Chapter 706: Those That Are Eulogized...

Su Zhou stood behind the Artifice Sage, gazing at him.

‘Silent Lord.’

For a fleeting moment, Su Zhou caught a glimpse of something on the Artifice Sage: the light of the Great Being behind the Reincarnation World, a glow akin to the Silent Lord’s.

But he quickly realized that the Artifice Sage was the Artifice Sage, and the Silent Lord was the Silent Lord.

And in that very same instant, Su Zhou finally, completely understood the meaning of what Yara had said long ago: that the relationship between a Great Being and all its related existences was one of mutual independence.

He had always been puzzled. Why were Great Beings and their derivatives mutually independent, even though they were clearly connected? There were even frequent incidents of derivatives rebelling against their Great Being.

Now, Su Zhou understood. It was just as how different people in the world could come up with the same idea. Though their thoughts were aligned, they were still different individuals. They might think the exact same thing, but how to do it, how to carry it out—even if they made the exact same choices—these were all their own independent decisions. There was no subordinate relationship.

A Great Being, however, supports a line of logic itself. They don’t represent or symbolize it; they *sustain* it.

‘Yara said… Great Beings almost never interfere with any world.’

Muttering to himself, Su Zhou gazed at the Artifice Sage’s back. The man watched the Electronic Netherworld with an expression of nothing but love and expectation. Su Zhou sighed. ‘Its existence is only to prove that this line of thinking can succeed—that it is supported by a Great Being and has been put into practice.’

—Whether it was being a contrarian, nitpicking at every little thing, making the world chaotic, lively, and unique.

—Whether it was creating Reincarnation, hoping someone could transcend it, overcome death and all else, and achieve true Immortality.

—Whether it was enjoying a tranquil life like a plant, serving as the Source of the Great Dao from which all things drew their existence.

—Or even whether it was slaughter, the destruction of worlds, rendering everything meaningless as the end inevitably arrives.

All these desires, all these ways of thinking—the existence of these Great Beings proved that to act this way, to think this way, was ‘correct.’

Regardless of whether other forms of ‘correctness’ could be understood, each one was perfectly self-consistent, validated by its own set of principles, and had already succeeded.

‘Ah… I understand now, Yara.’

Closing his eyes, Su Zhou continued to transfer the souls of the many victims within him. He couldn’t help but smile. ‘Your war back then was really just a war between different forms of ‘correctness.”

“Hah.”

The Snake Spirit gave a short laugh. “I told you as much long ago, my dear Contractor. You should have known.”

‘Knowing isn’t the same as understanding. But now, I understand. I finally understand.’

As he thought this, Su Zhou opened his eyes. While he transferred the souls, his gaze grew brighter, more brilliant. A light flickered in the young man’s eyes—a light called ambition, or perhaps, ‘desire.’

“I will become the ‘correctness’ that people sing of… the being they tell stories about.”

He said this as he recalled his actions in one world after another. Su Zhou’s tone was unshakeably firm. “I have done so in the past, I am doing so now, and I will certainly do so in the future.”

In response, the small red snake coiled around the Wisdom Tree simply chuckled.

“Then I shall wait.”

The Snake Spirit also spoke, Its voice thick with anticipation. “For your future stories—the ones that will be sung throughout the ages.”