Chapter 1972: Chapter 998: The Final Journey (End)

Laughter swirled on the rooftop, lingering for a long time.

Gradually, everyone quieted down. Over these days, their minds were filled with each other’s shouts: "The mice are coming, the mice are coming again," the same few phrases repeated until their ears felt calloused.

It’s getting tiresome.

At this moment, Iodophor said, "Brothers, it’s about time... To have gone through this with all of you is a blessing of three lifetimes. In the next life, let’s still be brothers."

"A blessing of three lifetimes."

"A blessing of three lifetimes!"

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Outside Silver City.

"It’s noon."

He Jinqiu looked up at the sky from within the clouds.

He saw the vast Milky Way hanging upside down in the darkness, with the stars seemingly close enough to touch.

Vast and magnificent.

Silent.

No one expected that in the midst of this fierce battlefield, the solitary Sword Immortal would suddenly become entranced, gazing at the brilliant galaxy in a daze.

In fact, he had been able to wield his sword and fly as early as two months ago, yet he had never come to the skies to see this breathtakingly beautiful scene.

Only now did he realize what he had missed all his life.

"It’s truly beautiful," He Jinqiu marveled, a tear slipping from the corner of his eye.

Not sad, not tragic.

He merely admired the vastness of the world and the narrowness of life.

At this moment, his black hair suddenly turned white, aging in an instant!

He Jinqiu smiled wistfully, "The flowers will bloom again, but a man will not see youth twice..."

In this life of his, he’s stumbled along the way.

Passed by opportunities, missed them.

Cried, laughed.

Restrained himself, let loose.

Yet looking back, he realized he had taken so many wrong paths.

Along the way, there were fierce tigers in the morning, long snakes at dusk, gnashing their teeth, sucking blood, killing mercilessly.

But it doesn’t matter.

It really doesn’t matter.

He Jinqiu suddenly plummeted down, commanding the nineteen flying swords to whirl around him, until they moved so fast that it was impossible to distinguish between sword and man.

After the ascension to demigod, the Heart Sword became especially dazzling.

A meteor seemed to fall from the sky, drawing a straight, dazzling line that penetrated the clouds and headed straight for the aerial fortress at unimaginable speed.

A second later.

That unique beam of light in the world pierced through the airspace of the Silver Horn, then shot through its base!

The journey is tough

Return home!

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In the halfway mansion.

Li Yunshou helped his father back to the Bao Pu Building. Li Xiurui said, "You can just assume everything he said tonight was nonsense. Back then, when your grandfather wanted me to be the Family Head, he said the responsibility was too great to entrust to anyone else but me. Later on, I always thought, what nonsense that it had to be me; it was just toying with me... Yun Shou, although I don’t know what you’ve seen or what he wants you to do, you actually can choose your own path."

Li Yunshou smiled, "No need to worry, Father. I’m very satisfied with my ending."

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In the Central Royal City’s parking lot.

Xiao San felt a sudden pang as he looked at Xiao Jin, "I’m sorry!"

After saying this, he pulled out a handgun from his waist, hugged Xiao Jin’s head, and pulled the trigger to Xiao Jin’s forehead.

With a bang, Xiao Jin died without a struggle.

"For those alive, take a look at the New World for me," Xiao San took a deep breath, aimed the gun at his own chin, and pulled the trigger again, collapsing in the dim parking lot.

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This is no longer just Qing Chen’s memory; it also includes the spiritual resonance he forcibly seized from the world of the Inner World’s will when he smuggled himself out!

Qing Chen kept his head bowed in this conscious world.

It wasn’t until this moment that he fully understood what Uncle Li Dong had once said.

But you must understand, my friend, we cannot counter darkness with gentleness; we must use fire!

Qing Chen opened his eyes and softly said, "I’m back."

Xiao Qi was stunned, Luo Wanya was stunned, they almost thought they had misheard!

The vast crowd fell silent because of this one sentence, then erupted in a frenzy!

The next moment, Qing Chen simply looked up and the long night dissipated. The sky seemed to be forcibly cleared, and sunlight streamed unabated onto the battlefield!

Not just on the battlefield, the whole world was as bright as daylight: City 10, City 22, the Central Royal City... All the city dwellers stepped out, dumbfounded, gazing at the celestial spectacle.

They watched as the stars still hung in the sky, as the seas had not yet dried up, all without knowing it was because one person had awakened.

Qing Chen softly said to everyone, "Thank you, you’ve completed your tasks, and now it’s my turn."

If this long night would not pass on its own, then I shall clear it myself.

Zong Cheng stood on the ridge, watching the spilled sunlight, and just sighed softly, "It’s over, yet we were still a step too late. The world is truly unfair; after so long preparing, you awaken in a single day, and I am left only as a foil."

In the spoken words.

God Cutter has reappeared in the world.

But this time, God Cutter was entirely different from before.

It was as if a new world had been born, bathing in sunlight.

Qing Chen transformed into countless beams of light; the incredibly dazzling God Cutter cleaved the heavens and the earth.

The starlight in the sky shifted, like the moon rising and setting countless times, a second spanning a millennium.

The countless celestial gods charging forward turned into splendid fireworks in the air, not a single one was spared.

The Puppet Master’s efforts meticulously prepared over a century turned to smoke.

The moment Qing Chen became a True God, everything perished and was reborn.

When the brilliant and dazzling line of light passed through, the Fire God Zhu Rong, Water God Gong Gong, twelve painters of the Chen Clan, and thousands of Lif none remained.

It seemed to last a moment, yet also a millennium.

Qing Chen emerged from the God Cutter state, slowly landing on the ground; he embraced Yang Yang, then turned to look at the war-torn human world.

As he breathed, green grass sprouted on the battlefield, flowers bloomed in the mountains.

Everyone wore smiles.

Luo Wanya said beside him, "Boss, say a few words; this is the resting place of comrades, and they can hear your voice."

Qing Chen was silent for a moment:

If winter will always pass, if spring will always come, then I wish for everyone in this world to be able to find a good companion, a place to settle down, dumplings at winter solstice, zongzi at Dragon Boat Festival, mooncakes at Mid-Autumn Festival.

But if we can never meet again, then I wish the world to put away its swords and guns, and peace to prevail.

I hope children can fly kites in parks, and elderly gentlemen can practice swordsmanship in parks.

I hope when you go downstairs, there are soy milk and youtiao waiting for you, and after decades of wind and rain, you return still young.

...

There’s no conclusion.

But for me, or as was my habit before, the main story ends here.

This time, the afterword will unravel the storylines of He Jinqiu, Zard, and Qing Zhun, and also tell the smaller stories like the inability to challenge the trials of life and death in the Forbidden Sea, and Jindai Yunlo founding a cultivation academy.

But these will have to wait until after a few days’ rest, then the afterword will be updated for free, and after completing the afterword, I’ll either write or not write concluding remarks.

In any case, the main story of "The Naming of the Night" has been serialized for a year and a half and ends here, see you in a few days.

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