Chapter 50: Origin

"Can you do me a favor?"

This was a boundless void where numerous worlds and universes were born every second, and numerous universes perished for unknown reasons.

Even the strongest living being born in a world would find it extremely difficult to gain a foothold in this dimension that transcends worldly concepts.

Occasionally, some existences would only pass through while on a journey across worlds.

The outstanding ones among them could move without concealment, unafraid of the gazes of other existences, placing themselves within sight and cognition.

The top-tier ones transcend everything, looking down from above.

In this endless nothingness, or rather, endless matter, what existences were hidden, no one knew.

A man with black hair and golden eyes, wearing a plain white shirt and jeans, with messy bedhead, looked slightly weary.

"I beg you, for the sake of a past version of me being a group member with you."

In this void outside the world, there is no concept of distance.

In his eyes, there was a man like a banished immortal, standing above concepts, outside dimensions.

Even with his abilities, finding such an existence was nearly impossible.

But not long ago, he felt a peeping, involving time and space, a peeping from outside the world.

Unexpectedly, the peeper was himself.

And there was a group of people who shouldn't exist in his memory.

A group of people chatting and laughing, eating hot pot and watching a show on a floating island.

It wasn't arranged by me.

The man was a bit surprised; this was a plot not in the fixed script.

He had arranged many plots for his past self and found many amusements.

But this time...

He had no memory of it. The past version of him was in a strange world, holding a strange pearl, peeping at one grand drama after another that he had arranged for himself along with a group of people.

This made him feel astonished. As years passed and time changed, how long had it been since such an unexpected thing occurred?

"You..." The banished immortal-like man cast his gaze toward him, his voice passing through layers of time and space.

Just one glance, and what he wanted to do, the cause, the process, all the reasons, and the ending were exposed in that man's eyes.

"Lu Lu Mingfei, are you sure you want to do this?"

When he resonated his body, mind, and soul with his past and another self, this great being also saw him.

That was the gaze of someone walking with another version of himself.

"I am a spirit-binder who stands high in the future, unable to forget that bleak past."

Lu Lu Mingfei grew wings on his back, his face covered in dense scales, his divinity boiling, dragon blood rolling.

"I am the only foolish king who, in the long passage of time, relied on my long-lived years to be guarded by all living beings."

His bones deformed, his human appearance ceased to exist, and tangible spiritual power sprayed out from every cell of the creature before him.

"I am a poor wretch who teased the past, fantasized about changing it, but was fiercely mocked by the reality in my memory!"

The creature's size swelled at a speed that did not conform to the rules of flesh and blood, eventually turning into a black dragon the size of a planet.

"I implore you, help me."

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it also seemed like only an instant.

Ye Fan gently raised his hand, one finger pointing at Lu Lu Mingfei, who had turned into a black dragon. Power crossed endless time and space, interfering with the conceptual area where the black dragon existed.

The entire black dragon turned into light; every bit of flesh, every bit of soul, every bit of spirit collapsed and fused.

Finally.

After the ten thousand zhang of light dissipated, an object that could not be described in words appeared in Ye Fan's hand.

Gradually, under the interference of great power, this object turned into a golden sphere engraved with dragon-shaped patterns.

"A million years of time, turned into a fruit of the Dao."

"Go."

"Really."

*Crack, crack. *

*Crack, crack. *

Lu Lu Mingfei wanted to use the Cross-World Ticket to return to his own world right now.

He couldn't stay in this world anymore.

He couldn't stay in other worlds either.

"Interesting." Zhong Li lowered his head and chuckled. Having lived for thousands of years, he rarely saw such an interesting scene.

Emiya Emiya Shirou covered Illya's eyes.

"Don't treat me like a child!"

"It was clearly just a transformation scene..."

What mental pollution.

"Thanks to Lu Lu Mingfei for proving to everyone that magical girls truly exist." Su Lin no longer thought about why Lu Lu Mingfei's parallel world was so outrageous.

How should he put it?

The fun was there, so anything was fine.

Except for shattering his worldview and cognition, it wasn't bad, was it?

Waving a star magic wand, a beautiful girl with a pretty face was stepping heroically on the head of an out-of-control hybrid.

Her face flushed, and she let out a coquettish cry.

"Don't care who I am, just leave this to me!"

The black-haired, golden-eyed magical girl waved her hand, and the concrete in front of her cracked, with no scars on her snow-white skin.

"Thank you, beautiful lady." Caesar bowed gentlemanly.

"..." Chu Chu Zihang stared at the beautiful girl in front of him, feeling like he had seen her somewhere before.

"Let's go, don't stare at her." Caesar reminded, "If you really like her, bravely go up and ask for her contact information."

"Although she feels like she hasn't grown up yet, living in a magical girl's dream," Caesar Gattuso paused, "but that doesn't stop her from being a good girl."

"The school board won't agree; her bloodline is too high," Chu Chu Zihang said seriously.

"Shut up, get lost!" Lu Lu Mingfei (female) shouted, and a gust of wind blew Caesar and Chu Chu Zihang away.

Her slightly heaving chest rose and fell, and Lu Lu Mingfei (female) stomped her feet without any image, instantly breaking a large hole in the steel bridge.

"I didn't expect a grown man to be able to turn into a delicate beautiful girl just by holding a magic wand." Su Lin didn't want to admit it, but who wouldn't like the image of a black-haired, golden-eyed beautiful girl, especially someone like him who was a semi-otaku?

Heart like ice, sky falling without fear.

All things change, spirit calm and quiet.

It was hard to get excited once, but he didn't expect it to become his own dark history.

Lost miserably.

Fortunately, no one here could read minds; as long as no one knew about this, it wouldn't be embarrassing.

"Wasn't your version in this world pranked by some big shot's bad taste?" Su Lin said speechlessly to Lu Lu Mingfei. He could skip discussing the previous transmigrations and monster fighting, and the returning cultivator.

This kind of bad taste, where transformation also involved clothes-ripping and changing outfits—if he said it wasn't intentional, he wouldn't believe it.

"Who knows!" Lu Lu Mingfei roared, tears in his eyes. At this moment, he was being pointed at by Ye Fan's finger, his whole body locked, and Su Lin had a hand on Lu Lu Mingfei's hand, forcibly urging the spiritual energy in Lu Lu Mingfei's body to continue injecting into the Great Expansion Pearl under Han Li's guidance.

Such an interesting scene, and this guy actually wanted to pull the plug and stop the broadcast.

He definitely couldn't indulge him. ===== CHAPTER 51 =====