Chapter 741: Miracle

"A new 'Black Emperor'?"

Mr. Men was slightly stunned, as if sinking into a distant memory, and after a moment regained his senses, gently nodded toward Luo Sai Er·Gu Si Ta Fu and said:

"You are Luo Sai Er·Gu Si Ta Fu?"

"I didn't expect you to shed the contamination of the Primordial Moon in this way; that's very bold."

"After the High Sequence, dying once truly is the best way to solve one's own problems; in this regard, Miracle Masters have a great advantage."

He sighed for a while, then returned to Luo Sai Er·Gu Si Ta Fu's question: "When we first made contact, I was almost completely polluted by the Primordial Moon; only on rare occasions could I regain a sliver of reason, and most of the time I didn't even know what I had said to you."

"I know, but unfortunately, I learned too late," Luo Sai Er·Gu Si Ta Fu said with a sigh, then ended the topic: "Let's begin quickly; I can't keep my true form away from the Star Realm for long, or that guy moving toward the Star Realm's ruler will notice anomalies and start speculating."

As he spoke, the brass codex he held was already filled with dense silvery words, and he began flipping forward half a page, revealing golden edicts one after another:

"This place is suitable for digesting demonic elixir."

"This place is suitable for the dead to return."

As edicts that altered the underlying rules appeared one after another, the "Secret Pair Master" trait that Mr. Men harbored began to dissolve, digesting bit by bit; he also started shedding the state of a historical projection, evolving toward a real, independent entity.

A crudely cut paper figure fell from the boundless gray mist, landing directly on Mr. Men, grafting a state of death onto him.

His aura waned in an instant, his form becoming ethereal and transparent, as if about to vanish, yet bound by surrounding rules, unable to truly depart and return to the historical void.

Specks of gray‑white light burst from his body, crawling like wriggling little worms into history.

Above the gray mist, Ke Lai En exhaled with relief after noticing the scene: "In terms of twisting and exploiting rules, the Black Emperor can also achieve a fraudulent effect like Error."

While sighing, Ke Lai En used the power of the "Curtain" to fuse this gray mist with the place where Mr. Men stood; in an instant, the gray mist over the Source Fortress began to boil and churn.

"Here, history and the present coexist."

Holding the Trelosost Brass Book, Luo Sai Er·Gu Si Ta Fu whispered a chant, and the corresponding words appeared on the brass book.

As this rule manifested, the brass book in Luo Sai Er·Gu Si Ta Fu's hand fell silent as if drained of energy, and he nodded toward Lei Ke Dun, saying:

"This rule can only last three seconds."

After speaking, his figure quickly faded away, returning to the divine realm of the Star Realm.

Above the gray mist, Ke Lai En had already pre‑drawn a miracle of death‑and‑rebirth using his extraordinary trait.

During the overlap of history and the present, transparent insects continuously emerged from the mist of history, converging into the increasingly ethereal Mr. Men.

Mr. Men's form rapidly solidified, and a layered, illusory gate woven from brilliant starlight materialized around him, reflecting in his eyes, stabilizing his aura at the third sequence level.

In that instant, Ke Lai En felt a strong feedback from granting another's wish, which accelerated the digestion of the Miracle Master demonic elixir in his body by a large margin; only a little remained before it was fully digested.

This feedback did not come from members of the Ya Bo La Han family, but from the floating wish of Mr. Men; he heard Mr. Men's words:

"Escaping contamination and madness has been my strongest and only wish for a long time in the past."

"As a Miracle Master, you should have already sensed this feedback and thus digested a large portion of the demonic elixir."

Ke Lai En finished the fusion of the gray mist, casually flicked a paper figure, letting it land before Mr. Men, thereby imparting part of his will.

The paper figure, Ke Lai En, reached out and tugged the void, causing a wall with a fireplace, floor, sofa, and crystal chandelier to materialize out of thin air.

The paper figure, Ke Lai En, gestured a request and said, "You may still have many doubts; let's sit down and talk."

"Fine." Mr. Men nodded, found a nearby red single sofa, and sat down.

Before Ke Lai En could speak, he smiled first and sighed, "Although you're still only a Miracle Master, your grasp and understanding of the Fool's path are already deep; at least in my view, your recent maneuver is no worse than that of the former An Ti Ge Nu Si."

"By exploiting and fraudulently using the rules, I avoid directly returning to the historical void after death, giving my existence a cornerstone, then grafting my spirit, will, and emotions onto the Secret Pair Master trait, and pre‑drawing a miracle so that my resurrection after death becomes the true me."

"This way of using the rules reminds me of A Meng; it's very his style."

Ke Lai En lightly nodded, his gaze sweeping over Lei Ke Dun sitting quietly beside him. "I only thought of this after being reminded; I must say, some people understand my path better than I do myself." He muttered something under his breath, then continued, "I don't possess any extra Miracle Master traits; you must seek them yourself, perform the ritual, and then incorporate them."

"No problem." Mr. Men lightly nodded, paused briefly, then asked, "I want to know what price the Ya Bo La Hans have paid for this."

"Everyone's wishes, plus temporary ownership of two level‑0 sealed items."

"The rest, I need you to help me fight A Meng; he has already become the true deity of both the Error and Men pathways, and before I become a true Fool, I can hardly contend with him."

Ke Lai En disclosed his current predicament without any concealment.

"No problem." Mr. Men nodded, then turned his gaze to Lei Ke Dun.

Feeling Mr. Men's gaze, Lei Ke Dun laughed and said:

"My demands remain unchanged; as the apocalypse approaches, the shortage of manpower becomes increasingly evident. I need personnel to stabilize the situation while also advancing society, for civilization's progress will feed me tangible power, which is crucial to me."

While speaking, he directly transmitted the corresponding information into Mr. Men's mind, a faster and more concise exchange than words.

After a brief silence to digest the information, Mr. Men solemnly nodded and said:

"It looks exhausting, but for someone trapped in darkness and storms for millennia, frequent dealings with people can be rather pleasant."

After the brief exchange reached consensus, Mr. Men rose, gave a rather solemn bow to Ke Lai En and Lei Ke Dun, then said, "I need to return to the Ya Bo La Han family first to handle the follow‑up of this matter."

"Having lost uniqueness and the angelic status, I must adopt a new honorific, otherwise prayers directed at me could be stolen by A Meng."

As the words faded, shards of brilliant starlight flew from the void, swiftly constructing an illusory great door that enveloped Mr. Men's figure, which vanished instantly.

The Ya Bo La Han family—Lao Lun Si and his group had just retrieved the two level‑0 sealed items under the family's control, preparing for the highest‑ranking Lao Lun Si to deliver them to Fo Er Si.

Before the elder council members could depart, countless starlights surged from all directions, rapidly converging to form a dazzling starlit gate.

A middle‑aged man dressed in classical aristocratic attire, with a stern face and azure eyes, stepped out of the starlit gate.

His gaze lingered on several members of the Ya Bo La Han elder council for a while before he exhaled heavily and said:

"Send a message to the family members scattered across the world; I have returned, and you no longer need to hide your names or stay dispersed."

"If anyone wishes to maintain the current stable situation, respect their views, but keep some oversight; as the apocalypse nears, extraordinary events will increase, and as a Ya Bo La Han, it's hard to completely avoid such hidden risks."

"Ancestor... you... you really revived!"

The first to react was Wei Er Du·Jia Xi Ya, wearing gold‑rimmed glasses; his expression was hard to read, yet somewhat wary as he looked at Mr. Men, who seemed to have stepped out from a family portrait.

That blood‑line mystic connection allowed him to easily confirm the person before him belonged to the Ya Bo La Han family, though years of cautious living kept a degree of doubt.

Mr. Men gently nodded and said:

"Yes, if you need confirmation, you may recite my honorific, but only now."

My authority and characteristics have been stolen by A Meng; now He perhaps won't pay too much attention to these, but if someone keeps chanting my honored name, He will notice and, following the prayer, direct His gaze over.

"I understand." Weierdu·Jiaxiya nodded repeatedly, his gaze faintly meeting that of Lawrence and the others behind him, then he put his palms together in front of his mouth and nose, closed his eyes, and began to pray softly:

"Great Gate of Myriad Gates, Guide of the Endless Starry Sky, Key of All Mysterious Worlds."

As the last words fell, a pure, twinkling starry sky suddenly appeared in his pupils, and the figure of Mr. Door emerged among the starlight.

He subconsciously opened his eyes, and the figure that had emerged from the starlight overlapped with Mr. Door before him—they were the same person!

Weierdu·Jiaxiya couldn't hide his excitement as he gazed at Mr. Door before him, his voice suddenly choking up:

"Ancestor, you have finally returned!"

(End of chapter)