Qing Yan Jing

He arrived without warning.

He left without warning.

However, although everyone had gone and even the strange phenomena had vanished without a trace, returning him to the starry sky where he had been before, the words left behind by this Past Self still made Lu Yuan unable to stop thinking, even if now was not the right time to think.

If this matter had nothing to do with him,

he would have happily applauded.

He would have said that this short little story was well told.

But this matter concerned him!

How could he possibly be happy, even if he wanted to be?

After all, even devotees of pleasure could not pursue pleasure at the cost of their lives. All pleasure was built upon the feeling of pleasing oneself.

Therefore, thinking was inevitable.

But there was no need to overinterpret it.

All he could do was analyze whatever intelligence he could extract from this story. If he could not analyze any intelligence at all, it could only mean that his Past Self had restricted his thinking.

Just like a technological bottleneck.

No one knew when such a thing would appear.

No one knew when the bottleneck could be broken through.

But such things existed.

They were an utterly objective fact.

Whether one wanted to or believed it, they had always been there.

But...

"If calculated according to what he said..."

"If what he said truly holds..."

Lu Yuan looked down at the Dou Qi Continent beneath his feet, then at the various planets in the distance. A chilling sensation surged into his heart in an instant. "Are the existences of these worlds, including my own existence, real?"

Because what he cultivated was the Intercepting Sect's cultivation method.

It was the most basic, yet also the most orthodox.

Furthermore, he was