Chapter 475

While Hermes was not actively probing, the very moment he fully abandoned martial arts and built a Pinduoduo platform.

At this moment, the Zhu Emperor, who had won the Comprehensive Martial Arts timeline, suddenly flashed a hint of relaxed joy in his eyes as he gazed at the special node where future timelines intersected.

This joy spread without any restraint, rippling through the chaotic timeline.

“Heaven be my witness, this nuisance has finally been passed on to someone else!”

The Zhu Emperor chuckled softly, his voice brimming with an indescribable ease and delight.

How many times have I already outwitted and battled those bastards in this broken world?

Worse still, this damn self of mine has even cut me off from the [Hermes Channel], leaving me utterly isolated…

Not only must I handle the messes of the mortal realm and duel with those ever-testing bastards, I must also carve out time to create new cultivation methods…

Worse yet, whenever I create these methods, I must constantly monitor every single martial arts powerhouse lurking within, and every single [Martial Dao]—each uniquely refined over countless eons!

Now.

In this Comprehensive Martial Arts timeline, entire [Martial Dao] lines are slowly becoming the pillars and foundations of this world.

If I slip up even once while referencing or crafting methods, those old schemers will strike from the shadows and steal the fruits of my labor!

What can I do? I’m just a disconnected, powerless Zhu Emperor—I lack the strength to handle this. If I truly fail…

This mountain of garbage is crushing me—no draft animal in the commune would be worked this hard!

Moreover, those bastards spent this much effort—they certainly didn’t just want to fuse and reassemble a tiny Comprehensive Martial Arts timeline!

Now it’s perfect.

I’ve finally dumped this biggest mess back onto my damn self!

But…

Before that…

“Why do I feel… this world is seriously off?”

The Zhu Emperor furrowed his brow, instinctively sensing that perhaps his self’s casual glance had been wrong.

Could those powerhouse beings truly have wanted only to create a mighty Martial Dao realm?

The Zhu Emperor couldn’t help but think it didn’t add up.

But…

As the Zhu Emperor, kicked out of the [Hermes Channel] and turned into a nuclear-powered ox-horse, he was utterly powerless now (laughing).

Though he didn’t know how his self would clean up the mess he’d dumped, this time, it would surely deliver a huge surprise to his self, right?

Hehehe…

“No, no—I’m a pure fragment of my self. How could I laugh like this, so morbidly?”

As if recalling something, the Zhu Emperor sat up straight and harshly condemned: “This is all Ahha’s fault!”

After all, Itachi’re the Star God of Joy—this is definitely your fault…

…

In truth, the Zhu Emperor had vastly underestimated Hermes, his true self.

The instant this fool began whispering about his true self in his mind, Hermes—who had already tidied up his affairs and returned to the Star Crown Court—felt a stir and instantly understood everything.

“...Zhu Yimo, the Zhu Emperor.”

Hermes fell silent, surprised that even after temporarily kicking this account out of the Hermes chat channel, it would still dare to stab him in the back.

Doesn’t this fool realize he himself is Hermes—that if he wished, he could become the true self?

This account seems ruined.

But…

The Zhu Emperor’s doubts sparked Hermes’s curiosity.

“Let me see what exactly in there could be called a surprise by the Zhu Emperor…”

“First… the Heavenly Dao Golden List?”

Opening blow!

Hermes tugged at his stiff lips—it was a familiar thing indeed.

But…

Heavenly Dao… Golden List?

“Hmm… there’s something to this.”

Hermes grew increasingly intrigued, smiling meaningfully: “But that world doesn’t even have a Heavenly Dao—how could there be a Heavenly Dao Golden List?”

Next, it’ll just be the usual nonsense—something like the Dragon Hidden Ranking, right?

Perhaps even a so-called “inventory” will appear?

He glanced again.

Hmm—Hermes was stunned.

“Is the timeline here a knot that’s snapped shut? How did it get this chaotic?”

Several martial worlds, barely fused together, now had their timelines tangled into a hopeless mess, collapsing in a nearly irreversible fashion…

“Heavenly Principle, are Itachi observing something interesting?”

At that moment, a faint scent of plum blossoms appeared. Ruan Mei, her expression gentle, softly poured a cup of her meticulously brewed plum wine for her Heavenly Principle.

“Huh~”

Hermes temporarily withdrew his gaze, gazing at the amber-like plum wine before him. He took a sip, his eyes brightening slightly, and finally praised:

“This plum wine—first, its aroma is crisp and cold, like winter plum blossoms, chilling but not piercing; then, even I sense an unexpected warmth rising, as if an incredibly wondrous flame has ignited, radiating the gentle heat of a winter sun emerging from the snow…”

This bottle of plum wine could evoke in Hermes the moving sensation of winter sunlight and plum fragrance—how utterly astonishing was this wine?

“Rare! Truly rare!”

For a moment, Hermes hesitated to set down the cup.

Tilted slightly, the wine refracted in the light, revealing a deep, profound blue-purple hue—as if it had sealed within it the entire winter night sky—

This was an unimaginable winemaking art!

“If Heavenly Principle likes it, that’s all I ask.”

Ruan Mei finally revealed a smile as delicate as a plum blossom in bloom—her effort to craft this wine using her mental image, the Plum Garden, after attaining Dao, was worth it.

“Mm, Ruan Mei, Itachi’ve arrived just in time.”

After a brief pause, Hermes looked at the qipao-clad girl beside him, her serene smile still lingering. He thought, and the Supercomputer—Heavenly Principle Maintainer—automatically projected a virtual screen before him.

“This is a world I just discovered—long ago, Black Tower also sent a fragment into this world… though, that Hakita has no idea where it went to frolic.”

“Mm? The state of this world…”

Ruan Mei observed for a moment, frowning slightly, feeling it was absurd: “With timelines collapsing like this, won’t it eventually collapse into a single, final End Catastrophe?”

“Our former universe, before Heavenly Principle was born, had an irreversible end fate—but compared to this world…”

Ruan Mei gently shook her head. The only thing she could discern from it was—

The Infinite Calamity.