Life is so fleeting.

From a certain point of view everything is fleeting.

An entire human life, from when he was birth to when he returns to nothing is nothing more than a dirt particle in an infinite space. The world would go on, leaving those lives behind.

It's so useless. So useless.

The life of every human is just like a book, with a beginning and an end. The cultivators who try to "defy" the heaven and extend their life only manage to increase the pages within the books. They manage nothing.

And enlightened immortal being's life book may be as tall as the heaven, weighing more than the entire universe, continuously expanding, continuously being updated, continuously being written by an unnamed author. However in the end, it is still useless. Useless.

It's still useless.

No man escape their fate.

Cultivators who "defy" the heaven only manage to prolong the length of the book.

Their fate is still written within the heaven book in the end.

Perhaps the true enlightened master is the viewer of the books, even the one who write it.

Me? I'm just a forgotten liar who enjoy reading my own book.

The world venerate me as the peak of peak, the one who is higher than heaven. A master who transcended the peak of the world.

And yet in the end, I'm just a hypocrite who read my own book. Wasn't an enlightened master who has ascended supposed to have their book removed?

That's why I'm a hypocritical failure. It's a paradox. Is this the fate of everyone who has "ascended" from the first continent?

A paradoxical existence, not quite ignorant of the state of the world, not quite the omniscient viewer of the world who has transcended everything either.

It's useless. So useless... Cultivation is a lie. Even I who was-

Oh hello there. Now begone weirdos.

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Sorry about that. I get cranky in every single moment of my existence. Anyway, in the limbo of the inbetween wold, one step below true omnipotence, one step above the rest of the multi-folds universe that stretch from the beginning of time, there is a giant wheel.

The wheel burn with flame hot enough to burn away even the idiots here who try to touch it.

The wheel is cold enough to froze even the idiots here who try to touch it.

The idiots here who touch it get impaled with a myriad of spike that no matter how profound their cultivation is, they could not defense against.

The idiots here who touch it get torn to shred by invisible claws and fangs which they too have no defense against.

The peak of the peak of the world, venerated by the rest of their world, which has worlds below their world, come here to touch the wheel and get devoured rapidly by invisible force.

It is where Grand Masters, Ancestors and Emperors come to die.

No we don't die. Moment later, we will just end up back here.

The inbetween world stretch from the beginning to the end. All fate of all mortal from the beginning of time to the end of time is recorded here. This is the end path to all cultivators, forever being above everyone, forever being below true splendor. Everyone will end up back here eventually.

So saying, it is easy to understand what the giant wheel is.

It is the Circle of Reincarnation.

Since we have reached the end of our path, we could always do it all over again, only to end up here allover again.

This is the true cultivation method of the inbetween world.

How much time has passed?

Billions of years? Trillions? Infinity?

Time has no meaning here. There is only the peak of the peak here, and then we do it allover again, forgetting our life, spending trillion of years cultivating, only to end up where we started. Everything is a circle. Sometime two venerated one become one, it was because they was always one soul from the beginning, only until certain cycle do they realize.

There are time when a venerated one destroy an infinite world full of life only for another venerated one to create another.

Our life are truly infinite. But is this satisfying?

Anyway next to the wheel of reincarnation, a smaller wheel pop out of nowhere

While everyone is away, I realize this is one of the "System" system thing.

The many path of Reincarnation (limited) system to be exact.

It is honestly awe-inspiring to be honest. Recreating the infinite wheel of reincarnation, only to send a single person to live the life of another.

It's all because this Zheng Jie needs to learn about Love. To be honest, I'm quite jealous of that Zheng Jie because of the giant Golden Spoon called the System. Back in my time, I didn't have anything recreating an unmovable law of the universe just so I could get over a mental block.

Among the worlds right now, this Zheng Jie and this Yan Yu have the most potential to break through to the inbetween world.

Honestly it's too bad that compare to their junior right now, they seem so insignificant in the future. Comparing them to Fang Yijun, they don't have that large of a headstart. After all no matter how big their golden spoon is, it is nothing compared to the golden spoon inside that woman's mouth. Her potential is limitless.

It's really too bad for this Zheng Jie. He has the potential, but right now, his "book" is sitting on my lap. It is a large, extensive book with an ending.

With an ending.

Silly thing. So, so silly. It was because of a very silly thing that the book come to an end.

Even as the many Path of Reincarnation (limited) system start to roll, I continue to look at the book sitting on my lap.

Silly thing. Silly, silly thing.

Even though I said "I have no attachment" while I cultivate, in the end I'm just a huge hypocrite alright? Even though I said "I have no attachment", how could it be that easy?

Utilizing my comprehension of the law of the universe, with every bit of my cultivation, even as the small recreation of the Wheel of Reincarnation start to spin, I stop it in its track.

In the first place, the System was never going to cheat for its hosts behalf. The wheel rolls and stops with true randomness.

But there. With a stroke of my blade, I stop the recreation of the single most fundamental law of the multi-folds universe in it track. There. Well, I could at least do that right? The recreation of the wheel of reincarnation stop at the most opportune place for the person whose book is currently sitting on my lap.

"System Notice:...!"

To be honest, I lie about us venerated one not being able to die. Lately, it has been getting lonely.

Every single ascended one except for me is already dead. Even the cycle of reincarnation that transcended beyond time could not break them. But now, break they did. One by one, until only I remain.

But this is enough I think. Exhausting myself, now I'm only an easy prey. And here I thought I have the potentials. The string of karma sure is a funny thing.

"Stone Chakravartin:...!"

""System Notice: ...Could you please not change your name without accessing the System interface first?"

A giant stone hand tore asunder the immovable heaven and reach out for me.

At least if I could not, than perhaps my disciple-

...

The small recreation of the wheel of reincarnation stop exactly as he wills it. At that moment, the life the wheel of reincarnation stops at was-

"Shi Xiang"