Liu Xing submerged himself in the river. As a cultivator with a superhuman body, he could hold his breath for an extended period. Despite his desire to stay underwater, he eventually surfaced. Breaking through the water, he was greeted by the moon illuminating the dark world, casting a shimmering glow upon the river as though it were filled with jewels and diamonds.
After several more dives into the cold, dark riverbed proved unhelpful, Liu Xing emerged and sat against a giant boulder, closing his eyes to calm his racing heart. Initially dismissing the events as a dream, he couldn't deny the reality upon retrieving the gun once again. The gun—a gift from Nui, from another world, to him in this xianxia realm.
What had happened to him? Liu Xing was certain the vision shown by Nui's fragment was a memory. Nui, Joni, and Mamat were likely not presently fighting or dissecting monsters. Yet, this realization did little to ease Liu Xing's troubled mind.
Encountering his friends after transmigrating here was beyond his wildest dreams. Their extraordinary circumstances made it all seem unreal, yet Liu Xing knew it was real. He tried to recall everything—about Nui, Mamat, Joni, and the message the fragment had conveyed about darkness seeping into every corner of the world. Was this darkness symbolic, or something tangible like a person or entity? Why would darkness in this world amplify darkness in another?
As Liu Xing pondered under the passing moon and rising sun, amidst birds chirping and fish swimming, after more than ten hours, he finally made a decision. Ultimately, Nui's fragments pointed to one thing: he needed Liu Xing to confront the darkness in this world.
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Nui implied Mamat, Joni, and even himself required help. Did Liu Xing want to help his friends? They were his friends, despite being in separate worlds. He wanted to help them. But it would certainly be perilous. Whatever this darkness was, it posed danger. But he owed Mamat, Joni, and Nui. They had been his pillars in Indonesia—keeping him company in his apartment, supporting him through tough times, even reigniting his dream to become an animator and securing him an internship in Japan. Though life had taken unexpected turns with Nui vanishing, Mamat passing away, Joni struggling with depression, and he himself died in a plane crash, he cherished their friendship. He would help them, even if they never reunited.
He remembered Joni and Mamat's talks about being isekai'd. Joni had jokingly said, "If I'm isekai'd, I'll grind day and night to become the world's most powerful being! Then, I'll build a harem—cat girls, angels, busty receptionists, guild girls, sexy succubi, you name it! Mamat, promise me you'll build a harem too!"
Mamat, not interested in a harem, had laughed it off, though everyone knew he had a crush on a girl from another class.
"And you?" Joni had turned to him.
"I'm not sure, but I at least want to become a legend."
"Nice! Me too, me too."
Recalling this conversation filled Liu Xing with a profound sense of purpose, as though he had gained a newfound clarity after years of blindness.
"Right. I want to become a legend. What better legend than a powerful cultivator who defeats the world's darkness?"
Liu Xing stood up, faced the moon in the sky, and began walking. He had already decided what he would do.