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"Looking back now, wasn't my self-righteous behavior also a form of selfishness?"

Gray Sun shook his head self-deprecatingly.

Despite listening to You Yang's heartfelt and heavy words, You Yang's eyes remained relaxed.

He stepped forward, a relieved smile on his lips, and gently patted the illusory shoulder of the gray-haired Youyang.

"I can understand."

You Yang's voice was filled with tolerance and warmth, "After all, we are all the same kind of people at heart, and we don't like to bother others."

Even if... the person who needs to be bothered is another version of myself.

Is Chapter 361 the end? No, this is a new beginning! (The End)

On this desolate wasteland, Gray Sun sat silently, looking somewhat dejected, his figure appearing increasingly ethereal in the wind.

You Yang stood quietly to the side, watching him, and continued to ask softly, "So, in your world, do you know them?"

Gray Youyang shook his head slightly, a trace of melancholy reminiscence flashing in his eyes.

"do not know."

"The timeline I experienced was a completely different path from yours."

"However, I have heard of the names Lilith and Xie Wan'an."

"In my timeline, those two caused quite a stir, but as for the others, I know nothing about them."

"I see."

You Yang responded thoughtfully, and the surrounding atmosphere fell into a long silence once again.

You Yang lowered his head, gently toying with the shimmering gold fountain pen in his hand.

In a very instant, the light in his heterochromatic pupils suddenly sharpened!

The moment he had been waiting for had finally arrived!

Om-!

The deathly still space in front of them suddenly twisted violently, tearing open a hideous crack like a scar without warning.

A figure dressed in a gray casual jacket and black casual pants is flying at high speed from the other side of the rift, caught in the turbulent flow of time and space.

However, before Gu Qingyuan's figure could actually descend and touch this land, You Yang's pen was already waving in the air.

A burst of brilliant golden light erupted instantly, enveloping the figure and turning him upside down, bringing him back to the world he was supposed to be in.

After sending the original transmigrator away, You Yang's hands did not stop moving.

The golden radiance, powerful enough to rewrite reality, transformed at his fingertips into strands of resilient light, densely wrapping around the torn spatial rift before him.

He was like a craftsman mending the world, guiding golden threads to slowly and steadily stitch up the crack, bit by bit.

Watching Youyang's body gradually fade and disappear, the gray Youyang lowered his head, his voice hoarse: "I'm sorry..."

"You don't need to apologize to me."

You Yang's hands did not tremble; instead, a relieved smile appeared on his lips. "All of this... was my own choice!"

Gray Sun looked up and stared intently at him: "Have you seen the ending where you didn't choose to change everything?"

"Yes, I have."

You Yang's voice was soft, yet it revealed a resolute understanding of fate: "That ending... was also a despairing ending!"

Swish!

As You Yang brought down the final stroke of his pen, the spatial rift that stretched between heaven and earth was sealed shut, leaving no trace whatsoever.

After doing all this, You Yang's already translucent, jade-like body finally transformed into countless tiny specks of light, slowly dissipating in the breeze.

The golden pen then transformed into a warm golden light, tightly enveloping the fragments of his dissipating soul.

The illusory figure of Gray Sun also transformed into grayish-white mist, swirling and intertwining with the golden light, slowly rising into the no longer dim sky.

The blood-red D-wheel parked to the side transformed back into a massive red dragon in a dazzling burst of light.

It raised its head and let out a series of mournful cries that shook the heavens, then shot into the sky, trailing a long, fiery tail, and finally disappeared forever into the boundless horizon!

……

Time flies, and several years later, in Tian Shu City, the towering Duel Tower is bustling with activity.

In the bright and spacious hall, people coming and going all wore various dueling disks neatly on their wrists, and each person's face radiated confidence and composure.

The receptionist maintained a professional smile, looked at the two people standing in front of her, and asked with a hint of hesitation, "You two don't seem to be from the Eastern Alliance, do you?"

The man standing in front of the table had a neat short haircut and a charlatan's smile on his face. He politely replied, "That's right, we're from the Free Federation."

"What? Are foreigners not allowed to register for the competition?"

The staff member quickly waved his hand: "That's not what I meant."

"If that's not the case, then hurry up and log in your identity information!"

A clear, spoiled voice came from beside the man.

A girl, whose height was just level with the reception table, was standing on tiptoe, waving her little hands angrily and urging them on.

The staff member couldn't help but chuckle: "Okay, we'll process your registration now."

With the sound of typing on the keyboard, the procedures were completed quickly.

The girl snatched her ID card back, carefully putting it away while still muttering dissatisfaction under her breath:

"Which brainless idiot set up the reception and registration area so high that you can't reach it without standing on tiptoe?"

Is it possible that the table isn't too high, but rather that you're simply too short?

The man beside him chuckled and mercilessly revealed the cruel truth on the spot.

"You're the short one! Your whole family is short!"

The girl was hit where it hurt, and her face turned red with anger. She raised her foot and stomped hard on the man's shoe, but the man dodged it easily as if he had known beforehand.

Seeing that she had missed, the girl turned around angrily and complained, "Everyone in your Celestial Arbitrators is an idiot!"

"You were the ones who begged me to join in the first place, so why should I come all this way to participate in this kind of competition to prove my strength?"

"And what's more, they're even competing on the territory of other countries?"

"This is called aligning with international standards, and also getting to see the different fighting styles from different regions."

The man shrugged indifferently, not paying much attention to the girl's complaints.

The two bickered as they walked side by side toward the hall door.

Just as they were about to reach the door, they brushed past a pure-looking young girl running towards them.

The man's gaze swept over the girl, and a thoughtful expression immediately appeared in his deep eyes.

"It seems you've met a formidable opponent in this competition."

He turned his head and joked with the girl next to him.

Upon hearing this, the girl slapped away the man's hand that was reaching out to touch her head, took out the card deck from her pocket, and placed the blank cards with white borders at the top!

Her previously innocent gaze instantly sharpened like a knife, revealing a formidable edge: "Hmph, I don't care who my opponent is!"

"Anyway, I'm going to win!"

"Brother, hurry up!"

The girl who had just passed by walked briskly, like a bouncy little deer, trotting towards the reception desk.

Behind her came the boy's slightly breathless and helpless reply: "Phew... the registration deadline isn't today, what's the rush?"

"This is the first time in the history of Tian Shu City that a Masters Tournament has been held!"

The girl turned around excitedly, her fair fingers gently caressing a glittering card in her hand, her face filled with excitement and anticipation.

"That mysterious person who gave us the cards might also appear in this tournament!"

The boy sighed and rubbed his forehead. "I don't think that's very likely..."

"Huh? What did you say?"

The girl immediately stopped, narrowed her eyes slightly, and let out a threatening nasal sound.

"Um, I mean... he'll definitely show up!"

The boy, who had originally intended to refute the argument with facts and reason, immediately surrendered under the sharp gaze of his younger sister, who was like a sword.

His gaze involuntarily drifted to his chest, where he found another gleaming golden card!

At this moment, the staff at the reception desk were staring blankly at the two names that had just been entered on the computer screen: Tiandao Ren and Lilith.

She thought to herself, "These two names really do fit the cultural style of the Free Federation."

"Excuse me, we'd like to register for the competition!"

The girl's clear voice interrupted the staff member's thoughts.

The staff member quickly recovered and expertly closed the registration page, replacing it with a standard and enthusiastic professional smile:

"Okay, please hand over your ID cards so I can verify them."

When the staff saw the names displayed on the identity cards handed over by the brother and sister, their eyes lit up with excitement.

However, out of good professional ethics, she suppressed her excitement and did not say anything more on the spot.

She quickly typed her fingers on the keyboard, entering the two people's information into the system, and then respectfully handed the identity cards back to them with both hands.

As she handed back the card, she finally couldn't hold back any longer. Clenching her fists, she whispered excitedly, "Please, you must win the championship on the field, Miss Yuexi!"

"I've always been your fan!"

"what?"

Faced with this unexpected fan, Chen Yuexi was slightly taken aback at first, then immediately smiled and politely nodded in response, "Thank you for your support. I will definitely do my best to support you."

Chen Yuan, standing to the side with his arms crossed, was already used to his sister encountering fans anytime, anywhere.

"The formalities are done, let's go. Didn't you say you wanted to explore this place some more?"