novelraw Chapter 46: The Fate of All Beings!
Chapter 46: The Fate of All Beings!
Aromu had never actually seen a Great Sorcery Master.
This realm was merely speculation and aspiration among successive generations of grand sorcerers.
Whether it truly existed remained uncertain.
However.
After faintly sensing Su Yuan's vast, ocean-like Mental Force.
Aromu instinctively believed that if a Great Sorcery Master truly existed.
They should be exactly like Su Yuan.
"Rest assured, as long as you follow my commands, you won't die."
Su Yuan spoke in a calm tone.
Among the numerous introductions about Aromu provided by the gray mirror.This grand sorcerer who had intimidated the Southern Ocean nations had one greatest weakness—his intense fear of death and strong desire to preserve his life.
If not for this desperate clinging to life, Aromu wouldn't have hidden in Magic City for thirty years, living as a street vendor.
Therefore.
To drive and control Aromu, there was no need for complicated methods like with Tang Zhien—simply controlling his life and death would suffice.
Of course, completely controlling the life and death of a grand sorcerer? Even a True Elixir Celestial couldn't accomplish that.
A True Elixir Celestial could kill Aromu, but they lacked the means to control his life and death.
The thread of Mental Force that Su Yuan had separated appeared simple.
But its profound mysteries and understanding of soul and mind far surpassed the cultivation world of Blue Star.
Hearing this, Aromu immediately looked as if he had lost both parents.
"Yes."
Aromu quickly adapted to his new identity, speaking respectfully to Su Yuan.
First, his life and death were indeed in Su Yuan's hands now, so he naturally had to express submission.
Second, in Aromu's eyes, Su Yuan was likely one of Xia Country's True Elixir Celestials, and submitting to such a powerful figure wasn't shameful.
In reality, Su Yuan wasn't a True Elixir Celestial.
But in certain aspects, even True Elixir Celestials couldn't compare to him.
"Sorcerer cultivation fundamentally focuses on the soul, yet relying solely on the soul is too fragile—the probability of breaking through to become a Great Sorcery Master is almost zero. To become a Great Sorcery Master, one must also cultivate the body......"
Su Yuan spoke slowly, explaining some flaws in the sorcerer cultivation system and methods for remediation.
This information naturally came from the gray mirror too—the sorcerer cultivation system was actually extremely primitive and backward, completely an unranked cultivation method in the cosmic context.
The greatest hidden danger of this cultivation method was the ten-year cycle of weakness.
Every grand sorcerer would fall into a half-day period of weakness every ten years.
During this weakness period, that grand sorcerer's soul and Mental Force would diminish to ordinary human levels.
Therefore, for grand sorcerers, their weakness period was absolute top secret—whoever knew about it would die.
The sorcerer cultivation system was harsh toward enemies and equally harsh toward oneself, with too many hidden dangers and weaknesses.
But Aromu had already progressed quite deeply along this cultivation path.
Su Yuan could help him switch cultivation methods midway, but it would be quite troublesome.
So he simply let Aromu continue cultivating along his current path.
"This is......"
When Aromu first started listening, his expression showed thoughtful consideration, but the more he listened, the deeper his understanding became, to the point where even the Mental Force deep in his consciousness sea began slowly transforming.
"So that's how it is! So that's how it is!"
"This is the true great sorcery art!"
Aromu felt as if enlightenment had dawned upon him, his soul and Mental Force aura growing significantly stronger.
"Thank you for transmitting the Dao, my lord."
Aromu bowed deeply to Su Yuan. Compared to his earlier obedience forced by the threat to his life, this bow came completely from the depths of his heart.
Without Su Yuan's guidance, he might never have achieved this understanding in his entire life.
"No problem."
Su Yuan said with a smile.
Since Aromu had completely submitted to him, Su Yuan didn't mind helping him improve his strength.
After all, if Aromu was too weak, he wouldn't be very useful to Su Yuan.
And helping Aromu improve his strength didn't require much from Su Yuan—just a few pointers would suffice.
"Next, what I want you to do is return to the Southern Ocean, and while you're at it, kill 'Kunlong'."
Su Yuan said.
Su Yuan had already said this once before.
But for Aromu, though the words were the same, his feelings about them now were completely different.
When Su Yuan first said these words, Aromu hadn't taken them seriously at all and hadn't planned to actually follow through.
But now, Aromu was considering the feasibility of this command.
First, returning to the Southern Ocean wasn't difficult—just seven or eight hours by plane from Magic City airport.
The key challenge was killing 'Kunlong'.
Aromu knew 'Kunlong' very well—they were actually martial brothers.
Thirty years ago, Kunlong's strength had already surpassed his by several levels, and now after thirty years, Kunlong would only be even stronger.
But Aromu wasn't completely without chances of victory.
After Su Yuan's guidance, Aromu's understanding of the essence of great sorcery art had achieved a breakthrough.
His current strength might still not match Kunlong's, but the gap shouldn't be too large—he had a fighting chance.
"Alright!"
Aromu said solemnly: "I will return to the Southern Ocean now and kill Kunlong."
He also wanted to kill this great enemy—he dreamed of it—but previously, suppressed by the Mental Cage, he had no chance of victory at all.
"Go now, take flight DF23......" Su Yuan said.
"Yes!" Aromu immediately stood up, left the shop, and headed to the airport as Su Yuan instructed.
Before leaving, Su Yuan took out a miniature earpiece and had Aromu wear it for communication between them.
Watching Aromu leave, Su Yuan also stood up and walked out of the shop.
The time was now approaching afternoon, and the food street was gradually getting more crowded, with nearby office workers and students beginning to gather here.
Su Yuan walked along the street filled with lively atmosphere, his gaze sweeping over passerby after passerby.
Simultaneously.
Deep in his consciousness sea, the gray mirror surface began rapidly churning with hazy images.
[Zhou Zhaoyi, 28 years old, unemployed, marries at 33, has a child at 34...... dies at 64......]
[Lu Qingqing, 22 years old,...... university senior student, currently interning at...... company, marries at 26...... dies at 73......]
[Sun Jianguo, 53 years old,...... roujiamo vendor, drowns after falling into river at 61......]
......
Every time he saw a person, Su Yuan would inquire about that person's life story, major future experiences, and age of death.
The gray mirror would quickly provide answers.
"These...... are the fates of all living beings......"
Su Yuan's expression remained calm. After becoming a Level 1 lifeform and storing the gray mirror in his consciousness sea, he could inquire anytime.
Every time Su Yuan saw a person, he would ask about their life story and specific time of death.
"It's like pre-written programs—what each person will experience and face in the future is already fixed, predestined......"
Su Yuan shook his head slightly, then his expression suddenly shifted: "But it's not completely unchangeable."
Su Yuan turned to look at a young woman not far away.
This woman had chubby cheeks, not exactly beautiful but extremely cute, currently hurrying along with small running steps as if she had something urgent.
Su Yuan walked up to her and said: "Excuse me, I lost my phone, could I borrow yours to make a call?"
The woman was momentarily stunned, hesitated for a moment, but still took out her phone and handed it to Su Yuan, saying: "Go ahead."
"Thank you." Su Yuan took the phone and randomly dialed a number.
He dialed halfway, then hung up, and dialed again.
This went on for a full five minutes.
The woman who lent her phone clearly had urgent matters, and being delayed like this made her eyes redden. She didn't dare rush Su Yuan but looked like she wanted to cry.
At this moment, Su Yuan finally returned the phone: "Sorry, I forgot the phone number......"
"It's fine, it's fine." The woman took back her phone and immediately hurried away with small running steps.
Su Yuan watched the woman's retreating back.
Deep in his consciousness sea, the gray mirror provided information about the woman.
Originally it was—
[Ruan Sisi, 20 years old,...... university sophomore, dies in car accident in two minutes......]
As Su Yuan intervened, the text provided by the gray mirror quickly became blurry, revealing new information.
[Ruan Sisi, 20 years old,...... university sophomore, graduates at 23, goes abroad at 25...... dies at 78......]
.......
"So it can be changed after all......" Su Yuan thought to himself.