Chapter 1750
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Chapter 1750 Marriage?
Huo Qubing and Gongyang Wan exchanged glances, both seeing confusion on each other’s faces.
“I’ve fulfilled the agreement of this chess match, but there’s still one promise… I haven’t kept,” Lin Qiye said slowly, his eyes reddening.
“You mean… marrying Jialan?” Gongyang Wan asked tentatively. “But she’s gone now, how can you marry her?”
Lin Qiye raised both hands, and the causal threads belonging to Huo Qubing and Gongyang Wan quickly intertwined in the [Causeless Cause] before him.
A causality that had never existed was being artificially created by him!
“Even though we are now separated between heaven and earth, our causality still exists… That being the case, I can use [Causeless Cause] to create a past that never existed… and marry her there!”
Lin Qiye’s eyes burst with brilliant light, and finally, a hint of radiance appeared on his gloomy face!
“Marry her in a causality that never existed?” Huo Qubing was stunned for a moment. “Is that considered real… or fake?”
“It is both real and fake… That past will not exist in any history, but everyone who participates in it will remember its existence!
“There, I can drag everyone who has causality with me and Jialan into it, as witnesses to this wedding! Including both of you!” Lin Qiye’s voice grew more passionate.
“There, time has no meaning. As long as I send you both in before you dissipate, you can witness our wedding… until the end.”
Huo Qubing nodded, a smile appearing on his face.
“That would be perfect.”
The two causal threads wound into the [Causeless Cause], and in the next moment, Huo Qubing and Gongyang Wan’s forms completely disappeared, entering that causality that had never existed.
Lin Qiye’s eyes were incredibly bright. He raised his hand toward the void, as if trying to grab something.
But soon, his hand stopped.
Lin Qiye stared blankly at the emptiness before him. “Her causality… where did it go?”
Lin Qiye released the [Causeless Cause], and dense causal threads wound into the void, as if frantically searching for something.
“Even if her soul merged with the Eternal Pill, the causality shouldn’t have disappeared… What exactly happened?!” Lin Qiye’s pupils contracted, the hope that had risen in his heart was shattering bit by bit…
He used all his power, searching through all his causalities, but still couldn’t find the causal thread between him and Jialan… This meant that in his world, Jialan had completely disappeared.
Without causality, he couldn’t bring Jialan into the [Causeless Cause], and the wedding… naturally couldn’t proceed.
Lin Qiye stood alone in deep space, like a statue, motionless.
Suddenly, he laughed.
His laughter was chilling to the bone, his face contorted.
Two tear tracks slid down from the corners of his eyes as he looked up at the emptiness above and spoke hoarsely:
“Are you… playing with me?”
“Whether you’re fate or destiny…”
“After two thousand years of waiting… we were finally about to succeed, yet you made me watch her die.”
“She died, and I wanted to give her a grand wedding to make amends, you gave me hope, only to snatch it away?!!!”
“Why?! What did I do wrong?! I just wanted to love someone properly! What’s wrong with that?!!!”
“…”
Lin Qiye’s roars, mixed with his mental energy, echoed across the boundless deep space.
The human powerhouses who were about to find him all froze in place, exchanging glances, not knowing how to console him… Even the Monk of Destiny slowly closed his eyes, as if deaf to it all.
He knew that Lin Qiye wasn’t talking about him… He was just a chess player, while Lin Qiye was roaring at fate itself.
Lin Qiye’s eyes were crimson, bloodshot. His chest heaved violently, and after another roar, his form transformed into a streak of light and vanished.
No one knew where he was going or what he was going to do… but everyone tacitly agreed not to look for him.
They knew clearly in their hearts that Lin Qiye needed time alone right now.
…
Beijing City.
Bright sunlight poured down on the earth, and in the azure sky, no stars or moon could be seen.
The bustling streets were filled with traffic, and the ordinary people living in this city had no idea that the moon had left them, nor did they realize that a crisis of racial extinction had just passed them by.
Festive music swept through the streets as a row of brand-new, impressive wedding cars with hazard lights flashing drove by ostentatiously, immediately attracting the attention of many passersby.
“Wow, honey, look, it’s a Porsche!” A woman on the sidewalk pulled at her husband, her eyes shining.
The man glanced at the lead car decorated with red flowers and scoffed, “It’s just a wedding car, they’re all rented to show off. What’s so special?”
“How do you know they rented it? What if they’re actually rich?”
“Impossible, you can tell it’s rented.”
“Just because you can’t afford a Porsche, you insist others must be renting… Can’t you reflect on yourself? Look how sour you are.” The woman rolled her eyes and angrily let go of the man’s shoulder. “I must have been blind to end up with such a man with no future!”
The man’s eyes widened as he cursed, “Damn you, woman, what nonsense are you spouting? When have I ever mistreated you since we got married? You eat well and dress warmly, what more do you want?”
“Anyone can eat well and dress warmly! Driving around in that broken van all day, you’re not embarrassed but I am!”
“You!!!”
On the busy street, the couple immediately started quarreling loudly, attracting only brief attention from passersby who quickly moved on.
A figure carrying a bottle of alcohol staggered into the man’s shoulder. The already angry man immediately glared at him, pushed him away, and cursed:
“Don’t you have eyes? Fuck!”
The figure stumbled back a few steps, his lowered head slightly raised, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes. For some reason, upon seeing these eyes, the man’s heart suddenly chilled.
He forced himself to glare at the figure once more before turning to walk toward the other side of the street. The woman, carrying a fake LV bag, followed him, still cursing.
Lin Qiye took a big swig from his bottle, glanced indifferently at the departing couple, and shook his head.
He stepped forward, continuing to follow in the direction the wedding cars had gone.
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