Listening to Little Missy's gentle voice, Wang Baole smiled. He remembered how he liked to tease her and also recalled many things that happened when he was still in the Federation.
It was like when he was eating a chicken drumstick on the airship to Ethereal Dao College. It was like when he became Head Prefect in the Dao College and habitually kicked his crotch.
There were also dreams.
Whether it was losing weight or being proud of himself, he still remembered what he looked forward to when he was a child … to become the President of the Federation.
For this dream, he worked hard and fought hard. It was still deep in his memory. There was also the autobiographies of high officials that he had read and the success of the Mars Dean.
The past was fleeting, and life was like a dream … Inadvertent memories always made people sigh with emotion. It was like a leaf that had experienced four seasons and gradually changed color.
"So inadvertently, my appearance has changed …" Wang Baole murmured in his heart.
"I've grown up." Wang Baole sighed softly.
Unknowingly, he had stepped into the cultivation world. Although it had not been two hundred years, it was not too far off. He himself was a little fuzzy about the specific time.
This was not caused by the passage of time. In fact, purely from the perspective of cultivation, it was a miracle to be able to reach his level of cultivation in less than two hundred years.
But when it came to him, it seemed to be somewhat reasonable. After all, as the truth continued to be revealed, Wang Baole himself also understood that he was fundamentally different from the life in this universe.
The main reason why his memory was fuzzy and why his personality changed was that he had experienced too much in this limited time. Especially the trip to the Celestial Fate Planet, which had an earth-shattering impact on his life.
Many times, Wang Baole felt that he was old. It was not his body or soul that had aged, but his heart.
It seemed that although there were many things that he no longer had doubts about and had seen through, it was also because of this that it was difficult for him to feel the same passion as when he was a teenager.
"The price of not having doubts." Wang Baole looked at the starry sky in the distance and laughed. Suddenly, he took out the wishing bottle from his storage bag.
"Senior, I wish … to return my mentality to the time when I was young and full of mettle."
The wishing bottle was silent. With a whoosh, it broke free from Wang Baole's hand and returned to the storage bag with a look of disdain.
Seeing that, Wang Baole laughed heartily, which was rare of him.
Even though the color of the leaves had changed, he was still him. That young man from before still existed in his heart.
"That's … fine." Wang Baole lifted his right hand and waved it gently. Ripples sprang up around him, spreading out … until they completely surrounded him. The surface of the water … once again appeared beneath him. As Wang Baole dropped down like a drop of water, the nine rings of ripples spread out.
Nine hundred years ago, he hadn't been born yet. However, that didn't matter. He had created the Aquamoon technique himself. It could be said that in the entire Never-Ending Dao Domain, there might not be many people more suitable than him to execute this technique.
That was because his main body had witnessed the entire process of this universe turning into a stone tablet. From the beginning to the end, he … had always been there.
Therefore, as he lifted his right hand and pointed at the surface of the water, the world he was in seemed to have changed. It changed in an instant, and he … returned to this place nine hundred years ago.
It was empty.
He pointed again, and the nine rings of ripples appeared on the surface of the water … Just like that, Wang Baole cast the technique with a calm expression. The world he was in changed again and again, causing him to walk in the long river of history. After an unknown number of times, he saw the birth of the universe in this era. Then … he arrived at the universe of the Gods.
Soon, he arrived at the world of the zombies. Then, it was the world where the endless demonic blades were. Then, it was the chaos of the resentful cultivators … Wang Baole watched all of this calmly. At some point in time, Little Missy was already sitting beside him. She didn't say a word as they stared at the changing starry sky together.
After an unknown amount of time, the images on the surface of the water … stopped. A small white deer appeared, and a little girl sat on its back. In front of it … was a tall and straight figure with white hair that couldn't hide the vicissitudes of life.
The moment she saw the figure, Little Missy beside Wang Baole trembled. The figure walking through the starry sky in the image stopped in his tracks.
Almost at the same time, Wang Baole lifted his right hand and pointed at the image. Then, the world he was in changed again. Everything disappeared and was replaced by an image. In front of him was the tall and straight figure of the ancient figure. The small white deer closed its eyes and seemed to be sleeping. The little girl was dozing off. There seemed to be a power of law that prevented the previous life from seeing the current one.
"Dad …" Little Missy trembled as she looked at the figure and murmured softly.
"Senior." Wang Baole lowered his head and clasped his hands in greeting.
The white-haired figure slowly turned around, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. He was handsome and scholarly, and his gaze was gentle, just like that of a senior.
This was the Paragon from the outer reaches who had appeared in front of Wang Baole in the storyteller's life. Wang Baole knew that his surname was Wang, but he hadn't asked for his name.
That wasn't important. What was important was that they had once again met in the river of time.
The white-haired man looked at Wang Baole and Wang Yiyi, and a gratified smile appeared on his face as he softly said, "You've grown up."
"Dad!" Little Missy couldn't hold it in any longer. Tears streamed down her face as she ran over and threw herself into her father's arms. Like a child, she cried even more.
Wang Baole didn't disturb them. He took a few steps back and looked at the sleeping little white deer. He gave Little Missy and her some space to talk. At the same time, he observed the deer of his previous life.
Although he had been immersed in his previous life on Planet Heavenly Fate, and had walked through the life of the little white deer, this was the first time he had seen his previous life from such an angle and in such a way.
"You seem very happy." Wang Baole smiled. He could feel that the little white deer was happy from the bottom of its heart. It seemed that being able to accompany Wang Yiyi was the most satisfying thing for it.
Time passed. Wang Baole didn't listen to the conversation between Wang Yiyi and her father. He believed that if the Paragon didn't want to, then with his cultivation, he wouldn't be able to hear it. So he simply sealed off his surroundings.
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Baole heard a call.
"Young friend."
This voice was very gentle and contained enough goodwill. Wang Baole turned around and looked at Wang Yiyi's father. He respectfully bowed again.
"Father-in-law, you can call me Baole." Wang Baole blinked. He had already analyzed the situation in his heart. If he were to call him father-in-law, what were the chances that he would be sent back to reality? However, if he did not call him father-in-law, he felt that he would not have the chance to do so.
So at this moment, he might as well give it a try …
Perhaps the other party would tacitly agree, right … After all, he was so outstanding.
Baole wasn't afraid.
That's right.
Wang Baole lowered his head and quickly comforted himself in his heart. Then he heard Wang Yiyi's father's voice, which had clearly changed.
"Say that again."
Wang Baole blinked …
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