The Space-Ti River flows quietly.
Here, there is no day or night, no seasons, only the eternally unchanging silver waves ford by fragnts of endless ti.
Every wave could signify the birth of a world.
Every tide could mark the end of an Epoch.
Amidst this ancient, unchanging expanse of silver, a leaf-black skiff gently sways with the waves.
It seems to be the only dark color in this bright sea, both solitary and perfectly harmonious.
Three slender yet sturdy fishing rods are lined up at the bow, their lines dipping into the unfathomable Sea of Ti.
A furry little squirrel sits between two figures, one in black and one in white.
Its posture is incredibly focused, with eyes as clear as amber, fixed unblinkingly on its own fishhook, fearing to miss the slightest movent.
"Heavenly Venerate."
The little squirrel's mouth wasn't idle, as it kept its eyes on the hook and casually asked.
"How co you have ti to wander around the Space-Ti River?"
The black-clad figure beside it sat quietly, with an aura as steady as a mountain and as unfathomable as the abyss.
Upon hearing its question, the black figure slowly opened his mouth, his voice low and magnetic.
"I detected so unusual fluctuations, so I ca to take a look."
"Are there anomalies?"
The little squirrel gripped its small fishing rod, coming to attention slightly.
It peered around the vast and boundless Space-Ti River, trying to find the anomaly the Heavenly Venerate ntioned.
"Strange, how co I didn't find anything?"
"There are anomalies."
The figure in the pure white Divine Robe spoke softly, with a gentle smile.
His eyes, seemingly containing the mysteries of the entire space-ti, looked at the little squirrel.
"Didn't you receive a summon from the Balance Demon God before?"
"The anomalous fluctuations in the Space-Ti River co from him."
"Balance?"
Hearing this na, the little squirrel's amber eyes suddenly widened.
It instinctively pulled a plump pine cone from its fluffy, colorful tail and began munching on it with a "crack."
"My goodness, that old guy, what earth-shattering move does he intend this ti?"
Its tone was full of vigilance and a trace of excitent.
"Indeed."
The white-clad Ferryman gently nodded, confirming its guess.
"But, no need to worry; everything is still under control."
His tone was calm and confident, as if all tempests were rely ripples in a pond to him.
"We've actually been observing all their actions in secret."
"Oh, you're observing, then it's no problem."
The little squirrel heaved a long sigh of relief upon hearing this, its entire body relaxing.
It took out an even larger pine cone from its tail and continued to watch its fishing rod with relish while munching happily.
"Ferryman, I've made it clear."
The little squirrel said unclearly as it chewed on the pine cone.
"I'm just an intern Ferryman on this Space-Ti River for now."
"I haven't beco official yet, and I can't shoulder the burden of suppressing Infinite Ti and Space."
It pointed with its rod at the distant surging waves of ti, emphasizing seriously:
"In the days to co, no matter how big a commotion those Demon Gods cause, you mustn't let take the bla alone."
"Otherwise, I'm quitting!"
The white-clad Ferryman, upon hearing these words, turned to look at this seemingly timid yet exceedingly shrewd little squirrel with a hint of amusent on his face.
He slowly asked:
"As one of the forr three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, be it the cunning Hong Jun, the carefree Yang i, or the fla-wreathed Luo Hou."
"Or even those fallen Demons of Destruction, Order, Reincarnation, and those still wandering the Ten Thousand Worlds."
"Each of them is a master of causing trouble, fearing nothing but chaos."
"How is it that you, of all, are content to lie flat and beco so unambitious?"
The Ferryman's tone carried a hint of gentle persuasion.
"Know this: without a courageous heart ready to face every difficulty, you can never beco a qualified Space-Ti Ferryman."
"You must understand, our sacred duty is to suppress this Space-Ti River, guarding the peace of the Wuliang Worlds; retreating in the face of adversity won't do."
"I don't care, I don't care."
The little squirrel vigorously shook its head, its furry ears flipping back and forth, firmly refusing to be swayed.
"What's so good about causing trouble?"
It retorted self-righteously.
"The masters are in the Yang Realm, the failures in the Underworld."
"Of those Divine figures you ntioned, which one hasn't died once in this Epoch or completely turned into nourishnt for the Primordial True Realm?"
"Besides, I am now just a simple, kind-hearted little squirrel who enjoys peacefully fishing on the Space-Ti River."
It puffed up its small chest and said the most cowardly words in a tone brimming with confidence.
"If the fish don't attack , I won't attack the fish; if the fish attack , I absolutely won't give them the chance to attack !"
Anyway, I, this squirrel here, absolutely, absolutely won't take the bla!
Beside them, Xuanqing in black attire could not help but shake his head and laugh at this exchange between the man and the squirrel.
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