Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 557 Better to die!
Thinking about this, Lü Yang gained a deeper understanding of the "pseudo-history".

This fabricated history is practically a massive platform for causal deduction, capable of predicting the future and then applying it to reality!

It was just like—

'【The Book of a Hundred Generations】.'

Of course, in terms of sheer power, the "Book of a Hundred Generations," which can be truly reopened, has already transcended this and is far superior to this "pseudo-history."

However, the results are very similar.

'Using the [Book of a Hundred Generations] is like restarting my personal history; I can know much information I didn't know before, thereby changing the future.'

'And within this fabricated history, I can similarly use it to predict future events and gather intelligence, though not as accurately as if I were to recreate it myself, it's still a reference. In fact, that's probably what 'Angxiao' did back then!'

Even pseudo-history has another advantage.

That is to strip the original essence of those who fabricate history, and use the possibilities of the future on themselves, so that they can ensure that they will definitely reach a certain future.

Even the Book of a Hundred Generations cannot achieve this!
After all, the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes is simply a restart, and each time you make a different decision, the future will be different due to the butterfly effect.

'That's practically cheating!'

Thinking of this, Lü Yang was immediately furious. After all, he hated two types of people the most: one was those who were cheating and wouldn't listen to reason at all!

What? I'm the one cheating?

That’s okay!

Lu Yang took a deep breath, regained his composure, and looked at Hong Tian, ​​only to see that Hong Tian had also finished thinking and was looking up at him as well.

The next second, he bowed respectfully.
"I must thank you for clearing up my doubts this time. If it weren't for your guidance, I would probably not even know how I died, which would have been truly frustrating."

"As for how to break the deadlock..."

At this point, Hong Tian chuckled and said, "While it may not be enough to completely break the deadlock, there are still ways to buy me time to seek gold."

"Oh?" Lu Yang's eyes lit up slightly upon hearing this.

However, Hongtian remained silent, clearly not intending to reveal anything.

Lu Yang had no intention of asking. After all, even if Hong Tian revealed it, who knew if it was true or false? It would be better to wait until he asked for the gold, then everything would naturally become clear.

"In that case, I congratulate you on your success."

Lu Yang stood up with a flick of his sleeve and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist, you may leave this body behind. If you wish to communicate with me, you only need to awaken it with your magic power."

Hong Tian nodded upon hearing this and smiled.
"No delivery."

Having severed the connection with the [puppet], inland at the Zouyu Ruins, Lü Yang opened his eyes, stepped out of his secluded meditation room, and looked up at the sun and moon in the sky.

In the "pseudo-history," due to the existence of Hongtian, the "Heavenly Fire" also manifests in the world, hanging high in the sky, reflecting a scene of the sun and moon shining together.

Strangely, it didn't react to Lü Yang at all.

Moreover, according to Lü Yang's perception, the so-called "Heavenly Fire" was actually somewhat illusory, like the moon in the water or a flower in a mirror, and did not actually exist.

'Pseudo-history is ultimately different from the real world.'

The same applies to the people here.

Suo Lan, who was killed by Suo Huan before, simply vanished into thin air after his death. Otherwise, he would have been thinking of trying to refine him into a banner spirit and put him into the Myriad Spirits Banner.

'And Hongtian.'

Now that things have come to this, Lü Yang has a vague understanding of the Holy Sect's ancestor's intentions.

'He wants me to see a preview of a fabricated history!'

'Otherwise, there's no way to explain my timely arrival. It's like a stage play; I just walked in, and Hongtian was already preparing to seize power.'

after all--

'Is the only flaw in one's spiritual cultivation, resulting in the demotion and exile, evidenced by the meteorological phenomenon [Heavenly Fire], these two pitfalls?'

This is not because Lü Yang looks down on the Daoist Master of the Dao Court.

Rather, it was because although the pit was indeed very large, Hong Tian was not without options; he was not at a dead end and was clearly not doomed.
'So... there must be something even bigger!' With this thought in mind, Lü Yang lowered his eyelids, concealing the turbulent emotions in his eyes.

'I don't know. I'm certain there's an even bigger hole out there, but I don't know it! That's the trouble, that's the crux of the problem!'

Then, he thought of Hongtian and sighed inwardly.

He had previously considered helping Hongtian seek gold, and then killing him at the last moment, thus ensuring a certainty of success in seeking the gold.

However, he has now come to a realization:
'In this fabricated history, perhaps from the very beginning there was no possibility of Hongtian successfully obtaining gold; it was a doomed situation!'

Inside the Zangji Hall.

As Lü Yang lost consciousness, the marionette also fainted and collapsed to the ground. Hong Tian casually put it away while staring blankly ahead.

Just then, a voice suddenly came:
"Do you have doubts?"

Hongtian smiled upon hearing this: "I suppose so, Yama. What do you think the outside world we've deduced will look like? What kind of scene will it be like?"

After a moment of silence, the voice came again:

"If you want to know, just go out and see for yourself."

Hongtian sighed, "It's difficult to get out. There are people who don't want us to leave. I suspect the Celestial Court has something to do with them; they might know more secrets."

"Don't think too much."

His voice was firm and resolute: "You just need to focus all your efforts on proving [Heavenly Fire]. Once you've proven it, the road ahead will naturally be clear."

"That's the problem."

Hongtian exhaled a deep breath and said, "That outsider never intended to kill me, unlike that mysterious True Monarch from last time."

"This isn't right."

Hong Tian frowned slightly: "According to my speculation, outsiders kill us in order to seize something, which seems to be related to our future."

"That mysterious True Monarch killed [Ling Xiao] for this very reason last time."

"And this outsider, this Lü Yang, has a cultivation level similar to mine, and like me, he seeks the [Heavenly Fire]. He is extremely similar to me."

"In that case, my future should be very useful to him."

"After all, it's possible for me to succeed in seeking gold, especially since I just spoke frankly to him, saying that I have a way to solve the Celestial Court's troubles."

But he remained unmoved.

"Is it because he fears the power behind me? Impossible. This person is clearly deeply entrenched in demonic influence and would never abandon his schemes against me over such a trivial matter."

"unless."

At this point, Hongtian looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with melancholy:

"He was convinced that even if I could resolve the Celestial Court's troubles, I would still die, so seizing the future that was related to me would be meaningless to him."

After the words were spoken, the [Hall of Hidden Mechanisms] fell silent.

After a long while, a voice finally came: "So? You're giving up?"

“Retracing the path of the [Covering the Lamp] is an easy way for you to return to your original position with your cultivation level. You could choose to stay here and cultivate in peace.”

"Quiet meditation?"

Upon hearing this, Hongtian grinned and said, "Ever since the World Honored One attained enlightenment, we have been unable to even go beyond the heavens. We can only sit here and be trapped, which is called cultivating in peace."

"In my opinion, it is a life of debauchery and decadence."

"If you want me to do that..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong ambition suddenly appeared in Hongtian's eyes, like a caged bird gazing at the boundless sky.

"I'd rather die!"

(End of this chapter)