My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare! Chapter 721 - 430: Epilogue (Part 3)

Chang’an.

The scorching sun was high in the sky.

The thunderclouds that had just covered the sky seed never to have existed, with only the horrified expressions of a few Saints within the city proving that the thrilling heavenly tribulation was not an illusion.

Several figures appeared simultaneously in Ningxin Garden.

King Chun, still with flour on his hands, was the first to speak, asking Li Nuo: "What happened? What was with those clouds and the Thunder Dragon earlier?"

Li Yun and that chanism woman were holding hands, looking confused.

The handso young man also stared at Li Nuo with astonishnt.

Believing himself to stand at the Peak of the continent, at that mont, he felt a strong sense of impending death.

It was a power that he could not resist, no matter what he did.

Li Nuo smiled slightly at King Chun and Li Yun, saying: "It’s fine now."

After breaking through that layer of constraint, this world appeared completely different in his eyes.

All the rules governing the world were laid bare before his eyes.

With just a thought, he could change those rules.

He could strip all the Saints present of their cultivation or grant ordinary people the power of any Saint in a mont. He could turn spring into winter in the next instant and then imdiately return to the height of sumr, make ti leap forward a hundred years, or flash back a hundred years...

He could stir up tsunamis, cause earthquakes, control volcanic eruptions, summon teors to end the world, even unleash Godzilla from the ground and then have Ultraman appear to destroy it...

After all, no matter how absurd the plot, it was still a plot.

As long as the author dared to write it, it would happen in the story.

From ancient tis till now, everything that happened on this continent has been aningless.

History can beco the future, the future can beco history, events that have occurred can be modified, events that haven’t occurred can be foreseen, it is no wonder Senior Dongfang experienced a crisis of faith, and countless yin and yang Saints went mad and died...

For those Saints able to see destiny clearly, nothing is more despairing than this.

King Chun was still shaken by the Thunder Dragon and clouds from earlier. If it happened again, not even he could protect Xuanjing’s family. With a serious expression, he asked: "Tell , what exactly was it..."

Li Nuo looked at the people before him; they were the strongest in this world. They had the right and the need to know the truth about the world.

For them, reality, though brutal, is more pitiful when it cannot be perceived clearly.

A mont later, King Chun looked at Li Nuo in astonishnt and said: "You’re saying that our world is fake, a fictional story created by soone else, and we are rely characters in the book?"

He couldn’t help but touch Li Nuo’s forehead, then said: "Do you need to summon the Imperial Physician... You yourself are the most skilled doctor, Li Nuo, are you alright? You’re worrying us..."

The handso young man was similarly astonished but managed a wry smile. "Just like that, another madman..."

Over the centuries, he had seen too many Yin Yang and School of Calligraphy mbers go mad, and he was not surprised by it.

He looked at Li Nuo and mockingly asked: "Are you suggesting that the one writing the book, with just one pen, can cause a Saint to lose their cultivation, a mortal to transcend to saint, give life to the dead, or resurrect the dead?"

Li Nuo shook his head gently, saying: "No pen is needed."

As soon as his words fell, the handso young man’s Saint Realm cultivation of the School of Cross and Vertical disappeared without a trace.

The young man showed a mocking expression, as if about to speak again, but suddenly his body shuddered. He looked down at his hands in shock, exclaiming: "My, my, my cultivation!"

His head lifted sharply, staring at Li Nuo with shock and fear.

At this mont, he preferred to believe that the person before him had stepped into an incomprehensible realm rather than accept that the world in which he had lived for hundreds of years was false, and that he, a proud Saint of the School of Cross and Vertical, a mastermind controlling the continent’s affairs for centuries, was rely a fictional character created by soone else!

If this were so, what aning was there in the life he had lived for these centuries?

What aning was there in the things he had done over these centuries?

"No, it is not possible!"

"This is not real; this cannot be real!"

The handso young man shook his head repeatedly, recalling after seven years the pitiful gaze of that man and his evaluation...

Just a stronger pawn among the ignorant pitiful worms...

"This is not real; this is not real!" After repeating this several tis, he gritted his teeth and said: "Even if what you said is true, I am the protagonist of that story. I am different from you; I am not a pitiful worm!"

Li Nuo continued shaking his head, saying: "Unfortunately, you are not. You are rely a minor character appearing only at the conclusion, a character with a very short appearance, and you don’t even have your own na. Do you rember your na?"

The handso young man raged: "Of course I rember my na! My na is... my na is..."

His face turned pale, and he cried out in fear: "My na... I’ve forgotten what my na is. What is my na?"

Li Nuo gently patted his shoulder, saying: "It’s not written, so I don’t know either. However, you need not be too upset. At least he confird your looks..."

The handso young man was dumbfounded for a mont before he suddenly started laughing wildly.

"Haha, you’ll not fool !"

"I must be the protagonist!"

"Only I am fit to be the protagonist!"

"You little secondary characters, foiling to steal my lilight!"

...

This Saint, who had traversed the continent for hundreds of years, had a face full of madness. Shaking his head manically, laughing wildly, he ran out.

Silence fell over the scene.

King Chun swallowed hard, asking: "Can you strip my cultivation too?"

Li Nuo nodded slightly, and King Chun’s Royal True Qi vanished, soon transitioning to the Confucian Seventh Realm, Legalist Seventh Realm, Mohist Seventh Realm... finally returning to normal.

King Chun responded in disbelief: "Then as he said, can you bring the dead back to life as well?"

Li Nuo nodded again.

Every life born into this world is rely composed of a few words at its core.

Indeed, only those who appear in the book with a na occupy those few words. The vast majority are just natural evolutions of the world, only gaining their nas when the plot requires it.

When the plot doesn’t demand it, they are called "the crowd" or "the people"...

A figure approached from a distance, Li Xuanjing looked at Li Nuo and said softly: "Follow ."

...

Li Mansion.

Study.

Sixteen spirit tablets were neatly arranged in the cabinet.

Besides the spirit tablets within the cabinet, there was also a long list on the desk.

Li Xuanjing gazed at the spirit tablets and the list, saying: "I once promised these people they would see the flourishing era we wanted to create, but I cannot break the shackles of this world; you are not like us..."

Li Nuo sighed gently and asked: "You know already?"

Li Xuanjing placed his hand on Li Nuo’s shoulder, saying: "No matter who you were before or where you ca from, here you will always be my son."

Li Nuo reached out, gently picking up the list.

Soon, the small study was filled with voices exclaiming in astonishnt.

"Brother Xuanjing!"

"Xuanjing!"

"Lord Li!"

...

Li Xuanjing bowed deeply to everyone and smiled, saying: "Ladies and gentlen, it’s been a long ti..."