Chapter 874 - 339: The Desire to Hear
"No one can disrupt this great order! Anyone who creates chaos will eventually be crushed by fate!"
Haotian’s final cry echoed through the entire void space before his death.
However, compared to his previous composure, this cry seemed so lacking in confidence.
Since Fan Wubing first met him, Haotian always gave him the impression that everything was under control.
Until the "Three Life Stages," a "secret" beyond understanding and impossible to glimpse, planted unease in his heart. For a world-will of a master level, unease meant chaos. If he couldn’t grasp everything, it meant he couldn’t grasp anything at all.
So, rather than a cry, it was more like a powerless frustration.
Mastering the Three Thousand Great Dao, with body, soul, and will all reaching their peak, Fan Wubing was truly invincible in the world.
Time was etched in his bones, and he carried the will of all beings in his heart.
In the moment he killed Haotian, he became fully enlightened, understanding everything about this Small Thousand World.
He could completely become the new Heavenly Dao, the ruler of the world.
But he knew that only the will of the beings could create the Heavenly Dao that the beings truly needed.
But before that, he had to repair and mend this broken world.
Fan Wubing looked back at the Celestial Court that fell into the void and was completely obliterated. He stood where he was, unable to come to his senses for a long time.
After the success of slaying the heavens, what he felt was not satisfaction; instead, there was an emptiness inside.
Because he knew, he was still imprisoned within the shackles of fate.
The Destiny Dao, which could easily ignore all his abilities and impose a punishment upon him, was like a sword hanging over his head, uncertain when it would fall.
Nor did he know what impact it would have when it fell.
Peach Blossoms circled around him and said,
"Stop looking, it’s over."
Fan Wubing’s eyes were vacant,
"Is it really over?"
Peach Blossoms rubbed against his face,
"I know what you’re worried about. But that’s for later. At least for now, we should take a good rest. You’re too tired."
Peach Blossoms was right.
After going through so much in such a short time, Fan Wubing was now very fatigued. This weariness, which was neither physical nor of the soul, but of willpower, could not be easily recovered and required rest.
Fan Wubing felt somewhat unsettled. Haotian’s last words still slightly wavered his determined heart.
Seeing him silent, Peach Blossoms said,
"You’re just like you were before."
"How so?"
Peach Blossoms slowly rotated,
"In the previous world. Didn’t you like that Baili Yao Yue? Clearly, the two of you were mutually attracted, held hands, hugged, kissed, and even rolled in bed together—"
Fan Wubing was speechless. Peach Blossoms always spoke so bluntly. He already began to miss the shy, obedient, and understanding Peach Blossoms from before she was complete.
"But why couldn’t you two actually be together?" Peach Blossoms said, "You used to worry about this and that, distressing yourself with endless struggles. In the end, you didn’t even leave a message and just left her. If I were her, I’d really chase you to the ends of the earth."
"That’s because..." Fan Wubing wanted to explain, but didn’t know what to say.
"Can’t say it out loud, can you? At that time, if you were willing to discuss with her and make a decision together, it definitely wouldn’t have ended with parting ways." Peach Blossoms said, "You always like to struggle alone."
"Your criticism is right." Fan Wubing nodded, admitting his fault.
"And that matter with your senior sister!" Peach Blossoms said, "Although I didn’t experience the time you two relied on each other, I’m sure she absolutely didn’t want you to sacrifice yourself for her preservation. But you... sigh, it’s all in the past. Better to focus on the present."
Fan Wubing laughed and said,
"You really sound like you know what you’re talking about."
"What do you mean by ’sound like’!"
"Hahaha..."
One person and one sword, leaving the place of the Heavenly Dao, returning to the world.
...
"He succeeded!"
Yushan Daoist, unable to contain the joy in his heart, said excitedly.
Fan Wubing’s announcement as the Will of All Beings echoed unceasingly through the sky.
Divine Phoenix Celestial Venerable still showed no emotional fluctuation, lightly nodding her head.
She knew it wasn’t over yet.
Yushan Daoist’s spirits lifted, speaking loudly,
"Next is to reconstruct the world, creating a new order!"
Divine Phoenix Celestial Venerable turned her head to look at him,
"You said... a new order?"
Yushan Daoist paused,
"What’s wrong?"
Divine Phoenix Celestial Venerable walked a few steps forward,
"It is precisely the ultimate order that created the existence of the shackles of fate. More than order, what this world needs is freedom."
"But freedom without the guidance of order, can it still be called freedom? It’s more likely to be chaos."
"You’re right, but the world has been imprisoned by the ultimate order for too long, like a chess piece in the hands of the Heavenly Dao, manipulating everything in the world. People have grown accustomed to being bound by this ultimate order. So, more than a new order, what’s needed is more extensive freedom."
Yushan Daoist somewhat understood,
"Breaking before rebuilding?"
"Yes. There’s no rush to discipline the people; give them time to adapt. A prairie scorched by fire needs a chance for wild growth."
Yushan Daoist seriously nodded.
In today’s world, the White Jade Capital clearly can no longer dominate the Cultivation Realm’s order; Wenxin Heaven is the only one qualified.
Divine Phoenix Celestial Venerable’s words were also admonishing Wenxin Heaven not to follow in the footsteps of the White Jade Capital.
Not to attempt managing the affairs of the Cultivation Realm with methods used for governing secular nations.