Above Destiny

Chapter 783 What happened?
Did you buy your title?

If this were said within the association, any master who heard it wouldn't be done until they rolled up their sleeves and utterly destroyed the other party's entire family; otherwise, the matter wouldn't be over.
It's the same even in the deepest, darkest places!
You can attack my morality, my character, and my intentions, but you cannot question my competence.

The curses were too dirty.

There's nothing we can do about it; we can't blame Ji Jue for making personal attacks. It was you, Fernand, who started it!
He's just been intellectually challenged, not actually turned into an idiot!
If it were someone else, after hearing such a bunch of fallacies and heresies, they might believe a little bit of it.

But at this moment, under these circumstances, if one's self-confidence wavers, even just a little, one is already not far from death.

This was Fernán's true purpose: to continuously weaken and attack Ji Jue through the manifestation and power of the Path of Depravity, using every means to make him waver.

Even the slightest agreement with the idea of ​​the path to depravity will lead to being captured by the quagmire created by Fernand, falling into its mire, losing everything in futile struggles, being completely devoured, and then becoming a stepping stone for the other party to go further.

This is the erosion and assimilation of the embers by stagnant decay.

You can fool others, but you can't fool yourself.

The original sin of the embers lies in the artisans' deeply ingrained arrogance and self-righteousness, but the truly important aspect also stems from this. If an artisan cannot even believe in their own principles, and cannot even maintain their own identity, it is only a matter of time before they become mere tools.

To be fair, Fernand's methods were undeniably clever, his intentions undeniably malicious, and his tactics undeniably ruthless... The only problem was that he chose the wrong topic.

All things transform themselves?

If you tell Ji Jue this, he won't be sleepy anymore—in the Seven Cities today, where is there any self-transformation of all things?
The so-called self-transformation of all things no longer exists!
This is complete data fabrication!

From the moment he discovered that Ji Jue was beginning to shake his base and was trying to eliminate Ji Jue and artificially manipulate the outcome, what he wanted naturally ceased to exist!

No, even earlier...

From the moment he personally took charge and started all of this, it was no longer natural.

Perhaps without Fernand, the Seven Cities would still decay, would still get worse and worse, and would still end up like this... But when he personally got involved and took on that crucial role, the natural evolution was already artificially distorted.

If you put it in a lab, the entire experiment, from beginning to end, will be completely fabricated!
Moreover, there is also the interference of Ji Jue.

In just a few months, Ji Jue has laid the foundation for everything in the seven cities, and even Ji Jue himself!

If left unchecked, once the storm passes, the Luo Island fleet, which is already eager to pounce, will be waiting for the Seven Cities. At that time, unifying the Seven Cities and completely transforming the coast will only be a matter of time.

At that time, the foundation for depravity will be completely erased, and everything Fernand has done will become a wedding dress for Jijue.

He assigned the rotten ape to cause trouble for Ji Jue, gathering so many people not even to conquer the Seven Cities, but to restrict Ji Jue. Even if he couldn't kill him, he wanted to prevent Ji Jue from interfering in the changes in the Seven Cities at that crucial juncture.

After intervening once, they intervened a second time, and finally, they gave up on evolution and simply started manipulating things directly.

What kind of "all things transform themselves" is this?
"I despise trash like you the most!"

Ignoring the corrosive influence of the Flames of Depravity, Ji Jue pointed at Fernand's face and began to curse: "You yourself are the biggest stumbling block in the Seven Cities, yet you find reasons to say that this is how things should be, that they are hopeless... Isn't the quagmire they fell into the one you dug out yourself?"

They've left a mess behind their whole lives, and I cleaned it all up in two months. And they still have the nerve to say everything will turn naturally?!

Don't you also see them as tools?

Fernand sneered: "You've never even remembered any of their names. Are you telling me you really consider them your compatriots in times of trouble, your brothers and sisters?"

His answer was a resounding statement.

"What's wrong?!"

Ji Jue raised his head and retorted resolutely, "I never said I was a savior! When did I ever say I came to Seven Cities to do good deeds?"

You, a mere being, actually expect a federal arms dealer to have a conscience?
"Who's the one with the problem?!"

From the very beginning, Ji Jue never concealed his purpose.

The earliest was Xiangzhou, followed by Luodao, and finally the conquest of Qicheng.

What he wanted was to take all of this into his own hands, to turn the entire Seven Cities into a coastal factory, and to make it a source for him to plunder wealth, influence, and power, and to expand and improve productivity!
Ideally, everyone should be tied to the assembly line, working 24/7 in three shifts...

All the money he earned was spent on the internal supermarket. His wife and children all became his employees. After they were born, they went to schools on the coast. After they grew up, they worked on the coast. In the end, they died in their own hospital on the coast!
Ideally, everyone should be inseparable from the coast, and ideally, they should work for me for their entire lives!
“You’re right about one thing, Fernand. I’ve never cared about anything you’ve created, nor have I ever considered them my brothers and sisters. All I need are tools.”

Ji Jue sneered contemptuously: "But who says tools can't have value? Who says tools can't do something?"

Fernand remained silent, staring at him.

Dead.

I tried to find even the slightest trace of lie or hypocrisy in that face and those eyes, but alas, there was none, absolutely none.

He could even sense that, from the very beginning until now, under the erosion and constraints of the Fallen Realm, even now that all his talents and gifts have been stripped away, Ji Jue has not wavered in his resolve!
You can't fool yourself.

Everything he said was true...

This is a complete monster, an absolute exception, who doesn't consider others human, or even himself human...

Naturally, everything is treated as a tool, the value of everyone is measured, and then brought under control and arbitrarily disposed of.

To achieve their goals, they will stop at nothing!

But this isn't some kind of ember at all!
If he closed his eyes, he would almost suspect that the person standing here was another master from the depths of darkness! Perhaps even more sinister than the depths of darkness... He could feel the hidden malice emanating from the other party, a kind of concealed yet sharp aura that made him feel like he had a thorn in his back.

Something that even the deepest abyss could not contain, something that even a craftsman who had fallen into great evil could not tolerate!

In that instant, he smiled silently.

They chose to give up.

No, it wasn't just about giving up on dragging Ji Jue into the abyss; at the same time, it was about making a firm decision.

Without further hesitation or delay, go all out and completely crush the opponent before you!

otherwise……

A cold and sinister premonition clung to his back, finally bringing him to a realization—he might be the one to lose!

In that instant, the sky suddenly changed, and each star, filled with resentment, opened its eyes, reflecting the Dragon Mountain Giant and Ji Jue below.

The entire Fallen Realm of the Seven Cities converged and was applied to Ji Jue, forcibly stripping away all the effects of alchemy and suppressing the cycle.

Immediately afterwards, the ordinary-looking short stick in his hand—the Heavenly Craftsmanship One-Foot Hammer—silently disintegrated, expanded, and revealed its true form.

Two eerie beams of light, bound within layers of seals, collided violently, each collision seemingly causing the entire world to tremble slightly.

The manifestation of the paradox, and the conflict between theory and reality, have been triggered once again.

In the blink of an eye, it overlapped thousands upon thousands of times.

Locking complete!

Then, with all its might, the paradox of disintegrating Ji Jue and the Giant Sword countless times in an instant appeared out of thin air.

Thousands upon thousands of exponential splits engulfed everything.

Even the aftershocks turned the entire block into dust, but even the dust could not remain; under the endless division, it returned to nothingness.

Only a dreamlike, pale expanse surged, rose, and expanded, accompanied by unlimited downward division, frantically expanding and multiplying... Countless petals flew into the sky in the storm, slowly falling as they split, obscuring the shattered firmament and covering the burning earth.

Like a dream.

Hell is adorned as heaven, yet within heaven there is only this endless expanse of pale white, so pure that it inspires fear and despair.

It's hard to breathe.

flower.

The blooming and fading of flowers, the endless expansion, with its immeasurable scale and the sheer number of operations that even theory struggles to hold true, offset the exponential surge in price.

Quantity versus quantity.

Even at the same time, it also skillfully repaired the cracks and scars on Longshan Mountain.

The suppression brought by the Fallen Realm is meaningless. Even if you split yourself more, the erosion and suppression you feel will be stronger. But from beginning to end, there has never been any change or wavering.

She was not within the scope of the Fallen Realm to begin with, and she didn't care about the distortion and burning caused by the stagnant flames of decay.

Amidst the endless cycle of birth and death, it seemed as if blurry eyes were faintly emerging from beside Ji Jue.

Looking down at the creator's disheveled appearance.

Look carefully.

"You're so late, Isis."

Ji Jue sighed softly, deactivated the preheating of the Myriad Engines, canceled the emergency jump, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

You should examine yourself; are your demands too outrageous?

Isis calmly replied: "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. Five days ago, your newly established project—the complete control and invasion of the seven cities—was successfully completed."

In that instant, it sounded like a crisp snap of fingers.

click -

Like a torrential downpour, countless tiny sounds enveloped the entire Seven Cities, echoing throughout the heavens and earth...

Amidst the flames, the ruins, the desolation and chaos, in every corner of the seven cities, on every sentient being, the seeds buried there took root and sprouted.

From hands turned into tools, from bodies fused with equipment, from every stiff, masked smile, from those alienated eyes and hearts…

Pale flowers silently sprouted and grew, appearing on every objectified and distorted person. The brilliantly blooming flowers covered those deformed bodies, concealed their empty pupils, and obscured their numb smiles, making those wretched and broken figures seem to be adorned, breathtakingly beautiful.

Even if beneath this pure beauty lies a cruel control far surpassing the path of stagnation and decay, even if this adornment is by no means a gift from heaven.

For a fleeting moment, this dark world finally revealed its gentleness.

(End of this chapter)