"What is the purpose? I don't really know. Perhaps I just thought of it and did it."
"However... haven't you all made your choices?"
Suddenly, Mu Changqing's figure appeared behind Xu Wensu at some unknown time.
The hand that gently patted Xu Wensu's shoulder made him tense up, as if standing at the edge of a cold abyss.
Mu Changqing's words, however, filled him with terror. The boundless fear made him feel as though all his plans were as childish as a child's playthings in Mu Changqing's eyes.
"Sir... Sir, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
Mu Changqing withdrew his hand, shook his head with a smile.
"You are all like frogs in a well, never knowing what existence you are facing. Before me, these little tricks are too naive."
"However, I am willing to play along with you for a while. After all, the civilization of this era is quite interesting. I have time, no rush. Ten years? A hundred years? A thousand years? Ten thousand years? To me, it's just a flick of the wrist. Prepare yourselves well, and don't disappoint me."
Mu Changqing whispered into his ear, his breath making Xu Wensu unable to maintain his composure and pretense, his body involuntarily collapsing to the ground.
After a long while, when he regained his senses.
He then realized that Mu Changqing had already left at some unknown time.
The surrounding space had long since returned to normal, leaving him sitting pale and limp on the ground, attracting the attention of passersby.
"Heh heh, a madman, a mad god, the calamity of Blue Star."
Xu Wensu weakly got up, his face filled with despair.
His ultimate trump card was merely a child's toy in Mu Changqing's eyes.
Yet, Mu Changqing did not destroy it, but instead gave him time to prepare.
Such arrogant behavior was either the act of a fool or someone with invincible confidence, fearless of any possible variables.
Finally, his complex thoughts turned into a sigh. Xu Wensu tore through space and disappeared from the spot, no longer caring what others thought.
...
Subsequently, Mu Changqing began his journey on Blue Star, transforming into a mortal and indulging in the mortal world.
He would imitate mortals, starting a nine-to-five life, rushing to make a living.
However, saying nine-to-five with weekends off was merely a deception orchestrated by the top figures.
Overtime was the norm, and no holidays were the norm.
Yet, Mu Changqing found joy in it.
Because he was the supreme controller of the destinies of all living beings, possessing the capital to flip the table at any time.
The other true ordinary people, however, could only live a mediocre life, like robots, following the plans of the top figures, with no choice but to live out their lives.
Sometimes they would learn to resist, their thoughts would awaken.
But in the end, they would also choose to submit, continuing a life with a predictable end, allowing themselves to be manipulated by the top figures for their entire lives.
For a hundred years, Mu Changqing experienced all aspects of life on Blue Star.
One day, Mu Changqing shed the work clothes that bound mortals and returned to his original form.
"Interesting. A group of mortals being manipulated, knowing it's someone else's game, yet having no choice but to be played."
"Unfortunately, those who deceive others do not realize that they themselves are mere ants."
Mu Changqing's figure disappeared, crossing infinite space in a single step, appearing on a gray planet.
Here, there was no oxygen suitable for mortals to survive, only cold, desolate land.
At this moment, nearly ten thousand powerful mortal cultivators were gathered on this gray planet.
They were all top powerhouses from various aristocratic families, and the deceivers of Blue Star.
Currently, they all looked tense, their faces visibly filled with endless fear.
Fear of the unknown.
The instant Mu Changqing's figure appeared like a ghost, everyone held their breath, looking up at Mu Changqing's majestic figure with tension.
Mu Changqing carried his hands behind his back, flicked his sleeve, and a huge imperial throne of purple flames appeared behind him. The terrifying purple flames caused extreme distortion in the surrounding space.
If not for Mu Changqing stabilizing the strength of this space, it would have already collapsed.
"Are you ready?"
Mu Changqing leaned on the imperial throne, looking at Xu Wensu, who stood before him, with a hint of mockery.
Upon seeing Mu Changqing's appearance, Xu Wensu still could not control the fear that coursed through his body. He trembled and took a step forward, respectfully asking.
"Sir, you have spent a hundred years playing on Blue Star. Have you changed your mind and are willing to spare Blue Star?"
Xu Wensu still harbored a sliver of hope and asked.
"Spare? The existence of Blue Star is inherently a game. You are all just lab rats for others, and I am merely here to end this cyclical tragedy for you. You... are truly ignorant, not knowing what a gift this is."
As he spoke, Mu Changqing's face turned cold, purple flames dancing in his eyes, filled with boundless evil and forbidden power.
His demeanor of looking down on the world and disregarding all beings inspired dread and terror.
Hearing this, everyone looked confused, unable to comprehend the meaning of Mu Changqing's words.
Only Xu Wensu remained silent for a moment, not refuting.
He had achieved his current position with the help of a ghostly figure.
However, it was also because he stood high enough that he knew the tragic fate of Blue Star.
But, even if Mu Changqing were telling the truth, he would still prefer Blue Star to deceive itself and live in a dream.
"If that's the case, Sir, you are still unwilling to spare Blue Star?"
Taking a deep breath, Xu Wensu's expression darkened as he spoke.
Mu Changqing let out a sneer, shook his head, propped his head with his right hand, his black hair casually falling onto the imperial throne.
The surrounding purple flames raged, like a world of purgatory, the source of infinite evil and darkness.
"Come, let me see what means you possess to achieve what you have today."
Mu Changqing spoke again.
Suddenly, Xu Wensu took half a step back, and a ghostly figure emerged from his body.
Its aura reached the terrifying realm of a True Immortal. To Mu Changqing, it was an ant, but to Blue Star, it was a supreme being.
"Who... who is he?"
"He must be the terrifying existence behind Manager Xu."
"Could he also be an ancient, revived deity? Such a terrifying aura."
Everyone discussed in hushed tones, their faces filled with hope.
After all, in their understanding, the Immortal realm represented supreme existence, all beings beyond reach, like gods.
Mu Changqing was not surprised, his gaze calmly assessing the soul entity.
Its aura was not ancient, it had lived at most tens of thousands of years, still young.
However, its soul seemed to have undergone a cleansing, but it was not completely clean, and it seemed to have revived.
The ghostly figure took a step forward, bowed respectfully to Mu Changqing, then raised his head and said.
"Sir, you are one of the figures behind the scenes. Why are you interfering in Blue Star's affairs prematurely? The time has not yet come. If you act like this, won't you break the rules, and won't you be afraid of others holding you accountable?"
Hearing this, Mu Changqing's purple eyes flickered.
He roughly guessed that this ghostly figure considered him one of the masterminds controlling Blue Star.
And this ghostly figure had clearly experienced the failure of the Blue Star experiment, had been cleansed by those behind the scenes, but for some reason, he had miraculously survived.
"Heh heh, the figures behind the scenes? Don't worry, after I end your tragic fate, those figures behind the scenes will naturally reveal themselves. They... are actually mere ants in my eyes."
Mu Changqing slowly rose, casually tidying his black robe, purple flames dancing around him, brilliant and eerie.
"Come, let me see if your hundred years of preparation are worth making me flinch even for a moment."