"I still have twenty-six points of Fortune, enough to rewrite my life twice. In the final stages of life, I could try once."
Ning Xunqiu thought to himself and shook his head.
Those Great Divine Power Users in the Qingxu Realm, whose Dao Practice is unfathomable, are mostly "Innate Spirits." Why would they abandon eternal life to stake everything with you?
What does the Human Race an to them?
With the Ancestral Dragon’s Order recklessly massacring the Four Seas Human Race, committing such heinous cris, yet no Celestial Tribulation or a single Great Divine Power User condemns it, so clues can be gleaned.
The Human Race itself isn’t united either.
"The path of the True Martial Lord is impossible. Eight hundred years of Dao Practice is considered a minor cultivation. Qi Cultivation is even more challenging. This ans that only through the Martial Dao can I quickly catch up to those Great Divine Power Users who have cultivated for countless years."
At this mont, Ning Xunqiu was indeed in the East Sea, feeling extrely insecure, like a thorn in his throat.
He only wanted to quickly find a way to break the stalemate and continue with peaceful cultivation.
"If the Three Immortals of Jade Sky don’t die, if the Sea-covering True Monarch doesn’t die, what will happen to the Dragon Race? Will the direction of the Human-Dragon Tribulation change? And how much ti can I buy?"
The path to General of Guanjiangkou had clearly reached its end. The Dragon Race would not send minions for him to upgrade. Destroying the Dragon Race’s grand plan ant directly facing the East Sea Dragon King, an entity far surpassing a True Immortal.
No one was there to support him from behind.
"If I can’t survive the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth in the next two lifetis, then I’ll have to switch tracks and overtake."
Ning Xunqiu looked at the Celestial Derivation Volu in his hand, opened it, and began to write.
"My na is Ning Xunqiu, and I have a shocking secret. I am a Transmigrator. During the transmigration, my Divine Spirit was accidentally copied, sharing mory and talents."
"One version of transmigrated to the Qingxu Realm, and another to an unknown world."
"Would you permanently use ten points of Fortune to rewrite this part of life?"
"Why did this suddenly require an extra five points of Fortune this ti?"
Ning Xunqiu was puzzled.
"Permanently using ten points of Fortune, what a joke? I only have seventy-six points in total. If I end up in a world without anything extraordinary, even after hundreds of years, not achieving a Purple Achievent, would Fortune just go down the drain?"
He pondered for a long ti,
crossing out the words "mory and talent sharing."
A mont later.
A prompt appeared by his ear.
"My na is Ning Xunqiu, and I have a shocking secret. I am a Transmigrator. During the transmigration, my Divine Spirit was accidentally copied."
"One version of transmigrated to the Qingxu Realm, and another to an unknown world."
"Would you permanently use one point of Fortune to rewrite this part of life?"
...
"Just permanently using one point of Fortune can open a new world?"
Ning Xunqiu’s eyes lit up at this.
He carefully recalled the differences, "Back then, I comprehended the Sword Demon Heart Eye, already being half an Innate Martial Artist, with Lifebound Character: Martial Saint, and even created the Purple Sky Innate Skill and Seven Swords of Cross and Vertical..."
"The additional four points of permanent Fortune consumption before was from talent and mory sharing?"
"So, that’s how it is."
"I was already capable of transmigration, which is the predetermined reality in the Qingxu Realm as recorded in the Celestial Derivation Volu. My slight rewrite based on the original required little Fortune..."
"I can use this thod to explore unknown worlds and determine whether they are worth investing more in."
"Then... rewrite!!"
"Fortune permanently decreased by one."
"Fortune: twenty-five to seventy-five."
"Another version of transmigrated to the unknown world..."
"Its na—the Modo Realm."
"A sound of an indescribable great explosion echoed in my ears."
"I opened my ’eyes’ and realized I couldn’t move, with no sound, no vision, no perception, an endless darkness, an endless stillness."
"I couldn’t feel the passage of ti..."
"Yet I was so awake."
"I fantasized about the splendid civilization of my previous life, barely getting through, but the fantasies in my mind would eventually run out. I didn’t know how long it had been, but I felt like I was going mad."
"But I had no hands or feet and couldn’t even self-destruct."
"I started counting sheep."
"From that day on, ti was born. Thus, every sixty sheep were one minute, and ti passed day by day."
"Hundred-year sheep..."
"Two hundred-year sheep..."
...
"Five hundred million thirty thousand-year sheep..."
"Error..."
"Error..."
"Restart counting sheep..."
"A billion three thousand-year sheep..."
"In my mind, endless fantasies constantly evolved... personalities split continuously... thoughts began to clash... civilizations were born... civilizations were destroyed..."
"I couldn’t tell reality from illusion anymore..."
"I went mad."
"Hahaha... I am the unifier of all!!! I am the ender of the world!! I am a butterfly! I am Zhuang Zhou!! Who am I?!! I am you!"
"Until I ’saw’ soone calling my na..."
"It was a scientist... Through his invention of a consciousness instrunt, he contacted this massive and abnormal consciousness and discovered that every consciousness world had a na, even though the entire consciousness world had only one na existing."
"’???’ He couldn’t help but utter my True Na."
"When he spoke my True Na, we resonated. I invaded his brain, and his consciousness collapsed instantly. He went mad. He couldn’t tell reality from illusion and started slaughtering his kind."
"I couldn’t find ’myself’ anymore..."
"As long as soone utters my na ???, I will descend!"
"After a hundred years, only thirteen people remained on the planet. The thriving civilization vanished. They finally forgot about . Before leaving the universe by crossing dinsions, they created an indestructible obelisk."
"They sealed my na, listing it as a forbidden seal."
"000 sheep—’0101’, aning infinitely expanding consciousness data."
"One sheep..."
"Two sheep..."
"Three hundred and thirty-three sheep."
"Five hundred million thirty thousand-year sheep... rewrite error..."
...
"This is the predetermined reality of the Modo Realm, unalterable."
"This, this is too terrifying!"
Ning Xunqiu looked as his limbs went cold and sweat poured down his forehead.
This transmigration was truly an unlucky disaster.
The most vicious criminals, shut in an absolutely dark, absolutely silent small black room for a few hours.
After coming out, their entire gaze beca clear.
And he had been in that environnt for who knows how long, counting "sheep" for several billion years, and went completely mad.
Ding dong.
"Congratulations, your life full of twists and turns has been rated a Golden Life ’???’: your consciousness had long ago gone mad, your small attempts to ’feel reality’ inadvertently destroyed a prosperous new civilization.
The planet is your tombstone, civilization your companions in death, the universe an expanding corpse.
And what are you?
You are zero, you are one, you are ten thousand, you are the world, you are infinite, you are ???
Receive a special achievent reward."
"Would you like to imdiately draw the special achievent reward?"
"This is actually a Golden Life?!!"
Ning Xunqiu wiped the cold sweat, feeling a foreboding premonition.
"Draw the reward."
"Drawing in progress..."
"Congratulations, you obtained the Golden Life Special Achievent Reward—the obelisk sealing ’???’ consciousness."
"??? Consciousness · Obelisk"
Warning! Warning!
To the civilization born later on this planet, please do not open this box, it destroys everything, it is an eternally existing consciousness, its consciousness expands infinitely, it cannot be eradicated.
So, good luck to you all.
...
Whoosh!
An abrupt black obelisk appeared at Ning Xunqiu’s feet. It seed unremarkable, but the surrounding air seed to freeze.
He nervously swallowed and instinctively took a few steps back, deeply afraid.
No, did it really co?!!
Who can withstand this?!!
I want to return it!!
Ning Xunqiu forced himself to calm down and carefully examined the black obelisk, suddenly enlightening.
Huh?
This...
This seems to resemble a—"sword"!
...
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