions in the future for those demonic calamities that are currently unsolvable?

Will our current choices lead to irreversible consequences in the future?

Where are the undiscovered treasure troves of resources hidden?

Which impending disaster can we prevent in advance?

........

These future guests not only alarmed the powerful forbidden spell masters and aristocratic leaders in the hall, but also completely threw the thousands of attendees into disarray.

Countless questions, like wildly growing vines, entangled and spread in my heart, making my chest feel suffocated and my breathing heavy.

Most of them are core forces in various fields of the Great Xia Dynasty, and they are used to strategizing and making calm decisions.

But when faced with the existence of the "future," which is so disruptive to our understanding, even the most composed mind cannot withstand such an impact.

The atmosphere in the military area was particularly somber.

Li Wei was wearing a dark camouflage training uniform. He was already quite burly, but now his back was slightly hunched.

He gripped the tactical belt around his waist tightly with his right hand, his knuckles turning bluish-white from the excessive force.

As a frontline commander who has been stationed in the northern border for many years, he has seen countless demons and comrades sacrifice their lives. He thought he had become as hard as a rock, but the word "future" still stirred up a storm in his heart.

He turned to look at the general beside him, who was also dressed in training uniform, and said in a very low voice with a barely perceptible tremor: "You mean... these people really came from the future?"

The moment he asked the question, he himself felt it was absurd—how could such a plot, which only exists in science fiction movies, possibly happen in real life?

The deputy general's face was also grim. He shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the solemn-looking forbidden spell experts in the hall. His tone was heavy: "It's hard to say, but judging from the reactions of Fairy Xuewu and the other big shots on the high platform, they don't seem to be faking it."

Li Wei's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and his gaze involuntarily fell on the five people in the hall, his heart feeling as if it were being clenched by an invisible hand.

Countless images flashed through my mind in an instant: the continuous fighting on the northern border, the figures of comrades fighting bloody battles, and the displaced people...

These images, intertwined with the "future," made him restless and anxious.

He kept asking himself:

If that's true, will the Great Xia Dynasty still exist 60,000 years from now?

Is it still the land and country I'm risking my life to protect?

Will the sacrifices of those comrades be meaningful in the future?

I've guarded the northern border my whole life. Will it fall completely in the future?

Or, to put it more closely, will the three thousand miles of northern frontier that Laozi and his brothers have just opened up be able to hold onto in the near future?

Countless questions swirled around him, leaving him somewhat disoriented, and even his fingertips began to feel slightly numb.

The atmosphere in the civil service area was much more complex.

Several officials in suits huddled together, leaning slightly forward, and talking in hushed tones.

Wang Bao, dressed in a light gray casual suit, unconsciously crumpled the documents in his hand, his young face filled with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

Having graduated from the cultural studies program at Shanghai University, he had only been working for a few years and was eager to dedicate himself to government affairs.

Furthermore, taking advantage of the momentum following the entry of 8 million college graduates into officialdom last year, a large number of "clever but foolish" but "truly capable" junior students swept away the evils of 90% of the high-ranking officials in county-level cities, and became the rising stars of the civil service faction.

When I think about the "future," the first thing that comes to mind is my...career path.

Sixty thousand years...

That is the distant past.

If what they say is true, what will I look like in history?

He made his mark on history through hard work and became a meritorious figure who protected the Great Xia.

Or did it stem from inexperience and poor decision-making, leading to a legacy of infamy?

The more he thought about it, the more conflicted he became, his fingers unconsciously circling names on the document.

Beside him stood an elderly censor with graying hair, dressed in a dark Zhongshan suit, gently stroking his beard. His face showed little emotion, but a hint of worry lingered in his eyes.

He sighed softly, interrupting Wang Bao's thoughts: "Reputation is a small matter, but the affairs of the country are of great importance."

It's good that young people have ambition, but right now we should be more concerned with whether, if there are any clues to be found in the future, we can glean some direction from their words to help His Majesty implement the new policies more smoothly.

The old censor's words were like a bucket of cold water, waking Wang Bao from his stubbornness.

He snapped out of his daze, a blush rising to his face. He quickly suppressed his thoughts and nodded earnestly, "You're right, I was narrow-minded."

His Majesty's new policies, though initially intended for the good of Great Xia, have been met with obstacles at every turn because they infringe upon the interests of the old powers.

Even with the help of an incorruptible iron-willed warrior and a pure-hearted college student, they only gained a superficial advantage.

To put it bluntly, "When the person dies, the regime ends!"

If we can learn from future development experiences and know which policies need to be adjusted and which directions are correct, the path of reform will definitely be much smoother!

Another Mediterranean official, wearing a navy blue suit and in charge of local talent selection, quickly chimed in, his tone full of anticipation: "More than just new policies!"

Where are the future geniuses?

Who are the loyal ministers who deserve to be given important positions?

Which types of rebellion should be eliminated as soon as possible?

This information is an incredible opportunity for the Great Xia!

With these, we can avoid many detours, and Daxia can develop faster and more steadily!

......

Not everyone is optimistic.

Chen Yan, the representative of the research area, had icy fingertips as he clutched the experimental data USB drive hanging on his chest, his heart pounding violently in his chest.

As a key member of the research team studying the fusion of magic and technology, his first reaction was ecstasy—if what the people from the future said was true, he might be able to get the key to technological breakthroughs from them, and perhaps break through the bottleneck he had been working on for many years.

But the next second, fear seized him again: with the technology of the future, would they still need someone as "outdated" as him?

What should he do?

Moreover, what if the future technological direction is wrong?

Or, did people from the future deliberately provide incorrect information to mislead the direction of scientific research in Great Xia?

What troubled him even more was that if he chose to believe, and something went wrong, not only would his years of hard work be wasted, but he might also implicate the entire research team.

But if they choose to doubt, they fear missing a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to change the technological landscape of the Great Xia Dynasty.

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