Simulating the primordial era? That's way too extreme.

Chapter 388 Extra Chapter 4: Goodbye or Never Again (Jiao Ming/Lao Jun)

Inside the Lingxiao Palace, Emperor Jun, who had recently ascended the throne, was diligently reviewing memorials.

The sheer volume of memorials and the complexity of affairs were a major headache even for Emperor Jun, who possessed the "innate power and sacred body."

First, there is the issue of unity among the people. While a regime needs sufficient military strength to maintain its stability, it cannot rely solely on coercive measures. Ultimately, it requires the people under its control to recognize and support each other, so that everyone can spontaneously unite.

And that was indeed Emperor Jun's plan: first, to unify the various regimes of the prehistoric world by force, then to promote cultural exchange, to reconcile the historical conflicts between the various races, and finally, for all the spirits of the world to return to one family and happily make dumplings together!

The plan was promising, but its execution was fraught with setbacks, almost causing it to fail...

the reason is simple:

Deep down, everyone doesn't agree with the concept of equality within the All Souls family!

Damn it, although our "Ancestor of All Spirits" ultimately died from Rahu's betrayal, if it weren't for the great losses incurred by Rahu in suppressing the ancestors of the three races, how could that little bastard Rahu have harmed the Ancestor of All Spirits?!

The three clan ancestors bear at least 80% of the responsibility!

Moreover, at that time we were fighting against the three races, and the fighting was so fierce that countless people died on both sides. The hatred between us was so deep that neither side could easily let it go.

What do you, Di Jun, know about this kind of hatred? You "alien bird" who came down from the sun, do you really think you can just casually say "put down your hatred"?

If it weren't for the fact that you share the same fire as the common ancestor of all spirits, and people think you two might be related, and thus "love me, love my dog," and feel a bit closer to you, this crow, they probably would have already started fighting you!

In short, Wanling's stance is:

Unite as one family? No way!

Unless the descendants of the three clans sever ties with their three ancestors!

After all, every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt its debtor. The main reason for the Great War of Ten Thousand Spirits was that the three war criminals, the Three Ancestors, insisted on stirring up trouble. Now that the Three Ancestors are dead, everyone's hatred has been eliminated. As long as the remnants of the three clans sever ties with the Three Ancestors, then we can talk.

The problem is that the remnants of the three ethnic groups are unwilling to sever ties:

After all, even if the Three Ancestors were no good, they were still the source of everyone's wisdom. How could this kinship be severed so easily?

Furthermore, faced with the inherent hostility of all spirits, the survivors were all in danger. To survive, they had to take the Three Ancestors as their spiritual belief to unite their people. If they rashly severed ties with the Three Ancestors, wouldn't they become a scattered mess, at the mercy of others?

Therefore, Emperor Jun was deeply troubled by this, and the unity of all beings seemed a distant prospect...

Secondly, there is the attitude of the Dao Ancestor.

Di Jun was furious:

On the surface, Dao Zu supported his unification of the prehistoric world, but apart from the legitimate title of "Heavenly Emperor," he provided no real support whatsoever!

The myriad races of the world, now in disarray, need his personal intervention to quell the chaos and bring order to the land.

He had to provide the military support for the Heavenly Court by bringing his entire family along. Even with his three siblings working like slaves, it still wasn't enough. In order to maintain the absolute strength of the Heavenly Court, he also had to find several loyal henchmen and even arrange marriages with others!

Besides the two issues mentioned above, he has many other troubles, all of which he must resolve personally, as the lofty Dao Ancestor will not offer him a single penny of assistance...

This is so hard for me!

Di Jun wore a bitter face:

It's alright now, but once the students become stronger, will the Heavenly Court really be able to stay stable?

Dao Ancestor, what exactly is your attitude?!

Di Jun, his mind in turmoil, painstakingly reviewed the mountain of memorials...

……

At the same time that Di Jun was feeling distressed, a silence was falling over the Zixiao Palace in the Outer Heaven.

The Dao Ancestor in purple robes sat alone on the futon. Although his empty gaze could not reflect any of the primordial scenery, he was clearly watching all the changes in the world.

He could see the distressed Emperor Jun in the Lingxiao Palace, as well as his students and disciples, the myriad spirits and the remnants of the three races who were hostile to each other, and even more so... those mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, islands, and ley lines.

From the day He created the Zixiao Palace, He has been quietly watching over the primordial world, and every living being and every place is deeply imprinted in His heart.

As for why we look at the primordial world like this?

In fact, even He Himself couldn't explain it clearly.

Perhaps it was because He deeply loved the primordial world. After all, the reason He became a saint was to protect the world and save the myriad beings of the primordial world from their predetermined fate, who were about to be enslaved by the Three Ancestors for countless eons.

But this reason could not convince Him, because although He did have great love for all living beings in the prehistoric world, He would not be staring at the entire prehistoric world every day.

Furthermore, if He truly loved all living beings so much, He could not have stood idly by during the "primordial chaos" after the deaths of the Three Ancestors and the Common Ancestor of All Spirits, and instead devoted himself to long-term seclusion in order to become a saint!

Even after becoming a saint, He did not use His saintly power to quell the chaos of the primordial world. Instead, He simply found a little golden crow to serve as His servant, offering no real assistance whatsoever, only the right to claim the legitimate title of "Heavenly Emperor"—He was as stingy as could be…

All signs indicate that He certainly loves the primordial world, but not as deeply or as extremely as one might imagine.

He was, in reality, just a normal person who couldn't stand seeing the world in chaos, but also didn't want to be treated like a slave.

So why does He constantly gaze upon the primordial world and all living beings?

He thought for a moment:

Perhaps it was to see as many traces as possible left behind by someone...

That person had been dead for a long time, and died completely, even the true spirit that should have been indestructible was gone, which completely overturned His understanding!

It was precisely because he died so cleanly that even He, as a saint, could not save him.

So much so that later, when He wanted to remember Him, He could only look across the entire prehistoric world, trying to find traces of Him...

Fortunately, his traces are not hard to find. Whether it is the myriad spirits enlightened by him or the marks on heaven and earth he left when he became a quasi-saint, they are all found throughout the primordial world!

All spirits sing praises to this great ancestor of all spirits, and heaven and earth record this most outstanding child.

Bird-shaped ley lines, bird-shaped hills, bird-shaped islands, bird-shaped rivers, lakes, and seas—even the natural transformations of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can all transform into a red bird!

He has long since died, yet he is immortal; all living beings and heaven and earth remember him, and will remember him forever…

"But you are dead after all."

The Dao Ancestor sighed softly, and countless past events were reflected in his eyes:

That free bird, which disliked killing, was forced to its death by the Three Ancestors. In the end, it transformed into a sun of despair, burning with the most violent flames of its life, burning to death the Three Ancestors who had made it unfree, and also burning to death the one who was no longer free.

In his final moments, the kind-hearted man even allowed Rahu to stab him to death, attributing all the evils of the world to Rahu, simply because he wanted to leave Him the qualification for sainthood and a sense of righteousness...

Thinking about this, Hongjun fell into self-examination:

"Was killing you, fellow Daoist, Luo Hou's intention, or... mine?"

Although Rahu possesses an innate evil intelligence, it is essentially an "evil corpse" formed from the fragmentation of its true spirit, so it is actually itself.

The evil corpse has no real autonomy; all its actions are tacitly approved by its original self.

If I hadn't acquiesced at the time, Rahu wouldn't have made a move at all!

Therefore, it was He Himself who killed Jiao Ming, and His subsequent anger was also an act, because only by performing the play well could He obtain the holy throne...

Having come to terms with this fact that he had always refused to accept, the Dao Ancestor couldn't help but laugh at himself:

I acted so well that even I couldn't tell the difference between reality and fiction. I really am the best actor...

Now that things have come to this, I have obtained everything:

Sainthood, Daoist Ancestor, Righteousness, Reputation!

He shone brightly and ushered in a new era, becoming the great savior whom all beings revered, without a single black mark on his body.

No one will ever know how dark the truth was back then, nor will anyone ever know what actually happened.

The world will only know the official historical records of Heaven:

Long ago, the common ancestor of all spirits killed three ancestors, but was severely wounded and attacked by Rahu, leading to his demise... Then the Dao Ancestor emerged from Jade Capital Mountain and launched a great war against the despicable and shameless Demon Ancestor. In the end, he slew the demon and proved his Dao, bringing peace to the primordial world...

How perfect! How just!

But does He really have no psychological burden at all?

The Dao Ancestor lowered his head, looking at the traces left by those old friends, and remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, He began to speak to himself:

"...You once said that you are the protagonist who can start over infinitely, and this life is just your second life. After you die, you will have a third life, a fourth life... until you complete that mission."

"Many years have passed now. Perhaps you have completed that task and live forever in that world, free and unrestrained..."

"Or perhaps, you are still endlessly reincarnating, until you find a truly perfect ending..."

"But no matter what, I will remember you and wait for you forever."

"There will always be a sacred seat reserved for you here, and there will always be a fellow Daoist who cares about you..."

"Remember to come back early."

He was talking to himself.

After that, Zixiao Palace fell silent, just as it had been for so many years.

……

Jiao Ming's three lifetimes in the primordial era.

Zhao Sizheng stared blankly at his phone.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing this, the Third Incarnation of Hongjun cautiously asked:

"Is it still impossible to revive my fellow cultivator?"

He spent a long time trying to revive Jiao Ming.

In these several "wars between the realms against the heavens", He has come every time, and He has always been at the forefront. He has not only beaten up the Heavenly Dao of the other world, but He has also beaten up another version of Him from the other world without hesitation!

The Jade Tablet of Creation was swung around and slapped hard across the old man's face...

What is He trying so hard for?

That would be to revive Jiao Ming, of course.

As a gamer, Zhao Si now absolutely has the authority to revive Jiao Ming!

He believed that as long as he worked hard enough, the great Lao Zhao would surely use the tangible power of the system to fulfill this small wish for him...

Zhao Si put down her phone with a strange expression.

"It's nothing...it's just that there's someone else who thinks the same way..."

what?

Hongjun was stunned, somewhat confused...

Zhao thought for a moment, then said seriously:

"Resurrecting Jiao Ming is not difficult; I can simply create a new Jiao Ming from nothing..."

"No!"

He had barely uttered a sentence when Hongjun shook his head and said solemnly:

"That's not a fellow Daoist, that's just a copy! I don't want a fellow Daoist like that."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Si was not surprised:

"That works too. As long as I gather all his true spirits, I can truly resurrect him, not just a replica."

"However, Jiao Ming's true spirit has already split into two parts, and each part has formed a new consciousness. They are unwilling to sacrifice themselves..."

"Moreover, Jiao Ming would never put his resurrection at the cost of others' lives. Even if they were willing to sacrifice themselves, the resurrected Jiao Ming would commit suicide again... You know his personality."

"I……"

These words left Hongjun feeling utterly powerless:

Yes, a fellow Daoist who is single-mindedly pursuing freedom cannot tolerate any imperfections. Even if he were resurrected, he would commit suicide.

This is his greatest flaw, yet also his most unforgettable characteristic. It is precisely because he is this kind of person that Hongjun regards him as a fellow Daoist...

"Is there really no way out...?"

He muttered to himself, "Is the hope I've finally gained going to turn into despair again?"

"no."

Zhao Si shook his head, but then smiled and said:

"However, if you just want to see him once, that's not impossible..."

"Wait, I'll come and help you... help you make your dream come true!"

……

(End of this chapter)