Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 836 - 83: Primordial Dragon God and the Giant Dragon Throne
Young people don’t know the immensity of heaven and earth, and tend to look at things in extremes. Either something is a masterpiece or garbage, either a person is good or deserves to die, there’s no middle ground.
In truth, many things in this world need to be viewed in a balanced, nuanced way.
If it were back during the time when Li Mumu had just returned to the country and saw the cultists of the Dragon Worship Church, she wouldn’t hesitate. She would rush forward with a jumping slash, execute them cleanly, plant a headflower, and the Guiding Lady would definitely praise her for doing a great job.
Back then, the Dragon Worship Church was indeed a powerful force, arrogant and rampant, doing things recklessly without any scruples.
Foreigners are often like this—they don’t understand concepts like the Doctrine of the Mean, or the importance of humility and restraint. When they have the ability to act out, they leap without hesitation, flaunting their arrogance.
The ancients summarized this as fearing power but not cherishing virtue.
However, after the Special Service Bureau’s heavy crackdown, including the successive demise of ancient dragon leaders like Tiamat and Paladin, this once arrogant and overbearing evil sect finally splintered. The surviving faction of surrendering members began to show clear eyes, gradually becoming capable of singing and dancing.
Still, the Dragon Worship Church truly has its own tales, just as Shen Qingxi’s Mechanical God Sect carried its own intrigue.
When Li Mumu refined the Dragon Crystal, she extracted a portion of Paladin’s memory shards. These memories were deeply ingrained, practically carved into the bones.
The temporal tide’s oscillations had minimal effects on mythical creatures of such high power levels. Using the Witch’s string theory as an explanation, it means they themselves had already ascended into knockoff versions of high-dimensional strings.
If we simplistically compare high-dimensional strings and the low-dimension Real World to a relationship of 2 and 1, they probably exist somewhere around 1.2 or 1.3.
Song Lili herself resides in a mysterious position between 2 and 1. Her level of legend and mystique is high, but she has yet to mature fully.
After ascending as a Moon Demon and spending many days in secluded cultivation to stabilize her cultivation, Li Mumu gradually approached the 1.1 level. If West Spring Mountain continued to develop and expand, raising her legend further, this number could grow even more.
Of course, none of this is important. What’s truly significant is that within Paladin’s memories, the dragons of the East and the Primordial Dragon God are real.
It had been beaten—harshly at that. Saying it was flayed and had its sinews pulled wouldn’t be an exaggeration. The brutality of it left scars so deep they etched into unforgettable memories.
In the Western dragons’ cognition, there exists an Outer Dimension known as the "Giant Dragon Throne," which serves as the divine nation of the Primordial Dragon God, situated in the legendary Eastern Heavenly Realm beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.
The Primordial Dragon God lies dormant on the Giant Dragon Throne, projecting its soul into the mortal world through dreams, reincarnating as Dragon Maidens possessing the Divine Dragon’s power.
Across the Ancient Eastern Empire’s expansive eight-thousand-year historical timeline, these Dragon Maidens appeared in pairs at every critical historical junction, participating in nearly all major events, including dynastic changes and foreign wars.
Their mission was to gather the collective consciousness of civilization during their respective eras, using this as building material to construct an ark on the Giant Dragon Throne capable of crossing the Doomsday and reaching the shores of the future.
Now, the ark has been completed. The Dragon Maidens have returned to the Giant Dragon Throne from their various timelines, and all concepts surrounding the Primordial Dragon God have disconnected from the historical timeline.
The Giant Dragon Throne has lifted anchor and set sail toward the other shore.
The ultimate goal of the Dragon Worship Church is to seize and occupy the ecological niche left behind on the historical timeline by the departure of the Primordial Dragon God.
This is why Paladin once claimed to be the Ancestral Dragon of Huaxia.
And then got beaten up again.
Clearly, these Western dragons don’t understand the traditional culture of the East. They crammed at the last minute and only learned superficial knowledge, failing to grasp the concept of virtue not matching one’s position. Instead, they tried to transplant their familiar religious brainwashing theories wholesale.
They neither understood the local Jianghu rules nor fully grasped the essence of the Primordial Dragon God.
From a spectator’s perspective, Li Mumu gleaned an easy conclusion from this fragment of memory.
This is a Doomsday Plan.
In some bygone-world setting, there are two high-dimensional entities: one called Gaia, the consciousness collective of Earth; and another called Alaya, the consciousness collective of humanity.
This so-called "Primordial Dragon God" seems akin to the consciousness collective of Huaxia civilization.
In plain terms, the world is about to end, and Alaya has left with the Heroic Spirit Hall in tow.
This plan... sounds so familiar.
Aren’t I myself just a Reserve Dragon Girl of the future era?
Of course, Li Mumu herself has no memory of this. Instead, she learned about it during her ascension as a Moon Demon, through glimpses of future time shards and conversations with friends.
The Giant Dragon Throne has already set sail—or more accurately, it should be called the "Ancient Dragon Court" project. Dragon Maidens throughout the different timelines have now returned to the Dragon Court, leaving those like her—reserve batches cultivated in the future era—without a place to shine.
So it can be said, I’m the rightful heir. It’s perfectly reasonable for the Dragon Worship Church to worship me.
As for the Special Service Bureau’s thoughts on this, Li Mumu drew a general conclusion through causal analysis—it’s that, as successfully launched remnants of the Doomsday Plan, or leftover experimental data, there would inevitably be some reference value, and maybe even some unexpected uses someday.
Once she understood this principle, refining Paladin’s Dragon Crystal felt all the more justified.
But the tree may wish for stillness, yet the wind won’t cease.
Just as Li Mumu planned to continue her closed-door cultivation, Shen Qingxi’s mechanical maid came knocking, inquiring about the arrangement of Dragon Worship Church followers.
This child gave herself a very intriguing name, supposedly based on her own life experiences.
Mogred... raising the rebellious great sword against my pretentious biological father...
The waters around the Mechanical God Sect run deep—it’s not just a bunch of beggars. Hopefully, Shen Qingxi can manage it well.
Never mind. I shouldn’t worry about her. Everyone has their own destiny. Shen, the Sect Hierarch, is far better at causing a stir than I could ever hope to be.
"Since they want to contribute, let them do so. No need to pay them excessive attention."
After dismissing the mechanical maid named Mogred, Li Mumu finally had a few hours of peace. Suddenly, a dark, chaotic ripple of high-dimensional string turbulence barged in recklessly, smearing all over Li Mumu.
Startled, Li Mumu’s hair stood on end.
"Hello?"
"H-hello? Headmaster?"
Overwhelmed by fear, it took sensing a familiar aura for Li Mumu to calm down and realize which big-shot this was.
It was the protector deity of Fusang, the Master of Ten Thousand Transformations, the Black Dragon Princess.
Help! The Headmaster personally called in for a dorm check!
I didn’t skip class... wait, no, there’s no class today... also, I don’t have to attend classes anymore!
"What Headmaster?"
The voice from the void sounded puzzled, full of authority, pressing Li Mumu so hard she couldn’t lift her head.
"I’ve noticed you seem quite idle lately. Do me a favor, and you’ll be well rewarded after it’s done."
