No one knew that the process of destroying the world had already begun again.
There had been no fierce battle, no scene of the entire world standing against the Great Devil King.
Before the world could meet its end—or any other unknown conclusion—the Director had forcibly reversed the timelines of everyone in Supreme Heaven.
Heavenly Sword Peak.
At the summit.
Heavenly Sword Venerable was still in seclusion, immersed in the two theories she had settled on.
Break the Great Devil King's fighting spirit, or wait for him to turn evil and then step in to kill him herself.
As Administrator One of the Time and Space Administration, she had boundless confidence in her own strength and her recorded achievements. So far, she hadn't failed even once.
That was because she still didn't know the Great Devil King intended to rule the world.
Otherwise, even if he hadn't turned evil yet,
she would have declared Plan One a failure and decisively launched her backup plan, joining forces with everyone in the world to physically eliminate the Great Devil King.
If she knew the Director had reversed time once already, she'd probably be so furious that she'd challenge him to a duel on the spot.
After all, she had never thought her second plan could fail.
Worrying that the Great Devil King might come back to life was one thing.
That was simply the constraint that allowed Plan One to be put into motion; it had nothing to do with her confidence in Plan Two.
Halfway up the mountain.
The man in black, Ye Qingxian, and Ye Xiaoyao were all unconscious.
The shock of the time reversal had been immense. Everyone else had woken up first; those at the center had remained unconscious the longest.
There was one place time hadn't reversed.
The baby was still in the arms of the man in black.
The High Priest was the first to wake. Seeing the Immortal Lord in her arms, she immediately teleported away from Heavenly Sword Peak.
Suddenly, the baby opened her eyes and stared at the High Priest.
She couldn't speak yet, but her telepathic voice was icy. "Who gave you permission to take me away?"
The High Priest's heart jolted. "Immortal Lord, it was my decision. You'll have access to better resources in the Immortal Sect."
"I just checked. Your talent is only at the level of an ordinary prodigy—you can't compare with the others, so..."
"Get lost." The Immortal Lord's voice turned even colder. "Take me back at once, then go and accept your death."
"Do you have any idea how painful it is for a mother to lose her child—especially right after giving birth?"
Whenever she pictured that small figure kneeling on the ground, sobbing in utter despair, her heart, bound by their shared blood, clenched as if sliced by a knife.
Countless memories flooded her mind.
That little girl had faced countless hardships in life, yet still smiled at herself in the dead of night, offering comfort. The countless times she'd muttered to herself when no one was around—the Immortal Lord remembered every word.
"Two more people cursed me today. I'll write their names in my little notebook."
After writing down the names, she would lean over the table, dejectedly muttering to herself,
"Baby, do you think... Mom is really such a pushover?"
Back then, the Immortal Lord hadn't been born. She couldn't answer.
Now she could.
You were never a pushover.
You were just a silly girl who was willing to swallow her grievances, still looking forward to tomorrow and believing the storm would pass.
The breeze around her grew softer and softer, and a voice seemed to echo in her ears.
"Baby, can't you talk?"
"If you can't talk, you still can't kick me."
Her voice had been clear and bright, with a hint of smugness.
"Mm-hmm~"
"Baby, even if you don't like it, you still have to eat what I eat."
"Because I'm your mom."
The memories seemed to slip away beyond recall. The Immortal Lord's eyes suddenly reddened.
After what had happened last time, Yangyang had understood.
She only wanted to stay alive. She only wanted a chance to live.
And today, another brute had come to snatch away the last hope she had.
As Ye Xiaoyao's daughter, still in her mother's womb,
she was the only one who knew what her mother was really like.
Her mother had never truly hurt anyone.
Even her revenge on Zhuge Yun was only because he had once ruined her Spirit Field, leaving her hungry for a long time.
The punishments she dealt out to people who kept mocking her were more like harmless little pranks. Putting water in spirit stones, for instance, caused no real loss at all.
Someone so innocent had always wanted nothing more than to dream about the future, imagining that one day she could rule the world—as if holding on to that belief would help her endure the hardships of the present.
But now, there was no future, and her daughter was gone.
She had thought about everything: after giving birth, how she would save money, how she would earn enough to buy Spirit Rice for her daughter. She had imagined countless beautiful things, but never once imagined that some brute would snatch her child away.
All of this—
had happened because a former subordinate of the Immortal Lord had taken the baby on her own initiative.
How could the Immortal Lord possibly accept that?
Her mind was filled with those words, echoing over and over.
They were Ye Xiaoyao's words as she clutched the bag of spirit stones, looking toward the future after facing down a thief.
"Mom got the spirit stones back again. Now we have something to eat."
A mere few dozen spirit stones were everything one person had.
How could she stay calm?
"Take me back at once, then go and accept your death." The Immortal Lord had been born cold-blooded, but in this life, she seemed to have developed other thoughts. Having a mother was actually pretty nice.
The High Priest fell silent. "As you command."
The Immortal Sect was the foremost demonic sect. The Immortal Lord held the life-death gate of every member and could decide whether they lived or died.
In the courtyard.
A tiny baby was placed there.
The moment the High Priest left Heavenly Sword Peak, she blew herself to pieces.
The other men in black were teleported away at the same time.
Ye Qingxian slowly lifted her eyelids, looking at the little girl before her—and at the baby in her arms.
After the Immortal Lord had done all this, her memories sank into slumber along with her main consciousness.
A newborn baby was simply too weak. She wouldn't awaken all her memories until she was at least six months old.
It felt as if I'd just lived through a nightmare. I jolted awake, and only after making sure my daughter was still there did I let out a relieved breath.
The time reversal had twisted my memories too. I only remembered giving birth to my daughter, carrying her out to show Qing Ye, and then briefly passing out.
I immediately spotted Ye Qingxian.
The next second, a scream rang through the courtyard.
What was this person's deal?
I'd given birth in secret, so why was she still here for the delivery?
She was seriously... impossible to get rid of.
A moment later, I calmed down.
Since I'd given birth to a daughter today and was in a good mood, I decided not to hold it against Ye Qingxian.
Even the sky seemed brighter.
The sun still lingered in the not-quite-dark evening, warm and golden.
The Ginkgo Tree swayed in the breeze. Beneath it, Ye Qingxian wore a helpless smile.
Qing Ye had woken up ages ago and was quietly watching the figure before her.
I had no mood to worry about anyone else just yet. I reached out with my tiny hand and gently touched my baby's cheek. She was so cute.
Her eyes weren't even open.
Her little face was as chubby as mine.
I just didn't know when I was supposed to feed her.
My daughter's body was warm against me, and that warmth seemed to seep right into my fields.
I knew it. Life was going to get better and better.
Mm-hmm~
My progress toward ruling the world had advanced another bar.
I really was wicked.
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