Chapter 848 - 262: Constructing a Civil Engineering Sea of Consciousness, When the Legalist Daoist Master Goes to Prison

The Old World that also survived by relying on Disaster Beasts—the Catastrophe People Realm was even just a World Bubble, not truly part of the real Old World.

Yet it received better treatment than the Black Mountain Realm.

Why?

This question lingered in her mind and refused to dissipate, so she decided to ask Mister directly.

For things she did not know, she only had to ask Mister.

Even if it meant death.

"I’m in a good mood today."

The answers she received from Mister would never carry any warmth.

"Is it simply, just because of your interest?" Bai Hu lowered her eyelids and asked softly.

"Mm."

Yet for some reason, Bai Hu did not accept this answer.

Because Mister had always been indifferent, his responses could not be taken at face value.

So she had to speak the answer herself and seek Mister’s approval.

To find that answer which would allow her to feel at ease.

"It’s not like that, is it, Mister?"

For the first time, Bai Hu denied her own Mister.

She began to think seriously, to strain herself searching for clues, piecing all the logic together.

To find an answer that belonged to her.

"It’s only because the Black Mountain Realm didn’t appear before you."

Bai Hu said this, pressing a hand against her chest. "It’s because of luck, isn’t it."

"The Catastrophe People Realm was lucky and appeared before you; because you saw it and learned the role of the Disaster Beasts, you didn’t act."

"But if only a Disaster Beast alone had appeared before you, when you still didn’t know of the Catastrophe People Realm’s existence, you would still kill that Disaster Beast."

"Even if, because of that, the Catastrophe People Realm were annihilated, all the Magical Girls died, you would still not care—just like with the Black Mountain Realm, just like with that Great Ring Realm that was wiped out."

She heard what seemed like a laugh from Mister.

Or perhaps it was just an illusion; Mister couldn’t possibly smile at her.

Mister would smile at others, would be gentle to others.

For example, when talking to Miss Keke, Mister’s tone was not so icy.

But only toward her, he would never show any warmth; she knew she had no right to it.

"Learning to think is good, but it’s all wrong."

With that, Mister admitted one thing. "Though you did get one thing right—luck. The life and death of a Lower Cultivator can only be handed over to luck, praying that the layouts and malice of Upper Cultivators won’t ripple their way over."

"It’s not malice; annihilating Disaster Beasts is, in itself, a good intention. You have no reason to distinguish the meaning behind every single Disaster Beast." Bai Hu clutched her phone, speaking words she’d learned from online novels. "You’re not obligated to bear responsibility for some unseen Old World thousands of miles away; you didn’t even subjectively intend to destroy or ruin it..."

"Is that all your Dao Heart amounts to?"

However, Mister cut her off.

"Is that the extent of your hatred?"

"Don’t disappoint me too much, Bai Hu."

Bai Hu fell silent.

Because she could not avenge herself, was she to defend her enemy, dissolving the reasons for hatred and revenge?

The meaning in Mister’s words, Bai Hu naturally understood.

She didn’t know whether she truly thought that way, because Bai Hu knew she was, in fact, very cowardly.

Perhaps she really did harbor such thoughts; it wasn’t impossible.

But she pondered for a long time.

She felt that, more than anything, she simply wanted to understand Mister better.

Yet many things, in the end, she could not bring herself to say.

No reasons, no qualification, and no courage.

She only lowered her head, staring at the text on her phone.

She did not dare forget.

There were many things she did not dare forget.

"Mister, I just..."

She murmured softly, and then, amid the tremendous shaking of the World Bubble, her voice was drowned in noise.

Mister no longer looked at her.

When she was wrapped in intense light, she felt a great force hurling her out of the Catastrophe People Realm.

Then she fell somewhere.

Had she been... abandoned by Mister?

Struggling to get up, she found herself on a street, a street so quiet it was almost impossible to breathe.

She had probably fallen into some World Bubble...

She remembered the day Jade Fox Mother left.

There had hardly been anyone on the street then either.

"Wait for me at home like a good girl, Bai Hu."

Even in old age and frailty, her mother still acted according to the wish of a Magical Girl, forever leading the way ahead of her.

She never came back.

That street, afterward, never saw people again.

"Don’t... leave me behind..."

She muttered as she walked forward; on the silent street, there were only her footsteps.

"I was wrong, Mister."

"I’ll never... speak recklessly again."

"Forgive me, Mister."

"Please don’t, don’t throw me away, all alone..."

She learned to beg, learned to weep, learned to apologize, learned to be sad, learned to suffer.

If she could just learn all of these, then surely, surely she would no longer be thrown away...

Her steps grew faster and faster, until she broke into a run, searching for a human figure in this empty city.

Then the hurried footsteps suddenly came to an abrupt halt.

The faint echoes left behind rippled off into the distance.

Bai Hu, who had stopped suddenly, instinctively took a step back, then forced herself to stand still.

She only gazed quietly at the small figure before her.

The purple-haired girl tilted her head slightly; her indifferent purple eyes glanced at Bai Hu.

The tremendous pressure forced Bai Hu to lower her head involuntarily; she could barely remain standing!

Zi Yuan...