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Chapter 707: Chapter 706: Going Home

“This person really had a tragic life, I hope he will have a better reincarnation in the Underworld.”

An enormous sense of sorrow enveloped the trio as they finished watching Jiang Li’s life, leaving them feeling a profound sense of frustration and helplessness.

Luo Ying sighed: “Just like the fact that eight tenths of the world has already been destroyed, the incident on the Blue Star, and the affair of Jiang Li, who shares the same name Mr. Jiang, are all past events that we are powerless to change.”

“What we can do is just record these events and report them truthfully to the Imperial Palace.”

“Should this person’s incident also be recorded?” Luo Zhu asked.

Luo Ying shook his head: “No need, the investigation report cannot detail individual cases, because then we would need to write about everyone’s past.”

Each time Luo Ying documented the destruction of a world, he would feel relieved that he possessed a fragment of the Heavenly Stairway to Ascendancy, enabling him to turn back time, grateful for meeting Mr. Jiang who saved the world and revived his own planet.

Yet, few were as fortunate as he was.

“Such a pity… Mr. Kongkong, as before, please restore the civilization this world once had, engrave it on the Jade Pendant, and store it in the Spirit Coffin Hall of the Imperial Palace.”

The Spirit Coffin Hall was a newly established place dedicated to preserving the culture of civilizations on the brink of destruction or already destroyed.

“Alright.”

“You’ve always believed that energy is conserved?” In the Imperial Palace, Jiang Li looked at everyone with a puzzled expression.

The astonishment on everyone’s faces was even greater than Jiang Li’s.

Isn’t conservation of energy normal?

Just as Jiang Li wanted to say something, a Human Emperor Palace Guard softly approached him from behind, whispering a few words in his ears and handing him a stack of papers.

Jiang Li sighed: “Luo Ying, Luo Zhu, and Ji Kongkong have returned from a world called Zhou Tian’s World. The situation there is terrible. Some planets are on the verge of destruction, while others have been destroyed. All because of Du Ye.”

“This is the exploration report of Zhou Tian’s World.”

Jiang Li made several copies of the report and distributed them among the others.

Everyone attentively perused the Zhou Tian’s World report in silence, including Jiang Li.

Suddenly, Jiang Li paused while reading the twelfth report from Zhou Tian’s World, freezing in place.

“What’s wrong?” Commander Liu noticed that something was off with Jiang Li.

“Nothing, I just need some fresh air.” Jiang Li stood up and exited the Imperial Palace as soon as he finished his sentence.

Everyone exchanged confused looks. In the five hundred years they’ve known Jiang Li, they’ve never seen him act like this.

Bai Hongtu also stood up, intending to check on Jiang Li but was held back by Yu Yin: “Let him have some alone time.”

Jiang Li teleported to the Blue Star and began to walk silently.

He treaded unevenly across the ruins of the Blue Star, measuring the land with his footsteps, recalling the past with his gaze, as if time had rewound.

Jiang Li tried to locate the familiar sights of his past, but over two hundred years had passed, time had erased everything, and the bombings had destroyed all traces of his memories.

“I once asked Mother Earth where the Blue Star is, but she told me she needed to know which world the Blue Star belonged to. Only today did I learn that the world I once lived in was called Zhou Tian’s World.”

Jiang Li visited the orphanage, the old director had passed away long ago. Before the war arrived, the orphanage had already been handed over to a new director.

The new director was one of Jiang Li’s old friends from his playful days.

“Everyone has left, indeed.” Jiang Li voiced out his melancholy.

Jiang Li went underneath a large tree. When he was younger, he used to climb up the tree to read, and the old director would climb the ladder, with a feather duster in his hand, to chase him down, warning him about the danger of his actions.

The tree was long withered, leaving only half of its early self.

Jiang Li casually spotted a fragment of a stone stele on the ground, with the Chinese character for Li engraved on it.

“Wind Return, Flame Rekindle, Restore.”

Jiang Li cast a spell to restore the stone stele. The surrounding fragments of stone floated in midair and gathered towards the stone inscribed with “Li”, forming a complete stele.

Jiang Li’s hands trembled as he cast the spell, this was the tombstone erected by the old director for him.

He seemed to see a scene of 260 years ago, where the old director was crying, friends were weeping.

Everyone was weeping, except for him who was already dead.

“Hmmm——”

Underneath the tombstone was Jiang Li’s body, but he had no intention of looking.

He stood up the tombstone straight and walked straight out of the orphanage without looking back.

Jiang Li then visited his old university, where he had studied for ten years. He had learnt from his law professor the aim of the law, and from Professor Kong, he had deepened his understanding of the law.

Jiang Li wanted to visit Professor Kong, but his office had long been replaced by another after he had retired. It was also destroyed during the war, leaving nothing behind.

Jiang Li took out a bottle of spirit wine and poured it on the ground.

“Professor Kong, I am back. The knowledge you’ve imparted, I have been practicing till today.”

“Professor Kong, goodbye.”

Jiang Li went to his old workplace. This place had been spared from the bombings and was the most intact.

Here, he found the records of his former friend, Xiang Liang. If he hadn’t shielded Xiang Liang, Xiang Liang would’ve had a smooth and successful career only to be incarcerated at the end.

All that Xiang Liang had worked for in his life disappeared when he was imprisoned, like an elusive mirage that could not be grasped.

He died alone in prison, disregarded by all.

As for the higher-ups who framed him, Jiang Li had no desire to see. He had no resentment, in fact, he pitied them.

They were ignorant of the vastness of the world, confined to the small plot of land they called the Blue Star, grappling in their intrigue and plots.

What did they gain?

Wealth and money couldn’t be taken to the grave, and society hadn’t progressed due to their existence.

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“To be born is to be empty, and to die is to be empty.”

“When I died, at least I had friends who cried for me. What about you? Aside from family, who would shed genuine tears for you?”

Jiang Li traveled many places, he cast spells to clear radiation, he sought survivors and conversed in his old world’s language, he located the historic and cultural relics extolled in history, and thought about the passages he learned during middle and high school…

“I can’t return.”

There really were survivors who spoke the language of his previous life, but they knew nothing about the contents of his conversation. Talk of Mount Tai’s sacrificial rituals, the Journey to the West, internet slang… none of it made sense to them.

The scenic landscapes praised by scholars in the past, the nation that a heroic emperor fought for his entire life, none of them could be found now.

All has turned to dust.

The Blue Star in Jiang Li’s memory could now only be found in the jade pendant engraved by Ji Kongkong.

“Du Ye, your death was too easy.” Jiang Li muttered.

While he was indeed framed and killed, that was merely his personal vendetta. The Blue Star had nothing to do with his grudges.

His past was certainly tragic, but the beautiful elements of the Blue Star far outweighed his sorrow.

The Blue Star was his home, and it should not have suffered such a fate.

“Speaking of which, how did I die?”

“Where did I go after the court’s judgment?”

Jiang Li stood lost on the ruins, as the biting cold wind blew past him. He suddenly realized that he was missing a piece of his memory.