Chapter 555: The Mystery of Reincarnation

：mayiwsk

Numerous grimoires were neatly categorized and arranged; the architecture was in a Western style, with a dome of colorful stained glass.

In the library, whose bookshelves rose in stacked circles to the dome, short-haired Yi Leina, glasses-wearing Yi Leina, dumb Yi Leina, chuunibyou Yi Leina, materialistic Yi Leina, and even an emo Yi Leina were all here.

"Don't you have any reaction at all to this romantic scene with a beautiful girl?" Huiye, frozen in ice, poked her head out, puzzled.

"Aren't there usually options like 'beastial rage' or 'Peninsula Iron Box'?"

Never mind the 'beastial rage' option—what even is this other option?

"Holy shit, there's beef." Su Lin replied with flat, robotic intonation.

"Your ordered Yi Leina handmade croissant." The short-haired Yi Leina placed a tray of bread down.

Watching the Yi Leina choir perform, the short-haired Yi Leina served nearby, while former gel-state and zombie-state Yi Leinas pounded shoulders behind them—all for the price of a single forbidden spell grimoire.

Why create heaven?

Where I am is already heaven.

"I suddenly feel this is quite nice." Su Lin sat cross-legged on the sofa, elegantly lifting his coffee, teasing:

"You and I don't have to hang ourselves on one tree—forests are everywhere."

"So you've become an Yi Leina addict?" Yi Leina smiled, confidently flicking her hair: "Hmph, this indirectly proves my charm."

Su Lin invited the short-haired Yi Leina: "Miss Yi Leina, if you're free, would you travel with me to Tiancheng?"

"I don't mind." The short-haired Yi Leina glanced at 'Niu Mowang Yi Leina' and smirked.

"I don't mind either, so tonight she could even come to your chamber." Yi Leina replied coolly.

The short-haired Yi Leina stiffened, then awkwardly stepped back, tugging at her lips: "I've got something to do, hahaha."

Su Lin shook his head in regret, then turned to the two behind him.

"Please, give me a moment. Consider it repayment."

"If it's another me asking—please be gentle."

The two girls blushed, shifting their gazes elsewhere; upon closer look, faint tears glistened in their eyes.

"Huh?" Su Lin blinked.

He had no idea what was going on with these two strange Yi Leinas—this half-coercive demeanor stirred a pang of guilt in him.

"You're such a scumbag, Mr. Su Lin." Yi Leina sneered.

Su Lin turned back and retorted: "Baseless slander? How low, Miss Yi Leina."

Upon hearing this, the other fifteen Yi Leinas looked at Su Lin with clear signs of 'affection decreased.'

Area-effect field magic: auto-attack carries splash damage.

Was this also part of your plan?

"Tsk."

Watching the witch's smug, slightly disdainful expression, Su Lin clicked his tongue.

"Youth is wonderful~." Penglai Shan Huiye sighed: "What line should I deliver now to suit my role as the third party?"

"Shut up—you have no part in this." Yi Leina cut in firmly.

This spiteful old woman clearly just wanted to cause trouble; though she was indeed a rare beauty, her hair was still the starry black of the Goddess of Light, her eyes ethereal.

As Yi Leina thought, her gaze toward Su Lin softened slightly, her lips unconsciously curving upward.

"I'm going to find Hui Gu." Su Lin said, expressionless.

You don't need omniscience to know what's going on in this woman's head.

Yi Leina tilted her head, puzzled, then smiled: "You came to ask me out, didn't you?"

"Did I say anything like that?" Su Lin narrowed his eyes.

Yi Leina's gaze drifted, shifted to empty air, then returned.

Meng Qi: "Please go on a date with him. Better yet, tie him up so he doesn't get bored and go chasing after creation rewards—the payment has already been transferred to your guild's account."

Though such a thing didn't need payment at all.

Lu Mingfei: "Big sister, give me a chance to live."

A message from a stranger.

"Don't care if there is or isn't." Yi Leina grabbed Su Lin's arm, who was trying to linger: "I haven't been to Tiancheng since its reconstruction—come with me!"

"Why should only two people be happy in a three-person game?" Huiye feigned sobbing: "I didn't come first, but why did it turn out like this?"

"Your legs are on your own body—I never said this was a date."

Su Lin handed out over a dozen access passes to the other Yi Leinas, tapped the ice block lightly with his finger, and released the frozen Huiye.

The two figures vanished first; then Huiye blinked out of sight.

Watching the place where the three had disappeared, the other fifteen Yi Leinas exhaled in relief.

"This circle is a mess."

"We were just teasing her before—now she's actually fallen for that guy?"

"Strange—even with individual differences, I should be immune to men."

"Who knows? It's too troublesome—that's why I don't plan to date."

"I think he's a good person."

The others turned to the Yi Leina who spoke; her face still bore clear fear and unease as she timidly uttered this oddly out-of-place remark.

"He often gives us psychological counseling—I already feel much better."

The Yi Leina, traumatized and fearful of the outside world, raised her access pass tentatively:

"Anyone want to go out for a walk, for once?"

A place without light, not darkness—only chaos, eternal disorder.

"Meneck, trouble has come knocking." The chaotic god, with black hair and black eyes, slightly gaunt, sat upon the Wang Zuo, gazing toward the dimension beyond the chaos.

"Moye, how do you know it's my trouble?"

A voice, indistinguishable in gender, age, or number, as if thousands of voices overlapped in unison, arose.

"That man has already eliminated fifty-three X-class Reincarnation teams, two thousand seven hundred twenty-one SSS-class Reincarnation teams, and two ∞-class teams have already shown signs of demise in fate—all of this is due to the items these teams exchanged for in the Reincarnation space."

Moye Naslun seemed to regain interest:

"These items were all listed in the Reincarnation space shortly after you acquired the Wang Zuo."

"With these goods, you quickly amassed a massive sum to purchase the Wang Zuo's primordial essence."

"It seems your merchandise is of dubious origin?"

The overlapping voice fell silent for a long while—in this realm without the concept of time, it seemed forever still.

"I expelled him."

When the indistinct voice spoke again, the god Moye lost interest, shaking his head in disappointment and withdrawing his gaze.

Moye said: "I thought I'd see something interesting."

Meneck replied: "He wouldn't be foolish enough to come directly to the Abyss. He remains in other dimensions, using the uncontrolled to control the controlled."

Moye sneered: "Your courage is greater than I imagined. I never would have guessed."

"He's levied heavy taxes on me for so many years—I'm merely seizing an opportunity to reclaim some compensation," Meneck's voice carried a note of helplessness.

"According to my original calculations, even if his setup reactivated, it shouldn't have succeeded at this moment."

"Something's wrong—someone must have intervened to help him."

As they spoke, horrific scenes emerged—Reincarnation teams in various worlds, carrying out their missions.

"You know I don't care about these," Moye said. "I only wish to witness interesting performances on the stage—and you've interrupted them."

"Change the stage, restart the show," Meneck's overlapping voice echoed.

The ending of death rose from the darkness, this concept evaporated entirely, and the items that turned against their owners—or the histories of those who had consumed certain Consumables—dissolved into dust.

It was as if gentle rain fell; in an instant, the people in those scenes were restored to wholeness, though their backgrounds had changed.

"All universes naturally born in the Void will, after an immeasurable span of time, reboot and be reborn in cycles."

"Here is the ruin—the place where, after all worlds reach their end, the remnants of information, matter, and souls settle and accumulate."

"We lack everything—except stages and resources."

As Meneck spoke, a list of the Reincarnation space's exchange items appeared before Moye—countless rare treasures, legendary secrets, divine herbs from countless realms—all rapidly vanishing.

"I'll replenish the stock. Strange." Meneck's voice betrayed surprise: "Some team is selling Tiancheng access passes?"

"It seems your trouble knocking isn't coincidental," Moye said, watching the list as it pulled up the 'Access Pass.'

"Seven million Reincarnation points and one thousand B-class medals." Meneck ignored it, muttered, then suddenly cried out:

"Where did this heartless merchant come from?!!!"

"Only an idiot would pay such a price for this thing—what the hell?! Someone actually bought it!"

The cold black crown illuminated the gloom.

Within the seemingly infinite expanse of the team space, several figures floated within beams of light, undergoing restoration from forces that refuted laws and overturned norms.

"Namo Maitreya Bodhisattva, the future Buddha, Namo all Buddhas of the ten directions and three times."

The golden-bearded monk chanted sutras, his hand forming the lotus gesture, half-closed eyes filled with the weathered traces of time.

"Holy."

His eyelashes trembled slightly; the light column shrank. Countless intricate, illusory "wan" characters flew from the falling figures, as if frozen time had extracted their wounds, and those who slept awoke once more.

"Praise you, the Supreme Buddha."

Golden tears streamed from their eyes; the group, in perfect unison, made the sign of the cross over their chests, then clasped their hands in reverent prayer.

"Thanks to our Lord's generous transmission of the Great Dao, we have reunited here unharmed, without spending a single Reincarnation point on restoration."

"Thus, our team has finally advanced to SSS-class, and now possesses a world with considerable potential as our base."

"Our homeland can finally enjoy temporary peace, free from the harassment of demons and specters."

The golden-bearded monk sighed deeply; beside him, a faint, aged silhouette emerged.

"Kai En, without you, we would have been wiped out," Wei Wu said, his Buddhist aura equally dense, even showing signs of merging completely with his own sword intent.

"That one's blessing is truly powerful—you were cursed by a world-level curse from a timeline collapse instance, and even when Heibake was alive, he couldn't remove it."

"Through the Lord's blessing, this curse has instead become the source of your extraordinarily potent life force."

"Even when confronted by a corrupted Abyssal Demon Duke, you survived unscathed."

Recalling the instance's timeline, the final objective had been an Abyssal Demon Duke who had developed undead traits due to unknown high-level corruption.

He was a terrifying entity—only SSS-class Reincarnation teams had any chance of defeating him, capable of commanding legions to freely traverse the Void dimensions, unleashing great-world calamities and invading different timelines, with countless Count-level knights and dozens of Marquis-level bodyguards under his command.

Even weakened by his irreversible undead transformation, he was still beyond their capacity to handle.

"A team that had just failed promotion and was severely depleted immediately took on an even harder promotion mission—and succeeded."

Even though the Reincarnation space never lacked miracles, if this story spread, other Reincarnation seekers would dismiss it as fantasy.

"It's normal. Back when I was on Lingshan, I perfectly fused with Maitreya's remains through an inverted curse—I am Maitreya, and Maitreya is me; I am all Buddhas, and all Buddhas are me."

Kai En, through the depth of his Buddhist practice and his team's immunity to Law-level undead corruption, successfully led the Soul-Shaking Team into the finals.

By sacrificing himself repeatedly, he awakened the suppressed consciousness of the corrupted Demon Duke, who then chose to commit suicide and return to the Abyss.

"The Dao granted me by the Lord encompasses all life," Kai En said, his expression tinged with regret.

"Had my power been sufficient to trace back to the source of that Duke's Abyssal timeline, I might have had the chance to liberate him, to let him receive the Lord's grace—instead of merely awakening his lingering consciousness. Alas."

Kai En felt shame—he had always been just short. Last time on Lingshan, he was just short. Now again, just short. As the anointed one who first received the Lord's grace, this was a stain upon the Lord's honor.

"Still, it's better this way—a Demon Duke owes us a favor. Next time we visit his domain, there will be plenty of opportunities."

He could only comfort himself thus, trying to make his failure seem less humiliating.

"During Kane's repair of your bodies, some events related to my lord's team have appeared in the Cycle Space."

Mu Yan stepped out holding the Jade Pure Vase, summoning a light screen that displayed information posts before the other members.

"The teams Wild Speech, Explosive Nation, and GoodNameGotTakenByAQueer—three A-rank teams that cooperated during the 'Fallen Abyss' mission—attempted to spread information about my lord's team."

The Cycle Space's matching system has flaws: in the Journey to the West instance world, the opposing pilgrimage team consists of the Three Pure Ones, Hun Tian Di, Buddha, and Odin—how are we supposed to play this?

ZeroCharge (GoodNameGotTakenByAQueer): Liar, may your whole family die—I played a Leopard Spirit in the Journey to the West world and actually encountered a pilgrimage team made of the Three Pure Ones, Hun Tian Di, Buddha, and Odin!

Imhotep003 (Reforge the Glory of the Nile): Do you believe him or believe I am the Pharaoh?

SilverPeak (Explosive Nation): I believe him, because we were on the same team battle mission—the promotion task of the 'SoulShaker' team that posted notices on our district square.

ZeroCharge (GoodNameGotTakenByAQueer): You upstairs, fuck you, you still owe us the resurrection fee for one more head!

GreyWolf (Wild Speech): I bet 'SoulShaker' is already wiped out.

Mu Yan (SoulShaker): Why did you all team up to deceive people?

"I've privately contacted them and signed contracts, withdrawing some hush money from the team treasury," Mu Yan said.

"You did well," Wei Wu glanced at her approvingly and said, "Even if the Lord doesn't care, it might still draw unnecessary attention."

Mu Yan nodded: "There's one more thing—my lord's team opened a shop in the newbie area."

After learning the team's name from the Lord, Kane had long instructed Mu Yan to monitor the situation, and unexpectedly, news of the Lord had truly surfaced.

"Why open a shop in the newbie area?"

"The Lord must have a profound reason for doing this."

"This is..."

Kane stared at the 'All-Tiancheng Pass' hanging above the auction house, paused, then realized: "The Lord once said we should explore useful information about the Cycle Space—it's time!"

Seven million Cycle Points and a thousand B-rank medals?

Pocket change!

"This is the qualification to pay homage to my Lord.": mayiwsk