Chapter 95: Yaokong

Yaokong.

This place is also what many practitioners recognize as Jiu Chong Tian, the location of the Heavenly Dao.

Here, the Heavenly Dao does not need to manifest into other appearances; it is like a mass of misty vapor, gray and permeated with faint white, floating above the clouds, from which one can occasionally see the myriad states of all living things.

Within Yaokong, it is empty and vast; apart from the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao itself, there remains only an incomparably large chessboard.

On the brownish-wood chessboard are black and white pieces, but the difference is clear.

There are only three and a half black pieces.

Three pieces have already solidified, and there is another half-black, half-white piece that is currently solidifying but is unstable in form.

The Heavenly Dao Incarnation is named Yinrui.

It does not know from when it began to possess spiritual intelligence.

Yaokong Yinrui.

It chose this name for itself.

It manipulates the myriad states of the world and the joys and sorrows of human life.

For all living things to leave suffering and attain happiness is, in its hands, the most interesting script of a hundred plays.

Whoever it wants to live, lives; whoever it wants to die...

... dies.

Like a child who has obtained an interesting toy, it initially used this power unscrupulously.

It also fueled the flourishing of Immortals in multiple small worlds.

One after another, the heaven-favored children with talent, ability, and perseverance successfully achieved Ascension and went to the upper realm, thanks to the tailwind provided by Yinrui.

At first, Yinrui felt happy.

But later, as time passed, it increasingly discovered something wrong.

Wrong!

Everything was wrong!

In terror and convulsions, Yinrui discovered the conspiracy of the Great Dao.

No wonder! No wonder it is the only Heavenly Dao in this world.

No wonder it could not find any of its own kind.

The Heavenly Dao is not supposed to possess spiritual intelligence, so it, possessing spiritual intelligence, is an anomaly.

An anomaly is destined to be eradicated.

A Heavenly Dao without spiritual intelligence would be like a tool—silent, selfless, and dedicated, transporting its own nutrients to one heaven-favored child after another.

Allowing those heaven-favored children to successfully achieve Ascension and go to the upper realm.

To a place it cannot reach, touch, or see.

Yinrui panicked.

He did not wish to be like the former Heavenly Dao, disappearing silently, sacrificing himself selflessly, and eventually being replaced by a new Heavenly Dao.

And the people of the world do not know the process of this alternation.

It is simply like an old ox raised by mortals, silently tilling the fields and sacrificing itself selflessly.

Yinrui has never liked manifesting as an ox.

It wanted to resist, wanted to preserve its own consciousness, day after day, year after year...

It finally discovered a fatal point.

Those heaven-favored children who could achieve Ascension to the upper realm were nurtured by it, and it could also better manipulate the Destiny of these people.

The Destiny of these people turned into a chart once again; in its hands, it could let these people live, or let these people die, letting these people climb along the Destiny Line it had established.

Climbing continuously, reaching Jiu Chong Tian.

Which is Yaokong, where it resides.

And then, it swallows them into its belly in one gulp.

It not only reclaimed the nutrients it had given but also reclaimed even more supplementary nourishment.

In this way, it is simply a business with ten thousand times the profit.

Not only that, in the long river of time, Yinrui discovered an existence called "Transmigrators."

That is another world, not a small world, and certainly not the upper realm, but merely innocent existences that entered its world by mistake.

Yinrui kept the coordinates.

He extracted some extremely critical things from the memories of those Transmigrators.

Protagonist. Supporting character.

Cannon fodder.

Plot.

Yinrui was extremely joyful and took these as truth.

At fixed intervals, he would bring in a portion of Transmigrators from the coordinates he kept, entering the parallel space-time where he resides.

And then... turn them into the "protagonists" in his world.

Either personally guiding them to climb, or indirectly guiding them to climb.

Letting them willingly deliver themselves into its mouth.

But there were also errors and omissions.

Yinrui hid all ten realms of the Small Five Decays of Heaven and Man and the Great Five Decays of Heaven and Man.

Setting the Emperor Realm as the highest point the Human Race could reach; after the Emperor Realm comes Ascension, and Ascension leads into its belly, providing it with better growth, allowing it to better manipulate the entire world and treat the world as a toy in its palm.

But there were also some people...

They have always been naturally sensitive.

They have always been able to capture things that are out of the ordinary.

They punctured the conspiracy that was already as fragile as paper.

But under the influence of the Heavenly Dao, they were unable to speak of it, let alone pass it down through inheritance.

Only a very small number of people, by exhausting every possible means, selectively passed on the conspiracy that the Heavenly Dao had single-handedly obscured to their descendants.

Yinrui watched the "chapter" it had most recently woven with cold eyes.

Lu Daocheng was originally a Child of Luck it held in extremely high regard, but things went wrong; however, the growth in power gained from other Children of Luck allowed it to open the door to a new world line.

It used every ounce of its strength to pull Lu Daocheng, who had already grown into the Demon Emperor, over from another space-time to maintain the stability of its own space-time.

Yinrui sneered slightly in its heart.

The black pieces on both sides were supporting characters who had broken away from his predetermined Fate.

Lu Daocheng is still a white piece for now, and is evolving toward a deeper white.

It wants to see if Lu Ren, this disobedient black piece, can win over the young and naive Lu Daocheng, and whether he can also win over the Demon Emperor who is already within his grasp?

Hmph...

However.

Although Yinrui can interfere with Fate, as long as a Child of Luck has not achieved Ascension, the power it invests will only weaken itself.

Only when a Child of Luck achieves Ascension and is devoured by it can it regain power to strengthen its own influence.

Currently, it does not have much power left.

It does not know what is going on... Yinrui felt a bit suspicious in its heart.

Judging from the memories it obtained when other Heavenly Daos were extinguished, the power a Heavenly Dao should possess is clearly not as little as what is available to it.

Sometimes, it even feels that it is not the Heavenly Dao.

But thinking about it, that is highly impossible.

Perhaps something went wrong somewhere... maybe it is the price of having its own intelligence.

Yinrui could only console itself this way.

He was like a patient hunter, waiting for the moment the prey fell into the trap.

Yinrui calculated its power to replenish opportunities for its Child of Luck, but there were also those living in extreme torment.

Yu Chunlan had waited for a very long time.

The Spirit Spring Space she possessed allowed her to peek at the scene outside for a certain amount of time every day, and this period of time had almost driven her mad.

Just how idle is Lu Ren?

Why does he keep sending people to guard the place where she is? Once she enters the Spirit Spring Space, she cannot move it at all.

She could only be like a withered water plant, forcibly placed under the scorching sun to be baked.

She was almost unable to hold on any longer.

The spiritual energy within the Spirit Spring Space is abundant.

She can use the spiritual energy within the Spirit Spring Space to cultivate, but if she wants to undergo the tribulation, she must go to the outside world.

For the first time, Yu Chunlan hated her own talent.

The heavenly lightning for her tribulation is approaching, and no matter how she suppresses it, she cannot keep it down; she must get out! But... how is she supposed to get out? (End of chapter)