I wrote on and off, and at last I finally wrote the ending I'd set from the very beginning. A soul from Earth— even if the Myriad Worlds were gone, there would still be traces of its existence on Earth, right?
Though it was rushed, the main outline was finished. The journey to seek the scriptures was originally supposed to take up quite a bit of space. My idea at the time was to borrow the original protagonist's perspective to write the changes across the continent after the protagonist's hundred-year plan, but a protagonist who had gone into seclusion was ultimately hard to write, and I'm not good at ensemble casts either. It ended up feeling like children playing house, so I skimmed over it.
Perhaps many people will think it's utopian, but I still feel that as long as someone has a better idea and puts it into action, if there's no result in one year, then ten years; if there's no result in ten years, then a hundred. In the end, there will always be change. As for cultivation, how could there be no fighting or grabbing? Of course there would be grabbing, but not the kind where people hoard resources and do nothing. In this author's view, resources only have value when they're kept in motion.
How can the channel be so clear? Because fresh water flows from its source.
I don't know whether that can convince you, but it convinced me.
As for being sniped at the end, what I actually wanted to express was that a revolution built only on power would ultimately fail because of power as well. As for why the protagonist could succeed, it was because he was the protagonist. There was originally plot here too: the Dou Qi Continent that restarted