Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1410 - 642: The Value of Emotion (Part 2)

The gentle man's voice continued, "Your ideas aren't quite friendly, octopus? Is that an animal?"

Master Wang awkwardly smiled, "Eh, it's a sea creature, often revered as a god by ignorant fishermen."

"A god?"

The person sighed lightly.

It slowly swam to Wang Jixuan's side, gradually bowing its head, exuding an emotion called sorrow.

"Once upon a time, I too was a god, worshiped and adored by my people. I helped them expel illness and extend their lives."

It whispered:

"But somehow, one day they came to hate me, toppled my statue, and attempted to feast on my flesh.

"I did nothing wrong, just kept doing what I've always done since ancient times.

"This makes me very sad."

Wang Jixuan blinked, "Maybe it's not that you did wrong, but rather you're out of sync with the times?"

It was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "You are indeed wise, able to directly pinpoint the crux of the issue."

Wang Jixuan smiled awkwardly, "There are just a few scenarios: gods being overthrown are either due to tyrannical exploitation, lack of ability to protect their wealth leading to coveting by others, or failing to match the times' rules. You being here must be a Daluo Golden Immortal, and your aura is very gentle, no one can be deceived by it, so it must be the third case... we are integrated."

It laughed heartily, the laughter full of cheer.

"Talking with you is very enjoyable, I'm called Qi."

"I'm Wang Jixuan, but you can call me Wang Zheng, the name given by my parents."

Wang Jixuan sighed lightly:

"Looking back now, I realize that my regret in life was not being able to fulfill filial duties to my parents.

"At that time, cultivation was considered the top priority.

"But now, suddenly, I feel that what I pursued before was merely an obsession, a self-imposed goal used to repeatedly chastise myself to derive happiness from gradually achieving it.

"I might call it, self-abuse."

It was again stunned, lowering its head in contemplation.

This 'man' with the lower half of an octopus and the upper half of a beautiful woman hummed softly, "Then according to you, are we seeking self-abuse?"

"Not quite, I think it should be discussed in two parts."

"Two parts? Which two parts?"

The man paused in his words, frowned, and looked towards the distance.

A few strange shadows approached.

They were surrounded by various twisted lights, spirits and Tao mostly integrated, now looking at Wang Jixuan with somewhat vacant eyes.

"They also want to talk to you," Mr. Octopus whispered, "I've conveyed too much joy and a touch of surprise, they came over following the scent."

Master Wang froze for a moment.

He immediately thought of something.

In the high-dimensional world they encountered, currency was emotion.

Emotion?

Wang Jixuan didn't understand, but he faintly felt that if he continuously emitted emotions, joy, sorrow, etc., perhaps he could receive some unforeseeable feedback.

What is the point of doing this? 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Wang Jixuan smirked.

If one always pondered the point before acting, it would be too exhausting.

He was dead.

"Everyone, please sit," Wang Jixuan patted the grass beside him.

Here was his turf, the appearance of this place was also conceived by him.

"We can chat about anything. While I still retain lucid memories, I can share some interesting, fun, or never-heard stories with you."

These shadows sat quietly beside him.

Soon, more shadows appeared, among them beasts, birds, insects, plants, but mostly fused with Tao, maintaining basic human forms.

Wang Jixuan never imagined.

The cultural heritage of Yina Civilization and Earth Civilization has become his most important asset now.

They crave to experience ordinary human emotions.

...

Beside Wang Jixuan's body.

Over a dozen shadows paced back and forth, pondering deeply.

One mumbled 'how to manage emotion,' another thought 'how to communicate with Jixuan.'

Mu Dan's main consciousness was no longer here; she rushed back to the computational cluster, frantically calculating how to cut into the boundary between void and existence, to find that monster.

The two most leisurely ones present were Bai Gu and Feng Zheng.

Bai Gu had a punchable face of knowing everything yet unable to disclose.

Feng Zhengze was much simpler—in this realm, his cultivation wasn't particularly high, nor did he know much, only able to boost average aesthetics; having too many thoughts was futile.

[The effect of crafting stories isn't good, so why not share my own story?]

This line of text appeared from Mu Dan's projector.

Seeing it, the crowd didn't react much, continuing to ponder how they could assist Wang Jixuan.

Meanwhile.

Near the border dominated by God Slaughter Palace's domain, in a great swamp.

Po Luo's carriage was parked here.

It floated in the center of the swamp, feeling the gentle Water Spirit, one half facing the waterbed and the other facing the sky.

Not far from Po Luo, within a lone boat, Zhi Hui offering everything to Po Luo, was undergoing metamorphosis.

Po Luo had decided to let Zhi Hui live again.

This wasn't a reward for Zhi Hui but his interest in observing how Zhi Hui would face herself with no enemies, no obsession, just full of filthy memories.

That must be very interesting.

Several streaks of light darted over, hovering above the water, bowing simultaneously.

"Lord!"

Cang Ze stepped forward quickly to report:

"Subordinate explored! Experts gathered in God Slaughter Palace, Thousand Generation Alliance utilizing the characteristics of their large array, relocated it next to Sword God Palace with a few Daluo Golden Immortals working together!

"We tried to stop but cannot breach the large array!"

Po Luo sighed lightly, "The most crucial variable has perished; their struggles rely solely on Human Race's previous accumulations, resisting in vain."

Cang Ze asked, "Lord, should we truly attack God Slaughter Palace next?"

"For now, hold your horses. Let's watch Mu Dan's mechanical fleet's movements."

Po Luo spoke leisurely:

"Only if this fleet withdraws from the edge of the Immortal Realm can we make the next decision.

"If this threat departs, the situation in the Immortal Realm will naturally change.

"Our adversaries revert to this calamity."

Cang Ze paused for a moment.

What does this mean?

"So, Lord, we're not fighting?"

"Let's observe first," Po Luo said relaxedly, "Decades are merely a blink, preserving more of life's force now gives us a little more assurance to endure the calamity."

Cang Ze laughed.

He immediately replied, "The Lord is benevolent. Without the super fleet allied with the Human Race, indeed there is no need to rush to strike against Human Race's forces."

Po Luo said nothing, just stared blankly at the sky.

Po Luo said, "With Wang Jixuan dead, Mu Dan is sure to destroy this world, the calamity from such a quasi-extraordinary life is one we cannot resist... makes me envious."

Envious?

"Mu Dan, born by chance as a mechanical spirit, possesses extraordinarily high potential."

Po Luo whispered:

"Wang Jixuan is her creator and bestowed her some unusually rare qualities.

"She can journey to the true real world, do you understand?

"Your world is real too, but fleeting, we will all merely be a glimmer in the foam of annihilation..."

Cang Ze did not know how to reply.

He just faintly felt that the Lord's words seemed a bit off.

Very similar to those so-called redust-seeing mortals who actually suffered too great a blow...

Po Luo said, "Go, let them be at ease, await my orders, I will lead you all to victory."

Cang Ze lowered his head and accepted the command.

As he was about to turn and leave, he suddenly paused in his movement, instinctively raising his head to look at the sky.

The sky was clear for miles, without any changes, but Cang Ze somehow felt like there was an eye staring at him.

Suddenly!

"Ah!"

Zhi Hui, lying on the lone boat, opened her eyes, her face pallid, clutching her neck as she screamed constantly.

Cang Ze thought it was some tormenting game the Lord wanted to play.

But when he looked up at Po Luo, he found Po Luo also frowning as he stood up from the water, two faces, four eyes simultaneously looking at Zhi Hui, with an extremely solemn expression.

"They're here."