Chapter Six Hundred Thirty, Who is Xu Hongyi?
It seemed no one expected Xu Hongyi to say such a thing.
Young Master Sang was stunned. Zhang Xiaoying momentarily forgot her tears.
Nian Nian and Yan Rouwan looked at her in complete confusion.
“What are you talking about? The causality of the Primordial Deities is so vast, how can it be restored and reset?”
“It can be.” Xu Hongyi indifferently shifted her gaze aside. “Even if it can’t be restored to a point where there’s no causality at all, restoring it to the moment I was born with consciousness is possible.”
“The Primordial Spirit itself is the purest and eternal thing in the world. Even the power of rules cannot erase the existence of the Primordial Spirit.”
“During the time from the birth of the Primordial Spirit to awakening its own consciousness, the only thing that generated causality with it was the primordial universe, a causality that even the power of rules cannot erase.”
“However, starting from the birth of Xu Hongyi, all the causality she generated can be restored.”
She mumbled to herself, “I just need to restore myself to a point where I have no causal entanglement with you from the Abyss Realm. That way, my causality with Little Ying You will naturally end, and she will be saved.”
Nian Nian furrowed her brows, wanting to say something, but at that moment, she couldn’t find anything to refute.
It sounded like a very win-win solution.
Little Ying You could live, and she wouldn’t be cut off from her family either.
But Young Master Sang quickly asked, “But if that’s the case…”
“Won’t your causality with the First Deity/Demon also be restored?”
“You… will you forget your favorite brother?”
Xu Hongyi’s body shivered slightly.
Her beautiful eyes glanced down, her hands hugged Yi Yi tightly, and she whispered:
“Actually… it’s okay.”
“Brother has already forgotten me.”
“And I’ve seen it with my own eyes; now, brother lives very happily.”
“With wives who love him, close friends he can confide in, and lovely children.”
“I’ve come to understand that in brother’s life, my existence isn’t needed at all.”
“It’s just me, clinging to past memories, tormenting him for my own selfish reasons.”
Honestly, no one could tell if Xu Hongyi sounded pitiful to garner sympathy or if she truly felt that way. Young Master Sang, in particular, couldn’t discern anymore.
On a personal level, he certainly didn’t deny that this was the most perfect solution for him. Not only could it save Little Ying You’s life, but it could also completely eliminate Xu Hongyi’s worries.
But this was indeed a bit too cruel. For Xu Hongyi herself, it was too ruthless.
Young Master Sang didn’t feel qualified to speak on this matter.
However, Little Ying You’s situation didn’t allow for him to hesitate. Taking a deep breath, Young Master Sang cupped his hands deeply:
“Miss Hong Yi, I, Young Master Sang, swear.”
“If today I can save my daughter’s life, I will personally seek out the restored you in the future and accompany you to piece together the restored causality, one by one.”
Xu Hongyi seemed to smile slightly.
“You don’t need to swear, brother.”
“After all… your vows don’t really count, do they?”
Young Master Sang fell silent.
In this matter, he truly had nothing to say.
“There’s not much time left.” Xu Hongyi glanced at Little Ying You on the bed, lightly chuckling, “Brother, before the restoration, I still have one last thing to tell you.”
“In the days you weren’t here, I’ve been working on something, looking for a way to enter your domain and seek out your sealed memories.”
Young Master Sang was startled. He then remembered that when he was pretending to be the First Deity/Demon in front of her, he had casually said that his memories were sealed in the domain of the First Deity/Demon.
“Ah, that was actually just me making it up—”
“I found it.”
“…Huh?” Young Master Sang was dumbfounded.
“But it’s not quite what I imagined.”
Xu Hongyi placed her hands over her chest and gently lowered her eyes: “In your residence, you left a letter.”
“From the very beginning, you never intended to retain your memories as the First Deity/Demon.”
“You’ve always wanted to start over as an ordinary human.”
“But in the memories of the Primordial Deities, the only thing you couldn’t let go of was me.”
“This letter was written to me and to you.”
Xu Hongyi took out an ancient, half-torn letter from her bosom and handed it to Young Master Sang: “I’ve already read and torn apart my part.”
“The rest is to remain as the last gift for brother.”
Young Master Sang took the letter but didn’t open it.
“Let’s go.”
Xu Hongyi’s eyes seemed to glisten slightly with red: “The Abyss Realm cannot use the power of rules. Please hold Little Ying You and come with me to the outer domain.”
Young Master Sang nodded, cradling the curled-up Little Ying You in his arms, effortlessly slicing open a rift using the Mirror Void.
Nian Nian and Yan Rouwan were still somewhat worried and were about to follow when Young Master Sang gently shook his head.
“I’ll go alone.”
With one step, the surrounding scenery instantly transformed from the quiet room to the vast and endless starry sky.
The rift behind them gradually closed, and the sight of Xu Hongyi, clothed in bright red against the ink-black starry sky, was incredibly striking.
“Brother, do you have anything else to say to me?” At last, when Xu Hongyi placed her hand on Little Ying You, she suddenly spoke again.
Young Master Sang fell silent for a long while.
In the end, he merely murmured:
“If there’s a chance…”
“…I will seriously be your brother for once.”
Xu Hongyi’s breathing quickened for a moment.
But soon, she fell silent, smiling after a long pause.
“Mm. If there’s a chance.”
“Well then, goodbye, brother.”
Young Master Sang saw countless threads wrap around Xu Hongyi and Little Ying You’s bodies.
Those threads were a clear pale red, hundreds of them coming together to envelop the two in a deep red cocoon.
He didn’t know how much time had passed, but the threads began to peel away one by one.
Revealing Little Ying You, peaceful and sleeping in Young Master Sang’s embrace.
And in front of him, where Xu Hongyi had stood, was now utterly empty.
Throughout everything, Young Master Sang quietly observed in silence.
Until he confirmed that Little Ying You’s breath had returned to normal, he then shifted his gaze towards where Xu Hongyi had vanished.
…He knew the Primordial Spirit wouldn’t disappear. It would just return to the place where she first transformed.
The next time they met could perhaps be many years later.
Or even.
It might not happen again.
——
——
Stepping back into the room.
The entire place was just as it was before his departure. Everyone was anxiously awaiting his return.
The moment Zhang Xiaoying saw him back, she rushed up to check on Little Ying You: “Is Little Ying You okay?”
“…She’s fine.” Young Master Sang’s tone was devoid of relief; instead, it sounded particularly weary.
“That’s good.” Zhang Xiaoying’s beautiful eyes finally flickered with relief as she carefully took Little Ying You and held her tightly.
“And you? Are you okay?” As everyone else exhaled in relief, Nian Nian silently poked Young Master Sang.
“What could possibly happen to me?”
Young Master Sang shrugged, a bitter smile on his face: “From start to finish, it was Xu Hongyi who took on everything. I’m just a shameless liar.”
The torn letter still lay in his bosom. It still seemed to hold the warmth of Xu Hongyi’s palm.
As Young Master Sang contemplated when he would open the letter to read it, Nian Nian’s puzzled voice suddenly rang out beside him:
“Xu Hongyi?”
“Who is Xu Hongyi?”
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