The Cubs Can’t Possibly Be This Well-Behaved! – CH144

Chapter 144

Before him stretched a desolate wasteland. After countless years of war, disaster, plague, and famine, most life had perished. Only scavengers—snakes, insects, rats, and ants—remained, feeding on the corpses left behind.

The air was thick with resentment, forming a persistent blood mist that blanketed every corner of the planet. It crept steadily toward the remaining patches of pure land and sky.

The environment was so hostile that even demons could not survive.

Suspended in midair, Su Ci gazed down with a calm and indifferent expression.

Just awakened from his long slumber, his slightly curled golden hair flowed loosely down his back, swaying gently in the wind. His mesmerizing eyes shifted between pale gold and blood red.

The planet had been corrupted by resentment, and even the Earth Spirit had not escaped unscathed.

Yet the young man’s demeanor remained composed.

Confronted with the chaos upon waking, he was initially surprised but quickly accepted the state of things with equanimity.

He had lived for far too long. Everything in the world had become dull to him, and he was weary of the cycles of rise and fall, of meeting and parting.

Thus, he had retreated more and more into slumber, letting time slip by in his dreams.

But this time, the living beings of the earth had unleashed a catastrophe of such magnitude that it not only led to their own destruction but also disturbed his long rest.

If no action were taken, the resentment would eventually consume him and spread into the endless void, enslaving him to its will.

No matter how disenchanted with life he was, such a fate was unacceptable.

And so, he chose to act.

Brilliant golden light surged from his body, and his red robes billowed in the wind like flames.

Even someone as powerful as Su Ci had no simple solution to counter such immense resentment.

Thus, he endured excruciating, bone-deep pain to sever the portion of his soul tainted by resentment. Using this fragment as a sacrifice, he performed the most powerful sealing technique since the formation of the heavens and the earth—

The winds howled, and the skies churned. As Su Ci’s severed fragment of his soul sank into the earth, the resentment and vengeful spirits that filled the heavens and the earth were drawn into the ground, sealed completely.

The world was cleansed.

Yet, with the resentment absorbed into the earth, the already dwindling vitality of the planet withered rapidly, until the world fell into a lifeless silence.

The planet became a dead star.

The young man, his golden eyes restored, slowly opened them. His once radiant golden hair had turned completely silver.

Now reduced to a single remnant of his soul, he was like a flickering candle in the wind, ready to extinguish at any moment.

This was the closest Su Ci had ever come to death.

As the Earth Spirit, if he possessed enough will to survive, he might have endured, waiting for the day the earth would revive. But…

He had lived for far too long.

Even the vibrant, flourishing world of the past had felt dull to him. How much less meaningful was this desolate, empty existence with no one but himself?

Death seemed the best resolution.

His figure began to fade, but a faint smile appeared on his face, as if he were seeing “old friends” who had departed many years ago.

Gods must be emotionless to endure alongside the heavens and earth.

But in the end, he could never truly become a god.

Looking up at the sky, Su Ci realized his only regret in this life was never seeing the world beyond.

But now, it no longer mattered.

He stood quietly in the air, awaiting eternal rest. Yet, just as his consciousness began to fade, a shift occurred in the void before him.

A vortex slowly formed, emitting a platinum light. It started with a gentle rotation, then spun faster and faster, eventually transforming into a small, platinum-colored orb of light.

Su Ci stared, momentarily stunned.

The platinum light orb flew eagerly toward him, its emotions radiating urgency and determination, as though it were stumbling in its haste to reach him.

This light… was a newly born spirit.

“You are… the Heavenly Dao?” Su Ci murmured, unable to hide his surprise. “To awaken at this moment… your timing is rather unfortunate.”

For an inanimate force to become sentient was exceedingly rare, especially something as abstract and intangible as the Heavenly Dao—the embodiment of universal laws without a concrete form.

Through the ages, Su Ci had often wondered whether the Heavenly Dao might one day gain sentience. If it did, perhaps it could become a truly emotionless god, free from the bonds and entanglements that had ensnared him.

Yet, as centuries turned to millennia, this hope faded into obscurity. He had long since resigned himself to the near impossibility of such an event.

But today, at the very moment the earth fell silent and he stood on the brink of eternal rest, the Heavenly Dao had awakened and come to him.

For a fleeting moment, Su Ci felt a complex surge of emotions, but it did not reignite his will to survive.

He was simply too tired. All he wanted now was a sleep from which he would never awaken.

“Don’t!”

“Su, please don’t die!”

The small orb of light elongated, transforming into the figure of a young human. The figure had youthful features, with a face still tinged with boyish innocence, platinum hair that shimmered like the light, and a look of earnest pleading on his handsome face.

Su Ci gazed at him calmly.

His true name consisted of a single character, “Su.”

In ancient times, practitioners rarely used their true names openly, as doing so made them vulnerable to enemies. Following this tradition, he had added a second character to “Su” to conceal his identity.

How could this child possibly know…?

Then it struck him—this being was the Heavenly Dao incarnate. That explained everything.

“Apologies…”

Before Su Ci could finish his sentence, the young man before him suddenly gave him a faintly sorrowful smile. His newly formed spirit body radiated a dazzling, brilliant light.

His expression became solemn, and he began to chant:

“In the name of the Rules, I sacrifice all my power to rewrite them—”

His platinum eyes bore deeply into Su Ci, filled with an unspoken emotion. In the end, all his sorrow transformed into a blessing.

“From this moment on, the Earth Spirit will no longer be bound to the earth. He can go wherever he wishes to go!”

A thunderous boom followed. The ancient rules that had bound the Earth Spirit to the earth shattered completely at his words.

Su Ci stood in stunned disbelief.

Go anywhere he wanted…? He stared blankly at the young man.

As the youth sacrificed all his power, his newly formed spirit body began to fade, turning more and more translucent as his vitality ebbed away.

Su Ci knew all too well the immense cost of rewriting such a fundamental rule.

“You’re free now, Su,” the young man said with a smile.

“Why would you do this?” Su Ci asked, bewildered.

“The outer heavens… don’t you want to see them?” the dissipating youth replied, his smile tinged with warmth.

Su Ci frowned, displeased at having his thoughts so easily discerned.

“Don’t be angry…”

“I’ve been watching you for a long time. You didn’t know it, but…”

The young man reached out, hesitantly touching Su Ci’s cheek. When Su Ci did not pull away, he gently cupped Su Ci’s face with both hands. Then—

Before Su Ci could react, the young man leaned in and softly kissed his lips.

Their lips barely brushed before the youth’s figure dissolved into shimmering platinum light.

His final words echoed through the heavens:

“If we meet again, will you give me a chance?”

The sincere, passionate declaration of love lingered in the void for a long time before finally fading.

It was only then that Su Ci came back to himself.

His pale, slender fingers brushed against his lips. The kiss had been so sudden… He lifted his gaze to the now-empty world around him, the stillness making the earlier events feel like nothing more than a dream.

But the changed rules confirmed that everything had indeed happened.

After a long pause, Su Ci lowered his hand.

He gazed at the sky, toward the now-slumbering Heavenly Dao, and murmured softly, “At the very least, you could have told me your name…”

The final words dissolved into a faint sigh.

Su Ci looked up at the brilliant, dazzling stars above. His fragile soul body no longer faded; instead, it transformed into a golden orb of light and began to ascend, flying toward the depths of the universe.

This freedom was indeed what he had always longed for.

The outer heavens—he would see them!

With the departure of the Earth Spirit, the planet fell into complete silence.

As time passed and stars shifted, traces of life began to reappear on the land. Simultaneously, the resentment sealed within the earth gradually developed sentience over the ages.

The Spirit of Resentment ceaselessly assaulted the seal, and one day, the seal weakened. A large number of vengeful spirits escaped from the earth.

They roamed the land, generating waves of resentment that once again engulfed the entire planet.

This was the day when humanity in the prison star’s bases first noticed the arrival of the blood mist.

If the blood mist were left unchecked, the 36 bases on the prison star would face annihilation, and the terrifying resentment would spread into the universe, consuming countless more lives.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, the Spirit of Rules reappeared on the earth.

But his power had not fully recovered. All he could do was confine the blood mist to this planet and establish new rules to protect the human bases. Afterward, he hid himself within one of the bases…

Until today, when the rules broke, and the Spirit of Resentment found and captured him.

In the sealed space, Su Ci gently removed the mask.

With the return of the memories contained within the mask, he recalled everything that had happened after he left the planet.

He had wandered the universe for countless eons, absorbing energy from the cosmos to gradually restore his weakened spirit. But after an unknowable span of time, he grew weary of the endless wandering.

The grander and more beautiful the universe became, the more acutely he felt his solitude.

Su Ci had considered destroying himself again, but every time he thought of the Heavenly Dao who had sacrificed everything for him, he abandoned the idea.

Eventually, guided by a familiar aura, he settled on a new planet and transformed himself into a true human, sealing all his memories deep within his soul.

When he returned to this planet, those old memories were reawakened. However, the sheer weight of those memories overwhelmed and destroyed the human personality he had built. That was why, when he woke up on the spaceship, he had forgotten everything.

Of course, the knowledge he had learned remained intact, which was why basic understanding and common sense still surfaced in his mind.

Now, as Su Ci looked at Zhou Yan, his expression grew undeniably complex.