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If Zhao Changhe were here to hear this conversation, he would come to understand many things.
Was the Night Emperor truly the ruler of the night and the stars?
Perhaps, but not entirely.
The stars were merely a symbol or a representation. In reality, the constellations of the Four Idols were deeply intertwined with the fundamental structures of heaven and earth: the four cardinal directions, four seasons, five elements, the cycles of light and darkness, life and death…. Together, they formed something far greater: rules.
She was not merely a sovereign of heaven and earth; she was a custodian of order itself. Her role extended beyond celestial dominion, it included the establishment of mortal emperors and the protection of humanity. The system of the ancient Night Emperor was an immaculate divine order, a structured theocratic empire vastly superior to the fragmented, makeshift pantheons that had sprung up since.
From the very start, Zhao Changhe had felt it; he had long since felt that the blind woman was obsessed with maintaining order. Not just because it was the duty of the spirit of the tome to abide by the rules, but because she, Ye Wuming, had been born this way.
And what, then, was the natural counterpart to rules? Chaos… That was Jiuyou. They were two halves of a whole—order and disorder, creation and destruction, structure and entropy. Their very existence was intertwined, a reflection of one another.
Yet, life was not a machine. Could a being truly exist in absolute adherence to order, never deviating? The Night Emperor’s rule, for all its grandeur, was cold. It...
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