Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 214 Transplanting Plum Blossoms to Accompany Plum Trees

"How about we make a bet before we actually take action?" Han Yun suddenly suggested.

"what?"

Han Yun smiled and said, "Let's see how Li Xingyun chooses, even with the memories of a past life."

The two of them looked at that Bodhi World again.

In the northern desert, Li Xingyun sat on a cliff, watching the sunset.

But at this moment, the “real” scene he saw shattered like a mirror image, and those who had died in front of him came back to life.

Yuan Tiangang stood before him, hands behind his back, his voice low and deep, questioning, "Does Your Highness necessarily have to suffer some loss before you can gain enlightenment?"

Li Xingyun suddenly stood up, his pupils contracting sharply.

The afterglow of the setting sun had not yet completely dissipated, but Yuan Tiangang's figure appeared exceptionally real in the twilight, with his scholar's and warrior's robes, his cold mask, and his all-seeing eyes.

"Yuan...Tiangang?"

His voice was hoarse, and he could hardly believe his eyes: "You're not dead?"

Yuan Tiangang stepped forward, his voice as calm as a still well: "Has Your Highness ever considered why we only learn to cherish things after we've lost them?"

Li Xingyun instinctively stepped back, his hand already on the horizontal sword at his waist: "Impossible...you've already..."

"already dead?"

Yuan Tiangang chuckled softly, "Is Your Highness still so unable to see through life and death?"

Suddenly, the surrounding scenery changed again.

The sandstorms of the northern desert have disappeared, replaced by scorched earth stretching for miles, and corpses strewn across the land.

On the battlefield of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun, the iron hooves of the northern desert broke through three passes, and the people of the Central Plains shed blood like rivers. Li Xingyun saw himself kneeling under the tattered banner of the Tang Dynasty, with Ji Ruxue, who was already cold in his arms.

"Do not--!"

He roared and tried to rush over, but Yuan Tiangang grabbed his shoulder.

"This is the future!"

Li Siyuan harbored wolfish ambitions, but after his death, the world never saw a truly wise and virtuous ruler. Shi Jingtang ceded the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun, and the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period was marked by endless turmoil.

"How many times has Your Highness lost someone important?" Yuan Tiangang's voice was close to his ear. "With each loss, has Your Highness grown?"

Li Xingyun trembled all over, veins bulging on his forehead: "What exactly do you want to say!"

"This old minister only has one question for Your Highness..."

Yuan Tiangang's hand remained motionless, like an iron clamp. "If Your Highness were given another chance, would you make a different choice?"

The scene changes again.

This time it was Sword Pavilion, the sun was shining brightly, and the birds were singing and the flowers were blooming. The young Lu Linxuan was practicing his sword in the courtyard, while Uncle Yang watched with a smile.

Li Xingyun stared blankly at this familiar scene, his eyes welling up with tears. This was the time he missed most, the simplest and happiest years.

“Go back, Your Highness.” Yuan Tiangang’s voice suddenly became ethereal. “Go back to the time before everything began, and make a new choice.”

Li Xingyun's figure suddenly became younger and appeared in front of the two.

"Senior brother, is dinner ready?"

Lu Linxuan sheathed his sword and walked towards him with a smile.

Li Xingyun stared in disbelief at his own hands, at Lu Linxuan standing before him, and at the still-alive Yang Shuzi, and exclaimed incredulously, "I really... came back?"

It was all so fantastical, like a dream.

But the next moment, Li Xingyun's reaction exceeded everyone's expectations. He pulled Lu Linxuan up, looked at his master Yang Shuzi, and said urgently, "Master, let's go, okay? Let's leave this place and go somewhere..."

"The place Yuan Tiangang can't find." Li Xingyun didn't say the second half of the sentence. He was thinking that if he hadn't existed in the first place, would so many things not have happened later, would his master not have died, and would so many people not have sacrificed themselves?

Even today, he still adheres to his own set of principles, even though he has embarked on a path of tyranny like Yuan Tiangang.

Li Xingyun believed that he did not have the talent to govern the world. He even wondered if the world would be better if Li Cunxu and the real Prince Qi, Li Maozhen, were to sit on the throne.
Yang Shuzi frowned slightly, looking at Li Xingyun who looked anxious: "Xingyun, what's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare?"

Lu Linxuan also tugged at his sleeve with concern: "Senior brother, you look terrible."

Li Xingyun opened his mouth, but didn't know where to begin. Were those memories of blood and fire, those pains of loss and choice, truly just a nightmare?
No, it felt too real. Yuan Tiangang's deep voice seemed to still echo in my ears, and Ji Ruxue's icy touch seemed to still linger on my fingertips.

He took a deep breath, his eyes gradually hardening: "Master, Junior Sister, we must leave the Sword Lodge immediately."

Just as Li Xingyun was about to pull Lu Linxuan away, everything around them suddenly froze, and then shattered once more.

"is it?"

Yuan Tiangang reappeared, standing with his hands behind his back, passing by Li Xingyun, but his laughter was extremely desolate: "Hahaha, it seems that Your Highness is still the same Your Highness after all."

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At this moment, in the interior space, under the Bodhi tree.

Han Yun's lips curled into a mocking smile. This Li Xingyun really didn't disappoint him!

"Go then."

Han Yun waved to his avatar Li Xingyun: "Go to the world of Painting Rivers and Lakes, play the game you should play, and make the moves you should make."

The incarnation bowed deeply, its figure transforming into a stream of light and disappearing into the world's passage.

Han Yun then turned his gaze to Li Xingyun, whose consciousness was still somewhat dazed after the illusion in the Bodhi World shattered, and flicked his finger.

"As for you, go to that world below one person and experience the hardships it brings."

An invisible force enveloped Li Xingyun and sent him to the world of Under One Person.

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In the world of Bad Guys, the young man who originally studied medicine with Uncle Yang in the Sword Pavilion and yearned for a carefree life has quietly been replaced.

What takes several days in the interior space is but a fleeting moment in the world of The Bad Guys.

Yang Shuzi pushed open the door and was about to start his lesson as usual when he saw "Li Xingyun" standing by the window, gazing at the fireworks below the mountain. His back view exuded a kind of majesty that made Yang Shuzi's heart tremble.

His brows exuded both gentleness and majesty, and his gaze, when it opened and closed, truly conveyed an air of dominance over the world and a desire to comfort the common people. He nodded slightly to Yang Shuzi, his demeanor composed, displaying the bearing of a wise and benevolent ruler.

Yang Shuzi hesitated slightly: "Nebula?"

"Master!"

The young man turned around, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable air: "The world is on the verge of collapse, beyond the power of benevolence and medical skills to save it. Send a letter to the Bad Commander and invite him to come for a chat."

Yang Shuzi was stunned, and nearly dropped the medical book in his hand: "Xingyun, what did you say?"

“Master, perhaps you should change how you address me.”

"Call me Your Highness!"

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In the world of Under One Person, at a comic convention.

Li Xingyun stared blankly at everything around him, everything was completely unfamiliar.

At this moment, a blonde girl with fox ears came up to her and asked, "Hey bro, are you cosplaying Li Xingyun?"

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Wang Zhenqiu. You can just call me Qiu'er!"

(End of this chapter)