Chapter 940
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Chapter 940 This Is What Makes a Man
The sky outside the window gradually dimmed as dark clouds loomed overhead.
The white curtains danced in the howling wind, their tassels hitting the wall with a tapping sound that inexplicably irritated the heart.
Lin Qiye sat by the bed, his eyes fixed on the sleeping Jialan, his right hand gently holding hers. Whether from grief or something else, his eyes carried a faint redness.
Grief, pain, unwillingness, and anger churned within him. Without realizing it, he had been sitting there for two hours.
Click!
The door was pushed open as Ji Nian walked in from outside. Her pupils contracted slightly as she noticed Lin Qiye’s reddened eyes.
Her brows immediately furrowed.
After a moment of silence, she slowly spoke: “What are you doing here?”
“Watching over her,” Lin Qiye answered calmly, his eyes not leaving Jialan.
“She has [Immortality] protecting her, she doesn’t need you watching over her.”
“[Immortality] isn’t absolute.”
“But there are no enemies here, and no one can break her [Immortality]. She’s safe.”
Lin Qiye didn’t respond, just sitting there quietly.
Seeing this, Ji Nian sneered, “You’re not protecting her, you’re just feeling guilty. You’re punishing yourself this way.”
“So what?” Lin Qiye retorted, then after a pause continued, “I’ve let her down…”
“You let her down, and then what? You plan to do nothing but watch over her until the end of time? Do you think you’re some tragic drama protagonist?”
Ji Nian’s eyes narrowed as she strode quickly to Lin Qiye, suddenly grabbed his collar, and yanked him up from the bed!
Lin Qiye’s reddened eyes looked at Ji Nian before him with a hint of anger.
“Lin Qiye! Wake up!” A powerful pressure burst from Ji Nian as gales swept through the room. Gripping his collar, she growled, “Do you think sitting here like an idiot, constantly condemning yourself, will wake her up?
Are you waiting for a miracle? Or hoping for mercy from fate? Don’t tell me you’re praying to some deity, hoping she’ll open her eyes the next second and cry as she embraces you?
You’ve been in this world so long, don’t you understand that humans can triumph over heaven?”
Hearing these words, Lin Qiye froze, confusion appearing in his reddened eyes.
“I…”
“She’s just sleeping, not dead!” Ji Nian’s voice rose again, “You’re the chosen one bearing the fortune of the Divine Asylum, destined to stand at the pinnacle of this world! Don’t tell me you can’t even achieve godhood.
Once you become a god, won’t you live for a very long time? You’ll meet again sooner or later!
Besides, are you just going to wait passively for her to wake up? Can’t you actively search for ways to wake her earlier? There are so many deities involved with time laws in this world, there might be ways to help her consolidate the laws faster?”
Hearing these words, a glimmer of light appeared in Lin Qiye’s eyes.
Right… if Jialan’s [Immortality] originated from time laws, perhaps there really were deities who could accelerate the [Immortality] reconstruction process and wake her earlier?
The redness in his eyes began to rapidly fade as rationality and clarity reclaimed his mind!
“Separation may cause sadness, but if you only know how to be sad, only know how to blame yourself, then you’re just a coward avoiding reality!” Ji Nian pointed at Jialan lying on the bed, staring into Lin Qiye’s eyes, and said seriously:
“Lin Qiye, don’t you love her?
If you love her, you should do something for her, go chop off the head of that beast who killed her, find a way to wake her up, then smile as you place that beast’s head before her and say: ‘Dear, look, this is the head of that idiot from back then. I chopped it off for you. Should we use it as a chamber pot or a dog bowl?’
That’s what it means to be a man!”
Lin Qiye stood there dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning.
After a long while, he finally came to his senses from her words, looking at the flushed Ji Nian before him with complex emotions, momentarily at a loss for words.
“I understand…” Lin Qiye closed his eyes, gently massaging his temples with both hands, his expression somewhat struggling, “I’m sorry, I was in too deep just now, accidentally let the Red Moon’s corruption affect my mind… my thoughts became extreme.”
Seeing Lin Qiye return to normal, Ji Nian let out a slight sigh of relief and casually patted his shoulder:
“It’s fine, good that you’re back. It’s normal for a pure-hearted young man like you, hurt by love, to make some mistakes.”
Lin Qiye: …
“Chairman, we need to go,” the Knight walked in quickly from outside, saying to Ji Nian with a serious expression, “The Red Moon’s corruption of the Eight-Span Mirror is getting worse, we don’t have much time left.”
Ji Nian’s expression gradually became solemn, her playful demeanor disappearing. She nodded slightly and said to Lin Qiye: “The [Sword of Ultimate Evil] is almost ready. We’re about to completely destroy this ‘human circle,’ and everything here will cease to exist…
Come with us, and bring your wife. After we leave here, I’ll send you both back to Great Xia.”
“Actually, I don’t quite understand why you’re so determined to destroy this ‘human circle,'” Lin Qiye asked. “Amemiya Haruki’s side is preparing to rescue everyone here, and if they succeed, this ‘human circle’ will become an empty shell, incapable of generating faith.
Even if they fail, the Red Moon and corpse beasts will completely slaughter all life here, making faith generation impossible anyway.
Your efforts to destroy the Eight-Span Mirror seem meaningless?”
“Meaningless?” Ji Nian smiled mysteriously, raising her hand to point at the sky above, “Don’t forget what fuels this ‘human circle’s’ existence…”
Hearing these words, Lin Qiye seemed to remember something, “Lost souls? Your true purpose is to save those souls bound by the Eight-Span Mirror?”
So many things had happened in the “human circle” that Lin Qiye had almost forgotten – this “human circle” could sustain such a huge population because it was fueled by billions of human souls.
Although Lin Qiye had previously slashed [Pure Land] with his sword and reduced most of the power supply in this “human circle,” those souls hadn’t been freed. Like barrels of unburned gasoline, they remained bound within the Eight-Span Mirror, unable to enter reincarnation.
