Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel-Chapter 1005 - 566: God’s Incense, Samsara (Part 7)

Song Lingxue nodded slightly and didn’t ask any further. She carefully folded the indenture and placed it into her sleeve. Then she turned around and left the secluded courtyard with steady steps.

The wind and snow gradually subsided, the dawn broke, yet the warmth was barely felt.

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After sending Chu Zheng to the Song Residence and completing the final resettlement task, Zheng Chu didn’t linger for a moment. With a single step, he had already left the Cangyun Realm.

His figure flickered in the boundless void, and a faint ripple of time and space began to spread around him.

With his current level of cultivation, it was far from enough to sustain him traversing the River of Space-Time, but staying near the river for a short time was still within his capabilities.

Soon, the River of Space-Time, carrying fragments of time, appeared before him.

The River of Space-Time, running through eternity, connected all possibilities and impossibilities.

Zheng Chu found a relatively stable node of time and space near the river, sat down slowly cross-legged like an old monk meditating, and gradually merged his breath with the surrounding fluctuations of time and space, becoming indistinct.

Then, he took out Fu Pinglan’s eyes.

His expression was calm; he gently rubbed the eyeballs as if playing with iron balls, quietly waiting.

Now, he only needed to wait for a person who was bound to appear.

In an instant, the previously calm-flowing River of Space-Time suddenly surged with violent waves. A white figure, like a fish swimming against the current, cutting through the waves, burst from the depths of the river and landed heavily near the shore, staggering and almost unable to stand firm.

It was Fu Pinglan.

He still looked like a young man, radiantly in white, but now appeared extremely disheveled, his breath chaotic, surrounded by jumbled space-time fragments. Where his eyes should have been, there were only two hollows, constantly emitting thin space-time cracks, appearing eerie and terrifying.

The moment Fu Pinglan appeared and steadied himself.

The eyes that Zheng Chu held in his palm sensed the main body’s proximity and suddenly shone with intense light. Those tightly closed eyes seemed to come alive in an instant, trembling violently.

Fu Pinglan’s body stiffened, and those hollow eye sockets instantly looked in the direction where Zheng Chu was.

Even without eyes, his sensory perception was extremely sharp.

"My eyes."

His heart trembled fiercely, and without any hesitation, he raised his hand and grabbed across the void towards Zheng Chu. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

A giant hand tore through the void, carrying a majestic force that seemed to crush Zheng Chu with one grasp.

Facing this furious strike, Zheng Chu showed no intention of resisting, releasing his hand and letting the giant hand easily reclaim the eyes.

Fu Pinglan was slightly stunned and instinctively retracted his hand.

The next moment, as the eyes returned to their place, large segments of forgotten secrets surged into his mind.

These memories were about the Ancient Times and about Zheng Chu.

In just a moment, he learned many previously concealed ’truths.’

He suddenly looked up, his eyes abruptly opened wide, emitting a dazzling scarlet divine light, fixating on the aged figure not far away.

He quickly realized that this was merely an incarnation constructed by Incense Fire Willpower.

For a moment, Fu Pinglan’s expression became extremely serious, his brows furrowed tightly.

He couldn’t understand what Zheng Chu’s purpose was in behaving like this, going to great lengths to seize his eyes only to return them so easily now?

This was completely illogical.

"You... what is your intention?" Fu Pinglan’s voice was hoarse, his eyes filled with intense vigilance and confusion.

Zheng Chu’s expression was indifferent, calmly watching Fu Pinglan, speaking slowly:

"Your death is imminent, so I return your eyes to leave you with an intact corpse."

He merely stated the facts.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Chu’s figure became unstable, flickering like a candle in the wind, gradually dissipating, turning into wisps of pure willpower smoke, and finally disappearing completely.

Only leaving Fu Pinglan alone, standing in place, his expression shifting unpredictably.

"Death is imminent... leaving me an intact corpse..."

He gazed at the place where Zheng Chu disappeared, in those newly returned, yet to fully adapt eyes, there appeared an unprecedented shadow and a fierce cold light.

From beginning to end, Zheng Chu never regarded him as significant, treating him as a pawn to be manipulated at will.

"Zheng Chu... you have insulted me too much!"