My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

Chapter 611 597: Little Schemes

Fu Qingjun intentionally left behind this method back then, naturally to prepare for the possible appearance of his true self, and the origins of his actual identity.To fabricate a brand new identity, hiding his true origin.

At this moment, Little Horn could no longer hold back his split consciousness and jumped out from Grand Ancestor Qianxiu, saying, "Brother Fu, is it really you?"

"Sit."

Fu Qingjun stretched out his hand, looking at Little Horn who could never contain his impulsiveness, and said, "I'm sure you have many, many questions. I will answer as much as I know. So, what do you want to ask?"

Little Horn's personality has always been very straightforward and direct, "Did we know each other in past lives?"

"Yes." Fu Qingjun nodded.

Little Horn was somewhat happy; it felt like destiny to us. He asked again, "In our past lives, I was the Immortal Venerable, who were you? You sat with me drinking tea, you seemed very powerful."

Fu Qingjun said simply and candidly, "I was your previous Celestial Venerable Emperor."

Little Horn was stunned,

I was the Immortal Venerable, universally acknowledged in cosmic history as the first Celestial Venerable Emperor, who founded the first dynasty in the cosmos, Immortal. How could there be an even older previous Celestial Venerable Dynasty before me?

However, she quickly thought about the following rule update in her memory:

Creation,

Immortal,

Primordial Longevity,

Oath,

Since she was Immortal, then before was the Creation Dynasty, but the Creation Dynasty, wasn't there none?

The Creation rule was understood as it became updated with the birth of the universe!

She thought secretly with the memories given by Fu Qingjun,

So, she asked, "Are you the Lord of Creation?"

"I know what you're thinking."

Fu Qingjun replied, "The Creation Dynasty both existed and didn't exist... It actually only existed for a few years, during the years when the universe was born and nurtured, and then it perished, replaced by new rule updates."

"And those years, for the entire span of over thirty Cosmic Eras' history, are equivalent to 0.0000...01 second, saying it didn't exist is also reasonable."

Fu Qingjun poured him a cup of tea, saying, "Just like now, at the moment my Creation rule began the universe, within a few years, it was directly outdated by the era, a new Celestial Venerable Emperor emerged. I peacefully abdicated back then, ceded the position to you, retired behind the scenes. We are still good friends."

"Mm, Little Horn firmly believes, we have always been good friends!" Little Horn nodded vigorously, "Both in our past lives and the present."

"Yes, we have always been good friends."

Fu Qingjun smiled contentedly. The solemn "historical truth" carried no sense of seriousness as if he were casually playing a role-playing game at mealtime in the canteen with Little Horn.

"So now, we've reincarnated?"

Suddenly, Little Horn thought of something,

"I understand! So, you are just like me—split into two, an older you orchestrating from the shadows, that is Qing Jun, Imperial Tutor, a younger you, Brother Fu, hiding with me in Miao Chun Hall!"

Fu Qingjun smiled.

"Were the three cosmic prophecies passed down by you as well?" Little Horn asked curiously.

"It was both you and me who passed them down." Fu Qingjun replied earnestly.

In certain aspects, in certain meanings, that's the truth!

It was us who spread the three prophecies!

Originally, when I had just traversed to this parallel world of WWII Earth, I hid the body under the bed. If it weren't for you buying me a table, getting me sunflowers, I wouldn't have studied hair, where did the flowerpot of the Golden Tower Dynasty on the table come from, where did the three prophecies come from?

It was us who concocted it all!

The whole universe bears the burden of the three prophecies, all the descendants of Earth's people, you, this bouncing Little Horn, are complicit!

"So that's how it was, our premonitions." Little Horn grasped, "But why don't I remember it? I only have some scattered memories left."

"I am the same."

Fu Qingjun said, "My memories are equally fragmented, after over thirty eras, time and time again embedding the True Spirit into one cosmic membrane after another, smuggling into today, our memories are constantly wearing down. What I actually remember is not more than you, just remembering the three prophecies were set by us, but I don't recall the specifics anymore."

"And right now, I only woke up a little earlier than you, the stone tablets of the three prophecies have existed long ago." Fu Qingjun said, "Just vaguely feeling they were left by the two of us."

Little Horn nodded, it seems even Brother Fu remembers little,

"Then Brother Fu in Miao Chun Hall has already forgotten the memories of the past life, what shall we do?" Little Horn regarded himself as the embodiment of ten thousand whys.

"When you return, he'll soon awaken as well." Fu Qingjun explained, "It's just that his memory isn't much, it's equivalent to not having existed, all are scattered fragments."

"Well, it doesn't matter, Little Horn also doesn't get it, feels like watching a ten-minute short movie, still super fragmented, no immersion feeling at all." Little Horn said, "It's enough that we are still good friends in past lives... Remembering some fragment memories is also quite happy, we're no longer who we used to be!"

Fu Qingjun listened, thinking Little Horn could actually say such philosophical words.

At this time, a clumsy young Immortal Ancestor said, "So why are we different, the young you from Miao Chun Hall remembers some things, while the young me now doesn't?"

Fu Qingjun rolled his eyes.

I'm chatting with my Little Horn, what are you butting in for, this proxy of the Immortal Venerable?

You've been killed, reincarnated completely, it'd be a wonder if you remembered anything.

"You don't remember, just don't remember. Being ambushed by tomb raiders and then escaping, losing memories, it's a cliché plot in dramas." Little Horn confidently patted him on the shoulder.

The Immortal Ancestor was speechless, feeling wronged, don't rely on being my older self to act elder-like.

"Then, Little Horn and Brother Fu here are really impressive." Little Horn suddenly grew proud, "We are the two most ancient Grand Ancestors in the cosmos, respectively Lord of Creation and Immortal Venerable! Out of four positions, we occupy half."

"We are impressive indeed." Fu Qingjun successfully brought himself into the role; he was the ancient Lord of Creation who began the creation of heaven and earth, not the emergent Lord of Creation now.

What is the purpose of doing this?

The purpose is actually quite obvious!

No one would know, Fu Qingjun is someone who only decayed in the present era, a newly born young man. People wouldn't know Fu Qingjun was so indulgent, secretly did many heaven-defying actions, the entire historical river was blindly altered by him into one ancestral dynasty of Earth people.

Doing this would get him criticized,

After all, adaptation isn't making things up, storytelling is not speaking nonsense,

How can history be randomly altered?

Once the deeds he committed are revealed with his identity, he would get denounced by the universe! Be publicly accused like the neighbor Old Wang, be paraded like the Green Tea Celestial Venerable.

But what if I bring my era forward?

If I were the initial birth of the universe, what would it be?

It would be perfectly reasonable, the whole cosmic river is subsequent generations; this isn't random alteration, it's 'actuality,' it's aligned with the timeline,

I am the most ancient ancestor, my status and integrity instantly cleared, boldly became the ancestor of countless civilizations, allowing 'heritage' to also be put on the agenda.