Summit of the Old Gods-Chapter 1113 - 1039: Burn

On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, it was a day of nationwide celebration.

On this day, two human deities descended upon Da Xia! From the ancient city where the two settled, it could be seen that this young man and woman respectively represented the Red Cloth Sect and Sky Phoenix Sect.

The loyal and brave Red Cloth disciples have returned!

Though the Red Cloth is a Fifth-class God, among the Moon Gazer and other forces, Red Cloth believers have always been a major force, guarding the city on the fifteenth of every month, holding high prestige in the hearts of the people.

The return of the Red Cloth Sect is undoubtedly a strong boost to the human clan!

Its effect is remarkable.

The Sky Phoenix Sect is even more extraordinary; they are doctors who save lives and heal the wounded, and their healing techniques are the best among all the major divine sects of Da Xia!

Now, the Sky Phoenix believers are returning to the human world to relieve suffering.

How can people not be thrilled and ecstatic?

This joy naturally affected Lu Ran.

In Jinyang City of the Three Jin Lands, in the original Red Cloth ancient city, Lu Ran stood invisibly on the shoulder of the Jade Hall Divine Sculpture, looking at the bustling city, feeling deeply moved.

Such scenes have occurred several times in recent months.

Yet, he still felt a surge of excitement!

At this moment, the struggle had gained tangible significance.

Cheng Yi, possessing the Third-class God Demon Dry Sea-Sand River Doll Double Divine Position, Chen Jingjing, with the Fifth-class God Ice Butterfly-Ice Burial Man Double Divine Position, Cheng Li, holding the Sixth Rank God Demon Green Parrot-Tree Face Demon Double Divine Position...

Every time a human deity descends to the world, it causes a stir.

God demons from the Outer Realm witness the flourishing of the Da Xia human clan!

The Ran Sect’s influence is growing increasingly strong, which is very favorable for Yu Changsheng’s team to infiltrate other battle zones.

God Demons control the human world.

The human world is also a prison for God Demons.

They will not abandon this foundation, yet they lack the ability to conquer the Great Xia Battle Zone and cannot prevent this situation from unfolding.

Faced with the rising power from the East, submission and dependence will inevitably become the mainstream choice.

[Young Master Deng, enjoy your moment, establish sects, and recruit believers.] Lu Ran laughed and transmitted the message, [I’ll be taking my leave now!]

[Yes, Sect Leader!]

Lu Ran suddenly remembered something and added, [By the way, let me inform you in advance, your sister is going to give you special training.]

Deng Yutang’s heart immediately tensed: [Special training?]

His nervousness did not stem from the special training, but from the person involved.

Since childhood, Deng Yuxiang had left countless psychological shadows in his heart! As long as it involved her, Deng Yutang’s heart would always leap.

[Hmm, she probably wants to help you improve your combat strength.] Lu Ran showed a sad expression and was about to leave when he suddenly felt a tremor at his waist.

This is... the Cloud Sea Dust Clearing Blade?

How curious.

Lu Ran gripped the hilt and asked with concern, "What’s wrong?" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

[Mom has returned to the human world, in the East.]

The Cloud Sea Blade Spirit couldn’t lock onto Qiao Wanjun, but due to a conflict in the Divine Weapon Domain, it could constantly sense the location of the Cloud Sea Dust Clearing Sword.

"Oh?" Lu Ran was quite surprised.

Since the third day of March, Mother had stayed at the Sword One Divine Mountain.

Killing enemies, nurturing divine weapons, trying to let Lord Jian Yi live peacefully.

Why did she suddenly return to the human world?

Lu Ran thought for a moment and then flickered out of sight.

The direct distance from Jinyang City to Beijing is only about four hundred kilometers, and with several instant teleportations, Lu Ran arrived at the destination.

Under the perception of the Cloud Sea Blade Spirit, Lu Ran confirmed the specific location and flickered once again, returning to the family residence in the Immortal Scenic Garden District.

This luxurious flat-layered apartment hadn’t been inhabited for a long time, but it was spotless, as if someone had just cleaned it.

"Who’s there?" A cold voice rang out.

"Me." Lu Ran turned his head to look, revealing his true form.

Though he was indeed hidden without a trace and devoid of energy fluctuations, there were faint traces of frost snow in the room, a perception technique of the Ice Butterfly Sect.

"Young Master." Upon seeing the emperor-robed youth, Chen Jingjing immediately sheathed her sword and hurriedly saluted.

The emperor robe’s hem fluttered lightly, supporting Chen Jingjing.

Now, Mother’s personal maid had also become a deity, just as Lu Ran had anticipated. The frost-snow-affine Chen Jingjing was well-suited to continue accompanying Mother.

[Did you return for something specific?] Lu Ran switched to transmitted sound.

[The Peak Master and Lord Jian Yi are in the study.] Chen Jingjing truthfully responded, [I’m not sure what they’re discussing...]

Before she finished speaking, a voice called from the study: "Ranran is here."

"Ah!" Lu Ran flickered to the door of the study, still behaving properly, and gently knocked on the door.

"Come in." The woman’s voice was soft.

"Creak~"

Lu Ran opened the door, and a faint jasmine fragrance wafted through the air.

On the corner of a low bookcase, a small Immortal jasmine was still in bloom, evoking many memories for Lu Ran.

Also thanks to the rare herb produced in the Demon Cave--Spiritual Charm Mountain, if replaced by ordinary flowers and plants, they might have withered long ago due to years of neglect.

On either side of the low bookcase, Lu Ran saw two female sword immortals sitting opposite each other.

Though they were both flesh and blood, they felt like two ice sculptures, each more chilling than the last.

However, Qiao Wanjun was gradually "thawing," her eyes growing increasingly gentle as she looked at him.

"Mother." Lu Ran respectfully greeted and, pressing his hands together, bowed to the woman in white, "Lord Jian Yi."

Sword One quietly observed Lu Ran.

The last time they met, this human youth was still attempting to overthrow the God Demons’ rule. Today, upon meeting again, he had become the absolute leader of the Great Xia Gods and Demons.

Unexpectedly, this emperor robe was likely a gift from the Evil Spear Emperor.

This was an honor.

The greater significance lay in recognition.

It was the Evil Spear Emperor’s final declaration to the Great Xia Gods and Demons, and to all the God Demons in the world.

"Come." Qiao Wanjun patted the cushion beside her.

Lu Ran walked over to his mother, kneeling in front of the low desk: "What are you two..."

Qiao Wanjun whispered: "Lord Jian Yi wants to experience some things."

Lu Ran looked at the woman in white across from the desk, his heart full of confusion.

Experience... things?

The cold eyes of Sword One gazed back at Lu Ran, her tone calm, yet it stirred great waves in Lu Ran’s heart:

"Three months later, your mother will be the new Sword One."

Lu Ran’s hand beneath the table trembled slightly.

Without a doubt, he was pleased.

Unlike Lord Immortal Sheep, Lu Ran had no deep personal feelings for Sword One.

But Sword One had saved his mother’s life and sheltered their family of three, so Lu Ran’s emotions were complex.

"New Year’s Day." Sword One spoke lightly.

New Year’s Day?

Less than three months.

Lu Ran felt a heaviness in his heart, unable to tell that Sword One was already on the brink of death.

Could it be that Lord Immortal Sheep was secretly exerting power?

The tomb, knowing Sword One blocked the path of the Ran Sect, then voraciously consumed the Sword One Divine Statue?

Qiao Wanjun whispered: "Lord Jian Yi can still exist for a long time, it’s just that..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ran knew he had wronged Lord Immortal Sheep, but his heart was even more puzzled.

Sword One reached out her jade hand, fingertips falling beside the immortal jasmine: "Your mother said, when life is short enough and fragile enough, everything becomes meaningful."

Lu Ran’s eyes narrowed.

This world truly is... alas...

People desire longevity, desire immortality.

Yet Sword One held no attachment to anything, deliberately setting her own death date, just to feel the meaning of life in a brief period of time?

"I never really appreciated flowers before." Sword One twirled the delicate petals between her fingers.

Lu Ran remained silent, feeling the faint sadness permeating the room.

Mother’s emotions, evidently impacting the surrounding atmosphere.

Lu Ran’s hand beneath the table slightly shifted, grasping her cool, soft hand, gently holding it.

"Lu Ran."

"Lord Jian Yi?"

"If you had no mission, if gods and demons never descended upon the human world, what would be the meaning of your life?" Sword One looked at the mother and son across the desk, sensing the faint warmth between them.

The emotions among the minuscule Human Clan, stemming from blood ties, are indeed miraculous things.

The room fell into dead silence.

Even Chen Jingjing, who came to deliver tea, paused outside the door, hesitating whether she should knock.

As she hesitated, the young man’s voice came from inside: "Do you know the mayfly, my lord?"

"I do not." The deity, omniscient in the eyes of the world, had no care in responding in such a way.

"To set the mayfly in the world, is but a mote in the sea." Lu Ran recited a high school Chinese text, "The mayfly is a very small, very fragile creature.

So small... born at dawn and dies by dusk."

"Born at dawn and dies by dusk."

"Yes." Lu Ran paused, speaking softly, "Mayflies wait for years, patiently awaiting the right moment, to emerge from the muddy riverbed and swim to the surface."

"In a brief time, they undergo transformation, growing delicate wings to soar into the sky."

"They chase light, feel the wind, smell the fragrance of grass and wood, using their fragile lives and brief time to measure this boundless world."

Sword One seemed a little intrigued: "Go on."

"They soon exhaust everything, falling back onto the river surface along with countless others, completing the final extension of life before it disappears."

"The next generation of mayflies will continue to wait, for the right moment, bursting forth from the silt with their companions to fly out of the water, soaring into the sky."

"Transforming into the next flood of life, born and died by dusk."

Sword One’s eyes slightly shifted, listening to the young man’s gentle voice.

With just a few words,

she already felt the full life of a mayfly.

Lu Ran softly said: "To you, the Human Clan is no different from the mayfly, my lord.

Born at dawn, and died by dusk, living towards death."

Sword One nodded slightly, a century’s time to her is but a blink of an eye.

Lu Ran: "Mission or not, I wish to burn fiercely, like the mayfly, to spread my wings and leave my own trace of life once burned.

Even if in this vast world, in the long river of history, it is insignificant.

But that mark is mine, proof that I lived once with all my might, in grandeur."

Sword One softly replied: "Hence your name is Lu Ran."

Lu Ran was momentarily stunned, then shook his head: "The name was given by my parents."

"It fits well." Sword One shook her head with a smile, "Indeed, brevity gives it meaning, but in the future, when you break free from the shackles of the Human Clan, will you continue to burn brightly?"

"I will." Lu Ran whispered.

Sword One turned to Qiao Wanjun: "Unfortunately, I will not live to see the day he breaks his promise. You will witness it for me."

Qiao Wanjun remained silent, giving no response.

In Lu Ran’s mind, there emerged an eternally burning Black Sheep Head.

He... will eventually inherit everything, and in the weighty expectations, burn eternally?

He looked up at Sword One, his face solemn, responding in a deep voice:

"I will."

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