Chapter 507: I Am Heaven

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Su Lin felt himself drifting in a warm ocean, slowly, gently, with an indescribable comfort.

That will was gentle, constructing a bridge that could directly communicate with Su Lin.

"Any more?"

"Not for now. Do you want more?"

"Eat."

After a brief pause, the meaning Su Lin conveyed differed greatly from Its very existence, but It understood.

"Want."

It just feels weird.

Su Lin could no longer sense his own form; that intimacy enveloped him, clung to him, yet he could not comprehend Its very existence.

Was it like Yi Donglai looking at Fusheng Tian, and Fusheng Tian looking at himself?

There was no malice; all conveyed thoughts were direct, just as the earlier rejection had been, and now this closeness was not as complex as the emotions of worldly beings—its messages were simple and clear.

Su Lin said nothing, so It responded with nothing, but Su Lin also didn't know what to say—he'd merely tested the Qitian Platform he'd drawn to see if communication was possible.

"I'll go find you some later."

The Gold of Creation still has plenty in Ye Fan's possession; since he doesn't need it, Su Lin can buy it from him.

With Su Lin's answer, a sense of "happiness" was transmitted.

Interspersed were all the scenes Su Lin had experienced in this world since birth—It was learning more about him, browsing his memories.

From an ordinary mortal to a Golden Core Stage Light God, to a Nascent Soul Stage ineffable being, finally to the stacked state when the Heaven's Will enhancement ended.

Without concealment.

Simple. Pure. But

Still some vague, hazy confusion?

It seemed Su Lin's current state no longer matched what it had been then.

The situation was extremely strange—Su Lin felt he wasn't facing Heaven's Dao, but a child delighted by a few candy beans?

Su Lin fell silent.

At that moment, It voiced confusion: "How did you get…"

Intense bewilderment came with a flood of Su Lin's information: the Root of the Type-Moon Universe bound to him; the innate Blessing Realm born from ashes with immense karmic ties to him; the half-Heaven's Dao he controlled as Da Nuo; the Journey to the West world where he had just become Hun Tian Di, wielding the side position of Heaven.

Su Lin was still astonished that It could probe his connections to those worlds—even the innate Blessing Realm he'd never paid attention to—when he felt a new will from his own Heaven's Dao.

The moment this thought surfaced, a previously unknown fear surged violently within him.

Not fear from himself—but from his split within the Root?!

The universe's instinct was calling out—a great threat was descending!

"Come back."

Crackling!

Yi Donglai's fish soup, just made for his sister, shattered on the floor; he stared out the glass window of Kangning Sanatorium at the rare sunny, white-clouded sky.

"How is this possible?"

His hands fell limp and naturally at his sides.

The Da Nuo hidden in the void was being pulled by a powerful force, crossing dimensions, crossing distances, toward some location.

"Who are you?!!"

All Confused Siming felt the fear emanating from Da Nuo—it was like a fish hooked, being dragged from safe waters by a tightening line.

"Stop!"

"Li Huowang! Quickly find Su—"

Yi Donglai's voice cut off abruptly.

Through Da Nuo's perspective, the Confused Siming watched the endpoint of that immense power on the water's surface—Su Lin, eyes closed, drifting like duckweed.

Behind him

gathered into an ocean, coalesced into a mass

of countless, uncountable universes, jostling against each other.

That power came from Su Lin, so Yi Donglai could see with perfect clarity: the entity lay at the center, like a black hole.

If this continued, Da Nuo would eventually be pulled into that vortex.

In the graduate dormitory, Qing Wang pushed up his glasses, expressionless, eyes vacant: "Perhaps the version of me who went mad is the correct one?"

On Earth within Bai Yu Jing, Li Huowang, having lunch with Yang Na and his family, froze in shock.

Li Huowang set down his chopsticks and rushed into his room: "Su Ge! What are you doing?! Su Ge!!!"

"Huowang, what's wrong with you again?!" Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan was startled.

Not just him—Yi Leina, leaning against the wall, surrounded by Lu Mingfei and Kleine, hand outstretched in a demand gesture, expression indifferent, whistling.

Everyone was stunned by Li Huowang's shout.

"No time to explain!" Li Huowang looked at them, frantic: "Where's Su Ge?! Where is he?!"

"Don't know. Shi Hao went to spar with him. You can ask Shi Hao." Ye Fan was discussing party budget with Weigong Shilang.

"Spar?!"

Li Huowang stared wide-eyed at the others.

Su Lin finally understood why so many partying universes had been dragged over, involving countless powerful beings, only beginning cautious contact over a decade later.

"Stop stop!"

Vast power surrounded Su Lin, attempting to tear away the connections binding him, yet only made them more tangled in invisible ways.

"Come back."

It's normal that they couldn't pull it off, because it wasn't Su Lin being bound by those universes—he was now equivalent to part of those universes and their cosmic laws.

"Come back."

He didn't know how to act, only like a child who had lost something precious, driven by instinct to reclaim those things.

Yes, it's an honor.

Mr. Su Lin is that thing.

Calm down!

He was sensing the universe's resistance from within the root, with the vortex directly ahead—once drawn in, escape would be impossible.

Likewise, Su Lin, through the root's perspective, saw the source of this force: "Why me?!"

Instantly, the root ceased resisting, yet fell into contradiction, for Su Lin was now the root's soul, yet also an external threat.

Bug!

"I'll give you three, six later."

"Stop! Stop first!"

Fortunately, sensing Su Lin's resistance, He paused—hesitant, yet truly stopped.

What kind of Heavenly Dao is this?!

Isn't this just a child?!

Unscientific.

This universe is a complete, mature natural universe; such a situation should be impossible.

"Come back to me."

That was the meaning conveyed.

Only then did Su Lin speak, as if soothing a child: "I've always been here."

Did He think those worlds had stolen Him away, simply because He became God, Hun Tian Di, or Heavenly Buddha in other universes?

"Side job—I'm doing a side job, you understand?"

At this moment, their communication wasn't through words; He wasn't truly a child—he instantly understood Su Lin's words.

He once again wrapped Su Lin in that same power, inspecting him inside and out, finally confirming: this strange life born in His universe had now become something similar to Himself.

Gradually, Su Lin felt the other shifting from earlier agitation back to calmness; within the void, the affectionate presence surrounding him from all directions remained, but certain things were slowly sinking into stillness.

Slowly returning to silence.

Su Lin sensed weariness emanating from the other.

He seemed to have reverted to a state of indifference again; all changes were about to return to their origin.

"Don't go to those places."

What? Which places?

Before Su Lin could ask, darkness sparkled with starlight, brilliant and dazzling, coalescing into a vast river surging wildly.

Endless radiance shot forth, hurling Su Lin down from infinite heights, revealing all of the material world; the blurry black-and-white surroundings sharpened, the decaying bronze ritual vessels ceased swaying as the storm calmed.

Su Lin hovered above the Wen Tian Terrace, eyes closed, as if still not awakened from slumber.

A jade bi with string-patterned rim flew from the spring and returned to his right palm—cold, damp, yet unable to wake the dreaming man; in his left hand, a photograph containing the "Immortality" Heavenly Dao had severed its connection with Da Nuo.

"Su Lin!" Shi Hao's thunderous roar rang out.

Su Lin slowly opened his eyes; the familiar sensation returned—the Heavenly Will's blessing.

Like returning to the most carefree summer of his youth, all worries and troubles dissolved in the cicadas' song and the rustling of leaves.

The world in the boy's eyes seemed full of infinite possibilities, and that boy, once young, was now omnipotent.

His original clothes dissolved like smoke and clouds, swaying as they faded; at the moment they vanished, the photograph in his hand flew out and reformed into a robe of alternating black and white.

Black as the base, symbolizing the depth and mystery of Yin, as if holding boundless wisdom and potential.

White as the pattern, representing the first ray of dawn, symbolizing Yang's life and purity.

The two intertwined, a phantom Taiji diagram slowly revolving behind Su Lin, radiating enduring light, faintly resonating with the mysteries of Dao and the cosmos.

"Didn't pass through the chat group—He granted me permission directly?"

Su Lin returned from the lengthy experience he had just undergone, back to the present material world; the long-absent sense of temporal dislocation left him with a peculiar feeling.

He glanced at his attire—he had used the Heavenly Will to complete and manifest the portion of the Immortality Heavenly Dao granted to him as clothing.

For now, he'd changed into new attire, symbolizing the return of the limited five-star gacha pool: Su Half-Day.

Though he didn't know how long this gacha pool would last.

"What brings you here?" Su Lin smiled faintly, looking at Shi Hao, who gripped the Da Luo Sword Embryo, seemingly hostile.

"Come spar with me." Shi Hao wasn't fooled by Su Lin's current appearance.

Though now, every step the other took seemed synchronized with heaven and earth, every breath resonating with nature—strange!

"You've broken through?" Shi Hao's eyes held a glimmer of delight: "Looks like I came just in time."

"You've broken through?" Shi Hao's eyes held a hint of joy: "Looks like I arrived just in time."

Su Lin thought for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "No—it's a renewal."

"Whatever." Shi Hao didn't care what Su Lin meant; his body shimmered with radiant treasure-light, chains of cosmic order like rainbows:

"They're all curious if you're secretly in love with that girl who uses magic. If you lose, you tell me the truth, okay?"

"Don't use your True Form technique."

Shi Hao was wary of Su Lin using the True Form everyone feared—he hadn't seen it himself, but had heard rumors.

"They?" Su Lin nodded thoughtfully, flicking a fly-whisk from his hand. "Fine. A little extra stakes won't hurt. What's your bet if you lose?"

"They," Su Lin nodded thoughtfully, flicking a dust whisk from his hand, "fine, a little extra bonus isn't bad—what do you say if you lose?"

"Do as you like!"

Shi Hao moved like a phantom, swift and sudden, slashing with his sword—his spine glowed as if a dragon's shadow soared, divine light bursting forth!

Since his advancement, he had urgently needed an opponent of equal strength to test the path he had forged.

He fused the methods of all heavens, surpassing his former self.

He would never abandon his current bitter cultivation for the sake of a vague future, waiting for a perfect world to arrive!

If this path had

flaws, he could endlessly refine and wear down his own cultivation until it was flawless—this was his Dao.

Amidst surging emotion, countless thunderbolts coalesced into a thunderpool the size of a planet, appearing above Earth.

Shi Hao, smiling confidently, returned to simplicity, wrapped in divine radiance, slashing toward Su Lin, who did not dodge or retreat.

"A clone?!"

His spiritual sense extended, wary of the opponent's true body suddenly appearing, ready to deploy his avatar at any moment.

Su Lin pinched the Great Luo Sword Embryo between two fingers, frowning in thought, while Shi Hao, despite exerting all his strength, could not advance further—the boundless divine light was suppressed to its limit.

Shi Hao: ""

"What if we change the group ID to 'Love Eating Beast Milk for a Year'?" Su Lin muttered to himself.

He glanced at the thunderpool above, about to collapse, flicked his finger lightly—not only did the thunderpool vanish into smoke and clouds, but day and night reversed, and the sun rose from beyond the sea of clouds.

Shi Hao, inexplicably annoyed, released the Great Luo Sword Embryo and punched straight forward.

The void trembled; his blow collided with Su Lin's extended index finger—power capable of shattering stars sank like mud into the sea, stirring not the slightest ripple.

He widened his eyes in shock, trying to withdraw, but Su Lin closed his palm around his fist, immense and stable spatial power surging from his palm.

The rising morning sun shone from behind Su Lin, illuminating all things—he stood with his back to the light, bathed in dust and gilded radiance, slowly revealing a warm smile.

Stars shifted, days and months flew by; when he came to his senses, a universe had already taken shape.

"What technique is this?"

"Technique? It's not a technique—I am half the Dao of this world; I am Heaven's will." Su Lin smiled brilliantly, gently tapping Shi Hao's body:

"Huang Tian Di—not bad."

That day,

Shi Hao finally understood why others called Su Lin—"Guai Ge."

I Love Eating Beast Milk: "I've invited Yue Chan and Yun Xi, and I've gathered all the spices."

Ye Fan: ""

I Love Eating Beast Milk: "Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan, open the door."

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan: ""

I Love Eating Beast Milk: "I even went to the Upper Realm and grabbed some side dishes."

Li Huowang: ""

Zhang Chulan: ""

Tony Stark: "Wait a moment—I'll have Happy go buy a few cases of milk from Walmart nearby—Golden Pasture, premium grass-fed."

Su Lin: "I think cheese is better—it has higher nutritional value than milk."

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan found these chat messages hilarious, but he couldn't laugh now.

Before him, White Zunzhe wore a worried expression: "You're foolish!"

"It's just a small gathering," Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan tried to defend himself.

White Zunzhe paced back and forth, then shot him a sidelong glance: "Do you drink alcohol?"

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan nodded: "Yes."

"Rebellious disciple! Are you trying to destroy the Dou Qi Continent?!" White Zunzhe pointed at Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan in frustration, finally gasping for breath:

"Take them to the Soul Clan!"

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