My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 482 - 468: Dreams of Youth

Snap!

Another slap landed hard on the face.

The woman sneered coldly, "What are you looking at? The Prince is charming and dashing, he has countless offspring like you from his affairs. If not for the fact that you’re a girl who can be used for political marriages to win support when you grow up, you’d be dead just like his other illegitimate sons."

The woman dropped her disdainful expression and left after cursing angrily.

The child reached out her hand, touched her reddened cheek imprinted with a slap, not feeling angry; instead, she grinned, "Indeed, I have returned."

She was indifferent, followed the woman out, and began her daily chores.

Shoveling manure and cleaning, 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

All sorts of dirty and tiring tasks, until dusk.

If it were her past life, she would’ve been unable to endure it daily. But for her current self, it was a kind of long-lost "enjoyment," an inexplicable comfort stemming from within.

Her frail body carried the manure bucket and slowly dumped it into the ditch, wiped the sweat off her body, and took a bath.

After night fell, she held an oil lamp and wrote down several plans on yellow paper,

1. Develop anew, gain rules,

2. Change the past, save the master, and wed the previous seventeen wives.

3. Be wary of the Venerable of Creation, research Amiro’s truth,

...

She carefully organized the rhythm and plans after reincarnation, her gaze finally fell on the first item.

"I am confident in repossessing the rules."

"Even though they and I start from the same point, everyone is competing for the rules."

She smiled slightly, "Those truth beings, no one knows their weaknesses and how to acquire them better than I do. In my mind, there’s a ’Truth Scripture’ from a future cosmos, documenting the characteristics and habits of forty-nine types of truth beings and countless pseudo-logic beings, and their weaknesses."

Truth is the Celestial Venerable’s rules.

Pseudo-logic is the Saint’s rules.

So, how can they compete with me?

The only one who might know this cosmos’s knowledge and compete with me, the Venerable of Creation, has already taken his life in the future.

Even if he left behind means and awakened memories of reincarnation, understanding the habits of these truth beings, he’s still not strong enough to fight me, the master of the Cosmic Era!

Because, even though he was from my era, he’s merely a Celestial Venerable under my command at best.

I am the one who understands the entire Truth Cosmos the most.

"Regarding the first item, I hold a natural advantage, their hope in competing with me is slim, reascending to the truth seat, and may even seize more rules."

She smiled slightly, feeling assured of victory, "And about the second point, master..."

Her gaze became complicated as a stunning figure in white gradually appeared before her eyes.

This was the white moonlight in her heart.

This person led her when she was young out of the sea of bitterness and into formal cultivation,

"In this life, I must change the past tragedy! Even, I want to wed my master." She took a deep breath, determined.

That figure had left an eternal imprint deep in her heart,

Influencing her life’s behavior and personality, and even in distant future generations, she sought multiple partners who had her master’s shadows as Dao companions.

Unfortunately, they weren’t her, the one whom she admired and worshipped the most.

"I must save master’s matter." She felt her old heart burning, feeling youthful again, and said softly, "As for my seventeen former wives, I’ll do my utmost to reunite with them."

"The Cold and Quiet Saintess of Tianming Palace, the Enchanting Female Demon Lord of Abyssal Forest, my childhood sweetheart who grew up and apprenticed with me, and..."

She listed out each confidante from her life experiences, feeling her heart suddenly young again,

The long-silent heart began to stir once more.

She hadn’t been married in billions of years,

Assumed she had let go completely, no longer youthful and impetuous, who knew those shadows of her dear love would appear again before her eyes, making her show nostalgia again,

"And, Qin Hong, she has a shadow of master, while Yudula suits my preferences... If there’s an opportunity, I could wed both of them as well."

"In this life, I want to live without regrets."

Her gaze became deep.

If Fu Qingjun were here, he’d be very shocked.

No wonder she was the most corrupt behind-the-scenes hand of prehistory, she started thinking about building a harem as soon as she returned, to mend regrets, with cold Saintess, enchanting Demoness, and lovely childhood sweetheart....

The most outrageous part is wanting to poach people under my nose, Yudula and Qin Hong!

I haven’t even made a move on them and you want to take my apprentices for your harem??

Your life’s regret is just this???

"Yes, that’s the second item."

She seemed assured as she continued writing on the yellow paper, "The third item is about the Venerable of Creation’s mysterious prophecy and the reincarnated Amiro...."

She pondered for a few seconds, but couldn’t think of a result.

According to her calculations, everyone’s rules are reshuffled here, giving the opponent a chance to defeat her, she won’t be at a disadvantage against the opponent.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t agree,

Even here, she still holds an advantage, and this entire new pattern is something she feels is an opportunity for breakthrough, perhaps transcendence.

The legendary eighth tier,

Surpassing the cosmos itself, truly transcending nature!

Not just a Celestial Venerable acting on behalf of heaven, but a greater unimaginable truly independent existence.

After carefully reflecting on these three plans, she began to organize her present moment,

"Hmm, I am thirteen years old now, in three months, the sect will come here to inspect our talents; my two lovely brothers and I will be evaluated."

"They will beat and insult me, saying they pursue the way, while I pursue the toilet; they will take me to the sect as a maid, a servant, their intention is to train me until a certain period, then sell me as a cauldron to others, or use me to ingratiate powerful people."

Her expression turned calm, naturally remembering the good those two discount brothers did for her, quietly planning,

"In this life, I will seize the chance to meet master early, create opportunities for encounters within the sect, and the ancient Fengshun Ruins will soon open, inside lie the heritage of the ancient Sixth-level Wizard Mills..."

"The previous life, master was injured trying to seize the ruins, causing her to have hidden injuries in the future when I apprenticed to her, creating a series of tragic chain reactions, and in this life, I must mend the regrets..."

Sixth-level heritage ruins, not very eye-catching.

Yet, this cosmos has just opened up a few thousand years.

It’s currently the peak of Sixth-level civilization,

Sixth level is already the strongest existence in the cosmic galaxy, carving up planets, leaping across space,

Seventh level holds the rules of the vast cosmos, Saints, Celestial Venerables, yet that requires reaching outside the cosmic membrane to seize rules, and those rules are living beings, making becoming a Saint much harder than imagined!

Sixth-level galaxy is enough as her stepping stone.

"I wonder how others will rise?" Her expression was calm, her hands clasped behind her back as she gazed at the starry sky, "I reckon they haven’t even grasped the rules of this cosmos yet, still exploring."