I Might Be a Big Shot — Chapter 58

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Unfortunately, Wanqi Xian had just begun to doubt Changkong Zhuoyu’s character and hadn’t had time to analyze it before Changkong Zhuoyu, holding the beast bone handed over by Li Xinglun, underwent a complete change in aura.

The Changkong Zhuoyu who picked up the bone sword was entirely different from his usual self. He could perform almost any cultivation method, but two in particular were clearly his strongest: formations and sword techniques. Whenever he wielded either, he revealed a completely different side.

First, Changkong Zhuoyu used his true essence to shield himself and Li Xinglun, and together they flew up to the peak of the mountain. Wanqi Xian followed closely behind. Without a sect master’s token, he couldn’t ascend to the sky against the wind, but the meager gale at the summit itself was still something he could withstand.

Changkong Zhuoyu slowly swung the beast bone, and the surrounding aura was completely drawn in by his sword. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth on the peak began to converge toward him.

Watching his master wield the sword, Li Xinglun couldn’t help but clench his fists.

He was already at the Nascent Soul stage, and after receiving part of Nüwa’s legacy at the Mystic Fog Yao Valley, his vision had broadened considerably. He could now perceive the unusual movements of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

His master seemed like a luminous body, attracting spiritual energy. Unlike the Daoists’ communion with heaven and earth or the demonic cultivators’ forceful plundering, Changkong Zhuoyu’s very existence drew spiritual energy without the need to do anything — if he wished so, it would be drawn in and enter his body automatically.

This was already beyond the level of an ordinary cultivator…

While Li Xinglun pondered this, Changkong Zhuoyu easily used the beast bone sword to cleave open a path to the sky. In the fierce wind that could tear anything apart, a road straight to the Jade Pool appeared, and through that sword-straight path, one could faintly see a divine palace in the sky radiating with seven-colored light.

The passage vanished in an instant. Before the gale gathered again, Changkong Zhuoyu and Li Xinglun swiftly ascended along the path against the wind. Wanqi Xian hesitated only a moment before following them. His task was clearly to find the lost divine artifact of Kunlun, yet… he couldn’t explain why, but he simply didn’t want to leave Changkong Zhuoyu and very naturally chose to follow.

There seemed to be a formation around the Jade Pool; breaking through the heavenly gale alone wasn’t enough to enter. But to Changkong Zhuoyu, formations were ineffective. In fact, as soon as he touched the Jade Pool’s formation, he felt an unusual sense of familiarity. He had felt this faintly when breaking through the Mystic Fog Yao Valley’s formation, but it was much stronger here.

Not sure what to make of the feeling in his heart, Changkong Zhuoyu merely waved his hand lightly, and the great doors of the Jade Pool opened for them.

“What… is going on?” Wanqi Xian asked in surprise as he followed closely. “Why did the Jade Pool’s formation open so easily?”

Changkong Zhuoyu raised his head proudly and said, “Naturally because I must be of the Jade Pool. Perhaps the Jade Pool is my true sect.”

After having been told earlier by Li Xinglun that he wasn’t Yin Changkong, Changkong Zhuoyu seemed to have recovered somewhat. Behind him, Li Xinglun breathed a slight sigh of relief. Although he very much hoped his master would rush into his arms and cry, he liked best seeing his master proud and confident.

But…

“Why did fellow Daoist Wanqi follow us?” Li Xinglun’s expression darkened. “You should be searching for Kunlun’s lost divine artifact, shouldn’t you? Didn’t you say you lived in the Kunlun divine formation for ten years, and your true essence carries traces of the divine artifact, making you the best candidate to find it? Time waits for no one. The catastrophe upon the human world could arrive at any moment. My master and I have been racing against time to stop it.”

“This…” Wanqi Xian couldn’t explain why; it was simply instinct that made him follow. He opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say.

At that moment, a young woman’s voice saved him: “Wanqi Xian has done nothing wrong. Honored guests, please enter the hall.”

“Who’s there?” Li Xinglun asked warily.

“The Azure Bird, attendant to the Queen Mother of the West, and current master of the Jade Pool,” Wanqi Xian replied.

He had followed his master to the Jade Pool before and was familiar with this voice.

Changkong Zhuoyu: “…”

So the Jade Pool already had a master. Then… he wasn’t of the Jade Pool?

“Master,” seeing that Changkong Zhuoyu looked as if he were about to cry again, Li Xinglun hurried forward to comfort him. “The Jade Pool’s formation was so familiar to you. You must be connected to the Queen Mother’s lineage. Let’s go inside first.”

His master’s identities had already been stripped away one after another. If he lost yet another here, Li Xinglun feared he would cry on the spot. If he cried in private, Li Xinglun would feel heartache but also a kind of joy, but showing such weakness before Wanqi Xian — that he could not allow.

With Li Xinglun’s comfort, Changkong Zhuoyu resolutely held back his tears. The great doors before them opened, revealing a seven-colored passageway, seemingly inviting them to step onto it.

“Wanqi Xian, was this how you were treated when you came to the Jade Pool before?” Li Xinglun asked cautiously before entering.

Wanqi Xian shook his head. “My master used the sect master’s token to come here. The token opened a special path, and after emerging from the gale, we directly entered the Jade Pool’s interior. But to cleave through the gale and break the formation to enter directly — this is a first. Still, the seven-colored light is the divine radiance unique to the Jade Pool. It shouldn’t be dangerous.”

“Then let’s go in,” Changkong Zhuoyu said. “Even if there’s a trap, your master is here.”

A powerful confidence emanated from him, stemming from his own strength. In the cultivation world, such a person could never be a nameless figure. His earlier belief that he was someone important wasn’t unfounded arrogance but had solid basis.

Of course, claiming all those identities for himself was probably just his personal hobby…

With his master’s assurance, Li Xinglun was still cautious. He followed closely behind Changkong Zhuoyu as the three of them stepped onto the seven-colored path. The instant he did, Li Xinglun’s vigilance immediately eased. Having experienced divine power before, he understood at once upon stepping on the path: this seven-colored radiance was divine power.

And the power permeating the Jade Pool was also divine power.

In the Mystic Fog Yao Valley, even a trace of divine power in the spiritual energy had bestowed countless benefits upon the yao race. But to live here in the Jade Pool, bathed in divine light — how powerful must these spirit cultivators be.

At first, Li Xinglun thought Changkong Zhuoyu was an ancient god slumbering in the Soul-Breaking Gorge. But upon arriving at the Jade Pool, his thoughts shifted. In this bath of divine power, the reappearance of a godly cultivator was not impossible. Perhaps his master truly did come from the Jade Pool.

Of course, for now it was all speculation. No hasty conclusions could be drawn.

At the end of the seven-colored light stood a woman in green robes. She was extremely beautiful, but her arms were not arms — instead, they were two azure wings.

“You are… the Azure Bird?” Changkong Zhuoyu stopped and gazed at her, eyes full of confusion.

“I am, Star Lord,” the Azure Bird replied softly.

“You called me… what?”

“Star Lord. When the catastrophe strikes the human world, a Star Lord of Tribulations will appear to lead the cultivation world in resisting the disaster. {A destined figure who endures (or has endured) great tribulations and appears during a calamity to lead others.} The Jade Pool has long awaited the Star Lord. Please, come with me.” The Azure Bird extended her wings to guide the three of them.  

{So, he really is a savior figure. Now it remains to be seen whether he is also a sacrifice.}

Li Xinglun moved to his master’s side, suppressing his unease. He held his master’s hand and said, “It seems coming to the Jade Pool was the right choice. We can finally learn who you really are.”

“Mm…” Always quick and confident to claim identities, Changkong Zhuoyu now seemed somewhat hesitant.

Clearly, whenever he discovered an identity belonging to him, he would eagerly embrace it. But now, he found even stepping forward difficult. Li Xinglun glanced at the Azure Bird, suspicion rising in his heart.

“No need to look at me like that,” the Azure Bird said, her expression still calm. She had lived too long for most things to stir her emotions. “The Star Lord is merely shrinking before his true destiny. It is only human.”

Her ethereal yet serene voice seemed to point directly at the weakness in Changkong Zhuoyu’s heart.

“My master isn’t that kind of person,” Li Xinglun held his master’s hand tightly and said firmly, “Changkong Zhuoyu is more righteous, more courageous, and more concerned for this world than anyone. Even before knowing who he was, he strove with all his might to stop the human world’s catastrophe, daring to enter any danger. He is absolutely not someone who fears destiny.”

“Disciple…” Changkong Zhuoyu looked at Li Xinglun, and for the first time the unease in his heart began to dissipate.

“Everyone fears to accepts their destiny, because no one can choose it — not even the Venerable Lord, the Fallen One,” the Azure Bird said to Li Xinglun softly.

“You… what did you call me?” Li Xinglun’s arm trembled slightly.

“Deep down you should have long realized who you are, but you’ve never faced it,” the Azure Bird’s ethereal voice now carried a hint of coldness. “As I said, everyone trembles before their destiny. It’s not your fault — it’s merely the weakness of the human heart.”

“Fallen One…” Wanqi Xian asked, “Azure Bird Immortal, do you mean he is the one who will destroy this world?”

“I never said that,” the Azure Bird replied. “Everything was set from the beginning. Words cannot explain it all. Come with me — I will take you to see someone.”

The three of them were half-convinced but had no other choice. The Jade Pool was unlike anywhere else in the human world. It seemed to hold many secrets of the ancient age. And the Azure Bird was unlike anyone else either. Whether it was the Eight-tailed Fox or the Sacred Yao Spirit, they all had their own thoughts. But the Azure Bird seemed more like… a jade slip — every word she spoke carried no trace of emotion.

“Wanqi Xian, was the Azure Bird you met before also like this?” Li Xinglun asked via sound transmission, while keeping a wary eye on her.

“More or less,” Wanqi Xian said. “The Azure Bird has been here in the Jade Pool since the Primordial Wilderness, guarding the Queen Mother of the West’s legacy. She has witnessed countless human entanglements. After eons have passed, she has lost her emotions. Besides, she was never human to begin with, but a spirit cultivator closest to the gods. She once said, ‘Human emotions are a hindrance to the path of cultivation. Cultivation is cultivation of the heart. All emotions are where the heart demons dwell. A cultivator clinging to emotions can never see the true Dao.’”

“I see…” Li Xinglun murmured.

The Azure Bird was less a spirit cultivator and more like an artifact passed down from the Primordial Wilderness… No, even artifacts with sentience have emotions and personalities. The Azure Bird seemed more like an object — devoid of all emotion.

Had the Jade Pool truly been this way for eons?

Li Xinglun quietly used his fingers to briefly convey the situation to his master. But Changkong Zhuoyu’s demeanor seemed unnatural. Always spirited, this time, upon hearing he was the Star Lord of Tribulations, he showed no joy. Instead, he seemed to close himself off. Li Xinglun, who usually understood him so well, couldn’t read his thoughts at all.

When they first met, his master could keep a straight face, but even then there was always a trace of emotion. Now… Changkong Zhuoyu truly showed nothing.

In any case, the Azure Bird lacked emotion, so her words shouldn’t have much impact. Li Xinglun spoke directly: “Master, I believe your desire to save the human world doesn’t come from being some Star Lord of Tribulations. It’s because you’ve always been that kind of person. Even without others or destiny assigning you a mission, you would still do it.”

Uniting the entire cultivation world was merely part of his master’s quest to find his own identity. Li Xinglun couldn’t tell which was the goal and which was incidental.

“And although I don’t know what the term ‘Fallen One’ means, I won’t do anything that harms the human world,” Li Xinglun said resolutely.

The Azure Bird’s eyelashes fluttered twice when she heard this, but she said nothing, and continued leading them deeper into the heart of the Jade Pool.

Although the Jade Pool divine palace sat among the clouds, it was actually an entire mountain lifted into the sky through great power. The heavenly gale served not only to protect the palace but was also the Jade Pool’s foundation. The Jade Pool relied on the power of the gale to sustain itself high in the sky — just as the heavenly palace once did atop the thirty-three heavens.

They broke through the heavenly gale and unraveled the formation, arriving directly at the divine palace. The divine palace sat at the summit of Jade Pool, and at this moment, the Azure Bird was leading them down from the palace. However, though they were descending, the further they went, the harder it became. At first, they could keep up just by walking, but later, they actually had to circulate their true essence just to barely continue downwards.

“If we keep going like this, soon we’ll probably need to use divine artifacts.” Wanqi Xian struggled forward. “When I came to Jade Pool before, I always stayed inside the divine palace and never left. I didn’t know this mountain was like this. How could a mountain become harder the further down you go?”

“Because of the heavenly gale,” the Azure Bird answered. “The heavenly gale blows upward. In the Primordial Wilderness era, when one reached the thirty-third heaven, the higher you went, the fiercer the heavenly gale. Above the heavenly palace, any sinner would be cast into the Cloud Prison, which is near the heavenly gale of the thirty-third heaven. Those lacking sufficient divine power would feel the pain of being torn apart even just on the edge of the heavenly gale.”

“I see.” Wanqi Xian said. “In today’s human realm, it’s hard to even imagine such a thing.”

Since the Primordial Wilderness split into the Three Realms and Six Paths, the human realm — the cornerstone of the Primordial Wilderness — had become far too different from what it once was.

“After many divine wars, the foundation of the Primordial Wilderness became fragile, unable to continue supporting the heavenly gale of the thirty-third heaven. Now, in the human realm, the only place that can barely sustain the heavenly gale is the center of the Central Plains where Kunlun is located. That’s also why Jade Pool remains near Kunlun.” The Azure Bird spread her wings, and at once Li Xinglun and the others felt the fierce wind weaken considerably.

“However, this heavenly gale won’t last much longer either.” The Azure Bird’s tone changed. “If it weren’t for someone exhausting their strength to forcibly maintain the Kunlun divine formation, Jade Pool would have already fallen. The heavenly gale of the thirty-third heaven not only supports the Jade Pool divine palace, but the palace is also the seal to the final entrance of the demon realm. If Jade Pool falls, the sky will be devoured by the demon realm. Once one of the triangular seals in the human world collapses, the stability of the human realm can no longer hold, and the seals at Mount Shu and Emei would also unravel.”

“You mean that if we repair the Kunlun divine formation and reforge the seal, the calamity of the human realm could be prevented?” Wanqi Xian asked.

“No,” the Azure Bird’s calm voice reached everyone’s ears. “This world’s foundation simply can’t support the heavenly gale of the thirty-third heaven. The existence of the divine formation constantly drains the world’s spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If this continues, the world’s spiritual energy will eventually be completely depleted — that would be the true calamity of the human realm.”

“But the divine formation was left by the ancient gods!” Wanqi Xian said. “Didn’t the ancient gods consider that it would drain the human realm’s spiritual energy dry?”

“According to the ancient gods’ plan, the demon realm should have weakened under the wear of the formation’s seal. Once the demonic energy was completely consumed, the divine formation would fulfill its purpose and naturally dissipate. After tens of thousands of years, the demon realm should have vanished. However… what nourishes the demon creatures is the negative emotions of this world — of humanity itself. The more intense the demon energy grew, the more the formation had to excessively draw on the human realm’s vital energy to resist it, leading to the current situation. Someone realized this, so they burned their bridges and destroyed the Kunlun divine formation first, to prevent the world’s spiritual energy from being exhausted and to utterly destroy the demon realm.”

“Then the person you spoke of just now…” Wanqi Xian already had a guess in his heart. He couldn’t help but glance at Changkong Zhuoyu, who had been silently pondering with his head lowered. Wasn’t it him? Then what was this familiar feeling that had lingered in his heart all along?

“We’ve arrived.” At the foot of the mountain, at the point closest to the heavenly gale, the Azure Bird stopped.

The three of them looked down and were surprised to see a massive formation between the mountain and the heavenly gale. Around the circular formation stood nine stone pillars, each bearing a different totem — two swords, the Candle Dragon, Four Sacred Beasts — clearly corresponding to the nine divine artifacts. At the center of the formation sat a man in a purple Daoist robe, his brows and eyes full of righteousness. He was the center of the entire formation, and it was his power supporting the colossal array.

“Master…” Wanqi Xian fell heavily to his knees in the air. “So… you have always been here.”

“Yin Changkong…” Li Xinglun gazed at the man in the formation. This man didn’t have Changkong Zhuoyu’s heaven-defying looks — he was even a bit ordinary — yet he gave off a warm and towering feeling, as if he were Kunlun itself, supporting the entire world.

“After the Kunlun divine formation was destroyed and the divine artifacts were lost, Kunlun could no longer support the heavenly gale.” The Azure Bird continued, “When Jade Pool was about to fall, Sect Master Yin, holding the sect master’s token, activated the emergency formation the Queen Mother of the West had engraved at the mountain’s foot back then. The ancient gods had once anticipated the destruction of the formation and left behind a solution. The Mount Shu formation was the first to fail — it was destroyed a thousand years ago. It was a great fearless one who threw himself into the demon realm to guard the seal for a thousand years.”

“Xue Qianjie…”

This was one of Changkong Zhuoyu’s favorite identities — who had long since exhausted himself maintaining the seal of the demon realm’s entrance.

“You’re saying someone burned their bridges and destroyed the Kunlun divine formation before the world’s vital energy was completely drained… so it wasn’t the demon realm invading. In that case, the one who destroyed the Kunlun divine formation should have been Yin Changkong, right?” Li Xinglun looked at the figure in the center of the formation and asked. He tightly gripped Changkong Zhuoyu’s hand. Today his master was different from usual — ever since entering Jade Pool, he had been silent, as if closing his heart so no one could see through him. Li Xinglun was very worried, but he believed his master could walk out of it on his own. What he could do was believe in him and stay by his side.

The Azure Bird spread her wings and said softly, “After Sect Master Yin arrived here, I consulted the remnant scroll of the Heavenly Book — an ancient scroll recording the fate of the world. Though it was just a fragment, some contents were still legible. It recorded that the Star Lord of Tribulations would save the human realm from calamity by sealing all demon creatures into the body of the Candle Dragon. Yet likewise, the Fallen One would stop the Star Lord from saving the human realm. So I used the ancient method to create several demonic cultivator puppets, commanding them to kill the immature Fallen One — but unfortunately, I failed.”

Li Xinglun’s hands trembled slightly. He forcibly suppressed his anger and said to the Azure Bird, “I remember, Azure Bird, you once said I was the Fallen One, right?”

“Indeed,” even in the presence of the one she had tried to kill, the Azure Bird remained calm. “The Heavenly Book only recorded the existence of the Fallen One. I didn’t know who it was — only that the Fallen One possessed the Time-Space Wheel, a heaven-defying divine artifact that shouldn’t exist in this world. It can change everything that has already happened. Though I didn’t know who the Fallen One was, I just needed to kill anyone capable of wielding the Time-Space Wheel. But it seems one still slipped through.”

The Azure Bird spread her wings, and a terrifying pressure bore down on Li Xinglun. The near-divine spiritual power left him unable even to raise his head to glare at her. Under the crushing weight, he could only speak with difficulty, “Then why did you try to capture my cousin?”

“To prevent anyone from slipping through — to leave behind useful blood to find others with the same bloodline. The human realm is always strange; no matter what one does, there may still be bloodlines left scattered outside. I found a few more using the Li family’s kin-blood, but in the end, I still missed you.” The Azure Bird lightly waved her wing, a blade of wind slashed across Li Xinglun’s face, but the bloodstain quickly vanished. “This is the power of blood cultivation. Over tens of thousands of years, many secret techniques have appeared in the cultivation world — many not even recorded in Jade Pool. But since you’re in front of me, destroying you directly here should suffice. Though blood cultivators are hard to kill completely, as long as not even a wisp of your remnant soul remains, that will do.”

The Azure Bird’s wings shone with seven-colored light, quickly enveloping Li Xinglun. Seeing this, Wanqi Xian immediately said, “Even if he is the wielder of the Time-Space Wheel, he isn’t the Fallen One! He’s been following Senior Changkong all along, trying to save the human realm from calamity!”

“The Heavenly Book’s records cannot be wrong,” the Azure Bird said blandly. “Even if it is wrong, apart from the Star Lord of Tribulations, the life and death of one or two people won’t change the overall situation. Rather than risk letting him live, it’s better to destroy him outright — even if it’s a mistake.”

The Azure Bird felt no emotion. In the long years of waiting, her emotions had already been worn away. In Kunlun, in Jade Pool’s divine palace, she had watched the rise and fall of the human realm for tens of thousands of years. In her eyes, life and death meant nothing — unless it was the kind of calamity that destroyed the world.

Li Xinglun was trapped in the cage of seven-colored divine power. He glared at the Azure Bird, who had destroyed his family, but was too weak to resist. Even though he had used the Blood-Severing Art, even though he had learned to use divine power, before such a vast gap in strength, he still had no chance to fight back.

Just as the Azure Bird’s colorful sphere was shrinking, about to annihilate Li Xinglun completely, a ray of light flashed, the sphere shattered, and Changkong Zhuoyu wrapped his arms around Li Xinglun. To the Azure Bird, he said: “This is the disciple I went to such lengths to accept. Who allowed you to bully my disciple in front of his master?”

“Master…” Because of the height difference, though Changkong Zhuoyu was hugging Li Xinglun, it looked more like he was pouncing into his arms. Without thinking, Li Xinglun reflexively held him tightly. “I will not harm the human realm.”

“Of course!” Changkong Zhuoyu said firmly. “My disciple would never do something so cruel and inhumane. What exactly did the Heavenly Book say? Did you make a mistake? And… it turns out the Azure Bird is the enemy you've been seeking?”

“Mm.” Li Xinglun gave a deep response.

He was no longer the boy who, after the massacre of his clan, wallowed in self-pity in the Soul-Breaking Gorge. Even knowing the Azure Bird was the culprit who destroyed his family, he did not rashly strike out. Whether she had killed correctly or mistakenly, whether he could defeat her or not, now was not the time to settle personal grudges. The most important thing was the human realm’s calamity. Before that, personal grudges… must be endured.

Li Xinglun clenched his teeth, the taste of blood spreading in his mouth, but he forcibly swallowed it back down.

Endurance was so painful. Hatred so maddening. Yet even so, he could persist.

As long as his master was by his side.

Whether speaking of Li Xinglun’s clan’s massacre or facing Changkong Zhuoyu’s obstruction, the Azure Bird’s expression never changed. As she herself had said, she truly felt no emotion. Neither Li Xinglun’s hatred nor Changkong Zhuoyu’s protection could move her.

Seeing her still intent on attacking Li Xinglun, Changkong Zhuoyu firmly shielded his disciple and said to the Azure Bird, “Since I woke up, I haven’t met a worthy opponent. I hear you’re the closest spirit cultivator to a god. I want to see — between us, who’s stronger!”

Seeing him about to strike, the Azure Bird instead folded her wings. She shook her head and said: “I am not your equal.”

The Azure Bird’s power was already terrifying, yet she admitted defeat without even fighting. Just who was Changkong Zhuoyu?

Combining her earlier words, Li Xinglun had already vaguely guessed his master’s identity — but… he didn’t want to believe it. If his master’s true identity was what he suspected…

Wanqi Xian watched as his master struggled bitterly within the formation, as Li Xinglun and the Azure Bird faced off, and as that increasingly familiar Changkong Zhuoyu stood there. He no longer knew which side to take. He could only say to the Azure Bird: “Where is the Kunlun divine artifact? Since it was Master who destroyed the formation, the artifact must be with him, right?”

The Azure Bird quietly looked at Wanqi Xian and said: “I originally planned to inform Kunlun immediately after Sect Master Yin entered the formation so that the human realm could prepare in advance — to find a way to resist the calamity before he could no longer hold on. But he stopped me. He said he would persevere as long as he could, hoping I would quietly watch from the side. He said, even without anyone telling him, the Star Lord of Tribulations would find a way to resolve the calamity and strive for it. Sect Master Yin controlled the heavenly gale and the foundation of the Jade Pool divine palace. He used the formation to block the path between Jade Pool and Kunlun, preventing me from leaving. I could only create a chance to release a few demonic cultivator puppets — otherwise, the Fallen One would not have escaped. Sect Master Yin believed that one day, the Star Lord of Tribulations would come to Jade Pool himself. Before that, he hoped the Star Lord could freely see this world with his own eyes. After all, for tens of thousands of years, the Star Lord of Tribulations had always been on Kunlun, never taking a single step away.” {Then it was not Yin Changkong who threw *himself* into the Soul-Breaking Gorge; he threw the statue into the gorge.}

Li Xinglun’s heart gradually grew cold. He seemed to understand the origin of the Fallen One. If it was as he suspected, then he would do everything to stop the Star Lord from saving the human realm. The Azure Bird was not wrong. That unseen Heavenly Book fragment was not wrong either. {Yup; a sacrifice figure.}

“You mean…” Wanqi Xian looked at Changkong Zhuoyu in disbelief, the familiar feeling in his heart surging again.

Back then, when he fell from the sky, a warm and powerful force caught him, letting him land safely. During his ten years inside the Kunlun formation, whenever he cried from hunger, fruit and food would appear before him. Later, his master said those years, food kept disappearing from the outer disciples’ kitchen — but since it was such a small amount, everyone thought it was the mountain’s spirit beasts stealing it and never investigated.

He lived like that in the formation for ten years. When he got dirty, warm rain would fall from the sky, washing him clean.

Until ten years later, Master Yin Changkong came out of seclusion, entered the formation, and picked up the boy playing there, carrying him out of that warm formation.

“The Kunlun divine artifact is the clay figure Nüwa made when she created humanity,” said the Azure Bird. “The human race of this world was all created by the great goddess Nüwa, but those she shaped by hand and those she flicked into being later were two entirely different species. Those personally crafted by Nüwa nearly all reached the level of gods — their talents inherently unlike ordinary people. The Kunlun divine artifact was a clay figure Nüwa molded using the Heaven-Mending Stone before leaving the human realm. The Queen Mother of the West engraved the formation with secret arts into the clay figure’s divine soul. He is the Kunlun divine formation itself — the Star Lord of Tribulations created by two goddesses before leaving the human realm.”

~ Chapter End ~

{Well... No wonder he picked up all those identities. All are inherently connected to him — except for Xue Qianjie, who is a time-traveller.}

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