# 1869
Chapter 1869
Chapter 1862: A Long-Planned Meeting
Pain!
His muscles, bones, and meridions were being torn apart inch by inch, as if countless hands were frantically ripping his body apart.
Within the endless darkness, Lin Qiye's consciousness was completely consumed by the excruciating pain. His expression was contorted beyond recognition, as if he had emerged from hell itself.
At this moment, if someone could penetrate the black sun wrapping around Lin Qiye, they would see that his body had been completely split apart by light and darkness. Countless shards of light and shadow flowed within him, like two warring laws locked in battle, and at any moment, he could be torn apart by the aftershocks of their conflict.
As the two laws clashed more violently, Lin Qiye's vitality began to fade. The pain and struggle on his face gradually transformed into numbness, and his fading consciousness kept sinking...
Sinking...
A familiar sensation of weightlessness flooded Lin Qiye's heart.
As if sensing something, his eyelashes trembled rapidly, and then he abruptly opened his eyes!
Like someone waking from a nightmare, he raised his hands instinctively. Dense beads of sweat seeped from his forehead. When he saw the endless darkness surrounding him, he slowly sat up from the ground and exhaled slowly.
This place again.
His gaze swept across his surroundings as if searching for something. Indeed, a moment later, the figure of a little boy appeared, walking slowly from the distance, his feet stepping on light.
"Long time no see." Lin Qiye said.
"Long time?" The little boy shrugged. "Perhaps."
Lin Qiye stood up, his gaze fixed on the little boy before him as he slowly spoke:
"This time, you really should tell me something, right?"
"What?"
"Who are you? Why did you say earlier that the Causeless Cause and the Fruit of Determinism both belonged to me from the start? What is this place?"
Without waiting for the little boy to respond, Lin Qiye continued, "I know you're going to say I have too many questions. It doesn't matter. We'll go through them one by one this time, starting with who you are..."
The little boy: "..."
The little boy studied him. "Don't you want to know how to get back first?"
"No." Lin Qiye answered without hesitation. "I came here because the two laws are warring inside my body, pushing my body to the brink of death... Actually, returning is quite simple. As long as I pour all my divine power into the Mortal Divine Realm and create a 'miracle,' allowing the law of miracles to actively embrace the law of darkness, I can achieve coexistence of both laws.
Coexistence of multiple laws would be extremely difficult for other deities, but for 'miracles,' the more impossible something is, the more it can achieve."
The little boy was stunned for quite a while, as if realizing something:
"You've known from the beginning how to control two laws... Did you deliberately let them wage war inside your body so you could come here?"
Lin Qiye smiled without denying it.
"Meeting you isn't easy... of course I wouldn't miss this opportunity." Lin Qiye stared into his eyes.
"Now, can we continue? First question—who are you?"
Every time before when Lin Qiye came here and encountered the little boy, despite having countless questions, he would inexplicably be led by the nose by the other party. But this time was different. This was a meeting he had long planned, so naturally he would grasp the initiative from the very beginning.
The little boy sighed. "I've told you, I am Lin Qiye."
"You're Lin Qiye, then who am I?"
"That's a question you should ask yourself."
"Can we stop speaking in riddles? Wouldn't it be better if you just told me directly?"
The little boy's expression visibly grew serious. He gazed at Lin Qiye for a moment and said earnestly:
"I'm not joking with you. Only you know who you are... Even I cannot tell."
This question left Lin Qiye at a dead end, so he directly asked:
"The last time I came, you said that the Causeless Cause and the Fruit of Determinism both belonged to me from the start... Does this have something to do with my identity?"
The little boy considered this. "Yes."
"What connection?"
"Isn't that still the previous question?" The little boy sighed. "This question shouldn't be answered by me. If you really want to know part of the truth, you might as well ask your Second Covenant."
"Second Covenant?" Lin Qiye stood frozen.
"Didn't you prepare two additional covenants in advance during the Han Dynasty? The Second Covenant you established might give you the answers you seek."
"But the content of my Second Covenant is..." Lin Qiye stopped halfway through, as if realizing something. "My identity is related to them?"
The little boy neither confirmed nor denied.
"Then the next question—this place is..."
"You should go."
Before Lin Qiye could finish his question, the little boy cut him off.
"No, I'm not in a hurry to leave... Answer my third question first."
"If you stay any longer, not only will your life be in danger, but Nyx and the others will be in danger too."
Hearing the latter half of the sentence, Lin Qiye's gaze sharpened.
He didn't continue asking. Instead, he immediately channeled the divine power within his body into the Mortal Divine Realm. A golden glow spread from beneath his feet.
"This is where we end for now... Next time we meet, we'll continue."
As that golden light flickered, this dark world fell into silence once more.
The little boy shook his head, his gaze turning toward a certain direction as he murmured to himself:
"Next time we meet, hm..."
...
The battlefield.
Number 22 stood before the writhing starlight tentacles, his eyes filled with determination.
As if hearing his words, a blood-stained starlight tentacle slowly extended before him. The tentacle's tip circled his body repeatedly, as if examining him.
Eventually, the tentacle stopped at his chest.
The tentacle's tip pointed at his chest, and a voice appeared in Number 22's mind. He froze momentarily, then his expression grew conflicted.
The spot the tentacle was pointing to wasn't any organ in his body, but the exposed Royal Scepter...
If the tentacle had wanted any of his organs, or his emotions, rationality, or anything else, Number 22 would have agreed without hesitation. But it just so happened that its target was the Royal Scepter... After all, his current combat power was almost entirely derived from this scepter.
Losing this scepter meant he would once again become useless, reduced to a parasite within the god of lust's body. The combat power he could exert would be extremely limited...
But thinking it through carefully, the scepter was still just an external object. If he could trade it for power greater than Lin Qiye's, it seemed like a fair deal.
However...
What if the tentacle took the scepter and then refused to honor the deal?