Silence stretched on for a long time.
At last, Chu Sheng slowly exhaled.
"...So that's how it is."
"Xuande—this was what he came for."
Before this, Chu Sheng had always harbored a doubt: why had that cultivator named Xuande gone out of his way to set a trap for him?
He had come all the way from Beyond Heaven just to overthrow him.
It made no sense.
Especially after Chu Sheng deduced that Lu Yang had obtained that supreme power capable of letting everything begin anew, he found Lu Yang's motives even harder to comprehend.
From a Restarter's perspective, no matter how deep the grudge, it lost all meaning after beginning anew. The myriad forms of fleeting life were all dreamlike bubbles and shadows. A Restarter ought to place profit above all else. Yet this Xuande had, from the very beginning of the Real World, almost single-mindedly opposed him.
He had never been able to understand it before.
But now, he did. "He came for the Eighth Secret Realm. What he obtained was the inheritance left behind by Jun, that upper-realm Spirit Transformation cultivator!"
At this moment, every clue gathered within Chu Sheng's mind.
Some were true, some false; they needed to be carefully sorted through.
He said he came from Beyond Heaven and was a Spirit Transformation grand-nephew—that should be true. That explains how he could wield that supreme power.
After all, that supreme power had originally been extracted by that Spirit Transformation cultivator from the Divine Fortune Book of Fate.
And Name Cult and Form Cult were mortal enemies of that Spirit Transformation cultivator. Since he is a Spirit Transformation Heir, it is only natural that he would be hostile toward me, who obtained the inheritances of both cults.
Nothing could be more normal.
*And as an Outsider,