Chapter 4141: One Life After Another, Endless Cycle

In the end, no change appeared.

Finally, Meng Gu and the scholar, embracing in blood.

To avoid having her demon core seized by suppression.

Meng Gu chose to self-detonate her demon core, dying for love together with the scholar.

"Meng Gu..."

The scholar gave Meng Gu one last look, and the next moment, darkness fell before his eyes.

"Hah..."

The Yan Kingdom, inside a palace hall.

A young man clad in dragon robes suddenly woke with a start from a dream.

To the side, a beauty dressed in a pink gauze skirt was also startled awake, looking toward the man in dragon robes.

"Your Majesty, what is wrong with you?"

The man in dragon robes had features handsome to the extreme, eyebrows flying into his temples.

Yet he was panting slightly.

"I had a dream." The man in dragon robes said.

"A dream? With Your Majesty's cultivation you still dream?"

The pink-skirted woman to the side pursed her lips and smiled, finding it a bit strange.

"In the dream, I was a mortal scholar who stumbled into a village called Peach Blossom Spring Village."

"I also met a demon race woman and became husband and wife with her, staying together for several years..."

The man in dragon robes murmured.

At this time, the pink-clad beauty to the side slightly pouted her red lips and said.

"Your Majesty, you are a cultivator with magic power that overturns the heavens, the ruler of the Yan Kingdom, how could you possibly be a mortal?"

"Moreover, if you meet with other women in your dream, is it because you have grown tired of Die Ji?"

The man in dragon robes returned to his senses, only then looking at the pink-clad woman by his side.

Brows and eyes like a painting, beauty that overturns nations, a jade face without a single flaw to be picked out.

This was his favored consort, named Die Ji.

"Right, that demon race woman in the dream, named Meng Gu, looks very much like you." The man in dragon robes said.

"Is that so..."

Hearing this, Die Ji then turned from anger to joy, her eyes full of affection.

"Perhaps, this is just a dream after all." The man in dragon robes said.

He was the Yan Kingdom's ruler, a supreme expert possessing profound magic power.

Not only that, he also harbored grand ambitions, expanding the Yan Kingdom's territory step by step, annexing continents on all sides.

The Yan Kingdom's ruler did not pay too much heed to that one dream.

He continued his grand hegemonic enterprise.

However, in the long years that followed.

Finally, other powerful forces also began to shake the Yan Kingdom's sphere of influence.

After many years of contention, the Yan Kingdom began to gradually decline, shrinking its territory.

But those opponents of the past, however, gave the Yan Kingdom not a sliver of a way out or chance.

Instead pressing closer step by step.

In the end, the Yan Kingdom's ruler was trapped within the capital, besieged on all sides.

In the empty, deserted grand palace hall.

Die Ji in a pink robe, beautiful eyes holding tears.

All ministers and generals within the Yan Kingdom, those who betrayed betrayed, those who fled fled.

The Yan Kingdom's ruler smiled desolately, countless years of grand hegemonic enterprise, like a millet dream, all becoming a laughingstock.

"Why do you not leave?"

The Yan Kingdom's ruler looked at Die Ji.

Even the Empress left him.

Why does this consort Die Ji still remain here.

"Die Ji wishes to live and die together with Your Majesty." Die Ji said.

"Heh... hehe..."

The Yan Kingdom's ruler laughed, carrying desolation.

Such a vast foundation, such a vast Yan Kingdom, once had countless people bowing in submission, countless beauties willing to share his bed.

In the end now, after everything ends, only one person is willing to share life and death with him.

Finally, Die Ji danced a tune for the Yan Kingdom's ruler.

Then drew a sword and committed suicide by cutting her own throat.

The Yan Kingdom's ruler embraced Die Ji, a smile on the corner of his mouth, self-destructing his Dao foundation...

"Cough..."

On a boundless seashore.

A youth with dark skin, yet unable to hide his heroic bearing, suddenly woke coughing.

He coughed up a lot of seawater.

Beside him, a group of fishermen gathered around.

"Kid, are you alright?"

A middle-aged man embraced the youth, asking with concern.

"I..."

The youth had a dazed expression on his face.

"What happened to you?" someone asked.

"I... I am a scholar, no, I am the ruler of Yan State, a supreme powerhouse..."

"Kid, what nonsense are you spouting?" the middle-aged man said anxiously.

Beside him, an old fisherman suddenly stroked his beard and said: "This kid must have encountered a mermaid, right?"

Hearing this, some of the surrounding fishermen were startled.

It is said that in the depths of the sea, there is a merfolk race that lures fishermen with their songs, causing them to hallucinate and fall into the sea, becoming their prey.

"Kid, you fell into the sea..." the middle-aged man said.

The youth still had a dazed expression.

In the years that followed, the youth gradually grew up and paid no mind to these dreams.

One day, while fishing in the deep sea, he encountered a storm.

He was swept into the sea.

Just as he thought he was about to die.

Suddenly, before his blurred vision.

A bright, lovely figure appeared.

It was a mermaid.

With pink, flowing long hair, red lips and white teeth, her face was exquisite like jade.

The youth stared, having never seen such a beautiful person in his life.

No, that's not quite right—he hadn't never seen such beauty.

If we count the Dream Maiden and Butterfly Lady from his dreams.

What surprised him was that this mermaid actually resembled those from his dreams.

The pink-haired mermaid saved the youth.

Afterwards, naturally, the youth often sailed his boat to the deep sea to see her.

The two gradually developed feelings for each other.

But in the years that followed, the sea clan where the mermaid lived launched an attack on humanity.

The great cultivators of humanity also retaliated.

In that battle, the youth found the mermaid and wanted to flee with her.

But they were discovered by both sides.

The forces of humanity and the sea clan both pressured the two.

In the end, as expected, they chose to die together for love.

……

"Huu..."

On a spiritually lush immortal mountain.

A white-clad man sitting cross-legged on a futon suddenly woke with a start.

In his mind, the previous scene remained frozen—him and the mermaid dying together in the sea.

"What is this? Is it a demonic obstacle, or a heart-devil..."

The white-clad man's eyes seemed filled with confusion.

Given his cultivation and state of mind, having such a dream was utterly unthinkable.

And it wasn't just once, but again and again.

"Senior Brother, the demoness previously imprisoned in the Demon-Suppressing Tower has escaped; our master has sent you to capture her."

A boy resembling a Daoist child, riding clouds and mist, descended upon the summit and bowed slightly to the white-clad man.

His attitude toward the man was also quite respectful.

After all, this man is their sect's most outstanding senior brother.

"I understand." The white-clad man nodded slightly.

Afterwards, he rose and soared into the sky.

This time, the story remains the same.

The white-clad man went to pursue the escaped demoness, and unexpectedly formed a bond with her.

Then, for the demoness, he betrayed his sect, only to be hunted down by it.

The final outcome was, as expected, dying together with the demoness.

Afterwards, on the endless battlefield of slaughter.

A young general suddenly shuddered in his mind.

"How did I end up like this? What are these memories..."

The young general fell into a daze.

He did not understand what those extra memories in his mind were.

And this young general, in the future, would break through thirteen cities and invade the enemy state.

Finally, he saw his childhood sweetheart, the one he had grown up with and sworn to be together with in the future.

She was the princess of an enemy nation, and before him, she watched with tears as he committed suicide.

The young general, overcome with grief, also drew his sword and took his own life.

Then, a feng shui master suddenly woke up in shock.

Then came the carpenter, the hunter, the physician, the Daoist...

Life after life, it was as if trapped in an endless cycle of nightmares, forever unable to escape this reincarnation.