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That night, Ouyang Zixin remained silent, completely enveloped in her own world, ignoring Yun Tianmo's intentions entirely.
The next day, Nangong Yao's National Decree was issued, reopening the competition!
In an instant, discussions erupted. Many felt that this was too frivolous; it was opened and closed on a whim, showing no seriousness at all.
However, these comments could only be whispered in private; no one dared to openly express dissatisfaction because this was a decision made by the Three Great Empires.
"King Mo..." Nameless hesitated as he looked at Yun Tianmo.
Yun Tianmo stood with his hands behind his back in the courtyard, gazing up at the blue sky, feeling quite troubled. When he heard Nameless's voice, he pretended not to hear.
Nameless floated a little closer and called out again.
"Speak your mind." Regarding Nameless, perhaps due to Ouyang Zixin's influence, Yun Tianmo was willing to show him a bit of patience.
But that patience was limited; if what he said was nonsense, then Yun Tianmo had no time to entertain it.
"There are some things that Nameless shouldn't meddle in, but seeing the master like this, Nameless really..." Nameless paused. Saying he felt heartache seemed wrong; expressing concern seemed insufficient. This confusion had surrounded him for quite some time.
Yun Tianmo still did not speak; he was waiting for Nameless to continue.
"King Mo, actually the master is also suffering inside. Some things are not that she doesn't want to tell you, but rather she doesn't even believe them herself." Nameless sighed lightly. It was clear that waiting for Yun Tianmo to ask further was impossible, so it was better to let him finish all at once.
Nameless recounted everything about Ouyang Zixin in the Millennium Ruins, even mentioning the existence of another "her."
"Unfortunately, Nameless could not participate in their communication, and what is known is limited." Nameless looked hopefully at Yun Tianmo, hoping that he could help Ouyang Zixin regain her spirits. Currently, Ouyang Zixin was like a marionette with its strings cut, and even Nameless could not enter her world.
After listening to Nameless's words, Yun Tianmo remained in a daze for a long time; everything was too shocking, even more so than what the national master had personally conveyed yesterday.
So, unbeknownst to him, Ouyang Zixin had silently endured so much?
The former "him" had frightened her to the point of closing herself off?
Since last night, Yun Tianmo had known that Ouyang Zixin had shut herself away. Until she figured things out, she would likely not open her heart to anyone.
"I understand now," Yun Tianmo said calmly.
"You understand? Just like that? Aren't you going to do something, King of Ink?" Nameless felt somewhat disappointed; Yun Tianmo's reaction was too indifferent.
Given how much trust the master placed in him, this was all he could muster? Did he… did he not believe at all?
"Don't jump to conclusions; I never said I didn't believe." Yun Tianmo turned around at the right moment, his penetrating gaze sweeping over Nameless, causing him to shudder.
"Take good care of her."
With that, Yun Tianmo walked out.
Now, although many things were still shrouded in mist, at least he had some clues. If everything stemmed from issues left behind by A Thousand Years Ago, then he would start tracing back from now. As long as the so-called inheritance was severed, then no source would be formidable.
Once, he could rage and slaughter a city for her; now, he can just as easily destroy everything for him.
The intricate plans laid out over the years suddenly felt unimportant to Yun Tianmo. The only thing that mattered was protecting the person he loved.
"Have you thought this through?" Ning Zhiyuan looked at Yun Tianmo, who had just entered and demanded he remove his disguise, in shock. "If I reveal myself now, all your years of planning will be in vain."
Yun Tianying rushed over upon hearing the news, his voice arriving before his presence. "Mo, are you crazy?"
Seeing the frantic Yun Tianying, Ning Zhiyuan shrugged, indicating that he too was puzzled by Yun Tianmo's sudden change.
"Did that so-called national master say something to you yesterday?" Yun Tianying was aware of this matter but only knew about the national master's visit; he was unaware of anything else.
Ning Zhiyuan frowned at this. He had never met that national master. Could there really be someone besides Ouyang Zixin who could influence Yun Tianmo's decisions?
"I'm not crazy," Yun Tianmo replied firmly.
Why had everything changed overnight?
Yun Tianying and Ning Zhiyuan exchanged glances, unsure of where to start questioning and knowing it was impossible to persuade Yun Tianmo.
"Are you really going to let go of years of vengeance just like that?" Yun Tianying clenched his fists. Ever since the poison in his body had been cleared, he had longed day and night for the chance to take revenge on his enemies. Now that the opportunity seemed ripe, Yun Tianmo suddenly declared he wanted to give up. How could he accept that?
Similarly, Ning Zhiyuan had existed all these years for Yun Tianmo's plan and was a crucial piece in the game. He had always known this and didn't mind being used as a pawn. But now, with Yun Tianmo, the player, suddenly deciding he no longer needed him as a pawn at this moment, did that mean he would become a discarded piece?
Yun Tianmo looked at the slightly angry Yun Tianying and the wryly smiling Ning Zhiyuan, realizing they misunderstood his intentions. Yet, he still did not wish to explain.
He was not going to give up on revenge; in fact, one could say that his plans laid out over the years were no longer sufficient for him. This game was not big enough.
For Ouyang Zixin, he needed to make this game larger!
"I no longer care about the divisions and reunions of the Yuhai Continent. I want all those who have ever harmed her to pay a price a thousand or even a million times greater." After Yun Tianmo left this statement, he vanished from the spot, moving so swiftly that even the two who had fought alongside him for years were astonished.
Unexpectedly, Yun Tianmo's cultivation had reached such a level.
Ning Zhiyuan raised his hand to wipe his face, revealing his true appearance. He looked at the thin dough in his hand with a wry smile and said, "I never expected that the skills I honed over the years would be useless now."
Yun Tianying gazed outside, lost in thought. After all, he was Yun Tianmo's sibling, and he suddenly felt that his brother seemed not to have given up but rather had a larger scheme in mind. But would someone like him really change his decision at the last moment? It was known that everything had been arranged for nearly ten years...
"Have you thought of something?" Ning Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow.
Yun Tianying turned back to look at Ning Zhiyuan and saw understanding in his eyes.
Was it really so?
Sigh—
Yun Tianying suddenly felt a sense of "my younger brother is growing up." As an inept older brother, it would be better not to make random guesses. As for what to do next, it was best to wait for Yun Tianmo's arrangements. (To be continued.)
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