Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Hongyu was completely dazed by now. He looked increasingly confused, as if he really had never thought about these things before. He began to tremble .”Could it be… I was really wrong?”

“I don’t know if you were wrong, but…” Shen Ying lowered her voice and continued, “All your theories must gel well with reality, right? Weren’t you one of the earliest gods? You have never gone through Samsara, have you? See… if you haven’t done it before, how can you say it’s not good?”

“…”

Shen Ying patted his almost transparent body. “The saying is good – you can only truly understand if you experience it yourself. Why not you enter Samsara before you conclude?”

“I-”

He was even more troubled by now, but he no longer looked as helpless as he did earlier. Although there were things he still could not figure out, his soul was no longer splitting into specks of light.

Meng Po was nearly bursting with excitement next to them. She quickly waved her hands, transforming Hongyu into a beam of light which shone right into the River of Forgetfulness. He had entered Samsara.

“That’s not bad – your persuasion skills have improved!” The corners of Lonemoon’s lips twitched as he nudged Shen Ying.

“Father Niu, you have taught me well!”

“Pui!” He never taught her anything like that.

“Sect Master, you are indeed awesome!” Meng Po grabbed Shen Ying’s hand excitedly. “Actually, to this world, every single soul is important. If he refused to enter Samsara and had his soul dissipate as a result, that would have meant a lot of trouble for me.”

“Without the Samsara, would the living beings in the Three Realms really enjoy eternal life?” Lonemoon asked.

Meng Po shook her head. “Actually, all living beings have a limit to their lives in this world. If they stay for too long, they would disintegrate slowly. If they stay even longer, their souls might even dissipate. The training that immortals and gods go through can only strengthen the soul so that it holds up for a little longer. The River of Forgetfulness, however, can strengthen one’s soul by returning it too its original state. Without the Samsara, before long, there will be no more living beings in the Three Realms, much less eternal life.”

So that’s the case. She should have just told the Elderly Hongyu in the first place.

“I’ve already returned to my original form. I can no longer interfere with matters in the Three Realms, so it was not for me to explain it,” Xuan Tong added after seeing Lonemoon’s expression.

Lonemoon looked around. “Oh right, where’s the Godfiend? He led me to you. Now that I’ve found you, he can make his appearance, right?”

“Of course I’m here!” The moment Lonemoon finished speaking, a voice filled the air and a familiar figure landed in front of the group.

“It’s been a long time, you both.” The Godfiend was smiling kindly at them. “I have to thank the two of you for locating Meng Po. Now there can be peace in the Three Realms.”

“Enough of that nonsense. We have found her. It’s time for you to tell us how the two worlds can be merged, right?” Lonemoon asked anxiously.

“Of course,” the Godfiend answered, grinning. He raised his ends and a scroll appeared in front of them. “This is the technique to open up the gate between the two world. Once you figure this technique out, you can return to your own world.”

Lonemoon received the scroll. He had not thought that the Godfiend would hand over the solution to them so easily. He had already been away from his original world for too long. If not for Shen Ying’s appearance, he would have left everything in that world behind.

“All I have to do is set up an array?” Shen Ying glanced at the scroll curiously. “We don’t need an entry pass?”

“An entry pass?” The Godfiend paused, not understanding what she meant. A moment later, he said, “A huge amount of God Power is needed to connect the two worlds. One must open the the gates in the Divine Realm.” He waved his hand once again and two exits appeared. “These are the exits to the immortal realm and the divine realm. I hope that the two of you will consider very carefully which door you walk through.”

Shit, he knew it would not be so easy. He could only choose one or the other.

“You mean to say that once we choose one, we cannot go through the other?” Shen Ying narrowed her eyes.

The Godfiend paused and immediately grinned. “Well… of course you can. It’s just that the Transmigration Array needs a long time to be activated, and activating it consumes cultivation. It would take at least a Supreme Divinity to activate that array.”

“Oh.” Shen Ying scanned the Godfiend from head to toe. Something flashed in her eyes, but she did not ask anymore questions.

“Then we will first go to the Divine World,” Lonemoon answered quickly. In any case, Chef was still there. It would not be too late for them to research into the array then.

“Since that’s the case, the two of you can walk through the exit on the right to enter the Divine World.” The Godfiend pointed toward their right.

Lonemoon and Shen Ying exchanged a look before walking toward the exit on the right. Meng Po suddenly cried out behind them.

“Sect Master…”

“Huh?” The two of them instinctively turned around.

Meng Po paused. An unexplainable expression flashed across her face as her hands trembled by her side. Grinning widely, she said, “Sect Master, Elder Lonemoon, I… Can I still go back to the Invincible Sect to visit you?”

Lonemoon frowned and nodded. “Yes!” Even though she was no longer Shortie.

“Thank… Thank you.” her smile deepened, yet it did not reach her eyes. It was almost as if she was hiding something. “Goodbye, Sect Master! Goodbye, Elder!”

The only disciple they had who was interested in sword cultivation was gone. Lonemoon sighed, turned around and started to step through the door once again.

“Wait!” Shen Ying grabbed him and pulled him back. She turned around and glanced at Meng Po, who was still looking at them longingly. She turned to the Godfiend next to her. After a moment, she said, “Godfiend, this exit… is not the Plane Gate right?”

“…”

The moment she finished speaking, there was a white flash of light behind her. The entrance, through which Lonemoon had already stuck one foot, started moving toward them. It almost looked like the door was going to swallow them whole. They faintly caught a panicked expression at the corner of their eyes.

Then, the two of them found themselves in an entirely different environment. A passionate voice accompanied by the sound of birds chirping travelled toward them.

“Do either of you need a taxi? It’s the lowest price in the entire city. Which hotel do you want to go to?” A middle-aged man walked across the pedestrian crossing toward them and asked. “From the way you’re dressed in ancient clothing, I’m guessing you just got off work?”

Shen Ying: “…”

Lonemoon: “…”

This is… the modern world!

Son of a b*tch!

——————

One month later.

“I’ve seen it. There isn’t any array in the scroll that the Godfiend gave me. It’s completely empty.”

“Oh.”

“He did this on purpose. From the beginning, he wanted to send us back here once we found Meng Po.”

“Yes.”

“This bastard, kicking us to the curb after he finished using us. He still dared to act as though he was keeping to his promise under the Heavenly Dao. Now, I’ve finally figured things out. He’s of the same level as the Heavenly Dao itself. Any promise made by him is of no effect whatsoever.”

“Oh.” Shen Ying tapped on her keyboard as she drank a gulp of her Coca Cola.

“What’s more, I already spent hundreds of years in that realm, yet only four or five days have passed in this world. The time difference is way too big.”

“Oh.” Shen Ying raised her head to look at him in the eye. Then, she sighed, “So… you came to look for me about this?”

“Of course not!” His expression darkened. “I went back to the office these few days and found out something.”

He picked up Shen Ying’s iPad somberly and played a video before placing it in front of her face.

“Look at this!”