Him and their stars.

Chapter 2036 You are not him
Yu Lian knew, of course, that he had given the wrong answer. However, then again, in the current context, no matter how he answered, it would be wrong anyway, so why not just be honest about it?

He gazed at "Feifei," whose laughter grew louder yet whose figure grew ever larger, at the jade arms that emerged from the black shadows, and at the heads of the girls that the arms were carrying. He watched as their eyes, frozen with the resentment of death, moved through his vision, and Yu Lian suddenly understood.

Amidst Fei Fei's laughter, he opened his arms, striking a pose riddled with flaws: "Darling, I love you. As for them, I admit all men like having more wings. And me, even considering all the concepts of quantum states, I'm just making the mistake that all men make."

Yu Lian opened his arms, his heart filled with excitement, pride, and a sense of accomplishment.

I respected my own heart. For idealistic fools like us psionicists, isn't this a form of spiritual practice?

"Still the wrong answer. You philandering scumbag, I must have owed you something in my past life." Her laughter continued, but there seemed to be no anger left. If you ignored her subsequent actions, it would have looked more like playful banter, a mix of reproach and teasing.

In reality, her delicate arms had already been raised, and the severed head she was holding was hurled at her like a series of large flying hammers.

Putting aside the aggressiveness, the tone of mental pollution is far too obvious.

Yu Lian sighed silently, still keeping his arms outstretched in this vulnerable position, letting the girls' heads fall on him, as if he were really ready to be with them.

In fact, they really were together.

The girls' heads turned into burning fireballs the moment they touched Yu Lian, instantly igniting his entire body. Just seconds later, his body turned to ashes, mingling with the girls' remains, inseparable from them.

"Don't even think about it!" The shadowy figure roared furiously in Fei Fei's voice.

Thus, the intact Yu Lian was able to grow out of the ashes.

"Why bother?" Yu Lian sighed, a hint of apology in his eyes. "Feifei, you weren't like this before! You need to wake up!"

Before he could finish speaking, his body was pierced through again.

This time, countless sharp spirals of shadows shot out from that indescribable mass, piercing Yu Lian's body from any possible direction, turning his body into a sieve.

However, he still did not make any move to resist.

He stared directly at Fei Fei, whose body was now just a distorted, empty shell, and even smiled.

Yu Lian felt no pain, so if he didn't laugh now, when would he?

He vaguely sensed that a concept that was solidifying his "existence" was beginning to falter. He felt his memories, emotions, and even his sense of self were beginning to waver.

Who am I? Where did I come from, and where am I going? Am I really going to become some kind of rebel and revolutionary? What do I really want to do? What kind of person am I?

No, this isn't me...

No! No! No! This is me!

Whether it's hypocrisy, pretense, manipulating people, or playing house, as long as there's a choice and action, it's me! If you can't even admit this, you don't even deserve to be called a hypocrite.

Despite being riddled with bullets and beginning to fade into nothingness, Yu Lian's body stabilized once more. He gazed at Fei Fei, his smile exuding an air of refined elegance and extraordinary grace. His eyes sparkled, and even his gaze at the dog seemed exceptionally affectionate.

To put it bluntly, the seasoned scumbag and playboy is laughing.

"Don't be angry. Drink more hot water. I'll go make you some honey and brown sugar water."

He had barely uttered those words when his body was torn to shreds by a sudden, explosive spiral impact, leaving only a still-smiling figure. Frozen on his severed head was not pain or despair, but simply the same smile of that hardened scumbag.

The indescribable shadows gradually dissipated with the golden light that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. Fei Fei emerged from behind the light curtain, bent down, and tightly embraced Yu Lian's head in her arms, letting out a silent sob.

The overwhelming sorrow emanating from her body engulfed the phase space, the battlefield, the strife, the Void Lord and the ghosts who descended with her, and even the Great Arena and the entire Academy outside the phase space.

She knelt there silently, holding her lover's head, as if she had been kneeling for an entire century.

Although she did not board the ship, her mind and body had already boarded the invisible good ship, sailing towards the other side of the Milky Way, towards the end of the universe.

But no one knows how much time passed, Yu Lian (the severed head), still in Fei Fei's arms, blinked and then seamlessly and completely regained its lively vitality.

He spoke slowly, his voice still filled with a deep affection that would move even a ghost in the Void Realm: "So, my dear, have you calmed down?"

Feifei sighed and wiped away what she didn't know were tears: "I think this is how you should end up. I've wanted to do this for a long time. If I weren't so reluctant, I would have done it years ago."

So you just did it now?

“But it doesn’t matter here. You always seem to have a knack for survival.” Fei Fei lifted Yu Lian’s head high, her eyes sparkling with amusement and curiosity.

She leaned forward and kissed Yu Lian's lips again, as if she were gently kissing a corpse.

Yu Lian felt the warmth of Fei Fei's lips and faintly tasted a hint of rust.

This isn't my own blood.

"So this is the Aetheric Body? How many times can it make you die in this world?"

“I will come back to life before my mind completely breaks down,” Yu Lian said.

After all, this is the world of ether, a world of nothingness, a world of energy and information, a world at the source of mysticism. In this world, as long as Commander Yu's spirit and information remain intact, he can continue indefinitely. In a sense, this is no different from the Void Realm Lords.

As for whether the concept of the past actually exists, that's not really important anymore.

"So, you can live forever?" Fei Fei laughed.

However, before Yu Lian could answer, she added, "No, you can't do it. You still possess the spirit and will of a human being, which is the only anchor that makes you human. When you truly begin to choose so-called immortality, you won't be far from becoming a being of the illusory realm."

“So, this is never immortality, but rather being melted and swallowed up,” Yu Lian said.

He remains proud to be a human being, whether that's sentimental or not, this is the scenery and life he has chosen. This is the only thing he will never give up.

Feifei naturally agreed, but her words suddenly took on a deeper meaning:
"The power of psionicists ultimately comes from this realm. Without an anchor, our future cannot be chosen by human free will. Without an anchor, are the choices you make truly your own choices?"

Yu Lian was speechless for a moment. He suddenly thought of the Black Moon Earl he had seen on another timeline. He... or rather, she had become powerful and mysterious, but she was filled with brokenness, decay, and a numb despair. Perhaps she had lost her "anchor point."

So, what kind of future did the Black Moon on that timeline choose?

Feifei's words immediately interrupted Yu Lian's random thoughts.

"Then, little fish, this is a virtual realm. May I kill you many times?"

His health bar was much longer in the virtual realm than in the real world. Now, returning to the virtual realm felt like returning home. Although there were many monsters here, each one more ferocious than the last, and the gray mist in the space seemed to be constantly venting malice, he was growing to like this place more and more.

Of course, considering that he was, after all, a normal human being, he couldn't possibly really regard this area filled with gray mist as his own little world.

He just wanted to sincerely tell Feifei that even if he had made some mistakes, they were still very forgivable.

"You can keep getting angry. Facing an enemy like this, following your own heart to a certain extent is the right thing to do." What could Yu Lian say? He could only say, "Whatever makes you happy, darling, I will do my best to cooperate."

"But you're so self-righteous that it makes people unsure whether to get angry or not."

"Weren't you just angry?" Yu Lian looked pitiful and aggrieved, but before she could say anything, Fei Fei picked up her head and threw it away forcefully.

Yu Lian's head, like a large golf ball, traced a perfect parabola in the air and rolled to a place a kilometer away.

There were no holes in the ground covered by the gray fog. So his head rolled across the ground like a bright red bowling ball for a thousand meters.

In this phase space, even friction became a metaphysical concept; if he did nothing, he might be able to roll down there forever. Thinking this, Yu Lian's body once again coalesced from the bewilderment of the gray mist.

He stood up awkwardly, like a twisted puppet. Every bone and muscle in his body, which had just reformed, turned like a nimble mechanical part, finally completing its reconstruction.

Yu Lian felt his own limbs, and the physical fullness gave him a strong sense of security. Thus, the anchor point in his mental concept stabilized in reality.

Although Miss Bei had told herself that the virtual world was a quantum state, physics was still an illusion, and wasn't everything based on her own observation and understanding?
Ah! This world is so perfect for subjective idealism.

Once Yu Lian was certain that his body had been reconstructed, all that remained in his vision were intertwined information and chaotic power patterns.

These bizarre images once again blossomed into an unpredictable kaleidoscope, dominating his senses. Brilliant colors scattered around him, sprinkling every flicker of gray mist with a dazzling array of information.

Feifei walked through the dazzling and bizarre fog and stood in front of Yu Lian.

His girl wore a form-fitting power suit that hugged her graceful figure and suppressed an overwhelming power. An invisible sword trembled in her wrist; before its blade even revealed its sharpness, its killing intent had already locked onto all of Yu Lian's vital points.

“Very well, I still prefer you as a human,” Fei Fei said. “It will be easier to kill you that way.”

Yu Lian looked at his girl. She was still smiling, but her eyes were gradually losing their warmth.

“You are just like you said, my dear, in this world, we must respect our own inner imagination.” Fei Fei gazed at Yu Lian: “We all knew that this day would eventually come.”

"No, no, no, I think whether this happens or not is a trivial matter." Yu Lian wiped her face, as if wiping away tears.

"I'm the one who wronged you, Feifei. You can kill me a few more times."

"You're avoiding the main issue again. Darling, why do you always like to run away from problems? Just because it hasn't erupted doesn't mean it doesn't exist." She looked directly at Yu Lian, and a deep hatred gradually brewed in those eyes that were always full of affection:
"You are not his. You should know that."

"..." At that moment, Yu Lian felt a chill run through his body, and his limbs went weak. He truly experienced the feeling of his Dao heart wavering. This was a feeling he had never experienced before.

He had never felt this way before, whether facing the emperor or a virtual king like Jormungandr.

"Has he vanished? Or is he a fragment hidden within your soul? If I kill you here, will he return?"

Feifei's words were still like a warm spring breeze, but when they reached Yu Lian's ears, they were like a breath of wind coated with paralyzing poison, choking his nerves and throat, making him almost unable to do anything.

In his numb vision, the invisible and formless sword light pierced through the bizarre and colorful illusion like flowing ripples.

That was an attack from the Ink Sword. This was the first time the Black Moon appeared in the world's sight, and it was already this chivalrous thief's treasure. Its nature is characterized by secrecy, disintegration, and a special attack on vital points.

Yes, when Feifei told Yu Lian about her identity, she certainly didn't hide the effects of the "Ink Sword".

But even if you knew in advance, what could you do?

Yu Lian never imagined that one day such a sword would actually pierce him.

Yes, even if he had considered the possibility of Fei Fei chopping off his head and carrying him onto the ship, he never imagined that one day he would face the indestructible, hidden blade of Mo Jian's rules.

Feifei's wrist trembled slightly, and an invisible blade suddenly tore through space, piercing straight into Yu Lian's heart!
Beside her, the gray mist was neatly sliced ​​apart, and the bizarre, dazzling light began to dissipate. Within their respective phase spaces, groans of unbearable strain emanated.

Yu Lian suddenly understood.

She wasn't killing her own life, but rather the information that was identified as a "foreign object".

The virtual realm is a world of energy and information, an intersection of quantum mechanics and reality. Only here can the information she destroys and eliminates be reflected most directly in her real self.

"Remember, I'm here, I've always been here." He heard another voice in the depths of his being, and he regained control of his body. His subconscious, too, reacted even faster than his conscious mind.

He did not choose to defend himself, nor did he attempt to dodge the attack that was enough to erase the information of his existence.

He knew he couldn't escape it.

In fact, when you choose to reconcile with yourself, there is no need to dodge or resist.

He faced the ripple that annihilated his information, advancing instead of retreating! His empty hands suddenly reached forward and pierced Fei Fei's chest.

Before the girl's ink sword could deny Yu Lian's information, his attack had already pierced through her without any hindrance or hesitation.

Time seemed to stand still forever at that moment.