Chapter 373: The Blade of Ruthlessness

The Sound of the Origin of the Dao.
When Po Wuang heard this enduring “Dao” sound echoing throughout space, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
“The Sound of the Origin of the Dao?” Chen Xiao also froze upon hearing Po Wuang’s words. The next moment, his gaze turned to Mo Xian, who was still in meditation within the Reincarnation Array.
The Sound of the Origin of the Dao mentioned by Po Wuang was actually emitted by Mo Xian. It was a voice that remained unchanged, as if it had existed since eternity, never fading in the boundless chaos. This voice merely continued to proclaim one existence—the Dao.
However, this Sound of the Origin of the Dao was different from the Dao sound created by Chen Xiao. Yet Chen Xiao couldn’t explain exactly what the difference was.
“I never expected someone to comprehend the Sound of the Origin of the Dao… It seems that this time, the Chaos Calamity, at the end of reincarnation, will truly be broken, and the Dao will return to its normal operation.” Po Wuang’s expression kept changing, showing both joy and melancholy.
“What exactly is the Sound of the Origin of the Dao?”
Chen Xiao asked.
“The Sound of the Origin of the Dao…” A faint aura emanated from Po Wuang, as if all beings were rejoicing. “It is the voice of the Dao itself.”
“Hm?”
Chen Xiao was stunned, his brows slightly furrowed as if deep in thought.
“The Sound of the Origin of the Dao is different from that other Dao sound. The other Dao sound is a product of the laws of sound under the Dao. Though it proclaims the great Dao and explains the truths of reincarnation and the essence of the Dao, it is still, in essence, the Dao expressing itself through rules… But this Sound of the Origin of the Dao comes directly from the Dao itself.”
Po Wuang took a deep breath. “In the primordial chaos, before anything emerged or was born, before heaven and earth were created, before rules or destinies appeared, there was the Dao within the chaos. The Dao gave rise to one in that chaos, and from one came two—these became the Celestial Marks and the Celestial Orbits. Only when the Celestial Marks appeared did rules emerge… Before that, there was only one sound in the chaos—the sound produced when the Dao created one by shaking the chaos itself, which is the Sound of the Origin of the Dao.”
“After two appeared, the original pathways transformed into rules, governing the workings of chaos and the rise and fall of heaven and earth. The laws of sound also arose as a result. But these laws of sound can never surpass the Sound of the Origin of the Dao. It can be said that this Sound of the Origin of the Dao represents half of the existence of one, coexisting with one, and is even stronger than the Celestial Orbits and Marks that symbolize two.”
Po Wuang’s eyes sparkled as he looked at Mo Xian in the Reincarnation Array.
After hearing Po Wuang’s words, Chen Xiao slowly nodded in understanding. But on the other side, Yu Hua was completely confused. Ever since Po Wuang told him that the Way of Life and Death couldn’t form Dao runes, his mind had already become unsettled. Now, with Po Wuang explaining the Sound of the Origin of the Dao, his mind was even more confused.
“The Way of Life and Death… Hmph. Even that terrifying existence above the Celestial Orbits, which disrupts reincarnation, hasn’t managed to form Life and Death runes, let alone you.”

Po Wang looked at Yu Hua, thought for a moment, and said, “Enough. Although the Way of Life and Death cannot be used to form runes or achieve the supreme realm, your foundation is extremely solid. A great battle will soon begin, and the Way of Living Beings also needs to be passed on… The Way of Life and Death… How can beings survive? Fear of death, longing for life!”
“What do you mean, senior?” Yu Hua’s eyes lit up suddenly. Though he couldn’t understand Po Wang’s conversation with Chen Xiao, having witnessed Chen Xiao’s tactics before, he knew what kind of person this one was as well.
“You shall be my third disciple,” Po Wang said calmly.
“Disciple Yu Hua pays respects to his master!”
Without hesitation, Yu Hua knelt in mid-air and performed 390 prostrations as a ritual of becoming a disciple.
“Po Wang, you’re really good at planning,” Chen Xiao said with a smirk. “Yu Hua is my wife’s grandfather… By taking him as a disciple, you’re essentially becoming someone from my great-grandfather’s generation.”
Chen Xiao said this half-jokingly.
“Considering age, do you think such hierarchical distinctions still matter?” Po Wang shrugged.
Chen Xiao sniffed and promptly shut his mouth.
“Ah!”
Suddenly, Xi Xi, who was sleeping in another reincarnation array, let out a thunderous roar.
“The rules of night are formed!”
With a bang, the seed of rule that Ming Ye had planted in Xi Xi’s soul suddenly sprouted, forming a rule of night. An endless darkness slowly emanated from Xi Xi’s body.
Now, the once bright Xi Xi had completely turned into a black little flesh ball. Strangely enough, the pair of wings on his back remained black and white, unchanged.
“Hehe, with the rules of night and yin-yang wings born from a primordial spiritual body, this little guy’s future achievements are bound to be remarkable,” Po Wang said, laughing after a brief moment of surprise at Xi Xi.
“Mm… Who are you… Of course, Great Xi Xi’s achievements are far greater. Now, Great Xi Xi is already a Divine Lord above even the Supreme God,” Xi Xi said proudly, standing up and puffing out his chest.
However, he didn’t realize that all the people present were capable of crushing a Divine Lord with just one finger.
“Grandpa… Wow, Chen Xiao, you’re not dead?” When Xi Xi saw Chen Xiao, he habitually jumped onto his head and settled down comfortably.
“Mm, no golden nest or silver nest can compare to Chen Xiao’s head.”
“…”
The three of them were speechless looking at Xi Xi.
“It should be time for Xian Xian to emerge from seclusion now,” Chen Xiao said, forcibly pulling Xi Xi off his head and placing him in Yu Hua’s arms, then turning his gaze to another reincarnation array.
At that moment, within that array, the sound of the Source of the Dao still resounded through space, and light dots began to gather from all directions in chaos.
Gradually, a rune that seemed both formless and tangible slowly formed and merged into the reincarnation array.
“The Dao!”
Suddenly, a clear and pleasant voice proclaimed the ultimate truth that the Dao gives rise to all things, echoing through the air.

The Cycle Array slowly dissipated, and Mo Xian’s graceful figure gradually reappeared. At this moment, Mo Xian still possessed her usual stunning beauty, but her aura had undergone a tremendous transformation. The mysteries of the Dao continuously emanated from her, influencing everything around her at all times. “The form of the Dao is pleasing to the eye, its sound is delightful to hear…” Po Wang shook his head. “Creation can no longer produce someone like her… Perhaps the daughter of the Dao is you.” He murmured to himself, having comprehended the Way of all living beings—in his eyes, all creatures were the same. Yet now, upon seeing Mo Xian, he couldn’t help but sigh. “Sis?” At that moment, Xi Xi poked her head out of Yu Hua’s arms, blinking her pitch-black eyes and speaking in a trembling voice. “Uuuu…” Suddenly, this fearless little one darted out of Yu Hua’s arms and rushed into Mo Xian’s embrace. Seeing Xi Xi, Mo Xian became emotionally stirred as well. She held her tightly and softly uttered soothing words to calm her. “Xi Xi, weren’t you golden before? How did you turn black?” Only after Xi Xi’s emotions stabilized did Mo Xian ask curiously. “Little girl?!” Chen Xiao was stunned by Mo Xian’s words. Even Xi Xi herself was stunned. “Um, sis, I… I…” The little one, who always called herself “Lord Xi Xi,” was at a loss for words. “Xian Xian, Xi Xi, who is she… um…” Chen Xiao wanted to ask if Xi Xi was female, but felt it might not be appropriate, so he hesitated. “Yes, Xi Xi is my sister. She was very cute when she was little. Chen Xiao, did you turn her into this… a black lump of flesh?” Mo Xian frowned, but moments later, something seemed to occur in her heart, and her expression relaxed. “I see. It seems she’s gained great benefits.” Comprehending the original sound of the Dao and using it to form runes was far more powerful than ordinary sound-based Dao patterns. Now, Mo Xian could even hear everything and even voices from the past. She had already heard the echoes of Chen Xiao and the others’ conversation, understanding the truth. However, she couldn’t hear the future—the past was unchanging and fixed, but the future was full of changes and unpredictable; even a single grain of sand could affect future events. “Um, Xian Xian, Xi Xi…” Chen Xiao still found it hard to accept—this “lord” had suddenly become the older sister? Xi Xi, in Mo Xian’s arms, was also extremely curious. “Xi Xi, she is indeed female,” Yu Hua spoke up. “But her race is too powerful. I thought that by helping her comprehend the rules and become a Divine Lord, she could enter the growth phase. Who would have thought she’s still in the larval stage… If you had two infants in front of you, could you tell the difference between male and female?”

Chen Xiao nodded with a bitter smile. “A Divine Lord in her larval stage, okay. But what level of cultivation will she reach once she matures…?”
“I can’t even identify her race.” Po Wang frowned. This ancient monster, who had existed even before the emergence of the Chaos Calamity, couldn’t recognize Xi Xi’s race.
…
A man and a woman, like a pair of deities, walked slowly across the sky. Though their steps seemed slow and leisurely, and not very large, in the blink of an eye, the creatures on the ground could no longer see them.
This pair of deities were Chen Xiao and Mo Xian.
Yu Hua and Xi Xi had been left behind by Po Wang to be trained for future challenges. After all, the end of the cycle was approaching, and a new round of Chaos Calamity was about to arise. Only by enhancing their strength could they have a chance of survival.
Yu Hua and Xi Xi were already extraordinary, especially Xi Xi. Po Wang couldn’t even predict how far she would go once she grew up.
But Po Wang had said something that left Chen Xiao and Mo Xian uncertain: “Even if I return to my peak strength, I won’t be the strongest in the chaos. Excluding that terrifying existence above the Heavenly Track, there are countless things in the chaos—only the Dao knows them all… As for the source of the end of the cycle, the destruction of heaven and earth… After enduring a hundred thousand calamities, if he wants to kill me, he probably won’t even need the Heavenly Track.”
“Xiao, are you afraid?” Mo Xian suddenly asked.
“Afraid? Of course I am.” Chen Xiao smiled, scratched Mo Xian’s delicate nose, and said, “But what can we do? Even if we’re afraid, we still have to fight, right?”
Mo Xian nodded. “Because of you, I’m not afraid. I’m not afraid even of death.”
“I’m afraid something might happen to you. Hehe.”
Chen Xiao smiled. “Let’s go. I want to meet my mother.”
“Mother…” Hearing Chen Xiao’s words, a hint of sadness appeared on Mo Xian’s face.
“Xianxian, I know where your parents are. Once I bring back my mother, I’ll take you to find them,” Chen Xiao said with a smile.
“Hm?” Mo Xian was stunned, but then a smile appeared on her face. She gently took Chen Xiao’s arm and leaned into his embrace.
…
“Chen Xiao, you’ve really grown up.”
In the Main God’s Space, Shui Miao, dressed in blue and with blue hair, let out a soft sigh.
“If it weren’t for the sound of the Dao’s origin awakening my dormant memories, I’d probably still be in a daze.” Shui Miao shook her head gently. “Changsheng, Hunyuan, Wulan, Youlong, Shentian, Xiuanwen—who else remembers these six names?”
“Even after countless cycles and all things changing, the six of us remain the same… If Xiuanwen can also hear the sound of the Dao’s origin…”
Shui Miao lowered her head, her expression complex.
“Shui Miao.” Suddenly, a voice sounded. And now, in the whole world, there was probably only one person who still called her by that name.
“These are the notes of the sound of the Dao’s origin.” A golden Dao character slowly floated down in front of Shui Miao.

Shui Miao took the note and then said, “Chen Xiao, thank you this time. If we can’t survive this great calamity, you must live on. When the next cycle begins, we will meet again.” Shui Miao’s figure gradually faded away, and she was no longer visible in the Supreme God’s space. “Will the next cycle begin?” Chen Xiao stared at the spot where Shui Miao had been, feeling extremely lost. “If I hadn’t always known that someone else actually resides in your heart, what would be happening now?” All along, Chen Xiao had suppressed his feelings for Shui Miao, even forcing himself not to think in that direction. From the moment he met her, he knew that even though Shui Miao claimed to be an inanimate spirit, deep within her lay the shadow of another person. At that time, the newly born Shen Tian couldn’t express her emotions through facial expressions; since she couldn’t express them, she didn’t try to hide them either. That longing from the depths of her heart could be sensed by any ordinary person on Earth. But as Shui Miao’s emotions grew more complex, that longing from the depths of her heart completely disappeared—or rather, was hidden away. Yet Chen Xiao knew it still existed. “Through countless cycles of calamity, are it still you? Who exactly are you?” In the heavens, Chen Xiao raised his head and looked at the blue sky, this world transformed from the Eternal Immortal Lord. “In other Chaos Realms, no Immortal Lord has ever fought against that existence’s shadow, breaking the origin. Only the Eternal Immortal Lord has done so, transforming into the origin world. Then came the Hunyuan Immortal Lord, the Wulan Immortal Lord, the Youlong Immortal Lord…” Chen Xiao lowered his head and sighed softly. “Can’t bear to leave her?” Mo Xian was beside him, watching Chen Xiao’s expression with a jealous look, pouting her lips. “Hehe,” Chen Xiao smiled. “If I couldn’t bear to leave her, then you wouldn’t be here with me now.” “Hmph, at least you know what’s good for you.” Only then did Mo Xian give up. “Xianxian, you can hear voices from the past. Do you know what kind of beings those six—Eternal, Hunyuan, Wulan, Youlong, Shen Tian, Xiouwen—were before the endless Chaos Calamities?” Suddenly, Chen Xiao asked. “Eternal, Hunyuan, Wulan, Youlong, Shen Tian, Xiouwen?” Mo Xian lowered her head, concentrating, as runes slowly appeared on her forehead. With a clang! Suddenly, the celestial map hidden in Chen Xiao’s mind moved, and a bright stream of light shot out from it. Qi Tian Kuo! Qi Tian Kuo, which Chen Xiao had completely forgotten in a corner, appeared at this moment. In Chen Xiao’s eyes, Qi Tian Kuo was a celestial weapon, the weapon of one of the Nine Heavenly Sovereigns. In fact, after understanding emotions and the truths of the Dao, Chen Xiao had lost interest in the celestial map and no longer paid attention to its celestial weapons, which he had forgotten entirely. But it seemed now that Qi Tian Kuo wasn’t as he had thought. All along, Chen Xiao had assumed Qi Tian Kuo was a celestial weapon because its origin was the same as that of the celestial map—both stemming from the origin trajectory.

But now, after learning about the Origin Trail, he suddenly realized that he had overlooked many issues all along. The Origin Spirit Fire generated by the Origin Trail was something he obtained from the Tianlong Secret Treasures, while the second Origin Spirit Fire, the so-called Fire Origin Spirit Fire, was given to him by a mysterious woman named Yushi Huan. Now, the problems he thought he had solved reappeared. “Wulan among those six names left traces on this; I can hear them,” Mo Xian said, looking at Qi Tian Jue with a complex expression. Then she added, “And this so-called Qi Tian Jue wasn’t originally like this; it seems to be a fragment of another existence… Its current form was created by later people through refinement. As for whether the name Wulan is a trace left by that entire entity or by later ones, I don’t know. On this thing, there are only Wulan’s and your traces.” Chen Xiao nodded helplessly—it seemed no clues could be found in Qi Tian Jue itself. “However, I can sense its previous name,” Mo Xian’s expression grew even more complex. “Qi Tian Jue’s previous name?” Chen Xiao was stunned. “Blade of Indifference,” Mo Xian said slowly, emphasizing each word.