Future? Or Past?

Zhu Zhuqing was a little speechless. At least say whether it was good or not.

She just stared at Xiao Chenghe as he put on a profound act, refusing to respond.

Xiao Chenghe: "..."

"Sigh, wasn't I just trying to liven up the mood? I'm afraid you won't be able to take it and start crying later. When Brother Luo wakes up, won't he come after me?"

Zhu Zhuqing still said nothing, only staring at Xiao Chenghe's evasive eyes.

"Can I see part of what concerns you?"

Xiao Chenghe said, "I don't know. The first time I saw it was when I was five. Back then, Brother Luo awakened his martial soul and a soul ring appeared automatically. Everyone in the village fainted, and I was the only one who stayed awake."

Xiao Chenghe silently thought, And it was precisely because I saw that different version of myself—and Brother Luo Yihe, who was so powerful, also...

If I hadn't seen that other me, then when Brother Luo took out Volibear's fur, I might not have had the courage to charge through the storm!

Xiao Chenghe and Zhu Zhuqing walked over to Luo Yihe together and looked at the orb of light.

Xiao Chenghe said, "Sister Zhuqing, I'm starting the rotation."

Zhu Zhuqing looked in the direction Xiao Chenghe pointed, and sure enough, she could see it.

Inside Xiao Chenghe's orb of light.

Luo Yihe was a true god. His divine body was billions of kilometers tall, and planets were like grains of sand before him.

He was a deity, sacred and inviolable, seated alone above the Ninth Heaven, with gods and demons suppressing the cosmos...

But as the view lowered, Xiao Chenghe appeared, covered in wounds and clad in tattered golden armor. He said something to Luo Yihe, who was like a true god.

Luo Yihe suddenly made his move and trapped Xiao Chenghe in the Ninth Heaven.

He left alone and never returned. No one knew how much time passed before Xiao Chenghe finally emerged from the Ninth Heaven.

He searched the entire universe for Luo Yihe. Only when his lifespan had reached its end did he finally find Luo Yihe within a shattered expanse of void.

But... Luo Yihe had already become an enormous corpse, nailed in the void by one hundred and eight divine spears.

Countless purple fish, insects, and humanoid creatures surrounded Luo Yihe's corpse. The entire void was filled with the corpses of purple creatures, stretching endlessly beyond sight.

The Xiao Chenghe inside the orb had blood tears streaming from his eyes. He transformed into a massive white bear, crying out as he tried to pull out the spears, repeatedly calling for Divine Lord Luo Yihe.

But... even when Xiao Chenghe burned away the last of his life, he could not leave even the slightest mark on the spears.

Seeing that there was no way to bring Luo Yihe's remains back to the Ninth Heaven, Xiao Chenghe used his final moments to refine himself into an incomparably powerful corpse flame. He carved in his final command: protect Divine Lord Luo Yihe's remains. If anyone accidentally came here in the future and dared show disrespect toward Divine Lord Luo Yihe's remains... kill them all.

When Zhu Zhuqing saw Luo Yihe's miserable state, nailed to death in the void, her heart inexplicably ached, and the tears at the corners of her eyes would not stop.

When she saw Xiao Chenghe willingly turn himself into a corpse flame just to keep Luo Yihe's body from being desecrated, she was deeply moved.

She finally understood why their relationship was so good. Perhaps... this was the bond of past and present lives.

One had faced danger alone to protect his brother. The other had willingly become a corpse flame so that his brother's remains would not be desecrated, guarding them in silence.

Xiao Chenghe smiled. "So? Were you moved by the brotherhood between Brother Luo and me?"

Zhu Zhuqing said through a sob, "It really makes one envious."

"Hehe, now that you've finished watching, hurry up and cultivate too! We don't know whether what we saw was the future or the past, but we have to become stronger."

"In my memories, Brother Luo was already so powerful, yet he still fell while fighting those purple creatures."

"If... this is the future, can we fight alongside Big Brother? Or will we... once again be protected by Big Brother while he goes alone?"

Zhu Zhuqing grew sorrowful as well. Yes! The Luo Yihe in that little orb had been so powerful that words could not describe him... Could he have been a god?

Zhu Zhuqing felt that was not all. She had not even seen many Titled Douluo, much less gods, yet she had this feeling in her heart: the Luo Yihe in the little orb was definitely far more than merely a god, even compared to the Saint Luo Yihe who was with her.

Zhu Zhuqing went to the bathroom and splashed water fiercely over her face. After calming herself down, she sat cross-legged beside Luo Yihe and began cultivating.

But the moment she started, Zhu Zhuqing sensed that something was wrong. The energy leaking from Luo Yihe was replacing the soul power within her body. It seemed to be... transforming her?

Before Zhu Zhuqing could even wonder about it, her consciousness was suddenly pulled into a small bamboo grove.

While Zhu Zhuqing was still confused, she suddenly saw a transparent version of herself cultivating. The circulation of power within that body was displayed before her without reservation.

Then another Zhu Zhuqing suddenly appeared beside her and launched a sneak attack, directly severing the real Zhu Zhuqing's head.

The real Zhu Zhuqing immediately came back to life. Looking at the version of herself cultivating, then at the version that had attacked her, she seemed to understand something.

She began imitating the Zhu Zhuqing in the bamboo grove courtyard. Whether it was her methods of attack or her special cultivation method, the real Zhu Zhuqing was killed again and again. Yet she quickly adapted, learning the special cultivation method and exchanging moves with her other self. Neither side used martial souls or soul rings in battle—or rather... they could not use them.

Zhu Zhuqing was deepening her understanding of fighting without soul rings or martial souls, relying only on herself.

While everyone in the hotel was cultivating, Dai Mubai endured his heartache and went to Zhao Wuji's room.

"Teacher Zhao, you have to avenge me! That Luo Yihe must be somewhere in this hotel. Not only did he humiliate me, he even stole my fiancée."

Zhao Wuji was rather displeased. Such dense soul power had appeared so rarely, and he had wanted to cultivate a while longer!

But seeing Dai Mubai crying with tears and snot all over his face, Zhao Wuji still agreed.

When Zhao Wuji and Dai Mubai arrived outside Luo Yihe's room—

"Mew?"

Mew suddenly appeared, blocking their path as it curiously sized them up.

"A pink cat? This is Luo Yihe's martial soul?"

Zhao Wuji curiously examined Mew as well.

But Dai Mubai did not care about any of that. The moment he saw Mew, his eyes turned red. He immediately possessed his martial soul, and two yellow and one purple soul rings appeared beneath his feet.

"Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

"Second Soul Skill: White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"

Golden markings covered Dai Mubai's body as the White Tiger Vajra Transformation empowered him. He opened his mouth and blasted a searing white wave of tiger light toward Mew.

Zhao Wuji did not stop Dai Mubai, merely watching the little pink cat with curiosity.

Who would have thought that Mew would not dodge at all? A pink energy shield appeared before it, directly dispersing all the energy.