By the time Leon came back to his senses,
He was already situated in another space.
Yaoshi appeared before his eyes.
"Thou, what dost thou seek?"
Male body, female appearance, a thousand hands and a hundred eyes, head draped in a beige veil, and withered yellow antlers atop the head.
This was the visage The Abundance, the Aeon, used to present Himself to humans.
This was not his first time seeing Yaoshi; previously, when he became Fuli, She had also come to observe.
Leon raised an eyebrow, a rare reaction for him.
To be honest, this was the first time he had seen an Aeon who had completely restrained Their own power.
When he saw Her as Fuli before, he didn't feel much because he was also an Aeon at the time.
But now, meeting Yaoshi in the body of an Emanator—a gatekeeper to the level of Aeons—he could viscerally experience the benevolence of this God of the Paradise.
Lan, Nanook, IX, Mythus, and even Aha.
These were the Aeons Leon had seen.
They all shared a common characteristic: They never excessively concealed their identity as an Aeon in the slightest.
Lan's grim slaughter, the flames surrounding Nanook, the Nihility unconsciously emitted by IX.
These were the symbols of an Aeon,
Capable of claiming an Emanator's life with ease.
But Yaoshi did not reveal any of Her power; there was neither the aura of Abundance nor any numerical pressure.
She was just like an incredibly ordinary person.
If not for Her massive body, and the sacred attire and solemn, precious appearance,
I fear no one would believe the person before them was an Aeon.
"Thou, what dost thou seek?"
Yaoshi smiled, asking him once again.
Leon did not speak.
He was thinking about why he had come here. Was it Yaoshi who actively sought him out?
But why would She seek him, a Proxy of The Hunt?
Leon couldn't quite figure it out.
Was it Causality that aroused Her interest?
Causality certainly could not affect an Aeon.
But Shuhu was, after all, killed while using his Avatar form. There was a high probability Yaoshi could detect those two arrows from himself and Lan. Did that mean She simply took an interest in him?
Leon wasn't sure.
His intuition, usually accurate, could not function effectively on an Aeon.
"Thou, what dost thou seek?"
Yaoshi asked for the third time, Her tone remaining peaceful.
No, seriously? Did He drag Leon here specifically to grant his wish?
This Yaoshi person is actually kind of nice.
Leon looked at Yaoshi, seemingly pondering the answer to Her question.
It had to be said,
The logic behind an Aeon's actions was truly hard to fathom; you completely didn't know what They wanted to do.
However, in Leon's view, the strong indeed should do whatever they pleased like this.
"Thou, what dost thou seek?"
A faint smile remained on Yaoshi's face; She was not angry at his behavior of ignoring Her.
Leon stared straight at Yaoshi, and then, enunciating every word, he spoke:
"I want you to die."
Five words (in English), articulated with considerable clarity.
This was an opportunity to reach the sky in a single step. According to Leon's style, asking Yaoshi for some stats right now, or directly asking for Her coordinates, might have been more fitting.
But one cannot forget one's roots.
Although the position of Proxy of The Hunt was something he won for himself, Lan didn't revoke the blessing afterwards. Ultimately, it was Lan who gave Leon the opportunity to come this far.
Killing The Abundance was the Senior's long-cherished wish.
He had to consider if this might be the only chance for ascension in The Hunt's entire existence!
"Then, as thou wishest."
The corners of Yaoshi's mouth raised slightly, showing no abnormality regarding his request.
It was simply as if She would truly obediently listen and commit suicide.
In the next second, a gigantic dark green vine appeared out of thin air from behind Yaoshi.
It could be seen that the vine had a tip similar to a tentacle.
It began to entangle with itself,
In just a moment, it twisted together, looking just like a fried dough twist!
Very quickly, the originally soft and weak vine immediately became like the bit of a power drill!
With a piercing sound, the vine penetrated Yaoshi's chest.
Subsequently, a burst of light green radiance lit up from Her body!
The light obscured Yaoshi's full appearance, making it impossible for anyone to see what the situation was right now.
Leon saw that Yaoshi seemed to have truly gone to commit suicide.
At this moment, he really wanted to say,
Jingliu went to such great lengths, organizing a pile of strange and weird things, all for the goal of killing Yaoshi. And now, he had truly found Yaoshi.
Wouldn't making a corresponding wish directly to Her be better than competing with raw power in a thankless task?
This Yaoshi is a true saint; She does whatever She is asked to do!
Leon quietly waited for the final result.
But before he could wait for the result,
An energy fluctuation of the Aeon level transmitted from the place where Yaoshi was!
"Bro, seriously? That shady?!"
Leon cried out that Yaoshi was sneak-attacking, having no martial ethics.
Damn, I was ambushed! This treacherous little femboy Yaoshi had bad intentions!
Oh my, why is this The Abundance Aeon so bad!
Aeon-level energy fluctuations—how the hell is he supposed to tank that?!
Just as Leon was preparing to log into Lan's account to contend with the dying counterattack of Yaoshi, he saw this energy fluctuation integrate directly into his body upon touching him.
Surprisingly, it did not harm him in the slightest.
Although lives touched by Yaoshi would fall into a predicament where life is worse than death.
But this Aeon of The Abundance, since His debut, had never taken away even a single life.
He never refuses any prayer; He is an Aeon who cannot bear to see death and illness.
He grants all sentient beings what they seek.
This is the Nurturer of All Beings, the benevolent God of the Paradise!
"What is the meaning of this?"
The Aeon-level energy left behind after Yaoshi's death surged toward Leon continuously, entering his body and merging with him as one.
It didn't stop until he had absorbed it all, only then letting the matter rest.
"Holy crap, is this NTR!?"
He was most familiar with this sensation.
Aeon Coronation, Emanator Ascension.
This wasn't the type of Emanator position one usually gained after receiving an Aeon's approval, but rather the sky-rocketing ascension brought about after he directly absorbed the existence of Yaoshi in its entirety!
Yaoshi, of course, did not die. How could an Aeon die so easily? As long as He still had one breath left, and while the Path of The Abundance was not severed,
Yaoshi could absolutely not die!
"Should I fast-forward to the part where I ask Senior if I'm dirty?"
This development isn't right, is it? Isn't he the Miracle Male God?
So why did he get the script of a purple-haired female NPC? Who set this up for him?
Really, this Yaoshi is quite a character. ð0ðð
Seeing that he wasn't a Xianzhou native, She hurriedly came to add a Xianzhou native buff to him to complete the faction synergy, is that it?
He must have some strange fetish!
Sigh, how is Leon supposed to face Lan in the future?
The Proxy of The Hunt,
Yet now he has also become the Proxy of The Abundance at the same time.
Tell me, isn't this nonsense?
"Forget it, it was free anyway. Only a fool would refuse."
Although it was regrettable that he failed to successfully kill Yaoshi, he had obtained the numerical values he originally envisioned. It wasn't a loss; his intensity had increased by a large chunk again!
Besides, stepping onto The Abundance wasn't actually that big of a deal if one thought about it carefully. Lan only hated Abominations; He did not hate normal practitioners of The Abundance.
After all, there was still an intersection of Paths between the two.
The Hunt and The Abundance were not incompatible like fire and water. There was exactly such a faction in the galaxy.
Long-Life Strangers.
Long life is a curse of undeath, and also a blessing of eternity.
All life suffers, yet no one helps.
The long-life species have their own duties of longevity. Move forward, step onto that road of no return to save the suffering and resolve difficulties.
To put it simply:
The rest of life is too long; one must find some meaningful things to hold onto so as not to waste such longevity in vain.
If we are talking about Leon, the Proxy of The Hunt.
If he were to step onto any Path of The Abundance, then it could only be this one.
Because this philosophy coincided perfectly with Leon.
The road of pursuing stats and intensity is endless; no matter how long life is, it is not enough. How about being a Long-Life Stranger moonlighting as a Galaxy Ranger, saving the suffering and resolving difficulties in passing?
And more importantly, they both have the surname 'Long' (Chang).
Don't you feel this is simply tailor-made for him?
Heavens, this is literally me!
While Leon was thinking things over in his heart and experiencing the new power,
He hadn't noticed that he had quietly returned to the Shackling Prison.
"...General Leon, may I ask a presumptuous question?"
Jing Yuan, who had been dazed for a long time due to the scene of the two clashing, spoke up, his throat moving slightly.
"That which appeared behind you just now... was that Lan?"
He suspected he was getting old and his presbyopia made him mistake that spirit behind the back.
The Reignbow Arbiter's Heavenly General usually summoning a Lightning-Lord for battle was already cool and dazzling enough, but what was the meaning of these two fighting directly with Aeon Avatars?
That Shuhu actually possessed a Yaoshi Avatar was something Jing Yuan hadn't expected.
This Shuhu could really hide.
Whether it was the Second Abundance War or the Battle of the Ambrosial Arbor, he had never seen Him reveal this trump card.
No, He should have revealed it.
Shuhu being able to escape death from the Black Sun was likely thanks to this Avatar.
If not for Leon, Jing Yuan would likely have marveled at this Yaoshi Avatar for a long time.
But with Leon here, Shuhu was just like a dog by the roadside.
Reasonably speaking, it wasn't strange for Leon, as the Eighth Heavenly General, to have a Spirit.
But—what does it mean that your Spirit is Lan Himself?
The Xianzhou Alliance exhausted their minds and paid a massive price just to send a single message to the Reignbow Arbiter.
And it wasn't even one hundred percent guaranteed to get a response.
Yet Leon was basically making Him appear on call; he was invincible!
Lan and Yaoshi, such a world-shocking battle—was this something he could watch for free?
Jing Yuan sighed with emotion in his heart.
"Yes."
Leon replied casually, then closed his eyes.
Feeling the Causality left behind by Shuhu and Terminus embarking on the river flowing backward.
"General Leon, what are you doing?"
Jing Yuan was confused, unable to understand this operation of his.
"Someone's Tao heart was shattered by me."
Leon referred to Jingliu.
"I have to make up for it somewhat. After all, I can't just strike hard at my own people."
"General Leon means...?"
Jing Yuan was thoughtful, but still mostly didn't understand.
Leon did not reply again, focusing on the matter at hand.
...
Meanwhile, in a separate cell of the Shackling Prison.
Clink, clank.
The shackles made noise due to the movement of the wearer.
Jingliu lowered her eyelids; her vermilion eyes were listless and dull.
She didn't know where to go from here.
The plan she had treated as an obsession had been destroyed; what could a tiny Luofu swordmaster do?
A goal?
Heh, a goal. With the current her, could she really still fulfill her oath to her?
Jingliu knew the answer very well in her heart.
In this galaxy, only an Emanator could be considered to have a true voice.
Many people had praised her exquisite swordsmanship and high strength.
But Jingliu understood better than anyone.
Whether it was capturing Hulei alive or stopping the Abundance War.
All the merits she had established so far,
To an Emanator, were just trivial matters.
Take Hulei for example. Aside from an Emanator of The Erudition, was there any Emanator who couldn't kill him in an instant with a snap of their fingers?
Let alone one Hulei.
Killing a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand, even hundreds of thousands of Huleis.
Would be no different from killing one Hulei.
If one does not become an Emanator, one is ultimately just an ant.
Thinking of this, Jingliu spread her hands, looking at the palm that a swordmaster took pride in.
Her dream of becoming an Emanator had woken up.
Having lost everything, what could she still change?
"There are still many things you can change."
A sudden voice came from within the cell.
Jingliu froze slightly, immediately looking toward the source of the voice.
"...A cat?"
She saw that the source of the voice was a black cat whose body emitted black mist and whose golden pupils were flickering.
"If you have any regrets that simply must be made up for."
The black cat looked at her just like that, unblinking.
"Then speak it out, let him know."
Although the black cat didn't open its mouth, that sound, similar to murmurs, still transmitted directly into Jingliu's head.
"My regret...?"
Jingliu lowered her head, muttering to herself.
['Terminus' is about to depart.
If there is any regret you want to make up for, then shout it out with all your might in the bottom of your heart.
Transmit it to the end of time, and He will pass it on to me.
Let the 'Terminus' who is about to depart hear it, let the current me know.]
Jingliu thought of the words Leon had left her yesterday.
"My regret..."
Her regrets were many, but if speaking of the one she wanted to make up for the most...
Various images flashed through Jingliu's mind, scenes from a long time ago when she spent time with that passed Foxian woman.
There was only that one.
"My regret is..."
Jingliu raised her eyes, her gaze meeting the black cat's directly.
"Not being able to stop the Imbibitor Lunae from committing that terrible sin..."
Jingliu whispered in a low voice, "Not being able to... save her..."
The black cat did not reply.
It simply walked with elegant cat steps, turning and leaving.
Jingliu stared slightly blankly at the place where it left, not knowing what she was thinking.
Perhaps...
Leon could truly do things that no one else could do.
Jingliu didn't know if he could do it; perhaps those words were just his unintentional, casual remarks.
But... no matter what.
What harm was there in believing?
Hadn't she also believed in this god-slaying plan that received divine revelation, and put it into action?
Even if she failed once again.
That was nothing. Had she suffered few failures?
...
Shackling Prison, Shuhu's cell.
"It's finally here."
After speaking, Leon slowly opened his eyes.
Just now, he had obtained the location of the most important and most concerned emotion on Jingliu's person.
"What? What is here?"
Jing Yuan asked in a daze, only knowing that Leon opened his eyes again not long after closing them.
It's here; what is here? What is Leon referring to?
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