Chapter 58

"Turns out I'm in my own mental world, but how can there be light here?"

After a brief moment of thought, Zongshou smiled and walked over. Understanding where he was, he no longer had any doubts about this place.

Surprisingly, a figure materialized here, exactly the form he had in his previous life. With just a slight movement of his mind, he approached the light orb.

He saw that this place was a huge azure light halo, and it was unclear what was inside. The faint ripples it emitted made one feel a sense of unease.

What Zongshou was most concerned about at the moment was a person not far away. About thirteen years old, with a face more beautiful than any woman's. It was the body he currently occupied, Zongshou's appearance.

Standing before the light halo, he looked over with an unusually calm expression: "You've come, I've finally waited for you."

Zongshou smiled and walked up to the young man without surprise, then waved his hand. A tea table, a pot of clear wine, and several cups appeared in front of him.

Since this was his mental world, which could also be considered a dream, he could do as he pleased.

Sitting down, Zongshou poured the wine while extending a hand in invitation, smiling: "Are you Zongshou? Don't stand, sit down and talk—"

Strangely, the young man, who was of royal lineage, with the most exquisite appearance and attire, seemed less like a noble prince compared to Zongshou. Zongshou's appearance was only slightly handsome, and he wore a simple blue robe.

Yet at this moment, he seemed more like a graceful and noble young man. His attire was ordinary, but his demeanor exuded a noble and elegant aura. His actions were casual, yet he had an indescribable air of elegance.

Clearly, he should have been inferior to the young man, but the latter seemed like a firefly compared to the bright moon, incomparable.

The young man was slightly dazed, then without refusing, he sat down in front of Zongshou. Picking up the wine cup, he took a sip and found it exceptionally delicious, not knowing how Zongshou had conjured it.

Drinking it all in one go, the young man hesitated for a moment before speaking again: "Since that day I fainted, I've always wanted to meet you."

Zongshou nodded slightly, continuing to pour and drink the wine, indifferent: "Do you want to reclaim this body?"

If the young man wanted it, he really didn't care. It wasn't his to begin with, so there was no need to force it.

Even though he still had a lingering attachment to life and wanted to see what the Ten Directions and a million worlds looked like ten thousand years ago—

He originally thought the owner of this body was dead, so it was fine. But since this person's consciousness still existed, it was a bit awkward.

Naturally, he didn't have the intention to end his life easily. As long as his soul remained, there was always a way to live on.

Unexpectedly, the young man shook his head: "You can obtain all my memories from the past thirteen years, and I can also see your experiences from your previous life. I know you come from ten thousand years in the future, and in your previous life, you were called Tan Qiu. In the game called 'Emperor of the Divine,' you were known as the Sword Emperor, a figure who caused great trouble for both the righteous and the demonic sects, whether in the virtual or real world—"

Zongshou couldn't help but smile. The word 'trouble' was indeed used very well.

However, to those who truly stood at the peak of martial arts or spiritual techniques, he was at most a minor annoyance, like a mosquito.

"At first, I wanted to reclaim the body. But later, I changed my mind—"

The young man spoke calmly, as if he were not talking about himself.

"I know that in your previous life, you were just like me, or even more hardworking. You had no illustrious background, no father to protect you. Your body was once shattered, and your cultivation was as difficult as mine. But the final outcome was completely different. Even in dire straits, you could still strive and grow into a towering tree. I, however, only knew to blame the heavens and the earth for their injustice. You should know that in the last two years at Linyi Academy, I had already given up and lost hope. If it weren't for the stimulus of my father's disappearance, I wouldn't have taken such a risk."

Zongshou was silent. This guy's character was actually quite resilient, but the last two years made him look down on him.

If one had a male body, even if one was trampled into the mud, one should have the determination to crawl out!

However, seeing the young man's dejected and dispirited appearance, Zongshou didn't intend to say anything to打击 him.

"Later, I learned that even if I didn't die this time, I would eventually be beheaded and my body exposed for months. I also learned that my father would offend the Lingyun Sect because of me and die early. I even knew that our demon race would be exterminated one by one in the next thousand years."

At this point, the young man smiled bitterly: "What's the harm in giving this body to you? At least you can do much better than I can."

Zongshou's face showed no joy. He knew the young man's words were not yet complete. In this world, there was no such thing as a free benefit.

"You went to Yunsheng City not just to get the spiritual medicine, but also to avoid the conflict at Qiantian Mountain, right? The position of Demon King was never in your eyes."

The young man smiled bitterly, his voice becoming weaker: "I still have some self-awareness. Even with all your memories, I dare not say I can change my fate or break through the body's meridians. I don't ask for anything else. Qiantian Mountain is my father's hard-earned legacy, and I don't want it to fall into others' hands. And my father, my mother whom I have never met, I only ask that they live in peace. Consider it my last wish—"

Zongshou paid no attention to the previous words, drinking the wine steadily. It was only the last two sentences that made him slightly moved.

The next moment, he frowned. The young man's consciousness was gradually dissipating, actively merging into his soul. Not only did his voice become fainter, but his form also became increasingly pale. Zongshou wanted to stop it, but there was nothing he could do.

Zongshou didn't know what to say at this moment.

His purpose in going to Yunsheng City was indeed to avoid the conflict, though he didn't plan to leave Donglin Yunlu. He also didn't intend to get involved in the conflict at Qiantian Mountain.

Wandering freely through the realms, reading all the books in the world, wouldn't that be better?

Sighing deeply, Zongshou looked at the other side, the huge azure light halo.

"Hey! One last question, what's inside that light orb? Why does it look so scary?"

"This, I'm not quite sure. I only know that it was already here when I was conscious. Since it's something you brought, why ask me?"

The young man smiled, his expression becoming mysterious: "Anyway, you will know sooner or later. You will also realize that I am you, and you are me. Two people, originally one—"

Zongshou's brows furrowed.

When he was conscious, this thing was already here. Does 'conscious' mean after he took over this body?

Something he brought? How could that be?

And what about the idea that 'I am you, and you are me. Two people, originally one.' What kind of nonsense is this?

These words sounded ambiguous, making him shiver and break out in goosebumps.

When he tried to ask more, the young man's figure had already vanished without a trace.

The next moment, a wave of resentment, unwillingness, anger, fear, and hope surged into his chest.

Zongshou knew that these were all the young man's emotions. Though they didn't originate from him, he felt them as if they were his own.

PS: The countdown to leaving the new book list, sigh, this month is truly filled with great authors.

c@.

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