Chapter 147: The Stone Stele

Starting in July, it vaguely recorded some of the things he did after becoming a cultivator.

This explains why the authorities acted so quickly.

"Why is everything written so vaguely?"

"Afraid someone else might see it."

"Then why keep a diary?"

"For my own amusement."

The diary in his hand continued to turn pages.

Rustle-rustle

Several photographs fell out.

The future Su Lin picked up one of the photos: it showed a girl with black hair and golden eyes, her long black locks reaching her waist, a slanted fringe framing her face, her skin smooth and pale as an egg, with a blush like crimson clouds on her cheeks.

【November 7: Today I fell in love! I feel like throwing up! But black hair and golden eyes really hit my p… broke up… lost 000 yuan.】

"…"

"…"

The atmosphere suddenly shifted.

"Who is this person?"

"Don't know her."

The sentences didn't connect; it felt like his mental state was unstable when he wrote this.

【January 10: Today I reached Jin Dan. I am Cel… I am the God of Light.】

【January 11: My desires have diminished greatly; my temperament has become more zen. It's a good thing.】

"Insane."

【January 1: Tokyo Love Story Day One】

【January 【blank】 Day: Tokyo Love Story Day Two】

…

"I don't understand what he's writing anymore." The future Su Lin closed the diary. The later entries were all strange and held no valuable information.

He pulled out a small card from the subspace vault; the circular logo flipped, and the vault's door opened inside the van.

There was no choice—without this card, the vault door would shut, and he couldn't open it stealthily.

"I'll go activate the Tianhe Battle Robe. You give this card to him. Around after lunch, tell him I'm waiting for him on the peak of Yun Mountain."

The Starry Cloak stirred, and Luo Shengying reappeared inside the room, unnoticed by anyone inside.

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Rustle—

Rustle—

In a nearly boundless phase space, apart from rows upon rows of large and small empty shelves and cabinets, only a central wooden lectern remained, upon which lay a small, light-brown booklet. Opposite it stood a towering stone stele, primarily composed of black crystal, covered in densely packed characters.

Su Lin's eyes glowed with divine white-gold light as he gently turned the pages of the diary. In his right hand rested a vault card with a different number.

【033, Month 1: Just after the New Year (doodle)—all employees working overtime at the company died. I survived by clinging to my Early Primordial Stage martial arts.】

【034, Month 【blank】: Organized the funerals for the employees. Most had been with me since I started the business. The youngest was a girl who had just graduated, only 【blank】 years old. The oldest was 43, with twin children at home… I could only run; I couldn't save them…】

This page was torn.

【034, Month 1: I encountered some cultivators who claimed to come from the Shi Huanyu Realm. I tracked a severely wounded Foundation Establishment cultivator of evil cultivation here.】

The writing below was crooked and uneven.

【034, March 1: Found the evil cultivator's location. My right hand was severed when I reported it. The Qing Sect killed him. Goodbye, my Right Sauce.】

【034, March 【blank】: The Qing Sect restored my right hand and taught me a Qi Condensation technique. At night, a Great Ascension cultivator arrived and began negotiations with the state. Mi Rui Nian urged me to join their sect and leave for the Shi Huanyu Realm early. He said his ancestor, the immortal, warned that this world was about to fall into chaos. I assumed the Shi Huanyu Realm would see sect invasions—but he told me the Shi Huanyu Realm was dominated solely by the Qing Sect, and they came to save people.】

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Rustle-rustle—the pages flipped rapidly as Su Lin's eyes scanned the text, information flooding into his mind.

【034, November: So much happened this month… an unknown empire invaded; London across the ocean was destroyed; a blood-red whale appeared in the Atlantic, sinking three cargo ships; a giant hand covered in countless eyes emerged at the Devil's Triangle… The Qing Sect began evacuating those with cultivation potential. Those unwilling to leave were not forced—they continued teaching techniques. On the 16th, they even helped us crush an alien army riding insects. I've now reached Late Foundation Establishment. Mi Rui Nian visited me for the third time today, urging me to leave. I'm grateful to them, but my parents refuse to go—they have too many relatives and friends here. Perhaps because of the Qing Sect's protection, our country remains temporarily safe. But how long can the Qing Sect protect us? If things get truly desperate…】

【Mi Rui Nian is returning to prepare for Nascent Soul. Before leaving, he gave me a flying sword and some resources. He's a good guy—I got along well with him. He still urges me to leave with him. I asked him again: the Shi Huanyu Realm is so vast—can't it hold an entire nation's people?】

【He only shook his head and told me: if too many go, the Shi Huanyu Realm will become the next Earth. His ancestor, the immortal, told him this in secret.】

【I didn't know what to say. The Qing Sect has already helped us enough.】

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【036, Month 16: A group of technologically advanced world psychics invaded Lidu. Their abilities were strange and powerful. I used that beginner item, learned a few more uses, barely wiped them out—then suddenly a red-haired crazy woman appeared and blasted me with magic! Luckily I had a cheat!】

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【038, July: The weather turned cold. A quarter of the world's population had vanished. Mystical Realms began appearing on Earth; ancient texts could be used for cultivation. I wondered: were the beings of ancient myths real in this world? Other worlds had come to colonize and expand, to harvest resources, or to avoid interference entirely—only using Earth as a transit hub for exchange.】

【047, Month 【blank】: I've reached Late Divine Transformation. Indeed—if I, the protagonist, ran away, who would protect Earth? Old Mi returned today—he's still at Late Jin Dan. Hahaha, his jaw nearly dropped.】

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【050, January 1: 173 worlds connected with Earth. Earthlings became the smallest population group. Order somehow normalized—it should be a good thing, but why… do I feel they treat Earthlings too well?】

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【063, January 1: Old Mi came to see me today… he kowtowed to me, then shattered his soul. I didn't understand—his final gaze, filled with guilt…】

【063, January 31: I returned home. A writhing chaotic creature said to me, "Son, you're back?" Another elf, wearing my father's clothes, gave me a sour look and said he hadn't smoked in ages… Hahaha…】

【So that's how it was. These people deceived me. Let me summon the Yuan World army…】 (scratched out)

【064, January 【blank】: I am still myself. Congratulations—the Yuan World Emperor failed.】

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【071, March 31: Farah somehow saved me. This library is so quiet… life always needs a hope… like figuring out how to blow up Earth.】

……

Su Lin picked up the booklet, took out in his hand the subspace vault card with a different serial number, and the circular logo on it flipped—the closed vault door opened once more.

He finally turned back to glance at that towering stone stele—or rather, a tombstone that did not belong to this era—its surface covered in densely packed names, and right in the middle was one name—Su Lin.

End of chapter.