He whispered, "Son, when you ca here, you were a young man. Young people with great ambitions are quite normal. For soone like , who’s been beaten down by society too many tis, I still feel that just living well is difficult enough. There’s no need to worry whether the sky will fall."
Li Ping’an forced a bitter smile.
Li Dazhi whispered, "I probably can’t be the Delusional Sun... the personality difference between us is too huge, and besides, we ca here together and have never been apart. Could it be that I have a split personality? Or is it the benevolent and malevolent corpses that appeared after Cutting Three Corpses? Do you think it’s possible to cross tilines? Tsk! Why are you lying down!"
"I really just want to get drunk now and not think about these things."
Li Ping’an covered his face with his hands and rubbed it a few tis. His long hair was a bit ssy, and as he lay down, his eyes were full of helplessness.
"This matter is too complicated; it just can’t be cut or sorted out.
"If the Delusional Sun is truly your future self, or yourself from another tiline, then what should I do next? Should I continue to fight for heaven and earth?
"I’m a bit lost; my struggle seems to be aningless.
"Today I t two experts. From East Emperor Taiyi’s side, they arrived silently; they were Mr Wangri’s subordinates, called the Eight Fiends. Each of them had the strength like the senior brother of the Three Teachings, and a few could even face the Saint of the Heavenly Dao in the depths of the Chaos Sea after leaving heaven and earth."
"Eight Fiends?"
"According to the Eastern Emperor, the Eight Fiends are just similar roles to the Seven Immortals of the Jie Sect."
Li Ping’an explained:
"Experts of the Eight Fiends’ level, there are a lot over there. The Eastern Emperor alone has seen over a hundred.
"This doesn’t include those hidden by heaven and earth, those you have seen in the Sea of Dao Principles, and those corresponding heavenly experts.
"The more you know, the lower our odds of success appear.
"Why does he insist on following this process?"
Li Dazhi laughed, "Clearly, he could have killed you directly, but he still insists you listen to music, dress up, change into formal attire, and then slowly stab a Longsword into your heart... Usually, we’d call this a psychopath killer."
"Dad, watch what you say," Li Ping’an said, "Everything you say now about Mr Wangri could very well be a critique of yourself."
Li Dazhi:...
"What did those two experts say to you?"
"A guy nad Wentian said, raising the banner against Transcenders is the most ironic."
Li Ping’an sighed:
"I suddenly sowhat understand what that ans.
"East Emperor Taiyi said half of his purpose was to save his original world, the other half was to find . The Eastern Emperor said he himself is just a substitute.
"I can feel that East Emperor Taiyi wasn’t lying; when he said this... he was in a lot of pain."
"What should we do about this?"
"Think about it, my mind is very chaotic right now," Li Ping’an mumbled, "This matter must be clarified; I must know exactly who I’m opposing."
"Ugh, what’s there to oppose or not oppose? If your teacher is really related to , you should just peacefully inherit his legacy. Wouldn’t I not harm you?"
"Who knows how many sons you have in the future or on other tilines."
"Go to hell!"
Li Dazhi laughed and cursed, while Li Ping’an chuckled, after which they both lowered their heads in thought.
The father and son either lay or sat.
The room beca quiet again.
Not long after, Li Dazhi suddenly heard so snoring. Turning his head, he saw Li Ping’an had fallen asleep, his young face, which had grown increasingly steadfast over the years, showing no expression.
There’s no need to pretend to be optimistic, nor pretend nothing’s wrong.
’Kid, you’re actually able to sleep now?’
Li Dazhi smiled, took out two walnuts from his sleeve, and began to gather his thoughts.
He was actually very shocked by what Li Ping’an said today.
After all, Li Dazhi also couldn’t connect himself with that Old Man Wangri, who was a Transcender, Apocalypse Demon, and the creator of Pangu.
But when Li Dazhi thought more carefully, he found that all the incongruities could be explained by this possibility.
This Transcender’s goodwill toward Ping’an had never wavered from beginning to end;
He even accepted him as a disciple, spending hundreds of years crafting Ping’an into a Semi-Saint Body.
Li Dazhi took out a cigarette, sniffed it in front of his nose, then put it back into the Storage Treasure, continuously deep in thought.
If the Delusional Sun was truly his future self or from another tiline, could he stop the Delusional Sun?
Almost impossible.
Li Dazhi thought that every person’s personality is a synthesis based on their experiences and mories. Even if everything Li Ping’an said today was true, the root of Old Man Wangri may lie with him, but it can’t be seen as him.
"What a hassle."
Li Dazhi muttered.
Li Ping’an’s eyes opened to a slit, observing carefully for a while before closing again.
East Emperor Taiyi had already opened a breakthrough here, and if there can be progress over at the Chaos Bell, then the truth wouldn’t be far off.
Does knowing the truth change anything?
Perhaps.
Li Ping’an wasn’t really sure either.
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