This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 966 - 476: Xuanqing's Past Life

The Space-Time River flows quietly.

Here, there is no day or night, no seasons, only the eternally unchanging silver waves formed by fragments of endless time.

Every wave could signify the birth of a world.

Every tide could mark the end of an Epoch.

Amidst this ancient, unchanging expanse of silver, a leaf-black skiff gently sways with the waves.

It seems to be the only dark color in this bright sea, both solitary and perfectly harmonious.

Three slender yet sturdy fishing rods are lined up at the bow, their lines dipping into the unfathomable Sea of Time.

A furry little squirrel sits between two figures, one in black and one in white.

Its posture is incredibly focused, with eyes as clear as amber, fixed unblinkingly on its own fishhook, fearing to miss the slightest movement.

"Heavenly Venerate."

The little squirrel's mouth wasn't idle, as it kept its eyes on the hook and casually asked.

"How come you have time to wander around the Space-Time River?"

The black-clad figure beside it sat quietly, with an aura as steady as a mountain and as unfathomable as the abyss.

Upon hearing its question, the black figure slowly opened his mouth, his voice low and magnetic.

"I detected some unusual fluctuations, so I came to take a look."

"Are there anomalies?"

The little squirrel gripped its small fishing rod, coming to attention slightly.

It peered around the vast and boundless Space-Time River, trying to find the anomaly the Heavenly Venerate mentioned.

"Strange, how come I didn't find anything?"

"There are anomalies."

The figure in the pure white Divine Robe spoke softly, with a gentle smile.

His eyes, seemingly containing the mysteries of the entire space-time, looked at the little squirrel.

"Didn't you receive a summon from the Balance Demon God before?"

"The anomalous fluctuations in the Space-Time River come from him."

"Balance?"

Hearing this name, the little squirrel's amber eyes suddenly widened.

It instinctively pulled a plump pine cone from its fluffy, colorful tail and began munching on it with a "crack."

"My goodness, that old guy, what earth-shattering move does he intend this time?"

Its tone was full of vigilance and a trace of excitement.

"Indeed."

The white-clad Ferryman gently nodded, confirming its guess.

"But, no need to worry; everything is still under control."

His tone was calm and confident, as if all tempests were merely ripples in a pond to him.

"We've actually been observing all their actions in secret."

"Oh, you're observing, then it's no problem."

The little squirrel heaved a long sigh of relief upon hearing this, its entire body relaxing.

It took out an even larger pine cone from its tail and continued to watch its fishing rod with relish while munching happily.

"Ferryman, I've made it clear."

The little squirrel said unclearly as it chewed on the pine cone.

"I'm just an intern Ferryman on this Space-Time River for now."

"I haven't become official yet, and I can't shoulder the burden of suppressing Infinite Time and Space."

It pointed with its rod at the distant surging waves of time, emphasizing seriously:

"In the days to come, no matter how big a commotion those Demon Gods cause, you mustn't let me take the blame alone."

"Otherwise, I'm quitting!"

The white-clad Ferryman, upon hearing these words, turned to look at this seemingly timid yet exceedingly shrewd little squirrel with a hint of amusement on his face.

He slowly asked:

"As one of the former three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, be it the cunning Hong Jun, the carefree Yang Mei, or the flame-wreathed Luo Hou."

"Or even those fallen Demons of Destruction, Order, Reincarnation, and those still wandering the Ten Thousand Worlds."

"Each of them is a master of causing trouble, fearing nothing but chaos."

"How is it that you, of all, are content to lie flat and become so unambitious?"

The Ferryman's tone carried a hint of gentle persuasion.

"Know this: without a courageous heart ready to face every difficulty, you can never become a qualified Space-Time Ferryman."

"You must understand, our sacred duty is to suppress this Space-Time River, guarding the peace of the Wuliang Worlds; retreating in the face of adversity won't do."

"I don't care, I don't care."

The little squirrel vigorously shook its head, its furry ears flipping back and forth, firmly refusing to be swayed.

"What's so good about causing trouble?"

It retorted self-righteously.

"The masters are in the Yang Realm, the failures in the Underworld."

"Of those Divine figures you mentioned, which one hasn't died once in this Epoch or completely turned into nourishment for the Primordial True Realm?"

"Besides, I am now just a simple, kind-hearted little squirrel who enjoys peacefully fishing on the Space-Time River."

It puffed up its small chest and said the most cowardly words in a tone brimming with confidence.

"If the fish don't attack me, I won't attack the fish; if the fish attack me, I absolutely won't give them the chance to attack me!"

Anyway, I, this squirrel here, absolutely, absolutely won't take the blame!

Beside them, Xuanqing in black attire could not help but shake his head and laugh at this exchange between the man and the squirrel.