Yun Che nodded slightly, but he still had doubts. Frowning, he asked, "By the three Life Souls of heaven, earth, and humanity, do you mean Che Yun, Yuan Che, and me?"
The white-bearded elder nodded. "Exactly. In principle, no matter who it is, one soul will die completely amid the many trials they face, and the three souls can never meet and merge. Yet your human soul, which was originally in the Ancestral Land, somehow transmigrated into the eldest young master of the Yun Family at Marquis Yun's estate. And that eldest young master-the heavenly soul that should have perished-somehow reincarnated in Gu Chen."
"As a result, those paper characters originally imprisoned in the Divine Martial World began to harbor thoughts of breaking through the seal and leaving it. And so, naturally, you became the pawn through which many powerful figures connected the Ancestral Land and the Divine Martial World."
Yun Che nodded with a bitter smile. "So that's how it was. In the end, I was the one who brought harm upon myself."
With that, Yun Che drew a deep breath, and a trace of madness actually flashed through his eyes.
"I remember you saying that whoever killed me would receive the Heavenly Dao Grand Prize. Since I'm going to die no matter what, if I kill myself before then, I should be able to claim that reward too!"
"Well..." The white-bearded elder froze. The rules he had issued really had never prohibited killing oneself.
"But you'll already be dead. What would you want the Heavenly Dao's reward for?" the white-bearded elder asked, somewhat puzzled.
Yun Che waved a hand. "Never mind that. Just tell me whether the reward can be delivered after I kill myself."
The white-bearded old man sank into thought. After a long while, he said,