Chapter 536 – Side Story: A Thousand Years Later, The Perfect Ending

Chapter 536 – Side Story: A Thousand Years Later, The Perfect Ending

New Era, Year 3024.

A full thousand years had passed since Su Xing proved his Dao and became a Saint.

As early as a thousand years ago, the Five Great Domains had launched a counteroffensive against the foreign race under his arrangements.

From the Five Great Domains below to the foreign races in the Seventh and Eighth Heavens above, after several campaigns led by Su Xing, every last one had been slain and converted into origin energy.

During this millennium, Su Xing did only two things: endlessly simulate… and spend time with his family and friends of old.

…

Earth, Great Xia.

Su Xing lay on a sandy beach, wearing shorts and a floral shirt, sipping an iced cola as he watched the ocean tides rise and fall. He was in a good mood.

Not far away in a seaside cottage, Luo Shuying and Jin Congxue were busy preparing a meal.

“Su Xing! Come eat!” Jin Congxue stepped out of the cottage and called to him.

Su Xing’s expression collapsed the moment he heard this. He trudged back home with extreme reluctance, and upon seeing the table full of “dark cuisine,” lost all appetite whatsoever.

To be able to turn Spirit rice and spiritual ingredients into something that looked like this—truly, no one else could manage it.

“Can I not eat? I’m a Saint already—immortal and indestructible! I don’t need to eat at all!”

Su Xing complained helplessly.

Hearing this, both women denied him in unison:

“No! You must eat! How can it feel like home if you don’t eat together?”

Su Xing could only sigh in resignation.

Sure, eating together gave a sense of home—but eating this dark cuisine, wouldn’t that wound the soul?

Fortunately, a savior arrived soon enough.

A streak of light shot across the sky above and crashed onto the beach, blasting out a large crater.

Upon closer inspection, it was Su Xiaomei performing sword flight—she’d failed to stick the landing and tumbled right into the sandy pit.

But Su Xiaomei wasn’t hurt. She climbed out of the sand and shouted at Su Xing:

“Bro! Mom and Dad are calling you home for dinner!”

Su Xing was overjoyed at once and hurriedly told the two women:

“We’re eating at Mom and Dad’s today—forget about all this!”

When Su Xiaomei reached Su Xing’s side, she boasted:

“Bro, I just advanced to Celestial Immortal not long ago! Pretty impressive talent, right?”

Su Xing thought about it and said:

“Back when I became a Saint, I think it only took me about ten years…”

“Ahem, with your talent, you’d better just enjoy life! You don’t have to worry about lifespan, so why train so hard?”

Su Xiaomei pouted in displeasure and huffed: “How can I possibly compare to you! Bro, you were basically cheating back then!”

Su Xing smiled without a word. With a mere thought, the surroundings shifted, and all four of them were transported back home.

Father Su and Mother Su had already prepared a full table of dishes—not spiritual food, just ordinary home cooking, yet it was exactly what satisfied the appetite.

While eating, Su Xing suddenly said:

“Mom, Dad, I might need to go out for a while soon…”

Father Su and Mother Su didn’t think much of it. They’d long since stopped pinning their hopes on Su Xing anyway—over the past millennium, they’d regained their youth and had several more children.

It was Jin Congxue and Luo Shuying beside them who understood the meaning behind his words.

The two women exchanged a glance, hearts tightening:

“Has… the day finally come?”

They knew that the world was far from as peaceful as it appeared. There were always matters that needed to be settled.

Su Xing nodded and said:

“Don’t worry. I’ve already tried countless times. This time, I’ll definitely succeed.”

Su Xing’s tone was calm, but the two women fell silent, quietly eating their food.

They didn’t understand the true nature of combat at Su Xing’s level, but they could tell it had to be a battle of life and death.

After finishing the meal, Su Xing didn’t say goodbye. Like an ordinary person, he simply walked along the streets of Great Xia’s Capital City.

…

The entirety of Great Xia—indeed, the entire cultivation world—was vastly different from a thousand years ago.

A millennium prior, Su Xing had used the power of space to expand Great Xia’s territory countless times over.

Earth, once barely qualifying as a minor world, now rivaled the Greater World in scale.

Across all of Earth, Spirit-Gathering Flowers blanketed every mountain and field. The dense spiritual energy was unmatched throughout the Three Thousand Worlds—a true holy land for cultivation.

Walking through the streets, gazing at Great Xia’s bustling cultivation market district, Su Xing felt a stirring in his heart.

“It’s about time… time to make my move.”

With a single thought and a single step, he crossed countless territories and arrived before a seal in the Eighth Heaven.

This seal was the boundary connecting the inside and outside of the Five Great Domains.

Beyond the seal lay the foreign races from outside the domains; within the seal lay the Five Great Domains—the upper and lower realms of the cultivation world.

Several centuries ago, Su Xing had used eighth-realm spatial Dao to completely reshape the structure of the Immortal Domain’s Nine Heavens.

The Ninth Heaven had been destroyed, its location unknown.

But the Seventh and Eighth Heavens, where spiritual energy was most abundant, had been merged by Su Xing’s great power into what was now called the upper realm.

The upper realm was rich with spiritual energy—a sacred land for cultivation.

As for the original Five Great Domains and the lower three heavens, Su Xing had made only minor adjustments. They remained like stars scattered across the sky—countless small worlds distributed throughout the cosmos.

“So in the end… it always comes back to time.”

“This ninth-realm Time Dao… I’ve finally ground it out.”

The corner of Su Xing’s mouth curled upward.

Yes—over this entire millennium, Su Xing had cultivated only a single Dao: the Time Dao!

A full thousand years, fifty thousand simulations, combined with the Dao of Time’s ability to interfere with the speed of cultivation itself, had finally allowed Su Xing to advance his Dao of Time to the ninth realm.

“The Dao of Time encompasses past, present, and future… Myriad timelines, all interwoven like threads on a loom, yet never interfering with one another…”

“Before reaching the ninth realm, one can control the flow of time, even pause it, or glimpse the future and send messages to the past…”

“But one absolutely cannot directly interfere with another timeline’s future…”

“Once you reach the ninth realm, however—everything changes!”

Su Xing murmured:

“The ninth-realm Time Dao… with a single thought, overturn the past. With a single thought, reshape the future!”

“With a single thought… achieve Eternity!”

“Having mastered the ninth-realm Time Dao, what other Dao could possibly elude my grasp?”

“To thoroughly defeat that being among the foreign race who surpasses the Sovereign realm, I’m only one step away…”

“Attaining… the Dao Ancestor realm!”

Su Xing had spent a thousand years devoted solely to the Dao of Time, and now…

He would spend but a single instant to walk the entire path that “Dao” itself had never completed in its lifetime.

Three thousand great Daos, all cultivated to their pinnacle and united within oneself—that was a Dao Ancestor!

To master all three thousand great Daos was impossibly difficult!

Even the most supremely talented individual in all of history would require an eternity of time.

But with the Dao of Time, it was different.

The ninth-realm Dao of Time—with a single thought… achieve Eternity!

In other words, every single instant was, for Su Xing, an eternity!

And with an eternity of time to comprehend the three thousand great Daos—what difficulty could there be?

At this moment, Su Xing stood in place as the aura around him shifted ceaselessly.

In the next instant—Sword Dao, advanced to the ninth realm!

Great Dao of Space, advanced to the ninth realm!

Great Dao of Thunder, advanced to the ninth realm!

Yin and yang, Five Elements Dao, advanced to the ninth realm…

Ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand…

More and more Daos manifested upon Su Xing’s body.

In the end, all three thousand great Daos shone forth from Su Xing!

To the outside world, only a single instant had passed.

But for Su Xing, he had already traversed an eternity.

He had used an eternity of time to comprehend all three thousand great Daos!

“In a single thought, the rolling tides of the mortal world arise… In a single instant, all Daos merge into my being!”

Su Xing sighed softly, feeling a sudden and profound enlightenment within his heart.

“At this moment… I suppose I am a Dao Ancestor?”

“I am the Dao, yet also an existence that surpasses the Dao itself…”

Su Xing could feel that although his magical power hadn’t increased in the slightest, his fundamental essence had undergone another monumental transformation.

With all three thousand great Daos within him, he was now essentially an omnipotent immortal…

He said calmly, “Well then—it’s time to bring this to a true conclusion.”

With that, Su Xing took a single step, piercing through countless layers of space, transcending beyond the Five Great Domains entirely, and appearing in a place of endless black void where no aura of any kind existed.

“No space, no life… not even the concept of existence or nonexistence has been born here… Only eternal time?”

“So… this is the Void? Or perhaps… primordial chaos?”

This realm of nothingness was the space beyond the Five Great Domains.

“So where exactly did the foreign race come from? Still… born in such a barren place, no wonder they covet the Three Thousand Worlds so desperately…”

“Before the Dao was born, the Three Thousand Worlds must have also been part of this Void…”

Su Xing took a deep breath.

The world he inhabited—including the Five Great Domains and the Nine Heavens—had all been born from within a vast Void.

First came the Void, then the Pangu Greater World, and eventually, the Three Thousand Worlds of today.

And now, he had arrived in another Void entirely.

All things in existence could be categorized as “being” or “non-being,” and before even those concepts existed, there was “not-yet-non-being.”

What preceded even “not-yet-non-being” was the Void—or in other words… primordial chaos!

And within this Void, Su Xing sensed a life force in slumber.

It was near-eternal, yet had always been asleep.

Countless streams of the Power of Laws were merely Its exhaled breath, slowly coalescing within this Void.

“So you are the Eternity among the foreign race? Or rather… the Mother Goddess of the foreign race!”

Su Xing gazed at this being before him. It defied description—seemingly without physical form, yet Its presence could be clearly perceived.

Its true body was so vast it nearly rivaled an entire Domain in size. Su Xing could sense countless thoughts churning within It.

Every single member of the foreign race had originated from within this being.

In countless simulations past, Su Xing had died at the hands of this existence.

Though all those encounters—whether in humanoid form or otherwise—had merely been Its avatars.

“I imagine that across countless timelines… we’ve clashed innumerable times,” Su Xing murmured.

But at this point in time, It had not yet fully awakened.

“In that case… don’t bother waking up.”

When the survival of the entire world hung in the balance, Su Xing wasn’t about to concern himself with fighting fair.

Striking down the enemy before it could fully mature—that was the wisest strategy.

With that thought, Su Xing willed the three thousand great Daos to merge into one, attempting to kill this being.

But the moment this intent arose, Su Xing furrowed his brow slightly and halted his actions.

Because he had glimpsed, on the timeline, the outcome of this very move.

The Eternity realm—undying and indestructible!

Even he could not kill another being of Eternity. The most he could do… was seal It!

If he tried to slay It by force, it would only alert this being and cause It to awaken prematurely.

And then, a war capable of annihilating the entire world would erupt…

“Tsk tsk… looks like sealing It is the only option!”

“Otherwise, it’ll be no small amount of trouble…”

Su Xing shook his head slightly. The three thousand great Daos around him condensed continuously, finally coalescing into a single seal that imprisoned this being completely.

“Whew… with the reinforcement of the power of spacetime, this single thought of eternity can maintain the seal permanently…”

Su Xing nodded in satisfaction, looking at the small black glass bead in his hand before casually storing it in a spatial pocket.

Having finished all this, Su Xing took a single step and returned to Earth.

…

“The foreign race threat has been resolved… Strange, I feel like I’m forgetting something.”

Su Xing scratched his head, then suddenly recalled what it was.

With a thought, a timeline materialized before him.

He sent a dream to the Celestial Secrets Pavilion Master of countless years ago.

“So that’s how it was! The Celestial Secrets Pavilion Master’s mission was never to select prodigies… it was only to resolve doubts for me at a certain point in time and guide me to find the Ninth Heaven…”

Su Xing finally understood this as well.

“Oh, and then there’s that strand of Primordial Purple Qi… it’s about time to release it.”

“Of the Dao’s fifty, Heaven manifests forty-nine, leaving one for man to seize… That strand of Primordial Purple Qi represents the one thread of hope.”

“Now that my timeline’s thread of hope has been secured… other timelines may not be so fortunate…”

With that, Su Xing flicked his finger. The strand of Primordial Purple Qi he had once absorbed reappeared—at his current level of power, the Primordial Purple Qi was of no use to him anymore.

In the next second, the Primordial Purple Qi was flicked away, soaring toward some distant point in spacetime.

Though its trajectory seemed to deviate slightly from what Su Xing had anticipated.

…

Not dwelling on this detail, Su Xing willed three small, archaic mirrors to appear in his hand.

“Tsk tsk… as I thought, you’ve actually been with me all along. Old friends, really.”

“So when exactly did I first obtain these?”

Su Xing rubbed his chin, his gaze seeming to pierce through countless spacetimes.

“Ah, right—it was that moment!”

“Tsk tsk, how could I possibly have fallen into Red Moon’s scheme and become some lowly Class User? Cultivation is the true path, you know!”

As he spoke, Su Xing’s fingertip moved slightly, and a surge of great power pierced through a thousand years of spacetime, severing the karma between a certain rising prodigy of Great Xia and Red Moon in the past.

That newly risen prodigy of Great Xia suddenly… plummeted.

“Cultivation is the true path!” Su Xing grinned mischievously. After all, the “three years of humiliation” he’d endured back then was no trivial matter.

Looking at the three mirrors in his hand, Su Xing gently caressed them:

“At my current realm, I have no use for you anymore… So let me borrow a portion of your power one last time.”

As he spoke, Su Xing’s palm gently swept over the surfaces of the three mirrors, and a mysterious energy was born in his hand.

“Hmm, it needs karma, the power of spacetime… and the inherent power of a primordial chaos treasure…”

After tinkering for a while, an energy cluster that was formless, without will, and utterly undetectable came into being.

With a flick of his finger, this energy pierced through countless spacetimes and landed upon a dejected young man.

At that same moment, countless spacetimes away, a young man jolted in shock:

“Who? Who’s playing tricks on me?!”

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