Chapter 2943: The Red General and Sun Fuling

He Lingchuan also spoke from feeling: "If not me, then who?"

A so-called sense of mission first requires empathy. Only by placing oneself within that group, truly experiencing the strong's bullying, the weak's misery, the cruelty of struggle, the injustice of fate, and the gap between oneself and the strong, can a grand aspiration arise in one's heart.

Being told by others cannot produce this kind of feeling; even watching as a bystander for ten thousand years would not produce this kind of sense of mission.

Sun Fuling nodded, interlocking her fingers with his: "Later, Panlong was defeated, and I hated Heaven's injustice! The moment I was collected into the Great Square Pot, I vowed that if I could return to the mortal world, I would kill every Heavenly Demon!"

Time brews fine wine in other pots; in the Great Square Pot, it brewed her hatred.

"But one day, you obtained the Divine Bone Necklace and the Floating Life Saber, and I also woke up." Sun Fuling said leisurely, "Through the Divine Bone Necklace, I saw the outside world, and suddenly calmed down. I thought, although Panlongcheng was defeated, this world has not completely fallen into the hands of Heavenly Demons; the Great Square Pot and I still have a chance."

He Lingchuan tightened his grip on her hand. For warriors like them, failure is not the end, and even death is not.

He changed the subject: "Why choose me?"

"Choose me?"

"The one who gave the Floating Life Saber to me — was it the Great Square Pot, or Lord Zhong?"

"It was a wisp of my father's lingering will left in the pot, but it also gained the Great Square Pot's approval." She hooked the corner of her mouth, "Father chose you, perhaps because you and I are the same — both wearing the skin of a Great Heavenly Demon."

"Just that simple?" He Lingchuan was somewhat disappointed, "I still thought I was the Chosen One."

To return to the matter, at that time he had just arrived in this world, his mind still on pretending to be the carefree He Lingchuan himself. Zhong Shengguang's first glance at him should have found this kid very unreliable, so how could he dare entrust his daughter to him?

"Thinking that way isn't wrong either." Sun Fuling smiled, dimples appearing on both cheeks — dimples He Lingchuan knew well, "But the Great Square Pot's chosen partners are only a matter of fate and luck; there has never been any insufficiency of will or character. That it could choose you means it must have unearthed special qualities others cannot see — for example, exceptionally good luck."

That was also true. Whether the Abyss King or Zhong Shengguang, both were fighters who resisted to the end, willing to shatter their bodies for their ideals, merely lacking some fortune, or perhaps the timing had not yet arrived.

So the Great Square Pot once again took a fancy to He Lingchuan, who possessed the most precious quality — "Child of Fortune."

But Sun Fuling spoke so frankly, and He Lingchuan still felt a slight displeasure, as if all his current success was attributed to luck.

Sun Fuling saw through his innermost thoughts at a glance, gently tugging his hair:

"This is only my speculation; I don't know the Great Square Pot's true selection criteria. And you understand without me saying it — man proposes, Heaven disposes. Sometimes everything is ready, just lacking that final push of the east wind. Whether the wind comes or not is the dividing line between success and failure. Look, is luck important or not?"

He Lingchuan recalled his past twenty years — how many coincidences and opportunities in between? Lacking any one of them, he would not have reached his current position, obtained his current identity, or held his current achievements.

He looked at Sun Fuling and smiled faintly: "Miss is too clever, and that makes you unlovable."

"Doesn't matter." Sun Fuling blinked, "From the moment Miss could kill, she was unlovable."

He Lingchuan lowered his head, playing with her hand. These hands only looked slender, but the number of people they had killed was no fewer than the Nine Nether Great Emperor's.

"The one I like — how could she be a weak woman unable to truss a chicken?" He said leisurely, "The only one qualified to stand beside the Reincarnated Dragon God is naturally a phoenix reborn through nirvana."

Sun Fuling couldn't help laughing, a flush flying to her cheeks.

Which girl receiving such flattery would not blush?

Only then did He Lingchuan continue asking her:

"Why in the Panlong world are there both the Red General and Sun Fuling? This does not match history."

After he became the Great Square Pot's new partner, the Great Square Pot reconstructed Panlongcheng's history, using it to conduct deduction for Yuanli breakthroughs. Reasonably speaking, the Great Square Pot should restore history as much as possible to guarantee the deduction process's rationality.

Then how could it allow a fictional character like Sun Fuling to appear?

"Because in life..." she paused, "I previously fused the Black Dragon's consciousness and Miti's divinity; my divine soul was already extremely resilient. The Great Square Pot can obscure the memories of Panlong's soldiers and civilians, making them believe they live in a real time-space, but it cannot do so to me."

He Lingchuan understood at once: "It cannot erase your memories, so it cannot erase your past."

Sun Fuling, or rather Zhong Wuhen, is an extremely unique existence. While still in her mother's womb, her divine soul was continuously reshaped by the Black Dragon's power. And the Great Square Pot, to some extent, also fused the Black Dragon God Venerable's power; she and the pot share a portion of power from the same source, so the Great Square Pot's ability to influence her is greatly limited.

"Correct. So before the Panlong world opened, I extracted my true-self consciousness and full memories, separating out another 'me'."

"That is Sun Fuling?" Even He Lingchuan thought this was a very clever solution:

The Panlong world cannot lack the Red General's participation; she is the soul figure of this world. But if she always retained full memories, she would be destined to be unable to act and fight like the other soldiers and civilians, which would not match the Great Square Pot's purpose of deducing the world. Therefore, it was necessary to make a separation on the "Red General" role.

"Yes." She nodded, "The 'Red General' stripped of these consciousnesses and memories can fight alongside the soldiers and civilians in the Panlong world; while Sun Fuling obtained a special identity: the Great Square Pot's temporary artifact spirit."

"The Great Square Pot actually has an artifact spirit — originally the Black Dragon God Venerable, then a wisp of my father's lingering will." She sighed, "After Father's lingering will gave the Floating Life Saber to you, it also disappeared, so I woke up to take over."

"And at this time the Great Square Pot also urgently needed an artifact spirit — both to help it grasp the real-time trends of the evolution, and to timely guide the new partner in the Panlong world, that is, you. So it was a perfect match."

Hearing this, He Lingchuan couldn't help touching his nose. Sure enough, from the start in the Great Square Pot's and Red General's view, he was an unreliable kid who needed patient guidance.

She said softly: "I have the freedom to traverse between the Great Square Pot and the Panlong world, but I cannot act to change history's course, cannot hinder the Great Square Pot's deduction, cannot leak Heaven's secrets to you; additionally, I cannot appear in the same space as the Red General, otherwise it would trigger a powerful paradox."

Thanks to ZKQ123 for the reward~