My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 490 - 476: The Suona Reigns Supreme

Crash!

Celestial Venerable Wen Ce was still cooking in the kitchen, his heart suddenly sober.

It seems that coming to prehistory, I not only have to face the Venerable of Creation and even the Nether Celestial Venerable under his command.

But also the true historical truth!

It appears these prehistoric beings are indeed the problem to confront when one returns to the "distant past."

According to the historical trajectory, those beings from the prehistoric era not only faced the terrifying pressure of the Forest of Truth but must’ve experienced a fierce internal strife.

When they, the younger beings, officially enter as the first batch of the new generation stepping into the Forest of Truth after thousands of years, they are already at the twilight of their gods, a mere shell of their former glory.

"Logically, if we don’t interfere with them, they will surely follow the historical trajectory to perish and dissolve on their own! No need to fear, no need to be afraid!"

That’s how they did it back in the day.

Although they fiercely battled with the opponent in the Forest of Truth, in the end, it was a Pyrrhic victory.

By that time, they had lost their wisdom, nearly reduced to beasts within the Forest of Truth!

Moreover, they themselves believed the opponent to be primal natives of the Forest of Truth, a peculiar race born in the Cosmic Membrane, without much imagination.

After all, the Forest of Truth is so outrageous, with rule creatures mutually influencing and interfering with each other, bizarre occurrences are completely normal.

"But now, things are different."

"Time has been accelerated, and us travelers, to compete with each other, must venture outside the Cosmic Membrane in advance, meaning we must participate in their struggle and face them."

It seems that the opponent in the previous life just toyed with themselves to death, but now?

Not necessarily!

These time-travelers butterflies will change everything!

They will join the ranks of the opponent’s battles,

and even more tricky situations may arise,

traitors!

Yes, some travelers who time-travel to prehistory will betray and side with those decaying beings!

For example, Yuan Shou and Immortal Celestial Venerable, these old sly ones, in order to win, wouldn’t they find ways to collude with those prehistoric beings, unite with them?

Very likely!

These two guys are simply the universe’s best fence-sitters, already very adept.

Previously relying on the Venerable of Creation, now relying on them.

Troublesome!

You should know, they signed a pact in the Slaying Thought Cosmos, ineffective in this universe.

They can still be hostile to each other.

Unless, he recalls the oath rules in this universe, signing a complementary betrayal contract in this universe.

The more he thought, the more uneasy he felt.

If they feel they can’t find an opportunity and directly side with the opposition and even disclose their three-divided cosmos structure, letting these beings from the prehistoric era become aware, what would happen?

Unimaginable!

Those decayed beings would surely know that originally they’re dead in history, yet they can be reborn!

They too want to change their tragic destiny!

Celestial Venerable Wen Ce’s expression suddenly became solemn and said, "I desire to change destiny, they do too, looks like this era that should have been peaceful is bound to usher in fierce slaughter."

"In the later times, the reason they easily solved it was still because they looked down on our universe’s new generation, thinking we are insignificant, clueless about how long it’d take us to evolve, so they fought for internal contentment!"

"But, if a batch not weaker than these Celestial Venerables appears?"

"They might change the historical internal battle outcome, where mutual destruction turned into uniting against external enemies, then we may be in danger!"

Indeed, there are predetermined constants and laws in the universe,

Any attempt to alter universe history and any decay will encounter various obstacles.

Those who should have died of old age perhaps are not willing to remain calm.

He wants to change the past, to save his own tragedy before, which is also a massive test.

Crash.

The heat rolls.

She was still flipping the wok, cooking, taking charge of the ordinary guests’ meals in the hotel on the ground floor.

Sweat flowed down the back of her mortal low-level body, soaking her shoulders.

Yet she greatly enjoys this, as a mortal’s weakness, sorrow, hot sweat, trembling, joy, nothing is more worthwhile to cherish, living anew, he wants to truly enjoy the joys and sorrows of life.

"Ha! He was supposed to die, but..."

She looked at the tavern owner who was crossing his legs, humming a tune, "Just taking a glance at him makes me shiver at heart, extremely uneasy with such a decaying method used!"

"It’s hard to imagine, his degree of decay is really incomprehensible! If such a being survives, what changes will occur in the universe!"

"Ah, history is so magical, a tiny variable can lead the universe to a completely different other end."

He remembered the Venerable of Creation, the complete opposite of this man.

A hero unwilling to decay even to the death,

One is an ancient, decayed black hand from a more primordial era.

Simultaneously, who knows how many similar decayed prehistoric beings like him are there? What’s his status among them? Who is their decayed Celestial Venerable leader?

"Causes some trouble."

She set down the wok, massaging her temples, suddenly a strange thought popped up:

Should I awaken the young era Venerable of Creation that may emerge in this epoch to have him resist decay??

Wait,

He quickly chuckled, how could he have such an idea.

Yet he had to admit,

That heroic image shining righteousness, roaring with passionate blood, those broad reliable shoulders, even as his nemesis, felt boundless trust.

This perhaps, is personal charisma.

"Speaking of, in this era, who is he? The Celestial Venerable I once knew?"

He thought of many random things, managed to sort out the plan, ultimately still followed his initial idea, lurking beside this decayed being, seizing the chance to rise with his momentum!

And what is decay?

Must have a trait, they’re so aged they have no creativity talent left, inevitably seeking the younger generation to work for them, to create techniques for the universe, study the universe’s pattern.

His mentor, Chen Weizhu, is one of the geniuses he’s watching.

"I just need to show some aptitude, and become the genius he values." She smiled inwardly, "Although I lack creativity talent, but this universe is my Era Dynasty, I once established the most complete cosmic system, understanding all his things, just revealing a little bit, and become the creative genius."

The idea is very simple and practical,

It’s to become the genius under his command along with his mentor,

And with the pure moonlight in his heart, the dream destination, together strive in this tavern to rise, nothing could be more joyful than this.

"This person is alright."

Fu Qingjun sat on the chair, watching this thin girl cooking, "Just looks a bit dull, might be the next little loudspeaker, intelligence is lacking."

Fu Qingjun thought of something, "Come over, play a tune to cheer for me."

"Yes, boss."

The little girl quickly walked over with respect.

Fu Qingjun tossed a suona, patiently said, "I like hearing a tune while eating, already a habit, suddenly no sound, feels quite unsettled."

The other side had never seen it, didn’t know how to use it, after all, it’s a unique musical instrument of Earth’s civilization.

Fu Qingjun taught for a while, showing nostalgia, "This is the suona, goes the saying, of a hundred musical instruments, suona is the king, either ascending to heaven, or bowing at halls..."

Plop! Plop!

The girl quickly learned to play it, with dynamism.

"The ordinary dining hall life starts repeating here again."

Fu Qingjun ate his meal while listening, showing a reminiscent expression,

"Changed a place to eat, still a dining hall, from being an ordinary sect leader to an ordinary tavern owner, once again found the taste of yore, this is the ordinary life I yearn for, crave for, with someone like Qin Hong cooking, with a little girl blowing suona to cheer, life’s once again leisurely."