Chapter 101 The perfect paperhanger!

[When you arrived at Shouyang Mountain, you saw the Red Cloud Ancestor, who had lived a new life, rushing to Hou Tu and asking her to return the Hongmeng Purple Qi to him.]

[It turns out that when you ascended the throne of Heavenly Emperor and appointed Hou Tu to manage reincarnation, you gave the Red Cloud Ancestor's True Spirit obtained from Emperor Jun to Hou Tu and asked her to find a time to revive him.]

[It's easy to revive, but it's troublesome after resurrection! ]

[The reason why Hong Yun was killed by Di Jun was because he refused to let go of the Hongmeng Purple Qi. This thing was his biggest obsession.]

[Now that he was resurrected by Hou Tu, Hong Yun's nature was naturally hard to change, and he immediately asked about the whereabouts of Hong Meng Zi Qi. ]

[After learning that the purple energy was first in the hands of Di Jun and then taken away by Di Jiang, Hong Yun didn't even bother to avenge his death, and kept chasing Hou Tu for the purple energy...]

[To be honest, only Hou Tu has a good temper. If it were someone else, they would have wiped out this guy's true spirit long ago! ]

[Hou Tu herself had no interest in the Hongmeng Purple Qi, because the Wu clan had no primordial spirit and could not become a saint with the Purple Qi. The only way to use it was to call the Heavenly Dao like Di Jiang and ask for the inheritance.]

[After learning from Di Jiang, Hou Tu had no intention of giving Purple Qi to anyone. If she could give it to someone, she would have given it to Hong Yun a long time ago.]

[But the problem is that she can’t give it to you…]

[Your arrival made Hou Tu see her savior, so she led you and the lazy Hong Yun to her current residence.]

"arrive!"

Hou Tu breathed a sigh of relief when she arrived at a building similar to the Pangu Temple on Mount Buzhou.

Jin Bing first looked at this familiar palace and said thoughtfully:

"Do you miss Buzhou Mountain?"

"Of course I miss it..."

Hou Tu sighed:

"After all, I have lived in Buzhou Mountain for hundreds or thousands of epochs. Now I come to Shouyang Mountain to be responsible for organizing the reincarnation business. I always miss home a little."

After being appointed as the manager of reincarnation, since Jin Bing moved the Wu clan to Shouyang Mountain, Hou Tu had to move here as well to facilitate management.

A new hall was built in imitation of the style of Pangu Hall on Mount Buzhou, and Hou Tu named it "Reincarnation Hall".

Today, the "Hall of Samsara" has spread to the entire prehistoric world with Shouyang Mountain as its center. Shouyang Mountain, the birthplace of the human race, has also gained a special status.

As for the other ten witch ancestors, they also, with the authorization of Hou Tu, divided the Samsara Palace into branches throughout the prehistoric world. With them in charge, everything was proceeding in an orderly manner...

"That's all."

Hou Tu said nothing more, but stomped her foot, and the air in the hall began to churn.

A huge corpse that was ten thousand feet tall slowly rose from the ground...

"Emperor River..."

Jin Bing looked at the cut on the corpse's neck, a little distracted:
To be honest, after Dijiang inherited part of Pangu's divine power, his body was no longer vulnerable to ordinary attacks.

Not to mention whether it can be defeated or not, just the Pangu's magical power of "breaking all laws with one force" is enough to make the Dinghaizhu, an invincible top-grade innate spiritual treasure, lose its power. If it was replaced by an innate treasure, I'm afraid the same would happen.

At that time, he borrowed the power of the Qingping Sword and cut off Dijiang's head with a single blow. This only proved that the power of the saint was far beyond his imagination. Pangu's children would definitely not be able to withstand it, and Pangu himself would be almost the same...

"What a shocking power..."

Jin Bing sighed inexplicably, as if he was talking about Pangu's divine power, or the power of a saint, and then he said to Hou Tu apologetically:

"I'm sorry... I promised not to hurt them..."

"There's nothing to be sorry for."

Hou Tu shook her head and looked at her elder brother's corpse with a sad look:
"Since he has chosen to be the enemy of all living things in the world, then he has brought this upon himself..."

However, even though she said this, the sadness in her eyes could not be deceived:

Facing the death of her brother who had been with her for so many years, she was far from being as calm as she said...

And Hongyun on the side seemed to sense something:
"Purple energy!"

Hou Tu glanced at it:
"Yes, your purple energy is in Big Brother's body...but we can't get it out."

"impossible!"

Hongyun shook his body:

"The purple energy is combined with the soul. Once the holder dies, it will naturally overflow..."

Hou Tu sneered and said:
"The problem is that we Wu people don't have a soul."

Hongyun was stuck at that time:

"Without the Yuan Shen...how did he refine the purple energy?"

“Eat it straight away.”

Hou Tu said calmly.

Hongyun: ...

This is really simple and crude but effective...

Ignoring Hong Yun's stucked computer, Hou Tu turned to look at Jin Bing who was in deep thought and said:

"If we want to take out the purple energy, we can only ask a saint to do it..."

Jin Bing naturally understood what she meant, and was about to contact his master, Saint Taiqing, when he suddenly saw Dijiang's corpse suddenly glow purple.

Then, as the two people and Hongyun looked on in surprise, the purple light suddenly condensed into a ball of mysterious purple air, and then rushed straight towards Hongyun!

"My purple energy!"

Purple air melts into red clouds, and old things return to their original owners.

Hong Yun, who had regained the Hongmeng Purple Qi, cheered and jumped for joy, which made Jin Bing and Hou Tu look at each other in bewilderment:
To be honest, the reason why Jin Bing came here specifically was for this purple air! After all, the temptation of becoming a saint is endless, and Jin Bing naturally wants it. Moreover, his merits have already been maxed out, and his path has almost been understood. To become a saint, he only needs to cultivate to the peak of quasi-saint and a purple air.

He must get the chance to become a saint. After all, the power of the Six Saints is not his own. Borrowing it temporarily does not mean that the Six Saints will be like servants who can be summoned and dismissed at will.

The authority of the Equal Heavenly Court cannot be maintained for a long time by relying solely on the favors of the Six Saints. Once the interests of the Six Saints conflict with his one day, or the Six Saints no longer care about things like the Taoist Ancestor, then even if Jin Bing has cultivated to the peak of quasi-saint, he will only be another Di Jun.

Just like what he and Dijiang said, the greatest truth in this world is absolute strength!

But now...

"It's impossible for the purple energy to come out of Big Brother's body on its own."

Hou Tu frowned as she watched all this and said to him in a deep voice:
"It was the Saint who took action..."

Jin Bing was stunned when he heard this, and thought a lot in his mind:
Is it the master and his two uncles? Or is it Nuwa? Or is it the two saints...

"No."

Hou Tu looked at the excited Hong Yun, and her thoughts seemed to go back to the Zixiao Palace many years ago. At that time, Hong Yun was also so happy when he received this extra purple energy:

“It is He…”

……

[Your plan to seek the Hongmeng Purple Qi has come to nothing due to Daozu's deliberate intervention.]

[You don't understand why this is happening. Why doesn't the Dao Ancestor want you to become a saint? ]

[There is no answer to this question…]

[With a heart full of disappointment, you left Shouyang Mountain. ]

[According to the scheduled itinerary, you visited the Azure Dragon Patriarch in the East China Sea again to thank him for giving you the Dinghai Pearl. Otherwise, it would be quite troublesome when you attack the sky.]

[The Qinglong Patriarch was reluctant to take credit for himself, and then sincerely praised you for having far surpassed the Ancestral Dragon. Although he didn't know whether "equality among all races" could really take root in people's hearts, at least now "dragons are like humans" has been achieved...]

[That’s right, Qinglong is still not interested in “equality among all races”. He is only interested in whether his own true dragons can be equal to humans. Everything else is just incidental.]

[You reluctantly bid farewell to the Qinglong Patriarch, and then went to Tanggu...]

[Faced with your arrival, Di Jun acted quite indifferent. After all, he was forced to resign and was in a bad mood.]

[On the contrary, the three concubines of Emperor Jun, Xihe, Wangshu and Changxi, have a good impression of you, the little dragon. They think that it is a good thing for you to seize the throne of Emperor Jun. At least Emperor Jun will finally have plenty of time to accompany them.]

[The ten little golden crows didn't think there was anything wrong with you taking away their father's throne. They didn't know much about power. They just knew that after their father was no longer the emperor, they could finally play with them every day! ]

[Ahem! In short, everyone except Emperor Jun himself is very satisfied...]

【Emperor Jun: I have no objection.】

【…】

[After finishing this tour, you returned to the Thirty-Three Heavens and began your boring life as the Emperor of Heaven.]

【Day after day, year after year. 】

[You have always conscientiously implemented the supreme concept of equality among all races, and the equal heaven established by your will is also operating in an orderly manner with mutual restraint and mutual benefit among all races.]

[A speeding carriage finally got on the smooth road, and a secret machine finally ran according to the established settings. Even if the carriage occasionally went off the track or a few parts of the machine broke down, as long as you looked down at them and repaired them in time, big things could always be turned into small things, and small things could always be turned into nothing.]

[You have done your best despite the frustration of not being able to touch upon the fundamental contradictions... A perfect paperhanger, you have forcibly pasted one flower after another on a mess of hemp along the grain! ]

[In materialism, matter is constantly changing, nothing can last forever, even the most perfect things will eventually be destroyed, even the heavens that have fallen into depravity will be destroyed.]

[However, you are not in the real material world, you are in the fantasy world of primitive mythology, which is naturally unreasonable...]

[This is your misfortune, because in this unreasonable world, the most unreasonable "protagonist destined by heaven" was born. This source of all contradictions has caused countless blood and tears.]

[This is your luck, because under the unreasonable power of idealism, your life can be eternal and immortal, your authority can never decline, and your backers, the Six Saints, can also be infinitely powerful and exist forever...]

[In this unreasonable world, you have achieved the most unreasonable outcome through even more unreasonable means and methods.]

[The ancient world, amidst all kinds of unreasonableness, has come to a strange ending of eternal prosperity! ]

[You, pasting is perfect! ]

[Ding! The right choice brings the right ending. Your various micro-manipulations not only solve the eternal problem of monsters slaughtering each other, but also solve the problem of the war between wizards and liches. Even the Conferred Gods and Journey to the West no longer have a basis for their creation...]

[Ding! Sufficient relevant information has been collected. This round of simulation has ended. The progress has been saved. Players can check it at any time...]

"what?"

Zhao Si tilted his head and said blankly:
"No... Is this the end? Jin Bing is not dead?"

Based on the experience of the previous two simulations, shouldn’t the sign of the end of the simulation be the death of the protagonist Jin Bing?
[Ding! Because in the prehistoric worldview, Jin Bing has achieved immortality, and the prehistoric overall power system is stable, so the prehistoric heaven can also continue forever, so there is naturally no need to continue the simulation. ]

In other words, a perfect ending has been achieved!

After hearing this, Zhao Si reluctantly accepted it...

[Ding! This round of simulation has ended. The relevant evaluations are being settled. The rewards will be determined by the evaluation level...]

Evaluation on rewards?
Zhao Si couldn't help but look forward to it:
After so much effort to get a perfect ending, shouldn’t the rating be maximum?

Give me another origin-level prize!
[Ding! Summary: Although you have been a perfect paperhanger, a paperhanger is still a paperhanger after all. You have neither caused the demise of the destiny protagonist like in the previous round of simulation, nor changed the way of heaven that created the fundamental contradiction.]

[Under your micro-manipulation, the contradiction still exists...]

Something is wrong!
Seeing this series of negative comments, Zhao Si felt like Gordon in his heart, and his intuition told him that something was not right...

【So the evaluation is: medium! 】

Zhao Si: …

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(End of this chapter)