Chapter 271

Confusion and exhaustion lingered, though the pain had been dulled, the illusion of life's extinction still remained.

On the matter of restoring the Cultivation Realm to its most extreme and cruel form, Su Lin was serious.

Precisely because of this.

"A true man must fight until his final moment!" Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang's eyes burned with resolve; even if gods and buddhas stood before him, he would stand firm on his own path.

After multiple resurrections, the cooldown of the Heavenly Dao artifact was finally complete: 【Ancient Civilization's Archangel】 Unit-01 form.

"Come! All of you, attack together! Let all grudges be settled today!"

Even relying on gear, amidst slashing blades and countless divine lights, Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang's fighting posture resembled that of a true warrior—no overwhelming power could bend his spine, not even his enemies around him failed to show respect.

The immortals of Limei, seeing this, even considered letting him go after killing him a few times.

Boom~~~

The back of the mecha slightly bowed; a beam of light pierced through space and instantly appeared tens of thousands of miles away, while a voice echoed across the battlefield.

【The era has changed!】

【Backup hidden energy activated!】

Heaven and earth returned to silence; snow and wind vanished. All light converged into the twisted circle, forming a visual outline—time suffered calamity, all things shattered, everything drawn toward it, pulled into that irreversible boundary.

This was Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang's final offensive technique, the ultimate strike drawn from a Heavenly Dao artifact, which had cost countless resources to obtain from the Heavenly Dao Lottery in pursuit of immortality.

Primordial Black Hole!

"Stupid, hahaha!! Fighting requires brains!" Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang sprinted like his life depended on it; the advantage of the simulated battlefield was that others found it hard to kill you, but the downside was equally clear—you found it hard to kill others too.

Having escaped the primordial black hole created by the Heavenly Dao artifact's self-destruction, he had lost all offensive means, but he would never give up until his final moment.

"I give up! I was wrong! Can you spare my life?" Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang lay broken in the snow, his wounds unhealable, "No! Don't seal me in a slow spell until the simulated universe shuts down!"

These guys are inhuman!

Sealing is bad enough, but adding a slow spell inside? People who cause trouble usually move a lot—forcing them to stay "slow" is the most terrifying punishment imaginable.

Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang looked at him with hope: "Brother A-qi, for the sake of being lifelong rivals, kill me quickly! Let me log off!"

Su's A-qi: "Heh."

How could human hearts become so cruel?

No dazzling special effects, no radiant magic arrays, no Heavenly Dao artifacts—this space was being slowly peeled away, polygonal crystals spreading everywhere, time gradually slowing.

Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang stared in despair as the "heavenly soldiers" and "Buddhas" surrounding him chanted incantations; the voices in his ears grew slower and slower.

Is this how it ends?

Will he, like a falling leaf, return to the roots of this inescapable seal?

"No, I still have one last chance."

Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang gathered a sliver of newly restored spiritual energy, drastically increasing his movement speed—barely reaching normal human pace—and pulled from his bosom a transparent crystal and a talisman.

One was the Space-Time Crystal given to him by Zao Hua Fa Wang; the other was Yesterday Repeated.

"Stop him!"

Puff-puff-puff—

Blood sprayed; the next instant, Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang became a porcupine—but the Space-Time Crystal in his hand had already shattered, a sneer lingering on his lips.

The next second, countless layered scenes appeared before him: his first arrival at Penglai Ruins, his ecstatic triumph upon gaining Ruyi Zhenxian power, being hunted through mountains, being hunted through snow, being hunted through deserts, being hunted through cities, being hunted under the sea, being hunted just moments ago.

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"Hey"

"Isn't this a bit ridiculous?"

"Is there no timestamp before entering Eden?"

Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang's smile froze—he had hoped to use this to escape Penglai Ruins or change his identity.

"The rules are set. I can only reset the time-space of this realm." An old man with white beard stepped out from the layered time-space curtains, urging: "Hurry and choose—I've only just been reborn; I still have to enjoy life."

"Who are you?" Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang asked in surprise.

"The God of Time-Space—currently, the River of Time in the Penglai World." The God of Time-Space pulled up the scene of Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang's first arrival in Penglai and said: "In all the time-space I've observed, your outcome is death either way. Might as well live a few more days."

"Elder!" Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang rushed forward and hugged the God of Time-Space, squeezing out a few tears: "You're so powerful—can't you save me?"

"Let go! I can't interfere in your affairs—that's the rule!" The God of Time-Space looked disgusted; this shameless behavior reminded him exactly of Zi Feng from the Ancient Era.

In the terms of this world, he's just a background NPC whose job is repairing the arena and refreshing time-related artifacts. What do you expect him to do? Do you really think the One Above didn't place restrictions on these gods and demons dragged out to work?

But then again

This kid's chaotic antics struck a chord with him—if the Heavenly Dao of their world hadn't driven everyone to the brink, he'd have loved to run wild too.

The God of Time-Space examined Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang's soul-trace.

"Huh?" He paused—this had traces of reincarnation, traceable back to an extremely distant past.

【"Who dares intrude without invitation? What is your intent?"】

"." The God of Time-Space withdrew his gaze—he was still a powerful one.

"Elder! Help me, Kuangdao Sanlang! I'll repay you later—any task, any reward, I'll take it for free!" Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang grabbed the God's robe, ready to wipe tears on it.

"Go! Go! Go!" The God of Time-Space pushed him away, but upon hearing his words, he fell silent.

Forming a good connection with an outsider of great power was a decent option—but what of the rules set by that One?

Seeing his silence, Kuangdao Sanlang, sensing opportunity, gazed at him hopefully. Suddenly, inspiration struck—he needed to offer something. But valuable Heavenly Dao artifacts were gone; all he had left was a single-use Yesterday Repeated.

If only his 【Wings】 hadn't been… wait, who stole them again?

As the God of Time-Space pondered, he noticed the talisman in Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang's hand and suddenly smiled, gesturing for him to come closer.

"Give me this." The God of Time-Space took the talisman, carved new characters into it with time-space power, then shoved it back into Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang's hand: "There. Get out of here quickly."

He waved his hand; Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang was instantly flung backward into a scene of silver-white snow.

The next instant, everything in the Penglai World began to reboot, like a film reel rewinding.

In the west, countless Buddhist monks stood upon golden clouds, chanting Buddha's names.

In the east, heavenly soldiers and generals lined up behind the immortals, raising their weapons high.

In the north, the Jin Chida pierced the sky with a roar, its spear's tip blazing bright.

In the south, several demon immortals materialized from empty air, imprisoning the surrounding space.

"We're screwed."

Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang was disheveled in the wind; after all that, he was back at square one.

"Bold Kuangdao Sanlang!"

"Do you know your crime?"

Yu Rouzi muttered under her breath: "I forgot to cut in line this time."

As for the others, they had no intention of giving Kuangdao Sanlang another chance to repent—they each unleashed their arts, ready to seize Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang.

In despair, Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang, battered and drained of spiritual energy, smiled helplessly, drew his life blade, gripped the talisman, and softly spoke:

"Yesterday."

A true man fights until his final breath!

In the illusion, he saw his full-power self—even if the True Immortal cultivation was false, it could hold for two seconds.

Countless scenes surged forward: Eden, the primordial simulation universe, before entering the simulation universe, his Fourth Rank self.

Hey? I asked for my peak state—what's this talisman doing? Is the Yuzhe Sect's NPCs screwing me?

The images sped up faster, like scenery flashing past a train window, until finally, he saw an ordinary Confucian scholar.

The scholar whispered: "On the day I was born, purple qi surged from the east, covering the heavens; amid roaring thunder, two dragons danced within my room."

"Who the hell are you?"

Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang suddenly locked eyes with the scholar—and the scholar smiled at him.

To the crowd's eyes, a phantom shadow merged with Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang's body, then an aged Confucian sage appeared in his place.

"Bullying the weak, overwhelming the few with the many," the elder slightly lifted his head.

He wore Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang's clothes, torn yet still radiating the scholar's unyielding integrity.

All attacks rained upon him but halted an inch from his skin, unable to advance further; he seemed annoyed by these flashy techniques, frowned—and every spell and artifact was swept aside like falling leaves.

He pinched the emerald spear between two fingers, moving it away from his third eye.

At this moment, Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang's true cultivation level surged—Fifth Rank, Sixth Rank, Eighth Rank—not power infused by the Penglai World, but an inner force slowly awakening.

A strange sensation gripped the crowd: the man before them was clearly Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang, yet something inexplicable had changed—he had become another person, and most crucially, his unhidden, terrifying cultivation was now fully revealed.

Some Confucian disciples felt as if the world were ending; their Noble Sword trembled uncontrollably—their expression, their aura—

It couldn't be wrong! In Bai Yun City, they had seen it before—that was the image of a Confucian Sage!!!

"Your parents gave you life, yet you do not cherish it."

"A mother endures ten months of pregnancy—it is no small thing—when cultivating—"

He spoke like an old professor in a classroom, reciting ancient yet righteous truths, utterly unlike the earlier erratic cultivator.

The crowd was baffled, but they assumed this was Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang summoning a "prop" as backup; thinking of the massive bounty and reward, some pulled out their Heavenly Dao artifacts, ready to strike.

Seeing the cultivators, the Confucian Sage shook his head, leapt lightly to the cloud summit, and gazed down.

"What is filial piety?"

"What is love?"

Facing the watching eyes and the crowd's restless movements, he remained calm—and then, a force flowed into him, mastering a pattern akin to Eighth Rank Xuan Saint.

Was this the Heavenly Dao's law of this world?

"Parents are the root of humanity."

"A mother loves her child—not for repayment."

"A three-inch infant, eighteen years of labor."

Every word the Sage spoke was accompanied by cosmic phenomena.

This was **, and also a teaching! The Hao Ran Qi dispersed the other immortals' illusions, leaving only the mystic beauty of lotus blossoms blooming from his lips.

Countless powerful beings within the Penglai Ruins all turned their gaze toward him.

For a great one was about to impart his knowledge—whether Daoist, demonic, magic-wielders, or power-users, human or not, all who understood his words could gain insight of their own.

"Ten months of maternal debt, three lifetimes repay lightly."

Each of his words stirred cosmic phenomena, drawing righteous qi toward him, amplifying his majesty.

Until ten minutes later, when all eyes in the world turned to him, the Confucian Sage spoke:

"The pain of ten months of pregnancy and childbirth—you may all experience it firsthand."

With that, his left eye flared with light.

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Su Lin didn't hesitate—he turned to walk into the portal—but glanced at the two beside him, then a pleased smile curled his lips; he stood still.

"Yeah, that's an NPC—like a rare Pokémon that spawns randomly, or the random event where you meet Ruan Mei in the simulation universe."

Though he didn't know why such an overpowered figure suddenly appeared,

He liked Zhongli's line: "I won't be harmed, but you might get pregnant."

Su Lin looked up at the Confucian Sage atop the clouds, resonating with the power of the law upon him, granting him a livestream permission akin to Manifesting Before Mortals.

A thunderous voice rolled across heaven and earth—the moment Su Lin's lips curled, Huiye and Xing from Penglai Mountain leapt back into the portal.

"Tsk."

The reason? Nothing else.

Within the chat group, the message had spread everywhere.

Song Shuhang: "Help! Why has the Confucian Sage come back to life?! My plot progress hasn't jumped!"

Meng Qi: "Is the Confucian Sage that powerful?"

Meng Qi had not yet read Song Shuhang's story; these past two days he had been preparing to escort the imperial envoy to their destination, and he knew little of Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang: "It's not about whether he's powerful or not… he really is powerful—he once crushed all realms across the multiverse."

Meng Qi: "Is he an enemy?"

Song Shuhang: "No! The problem is, experiencing pregnancy right now is way too early for me!"

Meng Qi: "?"

Are other worlds a bit strange? What is this person talking about?

Song Shuhang: "Senior Su Lin! Quickly open an emergency channel and let me out!"

Hui Liyi: "That sounds pretty bad. What's going on with that NPC?"

Zhang Chu'lan: "He has a technique called 'Pregnancy Gaze'—anyone who locks eyes with him, whether organic or inorganic, human or beast, regardless of gender or age, will experience the pain of pregnancy and childbirth."

Luffy: "Huh?!! Men giving birth?!!"

Although Zhang Chu'lan wasn't very interested, he had spent considerable time gathering intelligence—not only to understand these group members, but also to learn about other worlds.

Han Li: "I'm wondering whether I should keep listening. If I do, I'll gain something, but—"

Weigong Shilang: "Big Brother Han Li, you?!"

Zhongli: "By common reason, you certainly will gain something."

Zhongli: "Hmm… hard to decide."

Ye Fan: "The green mountains remain unchanged."

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan: "The clear waters flow forever."

Zhang Chu'lan: "Bye, everyone!"

Zijin Shenlong: "All of you give Dragon Grandpa babies, hahaha! Chen Nan, Dragon Grandpa accidentally forgot Chen Nan—truly an accident."

Ye Fan: "Oh no, I left Duan De and Black Emperor back there."

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan: "The old man went missing on his own, can't be reached—I can't be blamed for that, hehe."

Yi Leina: "Making unmarried girls experience pregnancy is too evil. I love my mother—I don't need to experience it."

Hui Liyi: "Senior Su Lin, so you're trying to make us all pregnant?"

Xing: "You, just meeting me for the first time, already want me to get pregnant?"

Lu Mingfei: "Where's the screenshot button?! Why is there no screenshot function?!"

Ye Fan: "I'll add it next time I'm group admin."

Su Lin: "Is that the Confucian Sage? Oh, sorry—I've been staying up too late lately, my memory's not good, but I must clarify: I have no idea how he appeared."

Su Lin: "You didn't corner Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang into some weird dead end, did you?"

Kleen shuddered as he read the chat log; though his spiritual sense gave no warning, he felt the intelligence fees in his hands were burning hot.

He glanced at Qu Yanping, fell silent for several seconds, then spoke through his puppet Merlin Hermes: "Mr. Qu, do you want cultivation resources?"

Qu Yanping had just experienced a world reboot and witnessed great beings speaking—he was still immersed in it, so the sudden question surprised him, but he answered honestly: "Yes."

"Your wish has been granted."

He had Qu Yanping make a wish, granting him wealth—the intelligence fee earned by revealing Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang's location.

Kleen: "No more words—I'm Bai Ling. Don't expect me to sacrifice myself watching him."

Su Lin: "Can't you learn from Amon and summon a Spirit Worm to take the hit?"

Kleen: "Put yourself in my place—if I were a clone, I'd vote for the original."

Su Lin: "Pfft, then I'll block your livestream signal."

Ye Fan: "I said why there's a **livestream—this isn't Song Shuhang's world, you kid."

Su Lin: "Hehe."

Lu Mingfei: "Everyone in the Burning Legion should get a tattoo of you."

Lu Mingfei closed the group chat and hurriedly fled from the Penglai World, then wondered if he'd forgotten something—Hui Liyi hadn't come today, and Lao Tang and the others—

Never mind, seems too late now.

In the end, Su Lin cut the internet connection for all group members at the critical moment; as for others, anyone who was carefully watching the Sage's **—

Under the gaze of all beings in the Penglai World, the Confucian Sage's eyes suddenly shot out a bizarre light.

This light was so bizarre it could not be described.

The next moment—

All beings pulled from the Divine Tomb—gods, demons, immortals, dragons, tigers, leopards, birds, demons, spirits, plants, stones, humans, non-humans—were all struck by the light of the "Confucian Sage's Eye."

Unless you were already pregnant, under the "Pregnancy Gaze," all beings were equal.

Including

The God of Time, watching the light that crossed time and arrived from his foreseen future, fell into deep thought.

"I'm a man!!!"

Once there were loves that crossed time; now there are pregnancies that cross time.

Even those sterile or infertile became pregnant.

The entire Penglai World had plunged into sudden chaos.

"Aaaah, what's going on?!"

"My belly, my belly is growing!"

"Emperor! Save me!"

"By the Great Light God! Save me, I don't want a big belly, waaah!"

"Hahaha, Huangshan Da Sha is pregnant too, hahaha."

"King Dou Dou, why didn't you get affected?!"

A pair of dao partners clasped fingers, tears streaming in fear.

"Senior brother!" "Junior sister!"

A skeletal god from a western fantasy continent stared at his own swollen skeleton, falling silent; it took him several seconds to understand.

"Am I pregnant?!"

Seeing Qu Yanping stared at his belly, now the size of a watermelon, and in horror realized it had swelled like inflating air within ten seconds, becoming that of a woman nine months pregnant.

"My belly?!"

Everyone in the Yuzhe Sect was affected, yet they showed no reaction at all; Mr. Kleen calmly observed his own condition with keen interest.

"No!!"

What kind of cruel curse is this?

Before he could seek help from those beside him, intense pain struck.

"Ow ow ow!!!"

Hengyu Realm. A corner of the Immortal Realm palace.

Empress Jiu Chang had no reaction, but more than half of the immortals and gods who had come to discuss this matter now had bellies swollen like watermelons, their muffled groans of pain unavoidable; only a few had escaped, having just arrived.

"What kind of spell is this?"

They had seen many cruel and bizarre spells—some that forced immediate childbirth were not unheard of—but those usually left traces and could be avoided by not making contact.

For one to be affected merely by glancing across worlds is absurd.

"Spawn of evil, die!" Someone drew a sword and raised it to stab the swollen belly.

"Stop!" Jiu Chang commanded: "It's not real pregnancy, and has no other effects—endure it!"

"But..." a fairy wept like a downpour of pear blossoms: "It hurts so much! Mama, I love you."

She suddenly remembered her mother in the mortal realm, before she became immortal.

A sword immortal hugged his sword spirit, his face turning green: "Youbi, I will love you no matter what."

The onlookers cast strange glances at him.

Seeing the situation spiral out of control, Jiu Chang severed the image and drove runes into the bodies of those "impregnated," her face cold:

"Those below Jin Xian, step down."

6000 characters updated. Honestly, I don't want to post at the last minute every night—I have no saved drafts QQ

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