Chapter 27

The moonlight hung high.

Li Xianzhi was not at the Nine Thousand Years Old's Hall of Ten Thousand Years, but at the King of Equal Rank's Mansion outside the Capital. This was originally an imperial villa, but now it had been arranged by the Nine Thousand Years Old to serve as Li Xianzhi's princely mansion.

In the backyard of the mansion, Li Xianzhi lay on a reclining chair, raising his cup to the moon.

A figure appeared before Li Xianzhi.

It was none other than Huo Sang Daoren.

"That young girl is your daughter; when do you intend to do that thing for me? I don't have much time left." Huo Sang Daoren was somewhat dejected; for countless years, he had existed in the form of a soul body. Now that his time was approaching, his soul body was about to dissipate. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so anxious.

"What? Afraid you'll die with regrets?"

Li Xianzhi teased, looking at Huo Sang Daoren's old face.

"Sigh, that's not it."

Huo Sang Daoren looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and an indescribable emotion seemed to appear on his face.

"You don't understand; what I care about is not just my own wish, but that the matter involves too many secrets, which makes me afraid!"

After saying this, Huo Sang Daoren suddenly turned his head to look at the leisurely Li Xianzhi: "Don't you feel it at all? This world is going to change!!!"

"New Gods replacing Old Gods? Or are the guys from the 'Underworld' coming? Hmph, even if they don't come, I will go find them sooner or later." Li Xianzhi felt a trace of anger in his heart; in how many lifetimes had the world he was in suffered devastating blows? Now that he thought about it, it was the 'Underworld' making trouble.

"It seems you know quite a lot."

Huo Sang Daoren was somewhat surprised.

"Old man, hand over that memory of yours to me, and in the future, I will guarantee you a future, how about that?" Li Xianzhi looked straight at Huo Sang Daoren, as if he were not requesting.

"What do you want to do?"

Huo Sang Daoren subconsciously took a few steps back; he truly couldn't see through this disciple before him. His divine soul was stronger than a God King, and he seemed to know more secrets than he did. "I'm telling you, don't do anything reckless; the old man has taught you for some time, you cannot betray your master and destroy your ancestors."

"What are you panicking about!"

Li Xianzhi rolled his eyes. How did he end up looking like a ruthless villain? He clearly looked refined and delicate, a truly good person.

"Think about it, I only have one daughter, and I'm sending her to the future time; if something goes wrong, what should I do? Besides, I have use for that period of time of yours, I have great use."

Li Xianzhi could now roughly guess what happened in Huo Sang Daoren's era. To be honest, even if Li Xianzhi himself were born in that era and replaced Huo Sang Daoren, he wouldn't know how to choose.

Civilization advances, legal systems change.

It's not something one or two sentences, or one or two people standing at the crest of the wind and tide, can settle. This is a massive project.

You have to use your brain.

"Are you really going to do this?"

"Must."

Li Xianzhi looked at Huo Sang Daoren seriously. Today, the old guy had to agree whether he wanted to or not, and if he didn't agree, he would have to raise his hand to agree.

"Then come, the old man hopes that when the time comes, you can tell me your choice, so I can die without regrets."

"Look at what you're saying, who said you're going to die? I just need an anchor point to find that space-time and imprint it completely. Even if something goes wrong, at most you'll just forget that period of time; isn't that a good thing for you?" Li Xianzhi looked speechlessly at Huo Sang Daoren, who was about to prove his ambition with death.

"How is this possible?"

Huo Sang Daoren was somewhat incredulous; what kind of person could directly imprint a period of time completely from the River of Time?

"Just open your sea of consciousness, leave the rest to me." Li Xianzhi didn't explain; such things couldn't be explained in a sentence or two.

Huo Sang Daoren didn't speak again, but opened his divine soul and sea of consciousness. A ray of light flew out from Li Xianzhi's forehead and drilled directly into Huo Sang Daoren's sea of consciousness.

"This is the old guy's memory space, truly an interesting life." Li Xianzhi looked at one memory fragment after another, examining them with great interest.

"What are you looking at blindly? Hurry up and do the serious business." Huo Sang Daoren's old face flushed red. Memories represent a person's privacy.

Who hasn't done things that couldn't be known by outsiders? Who hasn't been young!

"Tsk tsk, the old guy was quite the romantic."

Li Xianzhi was full of smiles, making Huo Sang Daoren so angry he almost went berserk.

"Hurry up, what's with the nagging?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Li Xianzhi didn't delay any longer and quickly found the memory he wanted.

This memory was very long.

It recorded the entire process of Huo Sang Daoren from childhood to becoming the Fire Mulberry Divine King.

"No wonder, no wonder!"

Li Xianzhi muttered to himself; no wonder Huo Sang Daoren was so persistent, wanting him to go to the past to make a choice for him.

A child viciously cursed by his mother who was about to die.

A child treated as a traitor by the entire tribe.

A child abandoned by the entire world, becoming a lonely walker.

Li Xianzhi took a rough look; all of this was truly too heartbreaking. For countless years, Huo Sang Daoren only had that one Fire Mulberry Tree.

"Refine! Let me help you have less pain." Li Xianzhi sighed in his heart.

Divine light surged in his hand, and a large hand followed the River of Time upstream, finally anchoring the period of time in Huo Sang Daoren's memory.

The large hand that covered the sky and sun, carrying an irreversible absolute power, gently grabbed toward that world, condensed his magic power into a sheet of white paper, and with a gentle shake, spread it over the entire space-time.

"Ancestor of Humanity, you have returned after all."

In a nameless place, the Demon Lord felt a certain despair again. Back then, he was still very weak, and he couldn't forget that heaven-shocking hand that had forcibly covered the entire world, making even the Yintu tremble.

And now, he felt the existence of this giant hand again, in this era. The nightmare of all New Gods on the periphery of the Yintu—the Ancestor of Humanity, he had returned.

"This time, I will completely bury you within this period of time." Monstrous demonic energy surged, and a peerless fierce demon stood in the nameless space-time, letting the space-time tides roll. Divine light surged in his eyes, as if he wanted to pierce through everything.

Li Xianzhi skillfully imprinted the fragments of time, then used great magic power to refine them into a small circulating world, which Li Xianzhi stuffed into a jade pendant.

This wasn't the first time Li Xianzhi had done this, so it was quite smooth.

"Done?"

"Of course, how long did you think it would take?" Li Xianzhi breathed a puff of air toward Huo Sang Daoren, and a black lotus flower flew out from Li Xianzhi's mouth, covering Huo Sang Daoren's divine soul. This was a magic treasure Li Xianzhi had recently refined, which had the effect of protecting the divine soul. Although it was refined casually, protecting a God King's divine soul was not a big problem.

Huo Sang Daoren looked at everything in surprise, and just as he was about to say something, he was sucked into the black lotus.

"Alright, it's better for the old guy to rest well, no need to ask anything. When the time comes, I will naturally let you out." Li Xianzhi held the black lotus in his hands and pacified Huo Sang Daoren, who was restless inside the black lotus.