Chapter 64 - 64
Wasn't this the same as crushing all the alternate dimensions together into one giant mass?
Shen Qingqiu didn't think such an idea was inconceivable. On the contrary, he was certain that, so long as one held the Heart Devil sword, this seemingly preposterous notion was absolutely possible. Because this was the basis of the original work!
In the finale, the merging of two worlds was exactly what Luo Binghe achieved, as a way to finally unify the realm of demons and cultivation by his own demented design. Before, Shen Qingqiu had always believed that this original "Luo Binghe" was the one he was most familiar with.
But thinking on it now, somehow that character seemed very strange and distant. That "Luo Binghe" cared not of the devastation such a plan would leave in its wake. His only reasoning was that two separate realms were rather unfavorable to his regime. Furthermore, the resources were rather unevenly distributed which caused all the demon wives and kids to make such a ruckus every day, annoying him to no end. Finally, he decided he was done with it and just merged everything to make managing it all more convenient.
Shen Qingqiu's voice dropped low. "So this was the 'present' you wanted to send? Don't you think it's a bit too malicious on your part?"
Tianlang-Jun rubbed his chin in contemplation, then spoke in that cultured tone of his. "I really harbor no ill will towards them at all–I love the human world very much, and it's long been a long-cherished wish of mine for deeper communication between the two races."
Shen Qingqiu raised an eyebrow. "Has Tianlang-Jun truly never considered the consequences? Or perhaps you simply don't care? Even if the demons can adapt to living in the human world, how many non-cultivating humans do you think can adapt to living among demons? Or, in other words," he chose his next words carefully, "even if you 'love' humankind, can you guarantee that all demons agree? The two worlds have been separated since ancient times, but even so, we have had countless disputes. If they were to suddenly merge, I'm afraid that there will not be a single day of peace ahead."
Tianlang-Jun answered rather grudgingly, "Peak Lord Shen is truly one from the Four Great Sects–all of you sing along to the same tune. Perhaps it seems a bit rash, but that is not at all my intention. With failure so close at hand, I must see this through until the end. We will merge first and deal with the aftermath slowly as it comes. In the face of unchangeable circumstances, even those that cannot adapt will eventually learn to accept it."
There really was some kind of law that every BOSS needed to have a bad case of chuunibyou syndrome. But Tianlang-Jun was a bit of a special case. Perhaps he was once the young, naive type of chuuni who imagined himself to be the savior of the world, the one destined to forge love and peace between the two races. But after being crushed beneath Bailu Peak for so many years, he was now the type of chuuni that carried a deep, undying resentment in his heart. Actions that could break heaven and earth were merely "a bit rash."
And that last bit was exactly the kind of logic rapists use: assuming that your partner will relent in the end so you might as well force yourself on them, take what you want, and deal with the consequences later.
Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but ask, "You and Su Xiyan...could it be that the two of you were just another part of this 'deeper communication between races'?"