[Black Lotus] [High-IQ Revenge] [Everyone's Redemption Arc] [Torturing Scum] [Eastern Fantasy] [Classical Tragic Aesthetic]
I once believed family was the strongest bond in the world.
So when my cowardly eldest brother tearfully pleaded that he was the family's only hope and couldn't be sent to die at the Temple of the Sacred Candle,
I stepped forward in his place and set out on the sacrificial road from which no one had ever returned in ten thousand years.
I didn't cry through the secret realm's bone-eroding, heart-wrenching tortures.
Because my eldest sister had said she'd wait for me when she saw me off.
Because my eldest brother had said he'd remember my sacrifice forever.
No one expected me to actually make it out alive.
Not only did I survive, I became the only Lampbearer in ten thousand years to earn the Sacred Lamp's recognition.
I rose to the heavens in a single step, honored as an equal of the nation.
Overjoyed, I thought I could finally protect the family I loved.
But my gentle, kind sister wept as she lured me to the back hills and ripped open my dantian!
Her eyes were crazed as a demon's. "Dear sister, where is your Heavenly-rank cultivation manual? Tell me, quickly!"
I dragged my broken body away, only to run into the younger brother I cherished most at the mountain gate.
I thought he was there to save me.
Instead, he struck me with all his might.
"Sister? You're a useless Earth Spirit Root. How dare you?"
His palm strike pierced straight through my chest.
I fell to the ground.
I heard my sister shriek in fury. "Idiot! She hadn't told us the cultivation manual yet! How could you kill her?"
I heard my brother defend himself with impatience and disgust. "How was I supposed to know she couldn't take a hit? She's just too useless!"
So my sacrifice was what I deserved.
So my achievements were a sin.
When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn…
It's not good at all, there's too much nonsense, it's not a cool article at all, it's almost like a long-winded article.
Friends, Lin Qingci's story ends here. I am very honored to walk through this time with you. From the conception in October 2025, to the official release on December 1, until July 2026, we have come a long way together. I send my most sincere and best wishes to every friend who can see you here. I told this story ten thousand times and wanted to give up, but I still wrote it to the end. Because of you, I have been able to persist for so long. Lin Qingci, you are my graduation work when I was a student. You are a highlight of my youth. You are also a big tree that I planted with my own hands and watched grow little by little. I watched you walk through the long night alone, watched you take back the right to define yourself, watched you get rid of the shackles of the world and embrace the true beauty. I'm sincerely happy for you. Regarding you, this is not an adventure set from the beginning. Your experiences, your choices, your pain and joy, too many times, I only thought of it during the writing process. Because it is temporary and because I am not sure, I dare to say the word "fellow". In June, I was always thinking, always fantasizing, and always looking forward to how relaxing a night I would have after writing your story. I will have more free time, I can go to the gym, go swimming, I can raise a kitten again, and I will have more energy to do many things. But when it came time for us to say goodbye, I was sad. You may be the last person I write in the form of a novel before I turn 30. Because of the long time and because of thinking about you day and night, you are deeply engraved in my heart. Not just you, but also many characters along the way, it seems now that they are all close friends. When I wrote about Lin Chenyu's awakening before his death, I was silent because when he realized that he could be a good brother, he could no longer look back. On the night when I was writing about Liu Rushuang's broken heart, I finally understood her. She is an evil mother, she is the source of all pain, and she still makes many readers hate her. But I still have to say that this is the most wonderful character I have ever written, and I love her very much. It is extremely difficult to explain clearly her love and hate, and to summarize her life. Ning Wantang was born under a curse but died in freedom. She was smart and beautiful, she was confident and calm, and she was such a beautiful woman. Until the last moment, she got rid of all the constraints and ran towards death and towards freedom. I feel sorry for her and applaud her. Lin Fengyao is such an ordinary evil sister, but at the last moment, she will also ask, in the rainy time and space, if death is a kind of relief, then how can the living continue to exist? Even I don't have an answer to this question. I can only answer this question carefully based on Lin Qingci's choice. And our dearest Imperial Master, the little old man is the real protagonist of the third volume. We also mentioned him many times in the fourth volume. It is really because I like such an altruistic elder who allows his ideals to burn and allows his children to grow freely. His death is the end of the old era and the hymn of the new era. There are also many small characters, and I think they can also carry their own weight, such as Zhang Mingyuan, such as Pu Ling, such as Tianhuo... Some friends should be able to feel that I had planned to portray characters like Lin Wangshu, Fen Xing, Pan Yin, and Lu Huaian in depth, but unfortunately I didn't have the time, so I just clicked a few bits and stopped writing. When I wrote the story of Mu Qinglan in my previous book, I said that our stories always tend to deviate from Shuangwen. At the beginning of this book, I kept this lesson in mind. But then it flew away. Fortunately, the story didn't end or break, I finished it. Unfortunately, this story has left some people feeling regretful. This is a very realistic expression, and this is a work that should not appear on commercial platforms. Of course, friends who see this, we must have resonated with each other at some point across thousands of mountains and rivers. I think you will also feel that this is not a story that will be forgotten after reading it. We are hidden in the sea of thousands of books. If the friends in the story can give you some strength and some thinking, if the light of humanity can shine in the sea of consciousness, then I think everything is enough. As a 14-year-old novelist who was introduced to online reading after watching "Fights Break the Sphere", his personal aesthetic has been deeply influenced by Mao Ni. I think some readers should be able to see some familiar flavors, such as the reunion of the twenty-three different fires at the end, or Lin Qingci's final search for people all over the world... If we can get to that point, we will smile knowingly. From "Fu Sheng Ji", to "Huiming Volume", to "Shi Chuan Volume", and then to "Zi Gui Volume". At the age of 26, I will be very satisfied with the story I have written, thank you for meeting me, Lin Qingci, Mu Qinglan, and Tumi. I will remember the way I came. One day in the future, when I read your story again, you and I, and the current readers, will be reunited as old friends. When I see the chapters left by my youth again, I will remember the time when the 26-year-old me persisted in writing with an ideal in Changsha. I still want to say that today is a very ordinary day, and it is also a day that will never happen again. I will live seriously in every period of my life, and I hope it will be free and peaceful. Everyone, Lin Qingci's story is over, our lives are still going on, we still have fights, choices, regrets, and laughter. At this point, there are thousands of words to say, and I can only thank you for meeting each other. I hope everyone can have a safe and smooth life. Goodbye, everyone.
It's time to say goodbye, everyone.
Personally, I feel that actually, for Liu Hantian, it was more painful and hateful for him to let him miss a step than to fight Lin Qingci for 300 rounds after he succeeded in breaking through. That's why I wrote it like this.
The third chapter will be posted around 8 o'clock. I got it earlier today, so I don't have to wait long (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧
There are three chapters today, to make up for the leave I took last month (it's too much) (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧
It's hard to write for me o(TヘTo) I will write three chapters tomorrow
Tomorrow's two chapters have been written. It's really... Just take your time and read...
The last battle is here. As a fantasy story, many of our plots do not advance through battles, but at the end, a wonderful battle is indeed needed. Let our old friends all come out, friends from this world, to say hello to everyone one last time┏(^0^)┛ I am very grateful to my friends for their support and follow-up updates when I see this. I am very emotional, but I can't drift away. I have to hold on and write the finale!
It's late today, sorrysorry! (But it's Chapter 2 that's late, it's half past nine)