Chen Shu couldn't resist pinching her cheek. He fell into thought.
There was indeed more than one transmigrator in this world.
Chen Shu knew of three.
The first was the Sacred Ancestor.
The Sacred Ancestor had most likely come from the same place as him. He had originally been one hundred percent certain, but the theory of Spirituality Force had muddled his thinking. It left him believing there was an infinitesimal chance that the Sacred Ancestor came from a world identical to his own, yet not actually the same world. So his certainty had fallen from one hundred percent to very nearly one hundred percent.
He had to be precise.
The second was the New Sage.
He was the deity who had ushered in the new era, and the one who had introduced old Lord Ouyuangong to Plane Studies. Legend said he had visited other universes, seen the boundless Sea of Universes, and witnessed universes with different rules. Later, he had vanished again, and no one knew where he had gone.
He was most likely a native of this world who had traveled outward.
He probably had something like the Crystal, only more powerful, or had found some way to recharge it. Otherwise, he could never have gone out, returned, and gone out again.
But that clearly wasn't what Qingqing meant...
Chen Shu pondered it. He had plenty of questions, but little anxiety or sorrow.
It was the same way Qingqing felt about him—
They had grown up together, each leaving traces throughout the other's childhood. Naturally, the people they had become were familiar to each other. What remained unknown was only a few unimportant things on the surface; deep down, they knew each other intimately.
At the very least, their love was familiar and certain.
Time passed, little by