Chương 75: The Truth World
Feasting on Immortals【Dark Xianxia】 · xianwu · 86 chương · ~13 phút đọc · Tạo 19/08/2026
Excellent. The truth was clear. Now it was the victim's turn to speak. Let us focus our attention on the Great Cult Master Su. His face was pale. The moment Hu Tong tore off all his disguises, that handsome, charming face turned white. He felt he should be angry. But for some reason, he felt no anger at all. His hands trembled slightly. It was not from anger, but from another strange emotion. An emotion I cannot quite describe. It contained too much: tension, excitement, confusion, fear, worry, and...
"Excitement"? Let me ask again. Are you sure it is "excitement"? No, no, no. I am a victim. I should be angry. Hu Tong, that bastard, he deceived me. He took my Han'er from me. And in the end, he brutally killed her! Yes. That beast killed Han'er! But why am I excited? Why? Why? Why! I even lost that thing because of this. I lost the hopes Han'er's father had placed in me. My future became bleak. I should be angry. Su Mu! Where is your anger? Let it burn! No! I feel no anger at all. I just want to laugh. Why? Why?
Why? I should cry. Yes. I should cry. My brother of over a decade stabbed me in the back. I treated him like a brother, and he raped the woman I loved most. And then he had the audacity to blame me! How could anyone be so shameless! Cry, Su Mu. This is not weakness. These are tears of love. Even the strongest man can cry dry for his beloved. Why won't I cry? Why? Why? Why! Was my love for Han'er all fake? Was I also a shameless liar? Was everything I did just a disguise, a way to climb the ladder like a maggot?
Was it? Was it? No! No! No!
"Hahahaha..." I laughed. Finally, I laughed. I could not help it. This was not joy born from sorrow. I felt no sadness. Only pure, unadulterated happiness. Why, you ask? Because... I had discovered the truth.
"The world is eternal." Those were my first words. Hahahaha... Hahahaha... Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation. Su Mu laughed. His followers laughed too. Because laughter was also a form of energy. Through the array beneath them, it spread to every person in Shuili City, connecting them to Su Mu, making them laugh the same joyous laugh. Su Mu said, "Energy can be transformed." They said, "Lord, our lord, you speak the truth." Haha. Do you hear it?
Do you hear it? That is the truth. Now let us apply it to a specific problem and reach a conclusion: Han'er was dead, but also not dead. Because her energy remained in this world. At this moment, she might have transformed into a Life Crystal, or a mouse, or a few earthworms, or a nest of maggots. And then I swallowed them. Hahaha. Yes. I could feel it. Han'er was inside me. Su Mu asked, "My followers, do you feel it?" They answered, "Yes, lord. We feel it. This is your love for us." Hahaha. Yes.
He had long since merged with Han'er and spread her to every follower's heart. This was great joy. Great love. Great fortune. So why should he cry? Hahaha. He should laugh! Hahahaha... Su Mu held his belly and laughed. Behind him, a towering image of himself appeared, his shoulders carrying an infinite world, radiating the boundless light of truth. He took the world from his shoulders, held it in his hands, and raised it to the sky.
Golden light illuminated the world, shining over all of Shuili City, over every soul. All pain, sorrow, and despair vanished, leaving only joy. Su Mu said, "Look, my followers. Do you see it? This is our Truth World. It is eternal. It is immortal. It is everywhere. Han'er still lives within it. Do you see it?" They answered, "Lord, our lord, you are our eyes. If you see it, we see it."
"No. Seeing alone is not enough. I must give this world my own rules." Su Mu straightened his robes, his expression solemn. He was a pope about to be crowned. He would crown himself, carve out a great path, and lead his followers to a glorious future. He said, "The world is conserved." At those words, the Truth World was no longer barren. A certain force stirred in the desert of nature. What was that force? Answer me!
"Lord, I am a farmer. I know. That is the mysterious power of nitrogen, phosphorus, and potassium!" Yes. Nitrogen, phosphorus, and potassium are the origin of all things. They had arrived. But it was not enough. Han'er, my Han'er. Grant me the water of life. Let the sun shine down. Let the endless sea evaporate into clouds. Fly, fly, fly over the desert of the Truth World. Let the rain fall! It is raining! It is raining! In the rain filled with love, spring has arrived. The Truth World burst into life.
But it was still not enough. There were no real living beings. He needed to give it more power. Come. Let us compose a poem. Do not underestimate the power of poetry. Its power is beyond your imagination. Come. Let us sing for the Truth World. Let it shake the heavens and the earth! Su Mu cleared his throat and recited with deep emotion:"Spring has come. I crawled off the heated bed, opened the door, and a bird said to me, spring has come. I laughed at the silly bird. It snowed last night.
How could spring come so soon? The bird said I did not understand. It had sharp eyes. It saw grass sprouting, buds growing, maggots waking from hibernation. Spring had come quietly. I said the bird was a liar. Snow covered the earth. How could it see the grass? Snow bent the trees. How could it see the buds? Snow froze the maggots to death. What hibernation? The bird said I did not understand. It had sharp ears. It heard Widow Wang next door shouting last night that spring had come.
She wanted a man to help her plow the fields. She thought I looked good, strong and capable. I said, yes, yes. Spring has come. I will go plow the fields. Look at how white the snow is on the ground. Haha. So white and tender. Truly beautiful. Truly beautiful." Do you hear it, my people, my followers? This poem is a gift to the Truth World, and to you. Is it vulgar? No. It is not vulgar at all. It was created by you, the lowest working people. It comes from your love of the land. Yes. Love of the land! Oh, earth.
My mother. My lover. You gave me life. I will give you life too. We will never be apart! My roots are deep in your body. You provide me with endless energy, helping me grow strong, helping me become a towering tree! I will love you forever. Even after a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, until I wither and die, I will not leave you. My body will be buried with you. According to the law of energy transformation, I become you. And you are also thousands and thousands of me!"

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