Illimitable Until Death

Chapter 759: IUD-Chapter 756 Forever And Slaughters

The daytime clamor has completely vanished and the sea breeze sweeps in, creating occasional mournful sounds.

As an uninhabited island far from human civilization, this all seems entirely natural.

Fang Li walked down the corridor of the castle-like structure, enduring the silence and cold wind, aimlessly moving forward.

Perhaps because the people from both Ranban and Oni had drunk too much during the day, they all seemed to have gone to bed, and Fang Li had not seen a single person so far.

Yet, Fang Li continued to walk aimlessly.

Because Fang Li believed…

“If it were you, you would absolutely be monitoring me, right?”

Fang Li suddenly spoke without any prior indication.

The voice gradually faded into the air and silence spread once more.

Fang Li continued walking, eventually arriving at a courtyard.

In the courtyard, there was a small pavilion.

At the pavilion, Zhuge Jinghuan was sitting at one side of a stone table.

Tea utensils were set in front of him, and he greeted Fang Li with a smile as if he had anticipated Fang Li’s arrival.

“This is unavoidable.”

Zhuge Jinghuan responded to Fang Li’s earlier monologue in the corridor as if he had heard Fang Li’s words despite being impossible to hear from this distance.

It was as if he had anticipated Fang Li’s thoughts and responded accordingly.

“Anyone who can be compared to the Monkey King and the Oni King of Oni, if allowed to roam freely at night, would likely lead to the annihilation of both Ranban and Oni overnight, wouldn’t they?”

Therefore, Zhuge Jinghuan had to have some spies around Fang Li.

“Of course, I have no intention of restricting your freedom. If you wish to have someone to talk to, why not let me, a humble person, accompany you?”

Saying this, Zhuge Jinghuan gestured towards the seat opposite him.

Fang Li was not polite and directly sat down in front of Zhuge Jinghuan.

Zhuge Jinghuan immediately picked up the teapot and poured hot tea.

“I like tea very much. When entertaining guests, I always use tea instead of alcohol, as I believe this reflects the essence of our Chinese culture,” Zhuge Jinghuan said as he pushed the teacup filled with hot tea towards Fang Li.

“People who enjoy tea are generally those who know how to appreciate things. I think you wouldn’t hate tea, would you?”

Fang Li did not respond.

He simply picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip of the tea.

The sweet taste immediately filled Fang Li’s mouth, flowing down his throat and into his stomach.

Fang Li’s body instantly warmed up.

He then exclaimed in admiration.

“Excellent tea. It must be quite valuable, right?”

Hearing this, Zhuge Jinghuan smiled.

“I’m not sure about its value,” Zhuge Jinghuan said.

“This tea is a blend I created based on my own taste, mixing various teas. Some of the teas are expensive, while others are quite cheap, so I don’t know its value.”

As he spoke, Zhuge Jinghuan also picked up his teacup and began drinking.

Moonlight streamed down from the night sky, bathing the pavilion and enveloping both Fang Li and Zhuge Jinghuan.

The two sat facing each other, drinking tea and chatting about trivial matters, resembling two transcendent immortals in a secluded paradise.

Anyone who witnessed this scene would surely be captivated.

This scene lasted for nearly two hours.

During their conversation, the two of them talked about everything from national affairs to life philosophies, from ancient history to modern patterns, from men to women, from the elderly to children—virtually covering every topic.

Of course, they also discussed the Three Kingdoms era and Zhuge Jinghuan’s almost mythical ancestor.

“Although he was said to have the divine insight of God Arc, my ancestor Kongming was not a successful person in his time. The Shu Kingdom he supported eventually fell, and he could only depart this world with regrets.”

Zhuge Jinghuan said this with a serene expression while sipping his tea.

“So, I’m not fixated on success. The Zhuge Family has always acted based on the idea of ‘wanting to see what kind of world someone creates.’ For me personally, I’m very interested to see what kind of world you would create.”

In response to Zhuge Jinghuan’s words, Fang Li simply replied.

“Unfortunately, the world doesn’t revolve around any one person. Even if someone is missing, it will continue to operate as usual.”

This statement, coming from Fang Li, who has traveled through various Dungeon Worlds, carried exceptional conviction.

Just like this time, Fang Li’s purpose in coming to this world was not to participate in the Far East Warfare, yet he still became involved.

This is the so-called flow of the world.

“Tamamo once told me that since I’m in the flow of the world, I can’t possibly stand apart from it.” Fang Li set down his teacup and looked at Zhuge Jinghuan.

“But whether or not one can stand apart is not important. What matters is how to act within this flow, and that’s not about creation— only about choices.”

“So, if choices are different, does that mean the future the flow leads to will be different?” Zhuge Jinghuan asked with a smile.

“Isn’t that creating the future?”

“For me,” Fang Li said with a half-smile, “it’s less about creating the future and more about destroying it. I can’t create the future I want, but I’m quite skilled at killing futures I don’t want.”

“So that’s how it is.” Zhuge Jinghuan seemed to understand.

“If it’s about creating the future, then there’s only one future that gets created. But if it’s about destroying the future, then even if you destroy the future you don’t want, the remaining futures won’t necessarily be just one.”

“And these futures,” Zhuge Jinghuan said admiringly, “as long as they don’t contain what you don’t want to see, you let them develop naturally. If that’s the case, then I understand what kind of person you are.”

“You should also understand,” Fang Li looked directly at Zhuge Jinghuan and said, “that the future you hope for might not be what I want to destroy. But that also means I won’t create it.”

“I am not a leader, merely a killer.”

“I am not a cornerstone, merely a front-line soldier.”

“The only means I can use are those of killing.”

“Even if I want to protect someone or do something, I can only use this method, until the end.”

“Previously, and in the future as well.”

Fang Li’s words left Zhuge Jinghuan silent.

After a while, Zhuge Jinghuan sighed and spoke softly.

“Kou is in the woods on the mountainside.”

With this parting statement, Zhuge Jinghuan stood up and left.

Fang Li watched Zhuge Jinghuan leave before standing up and walking out of the palace.

(End Of This Chapter)