Three Pages of Paper: Yaochi Arc (3)

From the very beginning, Wang Ye had been prepared for Lu Wu to make a move.

After all,

he understood Lu Wu fairly well.

If Lu Wu could truly watch this unfold without reacting, then he would no longer be Lu Wu.

But just as Wang Ye had said before, everyone had their own path to walk. You could advise them, but you could not interfere.

Respect everyone's choice.

"If I stepped in too..."

"Would I die?"

Wang Ye watched Lu Wu's retreating back and murmured to himself.

Within the illusion of these three pages of paper, Wang Ye always had a premonition, as though this thing bore some kind of connection to him.

But he was not sure whether that connection was good or bad.

Then, a sudden change occurred.

Just as Lu Wu was about to reach the distant battlefield—or rather, A Yao's side—A Yao, who had been fending off the attacks of several immortals and Buddhas, suddenly grew restless. As if she had sensed something, her gaze locked onto Lu Wu's position.

For a moment, it seemed as though Lu Wu

met A Yao's eyes across time and space.

"You slaughtered my Yaochi. This grudge must be repaid!"

A Yao's shrill voice rang out abruptly. Then she looked at the young Lu Wu not far away. "Fall back!"

The young Lu Wu, who had been laying down formation after formation, froze for a moment before rushing toward A Yao without hesitation.

And Lu Wu, hidden in the shadows, saw all of it.

At that moment,

he finally understood what these three pages of paper truly were.

This

was the true river of history.

Just like back then, when Lu Wu had still been young, he had suddenly sensed A Yao's emotions becoming intense. She had then ordered