On a certain day.
The sky was a little gloomy.
A light drizzle fell from the sky.
In the Fantasy Village, two people stood side by side on a hill.
One of them was wearing a blue cloak and had long black hair. He was wearing a moon-white long-sleeved shirt with a wide belt. His sleeves were fluttering in the wind.
The other person was wearing a gold-threaded Daoist robe with a Yin-Yang jade pendant. His face was like the bright moon in mid-autumn, and his ink-like eyebrows were like spring willows.
"The rain hits the yellow plum blossoms. There has been no sun for 45 days. It has been raining for so long. What's going on recently?"
Yu Jizi, or rather, the Storyteller, raised his head and looked at the drizzle.
He whispered, "What's going on with the weather that seems to be the rainy season?"
"… It's just that everyone feels that the same sunny day is too monotonous."
In the wind and rain, Eight-cloud Ink, who was holding a parasol, turned around. The pendant made a crisp sound like a wind chime.
"Heh …" The Storyteller could not help but laugh.
After a pause, Eight-cloud Ink suddenly asked, "What are your thoughts after returning from this trip?"
"What are you referring to?"
The Storyteller looked at Eight-cloud Ink strangely.
The breeze blew away the cloak on his head, revealing his handsome face that had not changed at all even after thousands of years.
Allowing the drizzle to wet his cheeks, the Storyteller looked at Eight-cloud Ink quietly.
"I say, you disappeared without a trace after leaving the sentence 'I'm going to take a look at the upper-class world after the establishment of the new order'. After so many years, you finally came back. I just wanted to ask you about your thoughts after your trip."
"Which aspect do you want to hear? Good or bad? "
The Storyteller looked at Eight-cloud Ink with a faint smile.
"You were the one who established this order, right? What if I say a negative comment? "
"Do you think I will fly into a rage out of humiliation?"
Eight-cloud Ink glanced at the Storyteller casually and then looked into the distance.
The vast and boundless Fantasy Village, with high mountains and flowing water, was picturesque. However, the most eye-catching thing was indeed the Jianmu tree that supported the world at that moment.
Every leaf represented a world.
There were new shoots and withered leaves.
Just like how the outside world was constantly being born and destroyed.
"Master taught me a lot when I was in the Dimensional Demonic Realm …" Eight-cloud Ink recalled the time when Qi Tiandi forcefully took him to the Dimensional Demonic Realm.
During those years, despite Eight-cloud Ink's initial resistance, Qi Tiandi had forcefully taught him all of his ideas.
Absolutely merciless, absolutely fair, rewarding the good and punishing the evil without leaving a shred of mercy.
Filth must be eliminated. If the entire world was filthy, then it would be completely destroyed and everything would be restarted.
Eight-cloud Ink could not accept such extreme thinking. However, in the face of Qi Tiandi's overwhelming power, Eight-cloud Ink was unable to resist.
Qi Tiandi was once the number one Martial God in the Heaven Realm. He had always believed in his own strength. He also hoped to educate Eight-cloud Ink, which was destined to establish a new world order, into what he wanted it to be.
Just as he had once said, 'Inheritance is ultimately better than destruction.'
However, to Qi Tiandi's surprise, Eight-cloud Ink's stubbornness exceeded his expectations.
Even though his legs were broken time and time again, he still persisted in his original beliefs. He could not agree with Qi Tiandi's idea of establishing an absolute pure world.
However, although he did not agree with Qi Tiandi's core idea, Eight-cloud Ink still found many things worth learning from him.
Therefore, Eight-cloud Ink willingly called him 'master'.
Following Qi Tiandi's teachings, Yakumo gradually formed her own set of world management concepts in her heart.
Although it was different from Qi Tiandi's idea of 'all filth must be eliminated', and they even had a dispute over the definition of 'filth', Eight-cloud Ink also believed that the living things in the mortal world needed to be supervised.
People's hearts were like ghosts. It was clearly not enough to rely on the natural [Final Judgment Mechanism] in each world's rules to maintain the basic order.
Therefore, after returning to the Fantasy Village, Eight-cloud Ink made the ship girls and deep-sea ships become world patrols and sent them out to patrol various worlds.
However, they were obviously unable to monitor the vast Greater World with their small numbers. Because of this, the ship girls began to look for suitable targets in various worlds to become local monitors.
It could be a local god, or an entire mortal civilization with a bright future.
Or the world's consciousness itself, like Gaia and Alaya.
They would use the Builder Tree to directly correct and perfect the rules of the Greater World and fill in the loopholes. Then, they would let the ship girls patrol various worlds. Unless there was an abnormal disaster that could wipe out an entire world — which included both natural and man-made disasters — Eight-cloud Ink would not personally take action.
In his opinion, the internal strife in the mortal world was the natural law of this world's development.
Eight-cloud Ink's main focus was on how to maintain the overall stability.
After all, the lessons learned from the collapse of the Great Wilderness constantly reminded him how to fight against the mirror opposite of the main world — the World of Evil Shadows was what Eight-cloud Ink thought he should pay attention to the most.
Naturally, Qi Tiandi was dissatisfied with Eight-cloud Ink's behavior. However, when he came to China and was besieged by the Sword Son of Immortals, the Shiluo Dragon Mansion, and the Buddhist Sword Fanshuo, he was defeated in the Panyin Divine Palace and his spiritual consciousness returned to the Six Heavens Realm. After that, Qi Tiandi, who had failed for the first time, seemed to have changed his mindset.
"Since you're so insistent, let me wait and see what the Greater World will be like under your rules."
"However, remember this. Since you've addressed me as' Master, 'if I still don't acknowledge you after 10,000 years, don't blame me for being ruthless."
This was what Qi Tiandi had said to Eight-cloud Ink back then.
In view of this, he didn't dare to relax at all over the years. He constantly tried to perfect the rules of the Greater World under the Jianmu Tree and even sought opinions from people in the Fantasy Village and other worlds.
Although there were some unreliable suggestions, such as Ling Meng's suggestion of gold coins for 365 days a year, You Youzi's suggestion of a pie falling from the sky, Hei Zi's suggestion of a world only known to Lily Girls, and Ikaros' suggestion of a watermelon paradise, the rules were still being perfected at a delightful speed under the collective wisdom of the masses.
The World of Evil Shadows was opened again, and the probability of everything returning to zero due to the fusion of the main and reverse worlds had been reduced to infinitesimal.
"If you want to talk about opinions, I really don't have any."
The Storyteller shook his head.
"In fact, the reason why I went on the path of fighting against gods and demons back then was to fight for a way out for the mortals."
Thinking of what he had seen and heard in the various worlds, a smile appeared on the Storyteller's face.
"This way out is clearly placed in front of me now. Whether it's technology or magic, all living beings in the world have the chance to reach the pinnacle, even if this chance is so small that it's almost despairing. Countless civilizations have failed on this path and vanished into thin air. But it's still much better than the Great Wilderness Era. "
"… Although there are still many shortcomings, and the foolish and stingy mortals always kill each other for short-term benefits, but … the situation where gods and demons suppressed everything has been broken. This is good, really good …"
"Lord Father —!! Lord Father —!!!! "
Suddenly, a clear voice called out from the bottom of the mountain.
A delicate and cute black-haired little loli with red lips and white teeth wearing a brocade dress waved her arms and smiled brightly at Eight-cloud Ink on the mountain.
Next to the little loli was a little blonde girl who was learning how to walk.
Behind the two of them were Yui and Tetu.
"Ha, your four children are here. I won't disturb you anymore."
Seeing the four children, the Storyteller laughed mockingly, and his figure suddenly disappeared.
Eight-cloud Ink looked at the four children at the bottom of the mountain, and suddenly felt that even the hot and humid Mei Yu season didn't seem so annoying.
"Yui! Tetu! Black Snow Girl and Mei Li! I'm coming! "
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