Chapter 479: Entering the Myriad Gods Realm

It turned out that after Fu Young and Xiao Shou had purchased the Myriad Koi Pearl at the auction, Fu Young had kept the pearl with him.

At first, Fu Young did not know why, but whenever he had some free time, he could not help taking it out and playing with it.

Later, he gradually became interested in the Myriad Gods Realm that his Master had mentioned, so he tried sending his divine sense into it.

The moment he did so, however, he regretted it.

The pearl was filled with an aura he was extremely familiar with. It carried a trace of the scent of the Osmanthus Tree that he had seen in his dreams. Moreover, this aura was even closer to his own bloodline aura.

He immediately guessed that the world connected to the Myriad Koi Pearl, the Myriad Gods Realm, was related not only to the Osmanthus Tree, but was even more likely connected to his own origins.

Furthermore, when he sensed this aura, the Supreme Star Lord Dharma Eye transmitted a powerful desire, or perhaps an awareness, to reclaim something.

Was it transmitting this desire to him?

Or was this desire and awareness actually his own?

Even Fu Young could not distinguish between the two.

This speculation, the desire that followed it, the matter of the Crimson Earth, and the fact that he had obtained both items so easily gave Fu Young the feeling that some kind of consciousness had deliberately delivered them into his hands.

Some kind of consciousness immediately made him think of the Heavenly Dao.

After learning about the plot of the so-called Longevity Love book from his Master, personally encountering Xiao Ran, gaining a general understanding of the plot of the Longevity Love, and experiencing the book in which he himself was the protagonist, Fu Young had no favorable impression of the so-called Heavenly Dao.

Think about the chosen children of destiny selected by this Heavenly Dao.

Regardless of their original nature, they always encountered various accidents and hardships.

Their personalities would then gradually become darker. They would grow increasingly cold-blooded, and their actions would become more and more ruthless.

Everything they did involved plundering the essence and resources of various realms, causing unprecedented disasters, casualties, and destruction throughout those worlds.

Yet people like this, who behaved in such ways, would actually become the chosen ones of Heaven.

Including himself.

Wasn’t that utterly ridiculous?

In Fu Young’s view, the Heavenly Dao was simply sick for choosing people with such personalities, or deliberately cultivating their personalities in this direction, as its chosen ones.

Thinking about it further, whether in the plots of the books or in everything he had personally seen and heard, all the Small Worlds, various Spirit Realms, Immortal Realms, and even Divine Realms that had appeared were filled with evil thoughts and selfish desires that took precedence over righteousness. Everywhere, they promoted the idea that the weak were prey to the strong and that strength was supreme.

Cultivators no longer spoke of morality. Instead, they claimed that benevolent people were soft, kind people were weak, and those who followed the path of benevolence and kindness were either fools and honest people who could be easily bullied, or hypocrites pretending to be virtuous.

Such ideas and doctrines, and even the rules themselves, all seemed to stem from the Heavenly Dao’s subtle and imperceptible influence.

Looking at it this way, the Heavenly Dao was not merely sick. It was seriously ill.

Fu Young then thought about these two things that were deeply connected to him. They might have been deliberately delivered to him by this seriously ill Heavenly Dao.

Then he thought about his original fate in the book Against the World.

He had originally been destined to live like a walking corpse for hundreds of years. If he had never encountered his Master, he would have endured Mao Yisheng’s torment and then suffered even more pain and hardships, until he was eventually forced into a state where his heart contained nothing but destruction, without the slightest trace of light.

Only then would he have been granted power and turned into a powerful cultivator.

If he had never encountered his Master, what would he have become?

The version of himself from the original story, neither human nor ghost, neither god nor demon?

Then there was the celestial phenomenon caused by absorbing the Crimson Earth. Everyone believed that the blood-colored waning moon would bring a catastrophe. Then the Demon Abyss Clan invaded, and there was also the calamity that Yu Lin had mentioned, which was about to descend.

Thinking about all of this together, Fu Young could not help feeling that the Heavenly Dao was seriously problematic. Its actions carried an intense sense of ill intent.

Therefore, even though he knew that the Myriad Gods Realm should contain fragments of the original body and that his own origins were likely connected to this realm, he still strongly resisted entering the Myriad Gods Realm.

He did not want to step into this trap that was so obviously arranged by the Heavenly Dao.

From then on, he threw the Myriad Koi Pearl into his storage ring and stopped paying attention to it.

However, everything happened so suddenly.

His Master was ambushed and separated from him before he could react. His strength was insufficient, and he did not even have the qualifications to rescue his Master.

After finally receiving news that his Master was safe, the news brought by Yu Lin poured another bucket of cold water over him.

Everything seemed to be connected, one event following another, forcing him to submit to the Heavenly Dao’s arrangements in order to obtain the power necessary to protect his Master.

And now, he had no choice but to step into the trap that the Heavenly Dao had deliberately prepared for him.

However, even though Fu Young remained wary of this realm, he had never expected the Myriad Gods Realm to actually be like this.

Along the way, he saw that mortals lived like cattle and horses, while descendants possessing divine bloodlines enjoyed lives far above ordinary people. The difference in social status was obvious.