Chapter 153: Past Dust and Old Memories, Myriad-Age Dream! (4k)

Chapter 153: Past Dust and Old Memories, Myriad-Age Dream! (4k)

A water-blue star lay ahead, beautiful and crystalline, like a blue diamond set against the backdrop of the cosmos.

Shaohua stood outside the domain, quietly gazing down.

The original Earth was vast, appearing to ordinary eyes as a mere blue gem among the stars.

To her, however, it was a grand Dao Star, densely covered with Dao patterns and countless runes, far more expansive and profound than the Northern Dipper.

Innumerable arrays overlapped, towering mountains soared into the sky, and great peaks stretched endlessly into the boundless heavens.

Even a Great Sage could only sense something amiss, but could not truly penetrate its essence.

But Shaohua's eyes were not deceived; some of these arrays were even her own work.

Time flew by, and she had been in this world for 280,000 years. Looking back, what had she lost, and what had she gained?

In her past lives, she often visited this place, mostly to enter the Kunlun Immortal Mountain.

She had also walked across this star, emerging from the Hangu Pass, repairing the Star Path, and sending an avatar to unearth the Virtue Celestial Elder, completing the Nine Secrets.

After that, she rarely came here, the last time being when Di Zun attacked, taking Wushi and her father, leaving only the Green Cauldron in Kunlun.

Throughout it all, she had rarely truly observed or changed this ancient star.

Not only because she knew it hid a great being, but also because it held deep significance for her, filled with many concerns and thoughts.

It was too similar to her former homeworld, almost identical.

"Earth", she narrowed her phoenix eyes, her gaze somewhat distant.

"Did you bring me here just to indulge in your own musings?" A cold voice interrupted her thoughts. Hate Being, expressionless, spoke.

Just now, this person had suddenly brought her and the Dao Gu Child into the Desolate-Ancient Forbidden Land, then dragged them here.

"You should be familiar with this place as well", Shaohua snapped back to reality, turning to her.

Hate Being remained silent; how could she not know this place?

But for her, it was the site of her greatest sorrow. She had come here once and never returned.

"I need an explanation." Hate Being frowned. If not for their mutual respect, she would have already attacked.

Her brother had met his end here, a grave taboo for her.

"Let's pay our respects first. I know you miss him, and so does the Dao Gu Child. Since we're here, we should visit him", Shaohua bent down, gently picking up the little one.

They looked at each other for a long time, but ultimately did not argue, walking side by side into the Kunlun Mountains.

The majestic Kunlun, vast and grand, spanned the six directions, pressing down on the eight corners of the world, boundless and infinite.

Mighty mountains lay like sleeping dragons, sprawling across the land, majestic and awe-inspiring, the ancestor of all mountains, the root of all peaks, reaching the limits of this world.

"The Emperor Array has come to life", Hate Being's eyes narrowed, shooting out two sharp beams of divine light, piercing through the great array of Kunlun. She was always straightforward.

"I once lived here for a long time, imbuing it with more spirit", Shaohua shook her head, waving her sleeve to quickly repair the array.

They arrived at a cliff, where a Blood-Robe floated, undecayed despite the passage of time. Beside it stood a monument, glowing brightly.

On the Blood-Robe, a short and hurried message was visible: "I am dying, but what about my sister?"

Hate Being's steps grew heavier, and even the Dao Gu Child in Shaohua's arms froze, tears welling up in her eyes.

In the past, Hate Being had been devastated here, her cry of sorrow causing eight of the nine moons in the sky to fall.

Her hair flew wildly, tears streaming down her face, causing the heavens and earth to collapse, and stars to be shattered, forging the monument.

Driven by her obsession, if given the choice, she would have gladly given up her world-renowned cultivation to return to that time and be with her brother.

The glory of being an emperor meant nothing to her compared to the joy and bitterness of their childhood. Even if she were invincible, she could not reclaim the past.

She stood there for a long time, then continued on. Shaohua, seeing this, quickly dismantled the array. In this state, Hate Being would ignore anything, crushing anything in her path.

Further ahead, another small star region appeared, brilliant and dazzling, also her creation, used to protect the traces left by her brother.

"I am dying, who can help me take care of my sister?"

"Divine blood, demon blood, and buddhist blood have all been poured onto it, and soon it will be my turn. Death is not a problem, but who can help me look after my sister? She is too young, and I cannot bear the thought of leaving her."

"Ah", Shaohua sighed, hugging the little one who was about to cry herself to sleep.

What a sincere and touching bond.

Once, Shaohua had planned to do something similar, letting Wushi experience the pain of losing a loved one, but she softened when she saw his tears.

Only the most genuine emotions could unleash the greatest power, as seen in Hate Being and the chaos of the ancient era.

Deception was not something she could do, especially to her own younger brother. It was not just a test of Wushi's feelings for his family, but also a test of her own endurance. She could not bear it, let alone a child.

Seeing this scene now, Shaohua was glad she had not gone through with it.

"Why did you bring me here?" After a long while, Hate Being finally calmed down, resuming her usual cold demeanor as she questioned Shaohua by the Immortal Cultivation Pool.

If she did not receive a satisfactory answer, she would not let it go easily.

"Do you believe in reincarnation and the afterlife?" Shaohua countered.

"What do you mean?" Hate Being's brows furrowed, her aura nearly solidifying.

"In the afterlife, belief is everything. Through the ages, two similar flowers will eventually bloom, a thousand-year glance, one withers while the other blooms."

Shaohua looked at the white-clad beauty and continued, "A thousand years from now, a similar flower will bloom on this star."

"Really?!" Hate Being's eyes sparkled.

"Just a similar flower; whether it is the same person is uncertain", Shaohua shook her head.

Hate Being fell silent, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I will wait, not for immortality, but to wait for him to return in this mortal world", she said firmly, as if making a vow.

"If you can reach the highest realm, nothing will be an obstacle, and all past regrets can be mended", Shaohua said, unable to resist adding.

"There will be a day, but before that, I want to see that similar flower. I hope you are not lying to me."

Hate Being had a look of determination, ready to strike if deceived. Shaohua did not doubt this.

They left Kunlun, and Hate Being left the Dao Gu Child on the ground, sitting on the moon to wait.

She pushed open the long-sealed Moon Palace, a relic left by one of Shaohua's avatars, and took it over without hesitation.

Shaohua, on the other hand, headed east, ascending Mount Tai, casting spells and seals, and invoking the Supreme Great Divine Power to trace back the origins.

With a thunderous boom, the heavens seemed to be overturned, piercing through countless figures, from the ancient past to the mythic era, and finally forcefully entering another age.

It was the chaotic ancient era.

At that time, Mount Tai was not as it is now, but vast and majestic, dwarfing the sun, moon, and stars, floating in the universe, not on any star.

Then, she saw a figure standing atop Mount Tai, his aura indescribable, severing the mountain, the grandest part flying into the sky, becoming the Heaven-Burying Island.

"The Wasteland Emperor!" Shaohua exclaimed, this was merely a trace of the past, not a true return through the river of time.

She sensed that she would one day meet the unparalleled Wasteland Emperor.

Of course, she might also travel back in time to witness the chaotic ancient era.

The Hate Being on the moon was startled, casting a glance, and upon seeing Shaohua, let out a light hum and looked away.

Hate Being knew that Shaohua had brought her here as a side task, clearly having something else to do.

Soon, Shaohua found the Dao Gu Child, unwilling to be as heartless as someone else.

Such a cute and well-behaved little girl was too lovable.

But three years later, the Dao Gu Child suddenly turned into a rainbow and left, making Shaohua grind her teeth.

"Hate Being, you went too far!" she pointed to the sky.

The only response was a faint, cold hum.

"You are waiting for someone, and I want to witness the changes of the Myriad-Age Epochs. Past dust and old memories, Myriad-Age Dream", Shaohua sighed, walking alone among the mountains and rivers.

The Myriad-Age Dream was a theoretical path, extremely dangerous. Imagine who would dare to spend their entire life in a dream?

It was too terrifying, easily trapping oneself, and no one would risk it, unsure if they could return to reality.

Hate Being had once walked a similar path, meeting her brother in a dream, nearly dissipating her essence and struggling to return.

Now, Shaohua also wanted to experience the Myriad-Age Dream, but it was different. She would not fall into a deep sleep, but rather dream of her past memories, not the countless cycles of rebirth.

Dream back to that homeland.

Perhaps after reaching the lowest point, the Earth's essence began to surge again, after tens of thousands of years of decline.

Of course, it also benefited from Shaohua's efforts, letting the Kunlun Mountains nourish the Earth.

With the greater universe gradually reviving, a cultivation pure land was created, giving rise to many heavenly prodigies, a flourishing era.

To keep history on track, she once sent two avatars, Hengyu and Xukong, to become the divine farmers and the Yellow Emperor.

Shaohua always liked to change things, guiding them to a better path, but this time, she hoped for less change, secretly pushing and maintaining the balance.

This was not out of fear of losing a certain Heavenly Emperor Ye, but to witness the Myriad-Age Epochs of this similar yet different Earth.

She had changed enough already, and this was no exception.

Other buried imperial bodies were also reviving, participating in this era, making it the true Emperor-Burying Star compared to the Northern Dipper.

Shaohua witnessed and participated in this historical process, even descending as the Nine Heavens Nüwa and walking the earth, known as Donghuang Taiyi.

She had seen Rongchengshi and Chisongzi fight powerful enemies from other domains seeking the Kunlun Mountains; she had seen Yan Huang and Chi You vie for supremacy.

Rongchengshi obtained some opportunities in the Kunlun Mountains and later defeated the Lord of the Divine Court in the depths of the stars, with the Vermilion Bird being grabbed by Shaohua.

There was a great archer named Da Yi, who shot down nine golden crows, attracting a Quasi-Emperor old golden crow, which then joined her.

She had helped Dayu control the floods, witnessed the Hundred Schools of Thought, and walked through ancient times, from the Xia, Shang, and Zhou dynasties to the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, and the Qin, Han, Three Kingdoms, Jin, Northern and Southern Dynasties, Sui, Tang, Five Dynasties, Song, Yuan, and Ming.

The flow of history, like a mighty river, carried countless past events far away.

"Thousands of years later, the zither and lute play in harmony, and the ancient legends are forgotten by few", Shaohua closed her book and looked out the window.

This Earth, so similar yet different, was ultimately just a memory of the past.

"Is this not a Myriad-Age Dream?" She smiled, taking off her silver-rimmed glasses.

She walked into the courtyard, lifting her long, white neck, basking in the gentle sunlight, and a sound of breaking shackles seemed to come from within her.

There was no grand commotion, no extraordinary phenomena, only the ordinary, breaking through under the warm spring sun.

It was all a matter of timing.

"Big sister, what's wrong?" A cute little girl ran out, sensing something, and looked up with wide eyes.

This was the Dao Gu Child, whom Shaohua teasingly called "Hate Being."

She had found her again.

Of course, it was more likely that Hate Being had intentionally done this, as her neighbor was now the Ye family.

"Nothing, go play with your brother Ye Fan next door", Shaohua pinched the little one's cheeks, smiling wider.

Yes, Ye Fan was still a little kid next door.

Age-wise, it was a perfect match, a reunion of siblings, a story of completeness.

Anyway, she felt that the person on the moon was also happy, or else why would they tolerate her raising a daughter?

After all, by age, she should call Hate Being "sister."

"Sister Shaohua, I want to hear more stories today!" Soon, the neighbor's kid ran over.

"Since I'm in a good mood, I'll tell you the story of Da Yi Shooting the Suns", Shaohua, not disappointing the child, picked up a white cat and began the tale.

She glanced at the birdcage hanging from the eaves, where a black crow was lying lifelessly.

Yes, she also kept a red rooster in her yard, which crowed every morning and loved pecking people, the eternal nemesis of the neighbor's kid.

"Are there really gods in the world?" Ye Fan asked, filled with longing after hearing the story.

Shaohua tapped his head, speaking with a(End of Chapter)

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