Su Ming'an looked at the two.

According to Pudding, Hui Bai and Hui Bei are siblings, but they are not very harmonious. One is idling in the Red Tower Kingdom, and the other is a doctoral advisor at Samant Terry University.

"Liujin, you go first." Hui Bei pointed at Hui Bai: "This person has superb acting skills and has read a lot of tea art novels. He must be trying to become a supporting role with a lot of screen time, hence why he deliberately flatters you."

Hui Bai smiled gently, as if he wouldn't get angry at all: "I thought big brother had improved over the years... turns out he's still not presentable, only able to speak slanderous words about others."

At this moment, the book page trembled, and another figure appeared on this page.

An arrival wearing a top hat, blonde hair swaying, blue eyes like the sea, holding a scepter. He came with a whistle: "Yo? This page is so lively?"

Hui Bei and Hui Bai glanced at this similarly looking person, showing a look of astonishment.

Su Ming'an picked up the dice: "You guys chat, I'll leave first."

Regardless of why these three blondes look so alike, whether it's face changing or The Original, it has nothing to do with his main quest. He needs to clear the Disciple Game, not have the time to deal with Sique's leftover debts.

"Leaving so soon? Didn't we meet with difficulty." The blond youth leaned on his cane, smiling: "I am Noel…"

"Little A Ba, I'll take my leave." Su Ming'an rolled the dice, leaving the three blondes to play among themselves.

"Eh? Was it so obvious? Clearly, I controlled the height and tone…" A somewhat regretful voice came from behind from Little A Ba.

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[The points are: 1.]

[Your pages: (Page 12)——(Page 13).]

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White light flashed, Su Ming'an stepped onto page 13, clutching the memory clip he just acquired.

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[You obtained the memory clip · "Sique's Million Paper Planes".]

[Excitement Level: C]

[Thrill Level: D]

[Depth: A-]

[Elements: Return of the Strong, Brainstorm, Time and Space, Intelligence On Board]

[Overall Score: 11]

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This is the 9th memory clip, but Su Ming'an hasn't placed it in the book for now. This segment of the plot isn't related to the previous ones; he can only wait for a suitable timing to insert it.

He supported himself with spatial concealment to reach page 13. Surprisingly, there were three people on this page.

A white-haired youth dressed in red clothing adorned with Manzusha Flowers, exposing his shoulders, is Bairan from the Death Alliance. A red-haired woman with a trailing gown, wearing a half-face mask, is Eva from the Anti-Destiny Alliance. Also present is a white-haired young man wearing a noble robe, with rubies embedded in a snow-white layered collar… it's Lv Shu.

Su Ming'an was surprised by Lv Shu's presence. Lv Shu's strength in this competition wasn't high, and his situation is extremely dangerous.

Looking at the current scenario… Lv Shu is facing danger.

Bairan and Eva joined forces to attack Lv Shu, seemingly intending to eliminate the competition. Su Ming'an was about to help, but saw Lv Shu move, a black blade slicing through a crescent glow —

"Swish!"

Bairan let out a miserable cry, a bone-deep wound appeared on his chest, and Lv Shu kicked him to the ground. Eva was shocked at this, ready to retreat, but Lv Shu flicked his wrist, and the black blade was thrown —

In an instant, the sharp blade pierced through her shoulder, blossoming into a vibrant red, pinning her fiercely to the ground, like a pinned butterfly specimen.

"Ah ah ah—!!" she screamed in agony, gasping on the ground, unable to break free.

Lv Shu landed on the ground, his right hand shook, and the black blade automatically withdrew from the ground and returned to his palm.

"Swish."

Blood splattered in a crescent arc, the blade's edge cold and bright, not tainted by any dirt.

In the next instant, the black blade held against Bairan's chin, Lv Shu's white hair fluttering, his gaze stern: "...Repeat what you just said."

Bairan coughed up blood, revealing a pleased expression, as if the pain gave him joy: "I say a lot of things, which sentence are you referring to?"

Lv Shu tilted his wrist, stabbing the blade into Eva's abdomen, causing her to scream in resistance, before turning his attention back to Bairan: "What did you just say about the [Demonization Crisis], what does it mean?"

Bairan spread his hands: "Young Master Lv really is unconcerned with worldly matters, knowing only that a world crisis is underway, yet unaware of the specific contents of the world crisis... it's precisely the [Demonization Crisis]."

Su Ming'an perked his ears, though surprised by Lv Shu's sudden increase in strength, the information at hand was more crucial. He's long been puzzled over what exactly is invading Luowasha from the Outer Realm civilization. Luowasha is already so strong, yet a civilization can invade Luowasha.

Bairan said: "The meaning of [Demonization Crisis] is that the Outer Realm civilization intends to awaken the underground Ancient God sleeping for millennia— [God of Doom, Kailinste] and Its angels [Twelve Mirror Dwellers], intending to stir chaos from the essence of the Gods of Luowasha."

Lv Shu raised an eyebrow, quickly understanding Bairan's words: "Are you saying… the Outer Realm civilization plans to use demonization to corrupt the divinity of Luowasha's Twenty-seven Gods, making them defect, driving all of Luowasha towards disintegration and chaos?"

Bairan said: "Not just that, your information is a bit behind… numerous demonization vanguard units have already infiltrated the lives in Luowasha. Once the Doom War begins, these lives will immediately defect and fight for the God of Doom."

Lv Shu asked: "Where does the demonization come from?"

"It doesn't need to originate." Bairan extended his blood-stained finger, laughing as he pointed at Lv Shu's chest:

"Everyone's demonization… is in their own heart."

"Even the most righteous person cannot have a heart devoid of desires and darkness. The Outer Realm civilization intends to use the demonization emanated by the God of Doom to awaken each person's inner darkness in dreams… it's as simple as that."

"The greatest enemy of people is not a particular adversary, but oneself."

Lv Shu calmly said: "No more than [invading others' spirit, awakening others' desires and darkness]. It's merely spiritual pollution, an unimpressive tactic."

Bairan laughed aloud, despite his wound bursting and blood flowing, his expression was still full of joy:

"—Is that so? Most indeed think this way, considering it a mere spiritual pollution."

"But my understanding is— it's a liberation."

"A… revelation of freedom and release from chains."

"Because, [ideal] is the most powerful shackle, Young Master Lv. Everyone for the sake of this layer of bright and great outer garment, forcibly eradicated their desires, seeing themselves as insignificant bricks paved on the ideal path… losing the meaning of the true self..."

"Only when everyone realizes their most primal desires and their innermost needs, will what dominates them no longer be the shackle called 'Ideal.'"

"'Ideal' is a poison and an inducement."

"It makes someone with endless potential willingly bind their own hands and feet.

"It makes an immortal die halfway for an illusory goal.

"It causes a flying bird, belonging to freedom and romance, to break its wings in the sky.

"It makes the wingless cut away their flesh,

"It makes the void pursue a drifting dream,

"It makes those full of expectations lose everything,

"It makes the pathwalker filled with regret."

"—The Deity of the End of All Things merely awakens the innermost thoughts buried within each person, allowing them to break free from the cover called 'Ideal' and bravely pursue what they truly desire."

"As for you, you have always acted towards a bright goal—but is this truly what you want most? I can hear the dark desires lingering in your heart... It belongs to the purest and most primal desires of humankind, not bright and noble, but this is your true self. Yet you forcibly concealed it, using 'Ideal' to blind your eyes, forcing yourself to walk towards the ideal broad path, at any cost, even sacrificing yourself..."

"However, this is incorrect. I can feel that you do not actually love the world."

"The Deity of the End of All Things awakens your demon nature, allowing you to understand... what you truly want. Enabling you to freely... break free from the shackles of 'Ideal' and chase your own freedom."

Lv Shu held the Black Blade, its blade edge not advancing an inch. After a moment, he laughed mockingly, with a murky turbidity accumulating in his eyes: "Ideal... is essentially a shackle and chain, you are not wrong."

Su Ming'an was surprised that Lv Shu would say such things.

"Your perception is extraordinary," Bairan praised.

"So, what is the Outer Civilization?" Lv Shu asked.

With so much said, it explained the 'Demonization Crisis' and the 'Deity of the End of All Things,' yet did not mention who the Outer Civilization is.

Bairan bent his brows and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with a smile, said:

"I don't know."

Lv Shu remained silent for a moment, his expression turning gloomy: "...Are you seeking death?"

Bairan smiled and said: "I only know that they aim to bring true freedom to Luowasha... no longer obsessed with the superficial greatness and righteousness, where everyone can pursue their most primal desire... the dream of superficial charm."

At this moment, Su Ming'an dropped the Spatial Concealment, appearing before the three.

"—Freedom is not unrestricted freedom."

Bairan's words were not without reason; indeed, many people were blinded by the term 'Ideal,' constrained by grand and righteous hollow calls. But if everyone lived for their selfish desires, the world would be a hundred times more terrifying.

"Olivius...?" Bairan stared at Su Ming'an, a look of disorientation on his face, reaching instinctively towards Su Ming'an: "Is it you... Olivius?"

"Whoosh!"

A hand fell to the ground, Bairan clutched the severed limb, his gaze still fixed on Su Ming'an.

Lv Shu sheathed his blade, the blade quivered, crescent-shaped blood stains scattered on the ground.

Su Ming'an knew Bairan was with the Death Alliance, whose greatest wish was to arrange a grand death for Sique, rather than being a normal person. He couldn't be bothered to respond, walking straight towards Lv Shu.

"Changed clothes?" Su Ming'an glanced at Lv Shu's noble attire.

Lv Shu nodded.

"It is you... Olivius." Eva scented Olivius's presence, her pupils slightly enlarged, showing a hint of greed: "The World Book is in your hands, isn't it!"

"What?" Su Ming'an hadn't heard the term before, he looked towards Lv Shu and Bairan.

"Legend has it, before disappearing, Sique used all his Spiritual Energy and Wisdom to create a treasure known as the 'World Book.' Whoever can possess the 'World Book' can touch upon the world's deepest secrets, understanding all of its truths." Lv Shu explained, "Additionally, several of Sique's recent draft pages have surfaced, fueling many leaders' scramble, as they are after Sique's renowned 'Twelve Stories.'"

"The 'Twelve Stories' are...?" Su Ming'an asked.

"Sique once penned twelve perfect stories. It is said each one, inspired by the Supreme Lord, unveils the world's past and future, possessing significant weight and meaning. Whoever can comprehend all the 'Twelve Stories' will obtain the 'World Book' and become the next power holder of the world." Lv Shu said.

Su Ming'an suddenly understood. The reason the Dragon Emperor and others were so eager to seize Olivius was likely not just because their feelings were deceived; it was also for the sake of benefit—they wanted to obtain the 'Twelve Stories,' thereby obtaining the 'World Book' and becoming the world ruler.

At the same time, the awakened 'Deity of the End of All Things, Kailinste,' was instigating the 'Demonization Crisis,' attempting to seduce the Twenty-seven Gods of Luowasha, enticing them into the embrace of demon nature and freedom, aiming to destroy Luowasha.

With all this in view, Sique Olivius's role clearly stands firm with the Righteous Faction; if Sique himself were present, all these challenges would be resolved easily, but the problem is—standing here is Su Ming'an.

And everyone... thinks that if they can get him, it equals acquiring everything.

Having sorted out the situation, Su Ming'an felt increasingly apprehensive, his enemies were too numerous, and it seemed the road of the Super Jellyfish Emperor was long.

If not for today's encounter with these individuals, much information would remain unknown.

"Olivius. Now that the Dragon Emperor and Elf King each hold one of the 'Twelve Stories,' you don't plan to release the remaining stories?" Eva called out: "The world crisis is imminent, your 'Twelve Stories' can help us understand world secrets, greatly boosting civilizational strength. Are you intending to hide them?"

"Release, I'll release today." Su Ming'an was not constrained by moral bindings.

After finishing this ordeal, he'd return and haphazardly write twelve stories, throwing them out for those to compete over. As for the significant gap between his and Sique's literary levels? It didn't matter, these people firmly believed he's Sique, even his trash would have people fervently chasing it.

Great artists, even spitting on paper, would have experts lavish praise, lauding it as a masterpiece.

"Nothing on my end, go ahead and read the story then." Lv Shu said.

Su Ming'an nodded and walked towards the page of the book, reaching out to touch it.

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[The title of the story you drew is —— "We Will Meet Again."]

[This story has a total of: 30 pages.]

[You are on page: 13.]

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He opened his eyes.

He was lying on a soft lawn, white daisies swaying in the wind, warm sunlight filtering into his eyes. His purple hair spread across the grass blades, like a flowing river of stars.

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