Chapter 342: Fear Comes from Darkness

Death calamity?Is Master going to die?

Hu Haihan was stunned, her face full of disbelief.

"Everyone will basically die, right? She's just the first; others will follow. This world was never perfect; where there is light, there will be darkness..." Medusa was calm, with the aura of a scholar, a dark-haired reading girl wearing black-rimmed glasses.

This was an alchemical tool, a miniature microscope. Her microscopic understanding had already reached an incredible level.

Suddenly, she stood up and pulled a book from the black bookshelf.

"Mother Earth Qing Teng, you are a very idealistic and emotional person. You grieved over Dao Changsheng's death and wished to create a perfect world, suppressing the calamity of heaven and earth, a world without strife... But the greater the power of suppression, the greater the power of rebound."

Meng Mei fell silent for a moment.

Medusa simply smiled. "The Dragon Vein system, I've been researching it for years; it's quite fascinating."

Little Fox Hu Haihan seemed completely unable to understand.

Is something terrifying happening?

"Then do you fear the dark?" Medusa suddenly asked, smiling, looking at the little fox she had spent a long time with.

"I... I used to be quite afraid of the dark before I started cultivating," she thought. "I didn't dare sleep alone at night. Lying in bed, looking into the corner, it felt pitch black... But after cultivating, I'm not scared anymore because I've grown up!"

"Do you know why people fear the dark?" Medusa pushed up her black-rimmed glasses.

Little Fox Hu Haihan thought for a moment, then shook her head, saying she didn't know.

"Humanity's oldest and strongest emotion is fear, and humanity's most potent fear is the fear of the unknown. The unknown is unnameable, hence it is called—the Unspeakable Fear."

Medusa smiled, pointing to herself.

The scholarly girl smiled softly again.

"The most typical example: people fear darkness because darkness is the unknown! That's why people are afraid of the dark. When looking into darkness, people always tend to overthink, imagining ghoulish faces, monsters, or eerie eyes staring at them."

She looked at Meng Mei. "Do you understand?"

Meng Mei remained silent, seeming to understand her meaning.

What does it mean?!

What kind of riddle were these two ancient beings speaking in?

Only Little Fox Hu Haihan remained utterly confused.

Medusa didn't want to elaborate further, as if Mother Earth Qing Teng's safety had nothing to do with her. She changed the subject and countered, "By the way, you just arrived, saying you don't want to become a god. What do you mean?"

Mother Earth Qing Teng sat properly in the chair, taking a sip of coffee. "I don't want to become a god; I want to give the energy to Dao Changsheng, to the Heavenly Dao."

Medusa was silent for a moment. "You want to continue perfecting this perfect world?"

"I'm passionate about farming."

Meng Mei looked at her earnestly. "Besides, if I become a god, I'd be too weak. It's better to let Dao Changsheng become a god first, so he can protect me. Then I'll continue collecting energy and become a god second."

She had a strong sense of self-awareness.

This was about taking "heaven's blessings for oneself" to the extreme.

She first needed someone to back her up and protect her. After all, the Great Emperors were fighting fiercely right now, and soon, deities might appear. What would she do then?

As a fellow deity, she would probably be instantly annihilated...

The one she trusted most was Dao Changsheng, so naturally, she wanted him to become a god first to suppress the Great Emperors who had ascended.

After all, at the same cultivation level, they couldn't possibly defeat Dao Changsheng.

"Furthermore, this is a long-term investment. Once Dao Changsheng becomes a god, reaching the eighth-tier saint realm, his inner world, the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, will instantly become terrifyingly vast. The larger the space, the more mortals can reside there, and the more prosperous the source of incense offerings will be."

"A good idea," Medusa said, clapping her hands and smiling. "I don't like you, but I like this era you've created—the era of incense, of infinite possibilities. I think, therefore I am..."

Meng Mei merely smiled, a bit stiffly, Medusa's words making her feel somewhat uneasy inside.

Soon, she turned with Hu Haihan, draped the black leather coat hanging by the door over her shoulders, and strode out of the Church of Light onto the street.

"Your Holiness."

Several white-robed priests respectfully opened the door of a black sedan.

Medusa lowered her head, continued writing, and murmured, "You prevented one outbreak of the calamity between the two realms, but that was merely suppressing it... It will come eventually. No system is perfect."

"If, over the past two thousand years of history, our wizarding world has been a low-tier world... then the future will be a truly terrifying and mysterious large-scale transcendent world! Full of dangers!"

"That is a truly high-dimensional civilization, perhaps leading to the gate of the ninth tier!"

The entire world was transforming.

As a deity, she clearly felt this, something unknown and mysterious.

This feeling was profound. In modern terms, it was like a two-dimensional world upgrading to a three-dimensional one.

"If the previous calamity of heaven and earth only brought death to lower-tier beings, then the coming outbreak will already endanger the lives of you, me, Armin, Daojun, and other deities..."

"I'm truly looking forward to it."

The Ancient Desolate World.

"The world has become very beautiful."

Sheila drove the carriage, looking at her sleeping Uncle Messiah beside her.

"Uncle said he's fallen into a deep sleep, that it will take countless years for him to awaken... That's a lifetime I won't live to see," Sheila murmured, gently stroking his face. "To live so long, Uncle must also have the bloodline of a Creator God, the blood of eternal life, just like the primordial demon god Medusa. Their waking periods are short, and their dormant periods are long... This is the price of immortality."

More than a hundred years had passed, and she was only at the fourth tier, with low cultivation aptitude.

Despite her immense efforts, she already felt it was difficult to improve further. Perhaps she would forever be stuck at the fourth tier and wouldn't live long enough for her uncle to awaken.

So, she chose to travel with her uncle. "Uncle said my cultivation level is low, and I won't live long, but his body is immortal. He is a Heavenly Emperor who cultivates the body, so he can be used as a treasure to protect me, allowing me to live out my life safely."

Therefore, she chose to travel.

She also grew to love this kind of life, seeing the scenery around the world.

She planned to live the rest of her life this way. When she eventually died of old age, she would find a place to bury Uncle Messiah, and then be buried beside him, guarding him even after death.

"Since arriving from the Demon Realm, this Ancient Desolate World, this new world, has so much beautiful local culture and customs. It's truly beautiful, with the sun and moon alternating, gorgeous sunsets and evening glow, celestial fairies scattering colors across the sky, and rain gods bringing forth rain."

She had been acclimating to the local customs for three months when suddenly her carriage was halted. Some farmers were blocking the path ahead.

"What's happening?"

She was startled, then stepped down from the carriage.