I, the mortal, come from the great world of Xuanhuang

"No matter what you say, you shouldn't exist. You shouldn't have been born into this world in the first place, and you can't deny that, right?"

The woman who spoke was quite beautiful, and she surprised Fang Yu.

He had no recollection of this woman, yet she seemed strangely familiar.

And it was something very familiar, yet I just couldn't remember it, which was really strange.

"who are you?"

Fang Yu couldn't help but ask, because he had never seen this woman before, yet she seemed very familiar to him.

He remembered that this woman should not have appeared in the book, but she was definitely a very powerful being in this world, though he couldn't remember who she was.

Or perhaps he simply didn't know who this woman was due to the limitations of the storyline, but he was certain that the woman before him was an extremely powerful being.

"Who I am? You don't need to know. You only need to know that you need to leave this world. This world doesn't need you to save it, nor does it need you to be its savior. The savior was already chosen. Since we chose him, we will definitely help him become the savior. You should be very clear about this, so stop doing things that seem pointless. Those things may seem like you're trying to resolve the tragedy, but actually, you're trying to control this world. You want to control the entire world, you want to control the entire universe, and you need a legitimate reason. Resolving those tragedies is a very legitimate reason, an extremely legitimate reason. This reason is very legitimate. So you must find a way to change those tragedies. This is a reason that no one can find fault with, after all, nobody wants to have tragedy, nobody wants to see tragedy."

Before the woman could finish speaking, Fang Yu shook his head.

"But you deliberately created this tragedy, no, not just one tragedy, but many tragedies. You could say you deliberately created so many tragedies so that he—my brother—could grow up. And those tragedies shouldn't have happened, shouldn't have occurred, but because of my brother, they had to exist, they had to happen, just so that he could grow up. So you made him experience those tragedies. But why did those tragedies happen? Because of your selfishness. And you have your so-called righteousness, using this so-called righteousness to do these things. This is what it means to stand on the moral high ground and criticize others. Why did you create so many tragedies? Because you know that without so many tragedies, you can't control my brother, you can't make him, or rather, you can't become the controllers of the saviors."

"If you want to become the controllers of the savior, you must control my brother. Because he is the savior you chose and created. Why did you choose him? Because he is easy to control, because he is kind. It is precisely because he is kind enough that he is easy to control, and it is easy for you to deceive him. Really, you are too easy to deceive him. It is precisely because he is too easy to deceive that you chose him to be this savior, because he is not only easy to deceive, but also possesses enough potential, strength, ability, skill, and even his future is predetermined—he is destined to be this savior in the future, and this future must be predetermined." This is something you chose because it's his future. And everything you've done is utterly shameless, utterly shameless. Really, you're incredibly shameless, because those tragedies could have been avoided, yet you chose to use the guise of "training" him. Don't you think you're incredibly shameless? You're utterly shameless, shameless to the core—shameless to the extreme. Even so, I can't criticize you too much, since you have your reasons for what you've done. But even so, I still have to give you a good scolding. If I don't, I won't feel at peace. I'm feeling terrible, don't you think? I'm really upset, and I can't get over this without giving you all a piece of my mind. What you think, how you try to stop me, how you try to stop me—that's your business, it has nothing to do with me. You can stop me, you can prevent me, you can even kill me, if you have the ability. But unfortunately, you don't have that ability, or rather, you have the ability but dare not use it, because you know that if you use this ability, you'll be close to death—you know very well that if I die... "Then my sister behind me will definitely wipe you out. As for how you know all this, that's your own skill, it has nothing to do with me. Anyway, you wouldn't dare to lay a hand on me. If you did, the consequences would be severe. So you have to drive me out. Only by driving me out will you feel at ease and do these things with a clear conscience. As long as I exist, someone will use morality to punish you, or rather, to condemn you, making you feel ashamed. Of course, since you're shameless, you might not feel ashamed. In short, you're afraid my brother will lose control and escape your grasp."

"So what you're trying to do now is kick me out as soon as possible, create a mysterious identity for me, make me feel fear, anticipation, dread, and terror, and then kick me out—that's your idea, that's your intention. But I can only say you're overthinking it. I'm not afraid of ghosts, so why would I be afraid of you shameless bastards? I'm really not afraid of you shameless bastards. You shameless bastards are nothing to me, and you don't frighten me at all. I'm not afraid of anything. Because it's completely unnecessary. If I were afraid of this, I would have been dead long ago. It's precisely because I'm not afraid of this kind of thing that I've been able to live until now. To be honest, the main reason I've been able to live until now is because I have absolutely no fear or dread towards you. So, go back to where you came from, and don't..." Appearing before me will bring you absolutely no benefit. If you appear before me, you will gain nothing, not even the slightest bit. I'm not trying to scare you; I'm just stating the facts. For me, you will gain absolutely nothing. What do you want to do? I know, but it has nothing to do with me, and I won't concern myself with those matters. So, as long as you don't appear before me, we're all fine, no one will bother or disturb anyone. As for the tragedies I want to change, it's truly only because I'm in a bad mood. I have no intention or ambition to save the world or control it. Really, I have neither the intention nor the ambition. If I had that intention or ambition, you would all be dead long ago.”

"For me, ruling your entire world, your entire universe, would be an incredibly easy thing. I'm here only to experience life and resolve tragedies, not to control your entire world. Because controlling your entire world wouldn't benefit me at all; it would only bring a mountain of burdens, which isn't a good thing, and I don't want so many things on my shoulders. I'm someone who doesn't want so much responsibility. Having so many responsibilities forced upon me is incredibly tiring, you know? Nothing is more tiring than that. So, I really don't want to be the savior, and don't think I want to be the savior. For me, the savior title holds absolutely no appeal, not even the slightest bit. Because the price to pay for this responsibility, this task, is simply too high, too high—unimaginably high, truly unimaginable. I could do it with just a thought, so why would I go through all that trouble?"

"Do you think I'm out of my mind? Or did I get my head squeezed by a door? I think unless my head was literally squeezed by a door, how could I possibly do something like this? There's no way I could do it. Really, if I could, I'd be dead by now. But it wasn't you who killed me, you don't have the ability, you don't have the skill. Really, you don't have the ability, you don't have the skill. I'm not belittling you, I'm just stating a fact. I'm really stating a fact. I'm not belittling you or thinking you're incompetent, it's because..." You guys are truly incompetent. I've never looked down on you, because you don't even deserve my contempt. You're utterly useless, absolutely utterly useless. If you had even the slightest bit of use, you wouldn't have resorted to such tricks to deceive me. You think you can just find some random guy to impersonate a mysterious powerful figure and persuade me to leave? Are you out of your minds? Do you really think such a method could fool me? This might fool a three-year-old, but to think you can fool me is pure fantasy, it's simply impossible. I just don't understand why you would even do something so utterly impossible. How could you do something like this? What were you thinking? I just don't understand. Who gave you this terrible idea? Did you really think you could just conjure up some unknown, mysterious powerhouse, say a few things to me, and I'd happily run away from you? Are you kidding me? Do you think I'm that stupid? I'm not a three-year-old. I've lived for ages. How could I possibly be fooled like this? How could I possibly fall for something like this? Don't you even use your brains? Seriously, go fool some kids with this kind of thing. Don't try to fool me. I'm not a child. How can you treat me like one? If it were my sister... My sister treats me like a child, and I accept that; after all, she's my sister, and it's normal for her to treat me like a kid. But who are you to me? You're nobody to me, yet you insist on being so self-righteous and clever, treating me like a child. Don't you think you're incredibly stupid? You're utterly stupid! I've never seen anyone more stupid than you. Seriously, you're so incredibly stupid that I don't even want to talk about it, but I can't stay silent. You're so stupid that if I don't say anything, you'll become even more stupid, which wouldn't do us any good. So, I've decided to tell you something, to make you understand that you shouldn't be so stupid.”

"But I doubt you'll ever understand, you won't get any smarter, you'll just keep trying to find new ways to get rid of me. Honestly, is it even worth it? Absolutely not. Really, what you're doing is completely pointless. You can't get rid of me, you simply can't. You don't have the ability, the skill, the strength. Getting rid of me is actually very simple, just destroy me, but you don't have the guts. You don't have the guts, yet you want to get rid of me? Aren't you joking? Aren't you fooling people? This is something that's impossible, yet you insist it will happen, that you can do it. It's a complete joke, okay? It's wishful thinking, doing something utterly impossible. To be honest, you're really doing something that makes people..." Knowing how to evaluate things is something you can't do, you're incapable of doing, and you're unlikely to be able to do. In this situation, you should obediently do as I say, do as I instruct, and don't try to stop me from changing those tragedies, because if you do, your fate won't be much better. I'm not trying to scare you; I'm telling you a truth, a fact, a fact you absolutely must know. If you don't know, then it proves one thing: your heads have been squeezed by a door. Really, unless your heads have been squeezed by a door, you should know that what I'm saying is true. I hope your heads haven't been squeezed by a door; that would be good for us all, truly good for us all. Also, beautiful lady, you're quite attractive. (End of Chapter)