Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

The thirty-second year of the Qiming era, a year destined to be recorded in history.

The people have long suffered from tyranny!

With the uprising of Liang Li, the governor of Luzhou, as the prelude, the Tianqi Domain entered a protracted period of chaos.

In the thirty-second year of the Qiming era alone, thousands of peasant uprisings, large and small, broke out across the country, with rebellions and uprisings sweeping across the entire Great Qi.

Of the 115 major states under the actual control of Daqi, 52 have fallen into large-scale chaos.

The Qi Dynasty, led by Jun Huayang, responded immediately, mobilizing troops to suppress the internal strife.

The flames of war spread from the snow-capped mountains in the west to the vast ocean in the east, from the ice fields in the north to the mountains in the south.

The Tiger Army marched straight to Luzhou, routing the Luzhou rebels. In just three months, the rebels suffered 300,000 casualties.

If it were an ordinary rebellion, it would have reached the point of no return by now.

Those who should surrender should be persuaded to surrender, and those who should be granted amnesty should be granted amnesty. Life should continue as before.

But this rebellion broke the previous pattern.

When the leader appeared, it was as if everyone across the land had agreed to simultaneously sound the clarion call for resistance.

One after another, rebellions broke out in various places, keeping the Great Qi army busy and giving the rebels in Luzhou a brief respite.

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In the thirty-third year of Qiming, after the fall of Luzhou, seven other major prefectures, including Jinzhou, Wengzhou, and Hezhou, fell one after another. The entire territory was occupied by rebel and uprising armies, and more than sixty other major prefectures were in turmoil, with rebellions occurring from time to time.

In response to the rebellion, Jun Huayang issued an edict to mobilize troops stationed in the thirteen eastern prefectures.

The three million-strong army withdrew from the thirteen eastern states and turned its swords on the towns and cities within the Great Qi territory.

Tens of millions of troops were mobilized and rushed in different directions.

The entire Apocalypse Domain was shrouded in the shadow of war.

The people of the vast Qi Dynasty were filled with anxiety, and one after another, great families with a history of thousands of years were spending lavishly on wealth.

They might support a local power or directly recruit talent on a large scale to train their own army.

The trend toward chaos was beginning to emerge.

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While the fighting raged outside, Mu An would diligently cultivate for an hour every day without fail, spending the rest of his time at home drinking tea, listening to music, and appreciating art.

It's hard to say what Mu Ling'er was thinking, but in any case, there have been many more entertainment options in the Mu family over the years.

Dance, vocal music, opera, acrobatics...

One after another, performances that appealed to both refined and popular tastes were brought into the Mu residence, adding a touch of liveliness to the originally quiet mansion.

For the sake of visual appeal, most of the performers selected for the Mu family mansion were entertainers with some good looks, some of whom were even bought from brothels.

If he were younger, Mu An would have been thrilled, thinking about how to have a good chat with these beauties.

Unfortunately, Mu An isn't very interested in these things now.

The word "appreciation" in the past and the word "appreciation" now seem to be the same, but they have become two completely different concepts.

Even so, Mu An didn't mind watching these performances when she had nothing else to do.

Mu An is really free right now.

As the player wielding the pieces, Mu An naturally wouldn't personally enter the game.

Knowing the scheming behind it all, Mu Ling'er had no intention of becoming king or vying for supremacy.

With Mu An in charge, no matter how chaotic the world becomes, Qishan Road will not be thrown into chaos.

If one chooses to go into seclusion, time will pass very quickly; in the blink of an eye, decades will have passed.

But Mu An is very clear in his heart that he cannot go into seclusion.

Whether for his own future or to avoid regrets, he cannot go into seclusion.

Each retreat signifies a significant loss of humanity and a substantial increase in divinity.

In a time when humanity and divinity are in a precarious balance, choosing to retreat into seclusion is tantamount to abandoning one's own humanity.

Over the years, Mu An has had a conjecture.

Just as Jun Yunxin is the reincarnation of a saint who governs the underworld and reincarnation, Mu An himself is very likely also the reincarnation of some great being.

The Book of Creation was a contingency plan left behind by that great being.

When humanity disappears, the self dominated by divinity will undoubtedly choose to fully integrate into the Book of Creation.

At that time, having merged with the Book of Creation, I might be able to regain memories of my past life.

That's exactly where the problem lies.

Compared to Mu An's own short lifespan of just over a hundred years, it was impossible to know how long that unknown powerful being had existed.

Which incarnation ultimately governs the cycle of reincarnation?

With their memories merged into one, will his current memories, compared to those of that powerful being, be like a grain of sand thrown into the ocean, unable to cause even the slightest ripple?

Will he still be the same Mu An by then?

Having come this far, I've witnessed the Old Master's plans for the world, and seen all sorts of conspiracies and schemes unfold.

Scholar Qin, Emperor Qiwen, Ye Lin, Crimson Fire Demon Lord...

One vivid example after another illustrated the cruelty of the world to Mu'an.

He thought his life was glorious, but in reality it was just a casual calculation by the old master.

These so-called chosen ones and demonic giants were like actors, manipulated at will by the Old Celestial Master.

This is just the old Celestial Master; what would a higher level of powerful being be like?

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Today, Mu An no longer believes that there is such a thing as a free lunch.

If you say that his time travel and his Book of Creation were given to him for free without any reward, Mu An doesn't believe it at all.

The gifts of fate have always come with a hidden price.

Even if these are just conjectures, Mu An is unwilling to take such a risk.

He was confident that, given enough time, even without merging with the Book of Creation, he would still possess the power to stand at the pinnacle of all realms.

It's not too late to make a decision once you truly possess that power.

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Various reasons have combined to create the current situation of the Mu family.

Whether it's Mu An or Mu Ling'er, they don't actually have much to do on a daily basis.

Most of the time, the two of them would enjoy art and drinks together.

I would occasionally stroll around the exotic animal park on Qishan Road and tease the black and white creatures that had now grown to dozens.

Perhaps having heard that Mu An and Mu Ling'er both liked black and white dumplings, over the years, the countries of Southern Xinjiang and Chengtian Domain have sent quite a few more.

These black and white dumplings now rule the area in the alien beast park and have developed into a small clan.

Compared to before, Mu An is now more willing to spend more effort on maintaining humanity.

He tried various methods in order to slow down the rate at which humanity was lost and to extend his own time as much as possible.

He even agreed to Mu Ling'er's suggestion that the two of them write a diary together.

Of course, unlike Mu Ling'er, who writes a sentence or two almost every day, Mu An writes very little, only a few entries every month or even several months, more like a monthly or yearly journal.