Late at night.
Huo Yuhao added firewood to the dying embers and kept watch, lest the flames go out.
He looked up at Bibi Dong, who had fallen asleep beside him, then took an outer robe from the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch and draped it over her.
As he watched the firelight illuminate her profile, countless memories surfaced in his mind.
In his previous life, he had stood opposed to Ju Zi's faction, and their future had been destined to end in tragedy.
In the end, Sea God Tang San descended into the world and used a child as leverage, forcing the Sun Moon Empire, where Ju Zi was, to surrender and become part of Douluo's territory.
In this life, he knew that the woman before him would soon found a nation and proclaim herself emperor, launching a massive war of unification across the entire continent.
In the end, her fate had been brought to an end by the godly Tang San.
It was as if history had been repeating itself.
Two eras, two "Ju Zis."
And in this life, his existence would be the greatest variable in this world!
In the future, I will write a different ending.
Determination glimmered in Huo Yuhao's eyes.
The next morning.
Heavy mist shrouded the banks of a stream in Sunset Forest.
Bibi Dong awoke from her sleep and found herself covered by an outer robe, still dressed exactly as she had been before falling asleep.
She looked around and saw Huo Yuhao's back. He was sitting atop a rock, cultivating while facing the rising sun.
So diligent?
Bibi Dong murmured inwardly.
She put away the robe covering her, gathered her skirt with one hand, and sat nearby to observe and wait.
Before long, the morning sun rose over the mountaintop, and