Chapter 393

Tang An had a bad premonition, because at this time, whatever Nuwa said was to put pressure on her. Or rather, to make her have no choice.

Nuwa waved a fate disk, on which was recorded the destiny that everyone had from birth.

"Before the Journey to the West Calamity, this Guardian was actually supposed to be Yang Jian and Nezha."

"So when the Investiture of the Gods tribulation rose, the Heavenly Dao wanted to greatly prosper the Heavenly Court, but I wanted to ensure they were sanctified in the flesh in the Investiture of the Gods, gaining the greatest growth and power."

"Including their experiences, tempering, and the power they gained. Everything was cultivated according to the Guardian."

"But all this, before the Journey to the West Calamity, for some unknown reason, the destiny of the Guardian shifted to you without any warning."

"And the person who received the destiny was not Yunxiao, nor yourself, but you after being closely connected to the four of Wukong."

"Even I have not fully understood this point."

"So I traveled through the long river of time, specifically for you, for today, changed many things, and laid out this game."

"And the people who guarded your Journey to the West were also changed from the original Wukong, Wuneng, and Wujing to Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha."

Tang An laughed bitterly. "Did I carry the causality and destiny for the two of them? Nuwa Niangniang really didn't give me any reason to refuse at all."

Nuwa sighed, "It's not that I intentionally made things difficult for you, it's just that before the new Heavenly Dao appears, or before a new Guardian appears, you cannot leave."

"I don't know how many years that will be. But for the sake of the Three Realms and Six Paths, I can only do this."

Tang An listened to all this, just chuckled, and shook her head powerlessly. She felt endless sadness surrounding her heart, unable to dissipate for a long time.

"I can sacrifice for the great righteousness of the world, and I can also take on the destiny of the two of them. But this does not mean I agree with your point of view, and I will not be manipulated by you for a lifetime until death."

"All that I have lost is not mine, and all that I seek is trapped by it."

"Your moral standard is set too high, so high that if I refuse, I become a sinner of the world. Even I feel that if I do that, then I am wrong."

"But I, Tang An, am unwilling to be a puppet of the Heavenly Dao, and even more unwilling to be a marionette of the Saint."

"For me, this is just a transaction to save my grandmother, and also a transaction to replace their destiny."

"Even if you say so much, I still insist on three thousand years. Three thousand years later, I will leave to find a new Heavenly Dao and end the trouble once and for all."

"You know, I have always been immoral, so don't even think about using morality to bind me."

"If you dare to threaten me with my grandmother at that time, without the Outer Realm Demon Race, I, Tang An, can destroy the Three Realms and Six Paths."

"Even if I become a sinner through the ages, I will never let you succeed."

"Also, the sentence 'all that is sought is trapped by it' applies to me, and it also applies to you."

"I can be a hero who saves the world, or a demon who destroys the world. And the world's sentient beings you want to protect will also become your shackles and cage."

With words finished, Tang An turned and left.

Nuwa did not stop Tang An, because she knew that since Tang An had agreed, then within three thousand years, no matter what the price, she would desperately guard the new Demon-Suppressing Pass.

Outside Wahuang Palace.

Tang An had just come out when she saw a figure waiting there early.

It was none other than Lishan Laomu.

Well, things always have to be solved head-on.

"Do you still hate me?" Lishan Laomu asked.

"Hate." Tang An said one word coldly.

Even if she knew this game was for the great righteousness of the world, even if Lishan Laomu had once given her corresponding help.

But was that help or use, who could tell clearly?

No matter what, Lishan Laomu went to find Pilanpo, let her pay with her life, and almost made her kill her closest kin with her own hands, which was a knot in her heart that she couldn't cross in her life.

Lishan Laomu thought and explained: "Pilanpo entering reincarnation is to have the destiny of the future. Her sacrifice to save you is inevitable. Even if I didn't go, there would be others."

"But you still went, didn't you?" Tang An looked at Lishan Laomu coldly.

"Heavenly Dao, Saint Nuwa, and even Master, Senior Uncle. Did you ask me?"

"Did you ask me if I was willing to live with my hands stained with the blood of my closest kin!"

"You are not saving me, but killing me in the coldest and cruelest way."

Lishan Laomu was dumbfounded and couldn't speak.

Tang An flashed in front of Lishan Laomu, turned her back to her, and continued: "From the first time you and I met, it was all paving the way for that day, letting me kill my closest kin with my own hands."

"I sincerely took you as my master, but the Immortal Binding Rope you gave me was for that day, that moment, that sword."

"You are an immortal, and you actually went to help an Outer Realm Demon Race in order to calculate me? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"And Yunxiao, she also trusted you so much. But from the moment Yunxiao came to Wahuang Palace to listen to the Dao with you before entering the Investiture of the Gods tribulation, and met Lingzhuzi by chance, she had already been calculated by you."

"You immortals... are really so cruel..." Tang An really wanted to kill her personally.

But everything Lishan Laomu did was ultimately for righteousness, and also to close the causality of Pilanpo's reincarnation. These things made her have no reason to take action.

Forget it, she was too tired, she didn't want to do those meaningless arguments anymore.

Tang An took out the Immortal Binding Rope and the Cold Moon Bracelet from the Wealth Gathering Ring.

Lishan Laomu saw this and wanted to speak, but heard a "Bang!" sound. Those two items were destroyed by Tang An personally.

Tang An's mouth flowed with blood; she destroyed not only two magic treasures but also the divine consciousness imprint on the magic treasures, so she was backlashed.

"First break, master-disciple relationship."

"Second break, cut robe righteousness."

"No..."

"Bika~"

Without waiting for Lishan Laomu to stop her, Tang An cut her own dress with a wind blade.

The cut skirt fabric fluttered in the air, as if it had completely drawn a line between the two.

"From now on, you and I have nothing to do with each other."

"If you want to take action against the people I care about again, I will definitely kill you."

With words finished, Tang An teleported away from this place.

It turns out that unknowingly, she carried so many causalities. The price of carrying thousands of causalities is three thousand years of loneliness guarding the Three Realms...

When I was a child watching TV, I really wanted to see those great heroes become very, very strong.

Only now do I understand that the price of becoming strong is sacrificing oneself, sacrificing happiness, sacrificing freedom, sacrificing family, sacrificing too much, too much...

I always felt before, how could the Eighty-One Tribulations be so long, how long would it take for the scripture seeking to end, and to become a free and easy god.

But now...

She actually missed the days on the road of the Eighty-One Tribulations.

"Not yet an immortal, but possessing Half-Saint cultivation, Master should be the first person."

Yang Jian came over with a wine pot, teasing Tang An.

Tang An had been lying on the rattan chair in the courtyard for two days. She didn't move, as if she was in a state of seclusion, but also as if she had been in a daze.

"You're here."

Tang An came back to her senses and signaled Yang Jian to sit as he pleased.

Yang Jian put the wine pot on the stone table and also took out the imperial edict of the Jade Emperor conferring gods.

"Is Master drinking first, or ranking in the immortal class first?"

Tang An looked at the sky, and she knew at a glance that the Jade Emperor was secretly observing her.

"Becoming an immortal is not as important as drinking, come, drink first."

Yang Jian smiled knowingly, picked up two cups, and started pouring wine.

Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Palace.

The Jade Emperor was dressed neatly and ready, but she didn't come?

"Listen, Minister, listen, is this appropriate?"

"Becoming an immortal is not as important as drinking? Ah?"

"Does she know how many people are dying to rank in the immortal class, ah?"

Taishang Laojun lowered the corners of his mouth and thought to himself: "Look, as long as he meets her, the Jade Emperor breaks his defense again and again."