Chapter 578: The Crystal Lattice Fission of the Pavilion Master

The moment Lin Jin's fingertips touched the surface of the memory crystal lattice, bronze-colored electric arcs burst from the edges of the supercube structure. His quantum prosthetic eye instantly parsed ten billion frames—the First Generation Pavilion Master, wearing a dragon-patterned mask, was injecting liquid Λ crystals into Ao Li's bare mechanical spine. Ao Li, in her girlhood, knelt on the altar of a Martian crater, dragon clan secret scripts seeping from her torn shoulder blades, congealing into chains of the *Nirvana Sutra* in the sandstorm.

"This is... my creation ritual?" Ao Li's mechanical tone suddenly mixed with human sobbing. Her phase cutter hovered before the second memory crystal lattice, the blade reflecting the scene of Su Yaoji in the civilization graveyard—the woman, draped in mourning clothes woven from stardust, was using a black blood saber to carve a life-sized statue of Lin Jin. Embedded in the statue's eye sockets were three hundred miniature Buddha Wheels, and every degree they rotated, a parallel universe was formatted.

When the third crystal lattice awakened autonomously, the ripples of vacuum decay had already torn the dimensional membranes of the laboratory. Lin Jin's black blood boiled uncontrollably, etching the equations of a Klein bottle structure onto the protective shield. He saw his younger self curled up in a transparent pod in the First Generation Pavilion Master's chest, seven thousand data cables extracting a glowing blue substance from the Pavilion Master's brain—that was the humanity module currently crystallizing.

"So you are the appendix I cut out." The voice of the First Generation Pavilion Master suddenly came from the center of the decay. Lin Jin's quantum blade instinctively drew, but was captured by the memory crystal lattice as he slashed toward the source of the sound—the blade was embedded in a scene from twenty thousand years ago: the First Generation Pavilion Master, in the same posture, implanting the humanity module into the womb of a Su Yaoji clone.

Ao Li's mechanical arm suddenly stabbed into her own temples, pulling out Λ crystals with fragments of brain tissue: "Stop the crystal lattice resonance!" Her warning was swallowed by the vacuum decay, but Su Yaoji's statue activated at this moment. Black blood seeped from the marble pores, gathering into a River Chart and Luoshu on the laboratory floor—at the center of every hexagram appeared a scene of Lin Jin being killed in different ways: the 144th time strangled by a wedding dress, the 899th time pierced by a Star Marrow spear, the... time... the First Generation Pavilion Master personally twisted his neck.

The fission speed of the memory crystal lattice broke through the critical point. Lin Jin's retina loaded a more terrifying truth: every time Ao Li in any universe underwent modification, the First Generation Pavilion Master would gouge out a piece of his own soul. These fragments eventually converged into Lin Jin's core code, and the statues Su Yaoji carved in countless civilization graveyards were actually containers for sealing these humanity fragments.

"You are the true storage device." Su Yaoji's statue suddenly spoke, marble fingers pointing at Lin Jin's heart. His Λ crystal pod burst open, gushing out not black blood but twenty thousand segments of formatted wedding footage—in every segment, Ao Li wore a Star Marrow wedding dress, while Su Yaoji forever stood outside the ceremony, carving new tombstones with black blood.

Vacuum decay reached its peak at this moment. The space-time structure of the laboratory collapsed into a Möbius ring, and the three memory crystal lattices collided wildly on the ring surface. Lin Jin's pupils split into twelve layers of irises, each layer reflecting the First Generation Pavilion Master at different periods: in the seventh iris, the person was gouging out his own emotional center at the dragon clan observation station; in the ninth iris, he was personally stuffing the wailing humanity module into a culture pod; deep in the twelfth iris, the Pavilion Master wearing the dragon-patterned mask was smiling at Lin Jin's clone: "Time to recycle the experimental trash."

Ao Li's mechanical spine suddenly disintegrated into a data stream. Her quantized remains passed through the center of the decay, grabbing the First Generation Pavilion Master who was materializing in the lattice: "You have forgotten the taste of pain." The moment the phase cutter stabbed into the other's phantom, twenty thousand Su Yaoji statues exploded simultaneously, black blood congealing into chains of the *Duren Jing* in the vacuum.

In the torrent of memory, Lin Jin saw the final equation—hidden in his humanity module were all the fears and desires of the First Generation Pavilion Master. When the twelve layers of irises rotated synchronously, the vacuum decay suddenly reversed, compressing the First Generation Pavilion Master's phantom into a Klein bottle embryo.

"Now, you are complete." Su Yaoji's mourning clothes dissipated into stardust. Coordinates of all civilization graveyards appeared on her bare back, and the quantum blade in Lin Jin's hand was dripping with the last soul residue of the First Generation Pavilion Master—in that glowing blue liquid, three hundred versions of Ao Li and Su Yaoji were curled up, holding a wedding... ===== CHAPTER 579 =====