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Chapter 1029 Where is the Vast Land?

Chapter 1029 Where is the Vast Land?

Those on the other shore look back on the past and possess the future; their innate spiritual light completely transcends the river of time and is no longer tainted by it.

For beings on the other shore, they can freely rewind and change the past, and possess the future. All the things that happen in the world can be manipulated with their fingertips, turning a deer into a horse. Apart from the struggle for the Great Dao, everything else is nothing but a dream.

Even now, despite Meng Qi's self-proclaimed title of Emperor Yuan, he does not believe that the other side in the "book" is entirely equivalent to himself, and that the next Heavenly Venerable who resides in the Jade Void Palace in the future is himself.

This idea is not pretentious.

The past has vanished like smoke, and the future me will not be the same as me.

In this life, I only seek the present moment and respect the present. If I were to attain enlightenment one day, I would certainly not regard 'Xiao Meng,' who is not my own imprint, not my own projection, and whose memories are different, as myself.

Not to mention Gu Xiaosang.

Flowers drift and water flows, and the sounds of sheng, guan, di, and xiao can be heard from the boats on both banks. Gu Xiaosang sits at the bow of the boat, leaning on Meng Qi's shoulder, with a faint smile on her lips, showing a rare composure.

"Ms. sir."

"I originally thought that one day we would also compromise like the Eternal Mother, and regard everything as a dream."

All perseverance, all pride, all painful forbearance will eventually be crushed by the Golden Emperor, like withered petals falling into the mud, trampled by Him. The meaning of this existence is written by the One on the Other Shore.

What is even more unacceptable is self-corruption.

Does it make a difference if the being who manipulates one's own life changes from the Golden Emperor to 'Ancient Gu Xiaosang'?

At least for Gu Xiaosang, slightly altering the predetermined drama would be meaningless; it would be nothing more than adding unnecessary details, like a puppet on a long-forgotten stage, moving with the will of heaven.

"There were many unreasonable aspects from the very beginning."

Meng Qi pondered, "Assuming that Emperor Su Meng has already created the world and the Doomsday Ship carried all living beings through the final calamity to a new era, then the real world we are in now is nothing more than a history that has long been destroyed, and the time point does not exist in the present."

Ordinary beings on the other side can only go back to the beginning of the previous era, while the ancient and even more ancient eras are difficult to enter.

Not to mention that the end of this era is different from the end of the previous few eras; the void between the two eras is even more terrifying.

Even though the Yuan Emperor, who had already become the oldest being, possessed the unique ability to create the world and knew everything about the past, and was omnipotent, there was no need for him to specifically designate the existence of 'Meng Qi' at the moment he obtained the chat group, within the already truly chaotic Realm of Destruction.

The reason for this arrangement baffled Meng Qi. Adding to his confusion was Gu Xiaosang, who, while infiltrating the Su Nu Dao sect, suddenly seemed to awaken future memories and experience dreamlike states.

"Thanks to your reminder, I should pay close attention to the situation of the Demon Buddha when severing the past and the future at Mount Ling," Meng Qi said with emotion.

Now, I possess the causes of all effects, have forged the Heavenly Way of Cause and Effect, and inherit the Qi of the Three Pure Ones of the Heavens. In terms of vision and the uniqueness of cause and effect, I can be called the best in the world.

Previously, when placing the reincarnators, Iwamori was asked to enter the real world to provide cover, which is why it was possible to determine that those powerful beings from the other side who had not yet recovered were not imprints, and that their timeline was still in the present real world.

"Therefore, the Demon Buddha is definitely not a mark, otherwise the one who controls His past projections should also be the future Yuan Emperor."

Meng Qi asked curiously, "How did you figure it out?"

His realm is higher than Gu Xiaosang's now, his strength is also stronger than hers, and he has the experience of studying abroad in Da Nuo. Even if he is not the kind of intelligent person who is close to being a demon, he should be a smart Xiao Meng whose IQ has been increased by 250 points.

If I were still a monk at Shaolin Temple, I might have been able to rewrite the story of Clever Ikkyu into Clever Zhending.

Even under these conditions, it was Gu Xiaosang who first noticed something was wrong.

"It's just a guess without any reason."

Gu Xiaosang bent down gently, her fair hand reaching into the lake as if to scoop up the moon reflected in the water: "I'm betting, betting that we are the real deal."

Are we the real deal?!

Having seen all sorts of elusive people from the future, Meng Qi was startled upon hearing this, and his mind was filled with turbulent waves.

He felt it was utterly absurd and extremely chaotic.

Because when Yuanhuang Su Meng borrowed the radiance of the Eternal Queen's possibility and the power of future possibilities in the Marvel Universe, he had already manifested great supernatural powers, but he had no specific recollection of it.

but

That just doesn't make sense.

Even Meng Qi now has a clear self-awareness. How could he, who became Empress Yuan, not think of these things? But if it is said that they are still the original beings, and that the Demon Buddha and the Golden Emperor are still alive, then it would be even more chaotic.

I am the Yuan Emperor, so where did the New Era go? How did the Golden Emperor and Ananda come back to life? If I really travel back in time and do that reincarnation thing, what will happen to my daughter in the future if no one is looking after her?!

Gradually, Meng Qi felt his brain wasn't working properly, and he even missed the days before he came back, when he could just exchange a glance with the Supreme Beings in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and then immediately take action.

Seeing his blank expression, Gu Xiaosang said with a smile, "The intricacies and reasons behind this are certainly beyond our current understanding. Why trouble yourself, my lord?"

“My wife is right,” Meng Qi nodded.

"Right now, you and I are truly out of control. The Demon Buddha, living in this world, will inevitably accelerate his resurgence and use various means to achieve his original goal. The two of us are like the ancient overlord and the Mysterious Maiden, involving all parties. The future is completely chaotic with the secrets of heaven, and the variables have increased even more."

As Gu Xiaosang spoke, she raised her right hand, and the lake water flowed through her fingers. The water mirror slowly healed from its shattered state, and the bright moon remained unchanged.

"Perhaps this is what 'we' want?"

At this point, Gu Xiaosang also became somewhat confused, and her eyes, which were like deep pools and seemed clear, lowered slightly.

She told Meng Qi that she hoped to make up for the regrets and the years they could not be together, and that she wanted to marry him in the eyes of the world, just like Xuan Nu and Ba Wang. Meng Qi agreed without much thought.

But isn't this also a kind of pre-planned, contradictory self-resistance?

If the assumption that the two are indeed the original individuals, and not a separate, isolated past, is true, then their current actions are probably within expectations, or rather, this is the result she and Meng Qi wanted.

what is the benefit?

What benefits can be gained?

If the goal is to compete for the Dao Fruit in the next era, it seems the disadvantages outweigh the advantages. Moreover, restoring the timeline of the real world to the present involves far deeper implications than imagined, which could not possibly be concealed from the other ancient beings, and the destroyed era should not be able to be reset.

Even though Gu Xiaosang told Meng Qi not to worry about things, he couldn't help but think about it himself.

"I can roughly guess what's going on," Meng Qi laughed.

Gu Xiaosang looked at him in surprise.

Meng Qi's gaze shifted from Gu Xiaosang's jade-like ankles to her ethereal profile, and he smiled:

"I don't know about other things, but there's one purpose I'm sure of."

Gu Xiaosang's beautiful eyes flickered: "What is it?"

"Since the Golden Emperor is still alive, and did not die at the hands of Master Yuanshi after failing to seize the Dao Fruit, doesn't that mean..."

Meng Qi looked directly into those large, clear black and white eyes and said, "Now I have the chance to avenge you, my wife?"

The hustle and bustle of the streets of Guangling City and the boats on the lake seem to flow quietly with the passing years.

The sounds around us were cut off, and the ship fell silent.

Gu Xiaosang was stunned for a moment before beaming with joy, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons as she relaxed her delicately furrowed brows: "My husband, you've been so good to me. Besides helping you find your lost sword, I really can't think of any other way to repay you."

"Cough cough!"

Meng Qi coughed violently.

That bastard Su Lin actually gave Gu Xiaosang the recording of our drunken karaoke session at the Big Electronic Music Temple. It's like karma coming back to haunt him before I came back.

"Who in the world doesn't know that Yu Xu is the most protective of his own, and that I, Su Meng, dote on my wife the most? If there has to be a reason, this must be the most important thing."

Meng Qi, shameless as ever, spoke with absolute certainty.

Subsequently, the causes and effects of all things changed, and the entire ship traveled thousands of miles, appearing on the Ye River from outside Guangling City.

Yuqiao Street is decorated with lanterns and colorful lights on both sides. The lights are reflected in the slowly flowing Ye River. The fragments of lights that have sunk to the bottom of the river are like stars hanging in the sky, telling the story of the bustling world.

He draped a white fur cloak over Gu Xiaosang's head, grabbed her wrist, and led her to the jade bridge.

"My lady, I'm rich now. I'll pay in full for the hairpin I didn't buy last time."

Meng Qi picked up an exquisite silver hairpin from the stall, gathered up Gu Xiaosang's hair, and put it in her hair.

Beneath the bridge, the Ye River reflects the stars, turning the glazed lanterns into shimmering gold foil. The girl's reflection sways like a delicate lotus flower.

For a moment, Meng Qi was somewhat lost in thought.

"My lord, do I look good wearing this hairpin?"

"nice."

She doesn't resemble a witch at all.

The night was long, so I stayed in the garden.

Wang Family Villa, a renowned garden in the world, is built according to the terrain and water features, showcasing the charm of Jiangdong.

The chessboard is set up in a total of 365 places, which corresponds to the number of the heavens. In this formation, Wang Siyuan, whose features are more beautiful than a woman's and who looks sickly, stares at the chessboard. He is about to put down a black piece when he suddenly stops.

He seemed to be completely frozen in place until a while later, when he was interrupted by a violent cough. A small amount of blood spurted from his mouth and fell onto the snow, resembling bright red plum blossoms.

The robbery spiraled out of control.

Ko fights play a crucial role in Go battles, and they take many forms, including tight ko, slow ko, two-hand ko, chain ko, and perpetual ko.

In this game, Black was surrounded by White. Black should have sought a chance to survive in the still open space, but instead lost its way in the ko fight.

It should have been a dead end, so why did White manage to...

pat.

A hand emerges from the darkness, seemingly placing a piece on the chessboard casually.

Wang Siyuan looked up in surprise, and upon seeing the person's face, he coughed even more violently, taking a long time to catch his breath: "What are you doing here?"

"I just happened to be passing by and wanted to deliver your wedding invitation," Meng Qi said in a very familiar tone.

“You are all separated by vast distances, and it will take me some time to visit you while I travel with my wife. However, I should come to see you first, since I am not sure whether the third day of the twelfth lunar month is an auspicious day.”

"Ahem—!"

Wang Siyuan did not reply; instead, he coughed violently, staining the white handkerchief in his hand red.

How could you do such a thing?!

His gaze toward Meng Qi held not only surprise, but also unfamiliarity and suspicion.

"With the Overlord Blade in my hand and the Jade Void inheritance, and with my cultivation having reached the Dharma Body stage, how could I not accomplish this?" Meng Qi smiled.

That feels so good.

Encountering such a charlatan who seems to have everything under his control is just like encountering some fortune tellers—he deserves a beating. Even if he doesn't beat them up, seeing Wang Siyuan's current unexpected turn of events is very pleasing to Meng Qi, giving him immense satisfaction.

"Remember to attend the banquet." Meng Qi smiled. "I was hoping you could do my fortune-telling, but it seems that's not possible now."

Wang Siyuan wiped his mouth: "No need to calculate, your face is covered by calamity clouds, you're definitely going to suffer a calamity, cough cough!"

Meng Qi's smile and his fist froze for a moment.

“A dead end is not necessarily a dead end; a path to survival can turn into misfortune. I can’t see through it, and I don’t know if you are still Su Meng.” Wang Siyuan’s expression remained unchanged, but he stopped sitting and slowly stood up.

"What do you think is the solution to this calamity?" Meng Qi didn't answer the question, but instead returned to the previous topic.

Wang Siyuan looked at the chessboard, picked up a chess piece, placed it in the spot where Meng Qi had casually placed it, and then looked at him.

Meng Qi played chess in silence, and the two exchanged several moves.

"It seems you should still be Su Meng."

"why?"

"I've pointed this out to you several times and you still don't understand. You're as stupid as ever. No angler would be this pedantic."

Wang Siyuan shook his head.

With a loud boom, purple lightning erupted.

A moment later, Meng Qi, having regained his composure, waved his sleeve and left. Wang Siyuan, his face bruised and swollen, lay in the snow, cursing and picking up the invitation and the thing called the Universal Knowledge Talisman. His cough seemed to have gotten worse.

He stood up, using the table for support, and looked at the chessboard. Because of the commotion, all the pieces had shifted their positions, creating a chaotic mess that was no longer a game of chess.

Wang Siyuan sighed helplessly, feeling somewhat frustrated. His expression turned slightly manic, and he casually lifted the chessboard, sending it flying.

The chess pieces flew and tumbled, and the originally very sturdy chessboard shattered into pieces on the spot.

Wang Siyuan was stunned on the spot. After a long while, a sickly flush appeared on his face.

Langhuan Pavilion

The sound of water is like a zither, the moon is bright and the stars are few, and a gentle breeze caresses the face.

The Ruan family, who had already heard the news, were naturally alarmed, and Meng Qi, unlike before, did not appear and disappear mysteriously; this time, he walked in through the main gate.

Various scenes appeared, as if a celestial palace had descended. After a while, the music suddenly changed, emitting a clear and resonant sound, and a murderous aura flowed continuously.

"Your cultivation has increased even faster than expected," Meng Qi praised.

Ruan Yushu looked at the newcomer, his lips slightly pursed, revealing a faint, undisguised smile, as if it were only natural to be praised for doing a good deed.

But then she frowned, her eyes filled with questioning and confusion.

"I brought you sheet music, lots of it." Meng Qi took out his storage bag.

Ruan Yushu, dressed in a white dress with a cool and aloof demeanor, had eyes as calm as still water. She was not attracted by the gift, but her delicate brows furrowed slightly: "Are you and Gu Xiaosang really together?"

"Really." Meng Qi smiled and nodded. "I've already notified Zhao Laowu and Senior Brother Qi. You must come too."

"It doesn't seem like she's been brainwashed, nor does it seem like she's been controlled." Ruan Yushu pursed her lips, biting her lip lightly, her beautiful eyes seeming to mist over: "Is there anything good to eat?"

“There are many. I found the God of Cookery in Heaven,” Meng Qi said.

Ruan Yushu's eyes lit up slightly, then dimmed again.

She rearranged the guqin and gently stroked it. The exquisite music echoed, yet a jumble of emotions remained hidden within.

(End of this chapter)