When system cheat becomes rampant!

The flames gradually extinguished, and the yang energy of this land was all burned away, turning it into a place with extremely heavy yin energy.

Daoist Qingyang leaned wearily against the stone wall, his wounds still bleeding.

"You said you're from Jiuzhou?"

"Yes." Xiang Beifei said, "That place... How should I say it? It's very different from Hanxia."

Daoist Qingyang nodded slightly and, after a long pause, started coughing violently, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"I can try to help you, senior."

Xiang Beifei's hands gathered the aura of Return to the Original State.

"No need." Daoist Qingyang wiped the blood from his mouth and smiled, "The way you came here, you should understand what my end is to be."

He understood what his destiny was and had chosen to accept it.

"But senior once said that I could change the past."

Xiang Beifei still insisted and quickly approached, the aura of Return to the Original State in his hands soon touching Daoist Qingyang.

Quickly, however, he furrowed his brow.

"Burning Yang, burning away the yang energy, Yin and Yang out of balance, it's not something that can be easily restored." Daoist Qingyang shook his head, "Unless there is an utmost yang item to replenish the yang energy that I've burned, but that's essentially impossible."

Xiang Beifei didn't give up and asked again, "What if I come back again? If I time travel from the future back here once more, maybe I can give an early warning, and senior would not have to use the burning Yang."

Hanxia was invaded surreptitiously; the Human Race was caught off guard and nearly annihilated. If only Xiang Beifei returned to two days prior, and during the encounter with those people, didn't resist and made everything clear to Daoist Qingyang, perhaps they wouldn't end up so tragically.

Daoist Qingyang shook his head: "In fact, humanity was already extinct, and it's only because of your intervention that they had the chance to escape. The Jiuzhou that you came from is likely the continuation of our Hanxia."

He squeezed out a smile, as if relieved: "The Human Race is still alive, and that's enough for me. I die without regrets."

Xiang Beifei was stunned!

"But the cultivation system in Jiuzhou is completely different from that in Hanxia." Xiang Beifei said.

Hanxia was more like the ancient Daoist practitioners, but in Jiuzhou, everyone has their own system.

"It's the same, I can feel it from within you." Daoist Qingyang said.

The more Xiang Beifei thought about it, the more inconceivable it seemed. If that were the case, he vaguely understood how Jiuzhou had developed.

Daoist Qingde, his grandfather, must have led the last of humanity to that land to establish Jiuzhou, developing it to its present state!

Is this the origin of Jiuzhou?

In the textbooks of Jiuzhou, there is no mention of how Jiuzhou developed. It just appeared as if it was meant to be, but Hanxia's story was never mentioned.

"I don't understand if humanity was already extinct in the past, how did I come to exist in the future?"

It was a complete paradox.

If humanity was extinct in the past, it would mean that Jiuzhou did not exist; he couldn't have been born in Jiuzhou, couldn't have followed the direction pointed by the mound spirit, couldn't have walked northward until he heard the stone bell, come to the Floating Immortal Isles, and gone to rescue the fifty to sixty thousand people of Hanxia, and he certainly couldn't have intervened in humanity's extinction.

Daoist Qingyang looked at Xiang Beifei, his gaze flickering briefly, and said, "Something must have happened to you that doesn't happen to ordinary people, and it's been troubling you."

Not ordinary?

He could control everyone's systems, capture any cultivator with a system, and beat them senseless, and that had always been what set him apart.

But was it just that?

Xiang Beifei felt it wasn't what Daoist Qingyang was referring to.

Soon, he suddenly realized, looking astonished at Daoist Qingyang.

He understood what set him apart from everyone else.

"You've realized it, haven't you?" Daoist Qingyang said with a strained smile, "Perhaps you have always questioned your existence in this world, asking yourself if you truly belong to this world—I can only guess, but I think you must have such doubts."

Xiang Beifei looked astounded.

Daoist Qingyang had hit the mark perfectly!

"Is this why I have two sets of memories?" Xiang Beifei asked.

He had always believed that he had crossed over from another world, occupying the body of another youth called 'Xiang Beifei' in this world, inheriting his identity and memories, and replacing that person's life. Therefore, he was unable to fully regard Xiang Tianxing's parents, whom he had never met, as his own.

At most, he could only consider his caretaker, Xiang Qingde, as his true grandfather, and he protected this amnesiac old man.

But at Si Hou, his grandfather had assured him unequivocally that both versions of him were him—the real Xiang Beifei.

This had always troubled him.

"You have two sets of memories?" Daoist Qingyang asked.

"My early life and later life are different." Xiang Beifei pondered how to find the right words to explain, "It's like living in two worlds, then being forcefully merged into one. I thought I had traversed from another world."

"I understand now."

Daoist Qingyang nodded slightly.

"But I don't understand." Xiang Beifei said.

"You and junior brother Qingde look very similar, what is your relationship with him?" Daoist Qingyang asked.

Xiang Beifei hesitated for a moment and said, "He seems like my grandfather... perhaps... I can't be completely certain, I have never seen him when he was young, I can only guess based on the likeness and that Wufeng sword."

He drew his hand skyward, ripples appeared in the air, and he pulled the broken Wufeng sword from the void.

Daoist Qingyang looked at the Wufeng sword, nodded slightly: "That's it then, junior brother Qingde indeed is your grandfather, you must have his bloodline to be able to wield this Wufeng."