The Hero of a Cool Novel? I, the Villain, Will Kill You!

231: Final ChapterBecause what this memory revealed was far more than just the grudges of his previous life.

It encompassed an even more ancient and grander Origin.

Wang Qing remembered.

He was originally the consciousness of ”Nothingness” itself.

This White Space was the warehouse where he had buried all his memories of Reincarnation.

In an immeasurably distant past, having just birthed consciousness, he fell into an endless cycle of creating and destroying worlds.

To stop him, Zhuge Yuanxi, one of the Primordial consciousnesses, descended from the Primordial Space and waged war against him.

Every time, he ended in defeat.

After repeated defeats, he created the ”Twin Passage” and made it a habit to seal his memories in this White Space before every Reincarnation.

Until one lifetime, when he felt unprecedented fatigue and no longer wished to fight Zhuge Yuanxi.

He gathered the Yin and Yang Qi from the River of Time, refined the ”yin-yang twin jade” within the Twin Passage, and carved out the mysterious ”River of the Other Shore”.

Afterward, he wanted to use the power of the yin-yang twin jade to transform the Land of the Other Shore, attempting to nurture a power that transcended the level of ”Dao Exhaustion” there.

Meanwhile, to end his cyclical destruction and creation, Zhuge Yuanxi used the power of the Primordial to construct the Hongmeng Sea, deriving billions of worlds as a counterbalance.

Upon learning of this, he went to war with Zhuge Yuanxi again, still suffered defeat, and began a long period of dormant Reincarnation within the Twin Passage.

This was precisely why Zhuge Yuanxi had spent a long period searching the Multiverse without finding any trace of him.

Since then, to achieve the power of ”nurturing that which transcends Dao Exhaustion,” Wang Qing kept repeating his Reincarnation.

But in every Reincarnation, he had no parental ties.

As for why he, being the consciousness of Nothingness himself, insisted on constantly reincarnating to create power that transcended Dao Exhaustion...

It was all because the brand-new power that came after transcending Dao Exhaustion might be stronger than the two supreme Origins (Primordial, Nothingness).

Unfortunately, his philosophy was wrong; if there were a power in the world stronger than the Primordial and Nothingness...

Zhuge Yuanxi would have long since tried to create power that transcended Dao Exhaustion, and would not have had the time to fight him for endless years.

Time flowed, arriving at Wang Qing’s previous life.

He accidentally reincarnated into an ordinary Mortal world.

The jade pendant he ”picked up” was actually an arrangement he had buried long ago.

He just hadn’t expected that the power within the yin-yang twin jade would autonomously fuse and fight again, accidentally destroying his family and home in that lifetime.

After his home was destroyed, the power of the Nothingness Origin in his body automatically erupted, suppressing the twin jade, but he also suffered a backlash, and his memories fell into Chaos.

From then on, he became paranoid and convinced that the true culprit behind his parents’ murder was some ”mysterious protagonist” and ”villain.”

He thus embarked on an extreme path, killing so-called protagonists and villains everywhere, seeking revenge against the entire Multiverse.

His reappearance caught Zhuge Yuanxi’s attention, and thus, the ”War of Nine Burials to the Other Shore” broke out.

Relying on the yin-yang twin jade and the power accumulated over countless lifetimes, Wang Qing’s strength was now on par with Zhuge Yuanxi’s.

The two fought fiercely for endless years, and in the end, Zhuge Yuanxi narrowly won.

But during this long struggle, Zhuge Yuanxi discovered she could no longer bring herself to kill Wang Qing.

Just as she intended to stop the war and negotiate peace, the power of Nothingness within Wang Qing suddenly went out of control, simultaneously triggering her own Primordial power to spiral out of control.

Once the two supreme powers collided and spiraled out of control, it would surely lead to the end and restart of everything.

At the critical moment, Shangguan Yurou appeared in the form of the Other Shore Nether Dragon, intervening to quell this world-ending crisis caused by the two of them losing control of their powers.

Afterward, Zhuge Yuanxi still wanted to teach the unconscious Wang Qing a lesson, but was stopped by Shangguan Yurou; the two parted on bad terms.

Shangguan Yurou took Wang Qing away. Under her protection, Wang Qing dispersed his cultivation within the body of the Nether Dragon and decided to reincarnate and recultivate.

Shangguan Yurou respected his choice, and after he dissipated into points of light, she guided his True Body to reincarnate into the Taboo Wang Family of the Hongmeng Sea.

It was precisely because of the Chaos in his memories from his previous life that he had always mistakenly believed the Land of the Other Shore was created by him in his ”previous life,” rather than transformed during an even earlier Reincarnation.

The massive torrent of memories slowly fused, and a rare bitter smile appeared on Wang Qing’s face.

So the Origin of all events was actually his own instinctive ”repeated creation” and ”destruction.”

All the magnificent battles, the grudges entangled for eternity, and the deep-seated obsessions, when traced to their roots, all began here.

Now that the truth had come to light, it was almost laughable.

Fortunately, everything had settled.

His mental knots were gone, and there was no more confusion.

”This is the place where memories are buried, so there is no need to go deeper.”

Wang Qing murmured softly; he had remembered everything.

He did not go deeper, shook his head, turned around, and left the White Space, returning to the Twin Passage.

The passage was exceptionally quiet; he watched the White Space silently for a long while before heading to the Hongmeng Sea.

There were only two and a half months left until the wedding prepared by Situ Linghuang and his many other beauties would begin; as the groom, he could not be absent.

Time slipped away in the blink of an eye...

Two months later.

Hongmeng Sea, Island of the Other Shore and Hongmeng Island.

As the date of Wang Qing’s grand wedding drew near, these two islands, symbolizing supreme authority and Origin, welcomed an unprecedented grand occasion.

The once quiet and peaceful Primal Divine Court and Hongmeng Divine Kingdom were now gathered with ten thousand spirits, shining with brilliant light.

Not only did those ancient beings within the Hongmeng Sea, who had long lived in seclusion and existed only in legends, manifest their True Bodies and arrive with heavy gifts;

Even in the River of Time, which traversed eternity and remained aloof from the world, ripples stirred.

Ancient figures with vicissitudes of aura and blurry silhouettes stepped on the waves and arrived to offer their blessings.

In the Multiverse, almost no prominent tycoons or Dominators were absent.

Before this wedding had even begun, its scale and influence already surpassed all history, becoming the footnote of an era.

The groom was Wang Qing, who held the titles of Lord of the Other Shore and Primal Divine Lord, standing at the pinnacle of billions of living beings.

And the lineup of brides was even more shocking:

Shen Shiyao, Mu Bingxuan, Xuan Yuan Shuangyin, Shui Xi, Situ Linghuang, Yao Ji, Yun Fu, Ye Xuanling, Mu Yuerou, Shangguan Yurou, Zhuge Yuanxi...

Each one was a peerless beauty famous in the Hongmeng Sea, making the sun and moon lose their luster, possessing countless admirers and legends.

Such a grand event naturally brought joy to some and sorrow to others.

Those who were joyful offered heartfelt blessings because Wang Qing and the ladies had finally reached Perfection, bringing a warm conclusion to this entanglement that spanned endless Reincarnations;

They were also unable to contain their excitement at being able to witness this unprecedented event and see history being made.

Those who were sorrowful were mostly beings who had once admired a certain bride or revered her as an inviolable moon in their hearts, inevitably feeling endless bitterness and dejection.

In the corners of the square and at the edge of the cloud sea, many prominent young talents and successors of ancient traditions looked at those beautiful figures with complex expressions, some lowering their heads to drink in silence, others gazing from afar and sighing.

However, this ”sorrow” was confined to the depths of their hearts; no one dared to express even a shred of dissatisfaction.

The reason was simple: now, in the Above the Nine Heavens and the Land of the Other Shore, Wang Qing’s will was the will of Heaven.

He himself was synonymous with invincibility, and behind him stood the entire Other Shore and the supreme forces of the Hongmeng Sea that had already submitted to him.

At this moment, any inappropriate emotion could lead to unimaginable consequences.

Therefore, all sighs and envy ultimately turned into enthusiastic applause and congratulations from the viewing seats, merging into that vast torrent of celebration.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye amidst preparations and anticipation.

The auspicious time had arrived!

The scene of the wedding was extremely magnificent and as romantic as poetry.

The two immortal islands were connected by supreme magical power, paving a vast starlight avenue.

On both sides of the avenue, Chaos green lotuses swayed and shone, and the phantom of the River of Time flowed, sprinkling specks of eternal light.

Phantoms of Dragons and Phoenixes intertwined and circled, singing clearly and loudly, playing the music of harmony between heaven and earth.

Wang Qing, dressed in ceremonial robes, stood with his hands behind his back at the edge of the Other Shore, the Dao rhythm flowing naturally around him, his calm gaze containing the gentleness and certainty after experiencing eternity.

At the other end, the eleven brides approached slowly, surrounded by auspicious clouds of the heavens and immortal maidens.

They wore wedding dresses that were unique yet equally magnificent, some as cold as the moon, some as charming as flowers, some dignified and elegant, others lively and dancing.

Although their faces were not yet visible beneath the bridal veils, their peerless grace had already made all things in heaven and earth lose their luster.

With every step taken, golden lotuses emerged, and the sound of the Dao followed.

When Wang Qing took their hands one by one, completing the ancient and solemn ceremony under the gaze and blessings of billions of living beings, the entire Hongmeng Sea was shrouded in the Dao rhythm of happiness and peace.

The moment the ceremony was completed, ten thousand rays of rosy light soared into the sky, and endless auspicious signs manifested throughout the universe, as if the Origin power of the entire Hongmeng Sea was celebrating this union.

After the ceremony, the grand banquet began.

Precious nectar flowed like springs, and divine fruits and rare treasures were piled like mountains; guests and hosts enjoyed themselves to the fullest.

Laughter and cheers, the clinking of cups, intertwined into an eternal and unforgettable picture.

Countless spectators watched the newlyweds and the surrounding family, with only pure shock and envy remaining in their eyes.

This wedding, which gathered legend, power, and peerless grace, was destined to become a myth that flowed in time and memory, never fading.

After the wedding.

Wang Qing handed over the Land of the Other Shore to Meng Yuan to manage, and the Hongmeng Sea to Wang Zhennan and Situ Feiya to take care of.

As for him, he had long since left the Hongmeng Sea with his many beauties, heading to an unknown destination.

Until a certain period of time...

Stars shifted, and in the downstream of the River of Time, a different kind of ripple emerged.

Below the Nine Heavens, Immortal Realm, Primordial Beginning Immortal Domain.

A few visitors traveling down from Above the Nine Heavens happened to pass by and suddenly felt that the direction of Penglai Immortal Island had an extraordinary aura, with a faint sense of familiarity.

They were surprised and used their Divine Thought to look from afar.

In a fleeting glance, they saw that on the immortal island, spiritual springs were gurgling and immortal flowers were blooming.

That figure who had once stood at the Peak of eternity and made the Multiverse bow had shed all dignity and halos.

Wearing only an ordinary green shirt, he held a pink and jade-carved little girl with twin ponytails in his arms, his eyes and brows full of gentle smiles.

Beside him were those peerless women who had once stunned the eternal eras and were famous in the Hongmeng Sea.

Now they had also washed away their worldly vanity, like Mortal couples, either sipping tea and playing chess, or laughing and smiling, forming a picture so peaceful it was almost unreal.

The visitors from the Nine Heavens looked at each other in astonishment, never expecting that after that world-shaking wedding.

This existence would choose to live in seclusion on this immortal island Below the Nine Heavens, living such... a plain life.

Wang Qing on the island had long since sensed those few strands of prying Divine Thought, but he only remotely sent a gentle yet unquestionable mental thought, gently brushing away the curious visitors without further explanation.

At this moment, in his eyes, there was only the scenery here and his family.

”Daddy... Daddy!”

The crisp and childish voice pulled back his thoughts; the little girl in his arms tugged at his clothes, her big, dark eyes full of expectation and mischief:

”You said you would accompany Yinyin to (prank) the Luck protagonist; you mustn’t break your promise!”

Wang Qing smiled, gently pinched the tip of his daughter Wang Yinyin’s nose, his eyes filled with doting affection as pure as it was at the beginning after experiencing endless storms.

He stood up holding his daughter, smiled warmly, and waved toward the pavilion:

”My ladies, your husband is taking Yinyin out to (play in the world) for a while.”

”For dinner, please prepare the few dishes your husband loves most.”

As his voice fell, he held his giggling daughter, stepped out of the immortal island in one stride, and walked away leisurely on the waves.

Between the sea and the sky, only the gradually diminishing figures of the father and daughter remained, along with the seemingly eternal, peaceful, and happy smiles.

The End.

(PS: Many side plots were abandoned; the main plot is roughly finished, and I don’t want to drag it out. The new book might be an urban genre; those interested can keep an eye out for it.)