Chapter 109
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Chapter 109: Question with Sincerity, the Path to Enlightenment Opens!
Restarting a life.
The young man felt full of hope, wishing to tread a path that was entirely different.
However, hunger, illness, and the pain of separation quickly tore apart his ambitions, forcing him to face reality.
The happiness he had taken for granted during peaceful times was now stripped away from him; despite his utmost efforts, he could only survive. In that moment, he understood just how fortunate his first life had truly been.
Unlike the children of his generation struggling in the countryside, he had capable family members who brought him out of the village, provided him with a good education, and offered him a perspective filled with knowledge and insights that many could only dream of.
The experiences of his second life vividly taught Yun Ye that behind every event lay deep-rooted causes.
Moreover… the joys and sorrows of people do not resonate with each other.
In modern times, countless individuals have been left behind in the dust of history, completely unaware and without any skills. They barely attended school before being forced to work laborious jobs just to support their families, often ending up in dark factories.
The environment shapes one’s character; it is impossible not to smoke, drink, or dye one’s hair. Therefore, when they appear online, they are invariably branded as vulgar or inferior.
The joys and sorrows of people do not resonate with each other.
In his previous life, Yun Ye would not have noticed this group of people online, nor would he have tried to understand why they existed; he would just assume they were a bunch of social trash, idly taking up space.
However, after becoming one of the lower class and living through that experience, the world finally revealed a thin layer of its truths.
Though it was thin, it was a veil that would never be lifted…
“Brother, I’m not good at dealing with people. Can you help me? We can make a lot of money, and I’ll give you half.”
The boy said this to the honest man.
The man scratched his head, “Sure, but I don’t want the money. Use it to take good care of Cui Lian.”
Then,
The boy only saw the man’s corpse.
He had been beaten to death with sticks, his bones shattered and his death gruesome. The items meant to be sold vanished without a trace.
However, afterward, the boy did not face any trouble at all… Perhaps the man hadn’t said anything before he died.
The boy stood for a long time, blood soaking his hands as he stared at the wounds caused by his own nails.
He had never felt such rage before; the impulse to grab a knife and attack lingered within him.
Yet in the end, he did nothing.
Even if he took revenge, what would it matter?
It was just a death by savage beating.
Cui Lian wouldn’t meet a better fate either.
He had promised to care for the man’s sister.
And as a mere mortal, he could only choose between seeking revenge or supporting his family.
The images continued to flicker by.
Yun Ye quietly watched the story unfold.
After years of struggling to survive, Xiaoye Village turned to ashes in the flames.
The young farmer held his child and died, unable to do anything.
Revenge or caring for his family?
Choose one?
No, that choice existed only in peaceful modern times.
In this world, neither was allowed.
“……”
Yun Ye watched the scene shift to his third life.
In this life, he understood the rules—careful and cautious, never taking risks, he gradually grew stronger with the passage of time.
Until he entered the isolated Secret Realm, where his fangs finally revealed themselves, transforming him into a hunter to repay the gifts bestowed by his family’s legacy from his previous life.
Yun Ye closed his eyes, with countless emotions swirling within him.
Kill Tong Yuan, deal with Shi Baiyan.
Would revenge end there?
No.
As long as there is even one day left in this environment, his anger could never be quelled!
“My path?”
“Does that even need to be asked?”
“I am tomorrow; tomorrow is me!”
La la la la!
It felt as if countless sacred voices were singing!
Endless light shattered the inner world, and when Yun Ye opened his eyes, he found himself back at the center of the gold and silver formations.
The only difference was that a radiant sword was slowly emerging from his chest.
The sacred song that cleansed the soul resonated throughout the world.
This was a song heard only by the wielder of the Dao weapon, as the world celebrated the birth of a new greatness.
As the one who set the rules, only a path that was entirely different from the past deserved to be proclaimed to the world.
In other words, from the past to the present, no other Dao weapon upheld the same beliefs he did.
“Of course, it could also be destroyed.”
Yun Ye firmly grasped the Dao sword, several pieces of information flooded into his mind, and the light spread out, revealing the true form of the Dao weapon.
It was an extraordinary sword that shone upon the sky and illuminated the earth, with an invisible hilt made of flowing water and flames, two ribbons of water and fire danced around it, appearing to be anything but ordinary.
“Tomorrow, again tomorrow; the Two-Part Slash Authority Dao Sword!”
The information that appeared out of thin air revealed the true name of his Dao weapon to Yun Ye.
Thus, he understood the powers of this sword.
“Whoosh!”
The Rebirth Book appeared, flipping to the latest page, the image of the Dao weapon reflected upon it.
Rows of text and descriptions emerged.
‘Dao Weapon: Tomorrow, Again Tomorrow · Two-Part Slash Authority Dao Sword.’
‘Range: Baishi Town.’
‘Rating: E level.’
‘Reverberation: 0.’
‘Rules: Not set.’
‘True Name · Tomorrow, Again Tomorrow: The team you lead will continually gain courage and belief through practice; the effect depends on the completeness of your ideals.’
‘True Name · Two-Part Slash Authority: Can cut through all powers and concepts; the specific effect depends on the proportion of the group you represent, the Fire Belt as an enemy, the Water Belt as yourself.’
‘Description: The weak question the world, gathering the strength of the weak within themselves, igniting the stars that should shine. If you do not abandon all beings, neither will they abandon you.’
The Dao weapon is an extension of the path and its rules.
Yun Ye’s basic abilities as a Dao weapon consisted of two.
This is the power of the weapon’s true name; each Dao weapon possesses several abilities derived from its true name.
But the true strength of a Dao weapon lies forever in its power to set rules.
This is the essence of the Dao weapon.
Yun Ye closed the Rebirth Book, not immediately setting rules, because he was unsure of what rules the Dao weapon could establish. If he made a mistake, it could be catastrophic.
“The so-called Dao weapon arises from the heart, echoing the heart; the stronger the echo, the stronger the Dao weapon’s power.”
“The brilliance of your Dao shines upon the world, revealing your sincerity!”
“Passed the second trial!”
“Third trial, Walk through ten tribulations again, begin…”
While Yun Ye was still lost in thought, the surrounding White Mist did not pause, guiding him to a new trial location.
Then, Yun Ye found himself under a sky streaked with blood red, battle flags fluttering on the ground, countless soldiers had fallen, and shattered armor and weapons littered the area.
The scenery here was extremely desolate, having witnessed a brutal war.
“This is the ancient battlefield from the first trial?!”
Yun Ye was astonished, noticing similarities; although there were many differences, the atmosphere felt too close.
Perhaps the scene from the first trial was the result of countless years later, erasing most of the traces.
Yun Ye wasn’t sure what to do, so he decided to wander around for a bit.
But the result was strange.
He wanted to move, yet everything felt heavy, and he experienced a peculiar detachment from this world.
The feeling of being out of place left him uneasy.
In the distance, seven people swept across the battlefield, delivering final blows to any surviving soldiers. One young man in a silver cloak noticed Yun Ye and frowned, “After the great ritual, there are still cultivators?”
He waved his hand.
Two ancient cultivators nearby acted, their swords gleaming; two flying swords shot toward Yun Ye, slicing through the air with deadly white light.
“Is this the ten tribulation trial? More fighting?”
Yun Ye glanced at the Two-Part Slash Authority Dao Sword in his hand, grasping it firmly and easily deflecting the sword light.
The flying swords struck by the Dao sword quickly lost their spirit, and both ancient cultivators were astonished by this abnormality.
“Dao weapon!”
The silver-clad young man uttered that word, and the white light suddenly shattered this space, countless cracks spreading.
“What is happening?”
Yun Ye was stunned to find that the center of this anomaly was actually him—specifically, the Dao weapon in his hand.
Whoosh!
In the end, the space collapsed.
“Third trial, failure…”
Characters in the air appeared but were also unstable and glitchy.
The White Mist exploded.
Yun Ye momentarily felt weightless; he instinctively wanted to enter the underworld, using the zero-gravity environment to escape, but finding this was not a high altitude, he gave up.
He landed steadily.
Yun Ye realized he had arrived in a grand hall, which was very dilapidated, with dust everywhere.
