Chapter 1064: The Quest Never Ends — I Am [Truth]
When the heart dies, the light goes out. When the person dies, the path crumbles with them.
The Ritual of Truth was indeed grinding everything down — decomposing every piece of fuel it had marked and cramming it all into that dazzling nebula, stockpiling power in preparation for the next experint.
Cheng Shi's silhouette began to disintegrate, slowly, steadily — from feet to head, from limbs to features. Before long, all that remained was a single mouth. And sohow, even in that final instant, the corners of those remaining lips curled upward into a smile.
No one in their right mind could find sothing to smile about at a mont like this. So why was Cheng Shi still smiling?
Because...
Birth!
Don't forget — Hu Xuan had once planted a Pregnancy Rhythm in Cheng Shi's body. As long as Birth was still a player in this divine gambit, he could always be revived through Birth's power — reborn into the world.
So in this final second of life, he was waiting for a miracle. A miracle belonging to Birth. He'd experienced one before, and as the saying went — where there was a first, there would be a second.
The instant those lips were about to evaporate into nothing, a surge of Birth's revival power erupted outward, pushing back against Truth's erosion and reconstituting Cheng Shi's flesh.
The arc of that smile grew wider and wider. As his body solidified, the grin stretched so grotesquely wide that his face contorted into sothing almost feral.
But revival had its limits. Once the Pregnancy Rhythm had expended every last drop of its restorative power, the arc of Cheng Shi's smile froze — and in the very next heartbeat, it collapsed downward, morphing from sneering bravado into helpless panic.
Birth could give him a second life, but not a third. Truth's erosion continued unabated. Even after Cheng Shi's eyes reopened, the Pregnancy Rhythm had rely delayed his death by a few more minutes.
"Shit..."
A dying man's last words tend to be profane.
Cheng Shi was losing his mind. He channeled every last scrap of strength in his body and, trembling, managed to snap his fingers — swapping himself back to Hu Xuan's side. His plan was to buy ti by planting Pregnancy Rhythms on himself over and over, exploiting the loophole until his Benefactor could spare a hand from the divine gambit to save him.
He also knew Fang Yuan was with Hu Xuan. That loophole-loving Order follower might just find so crack in the rules to keep everyone alive.
And sure enough, Cheng Shi's guess was right. Fang Yuan was indeed keeping the others safe — though his thod was rather creative.
When Cheng Shi struggled to his companions' side, he found all five of them completely unhard, in far better shape than he was.
He was stunned. But what shocked him even more wasn't their condition — it was the utterly absurd scene unfolding before his eyes.
In front of him stood three identical pudgy figures, each tearing pages from the books in their hands and shouting outward: "Experintation is prohibited in this area!" It was this power of Order that held Truth's erosion at bay and kept their bodies intact.
As for why there were three pudgy figures... that wasn't Fang Yuan's doing. It was ng Youfang — the God Worship Society president standing behind them, ashen-faced and gritting his teeth through sheer willpower — who had summoned two additional 'Fang Yuans' in a single breath. Only through three combined streams of Order's feeble power were they barely holding off the Ritual of Truth's decomposition.
Behind ng Youfang stood Chen Yi and Wei Zhi. The two n were staring wide-eyed at Hu Xuan on the ground below them, exchanging baffled looks, utterly at a loss.
Because Hu Xuan was going into labor.
"!!??"
Can you imagine what kind of scene these people had produced? When Cheng Shi laid eyes on this tableau, his brain short-circuited so completely he nearly forgot he was dying.
Hu Xuan's belly was swollen bigger than the blood moon that had hung over Far Dusk Town that night.
'Lady, did you really have to pick THIS mont?!'
'Are babies born during a crisis born with better survival instincts or sothing?!'
'Co on — Birth isn't exactly known for being in a rush! Who on earth did you inherit that impatience from?!'
The weakened Cheng Shi collapsed to his knees the instant he appeared. ng Youfang's flagging spirits surged the mont he saw his brother. The words tumbled out before he could think:
"Brother! Truth actually dared to make a move on ! Could He be trying to use my body to reconstruct an entirely new god?!"
"..."
On the other side, Chen Yi's face was iron-gray. "Just hold on a little longer. He won't abandon ."
Fang Yuan's face was drenched in sweat — he couldn't spare the breath to respond. Wei Zhi, however, let his gaze sweep appraisingly over the group before letting out a snort of derision:
"A rabble. Nothing more."
"..."
Cheng Shi clenched his teeth, hauled himself upright, shoved Wei Zhi aside with a muttered "You think you can do better?
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