191: Chapter 191 My Past Life Was Also Under My Mother's Control

Behind the seat of The Name Writer.

That hand held a brush.

The tip of the brush paused in mid-air, having written only two words.

[Cuilan.]

Inside Tianshu Dragon Garden.

A fine crack appeared on the peace buckle on Liu Cuilan's wrist.

A speck of grayish-white light seeped out from within it.

Jiang Jianguo stepped in front of her, his expression darkening.

"Again?"

Liu Cuilan looked down at the peace buckle, feeling a bit annoyed as well.

"Is there no end to this thing?"

In the communication channel, Li Yan cursed out loud.

"No, seriously, are they targeting Auntie's ancestors back eighteen generations?"

Zero Seven's voice was tight.

"More than that."

"The Name Writer isn't trying to change the current Liu Cuilan this time."

"He's digging through her past lives."

On the Inverted Chessboard.

Jiang Feng stood at the edge of the shattered chess pavilion.

The lunch box was still in the Dragon Girl's arms.

The ribs hadn't gone cold yet.

But the temperature on the chessboard had already chilled.

Behind the seat of The Name Writer, that aged voice spoke again.

"Jiang Feng."

"You have guarded her name for this life."

"But what about her previous life?"

"And the one before that?"

"If Liu Cuilan was, from the very source, the mother anchor placed into Blue Star by the Inverted Chessboard..."

"Is the one you are guarding still your mother?"

As the words fell.

A long, grayish-white scroll unfurled from behind The Name Writer's seat.

The scroll flipped open on its own.

The first page read—

[Cuilan the First.]

An image emerged.

In an ancient earthen house.

A woman in coarse cloth held Pangu Zero.

She hung a red peace buckle around the boy's neck.

She said, "Don't be afraid. Come home."

The next page.

[Cuilan the Second.]

In a ruined city.

A woman held another child whose chest was glowing, standing before an army of Chess Slaves.

She had no cultivation.

In her hand, she only gripped a wood-chopping knife.

The next page after that.

[Cuilan the Third.]

[Cuilan the Fourth.]

[Cuilan the Fifth.]

Life after life.

Every 'Cuilan' was a Mortal.

Every one of them had once been close to a Pangu model.

Every one of them eventually died under the moves of the Inverted Chessboard.

Li Yan's eyes turned red as he watched.

"They mass-produce mothers too?"

Zhang Changlin said in a heavy voice, "No."

"It's more like screening."

Zero Seven stared at the scroll, sweat breaking out on her forehead.

"This isn't the Reincarnation Register."

"This is the Mother Anchor Experimental Log."

The Name Writer's voice remained steady.

"Liu Cuilan is not special."

"She is merely the ninth lamp."

"The first eight have all been extinguished."

"Jiang Feng, your so-called home is nothing more than the experimental results I have written."

Over at Tianshu Dragon Garden, there was a moment of silence.

Then, Liu Cuilan spoke.

"You wrote it?"

"Then your writing is pretty terrible."

Li Yan was stunned.

The Dragon Girl nodded seriously.

"Grandma knows how to correct essays."

Liu Cuilan continued, "When it comes to being a mother, since when is it your turn to write about it?"

"Feed the child when they're hungry, keep watch at night when they're sick, and tell them to come home early when they go out."

"Do I need you to teach me that?"

Behind the seat of The Name Writer.

The hand holding the brush paused for a moment.

Jiang Feng looked at the scroll, his face expressionless.

He only asked one question.

"This scroll—is it yours?"

The Name Writer said, "The General Register of Mother Anchor Past Lives."

"Without it, there would be no Liu Cuilan."

Jiang Feng nodded.

"Then give it here."

As his voice fell.

He raised his hand and grabbed directly for the grayish-white scroll.

Behind the seat of Venerable Xuan, profound light jolted.

"You must not."

Blood light surged behind the seat of Venerable Ming.

"The Name Writer's Past Life Register—you dare touch it?"

Jiang Feng said indifferently, "You guys talk too much."

His fingers clamped onto the scroll.

System prompts immediately exploded.

[Contact: General Register of Mother Anchor Past Lives.]

[Function: Trace the target's past life records, rewrite the current personality's belonging, and prove the origin of the mother anchor.]

[Additional Effect: Can overwrite Liu Cuilan's current mother identity with the Inverted Chessboard Experimental mother anchor.]

[Plunderable.]

Jiang Feng's voice was very flat.

"Plunder."

[Secret Art: Pangu Plunder activated.]

[Zero-er triggered simultaneously.]

[Erasing past life belonging determination...]

[Stripping mother anchor experimental markers...]

[Plundering the outer layer of the General Register of Mother Anchor Past Lives...]

Boom!

The first page of the scroll exploded on the spot.

The four words [Cuilan the First] were crushed by colorless light.

The woman in coarse cloth in the image looked up.

She looked toward Jiang Feng.

Across countless years, she gave a small smile.

The shadow of Pangu Zero in her arms also brightened for an instant.

[Obtained all attributes: 1,800 ganges sand.]

[Current basic six-dimensional attributes: 31,800 ganges sand (3.18 asankhyeya).]

The second page exploded.

The third page exploded.

The fourth page exploded.

One page after another.

With every page that exploded, the shadow of a Mortal mother stepped out from the scroll.

They had no divine light.

No pressure.

Some still had flour on their hands.

Some had holes in their aprons.

Some held children, not even looking back.

They simply cast a glance toward Blue Star.

Then they transformed into lamps of fire, falling into the core of Blue Star.

The blue stone heart beat more steadily.

Huaxia Command Center.

A technician suddenly stood up.

"Commander!"

"The Blue Star Homeland Will stability has broken through 95 percent!"

"Civilian heirlooms are responding again!"

"New Name-Guarding series passive ability added—Home Lamp!"

Xiao Zhenjiang asked in a heavy voice, "Effect?"

The technician's voice trembled.

"Within any Huaxia family, a child who is truly recognized by their parents cannot be overwritten by external past lives, serial numbers, or fate!"

Hearing this, Li Yan immediately clapped his hands.

"This is good."

"In the future, if anyone dares to say you were meant to be a beast of burden in your past life, they'll have to ask your mom if she agrees first."

Zero Seven's lips twitched slightly.

The words were crude.

But very Blue Star.

On the Inverted Chessboard.

The brush behind The Name Writer's seat finally pressed down.

"Jiang Feng."

"You are destroying the history of the mother anchor."

Jiang Feng was still tearing the scroll.

"You call this history?"

"I call this a criminal record."

[Plundered Cuilan No. 2 mother anchor Experimental Page.]

[Obtained all attributes: 900 ganges sand.]

[Plundered Cuilan No. 3 Belonging Recovery Page.]

[Obtained all attributes: 1,100 ganges sand.]

[Plundered Cuilan No. 4 Lamp Extinguishing Record.]

[Obtained all attributes: 1,300 ganges sand.]

System prompts blurred into one another.

The grayish-white scroll grew thinner and thinner.

Behind The Name Writer's seat, the hand holding the brush finally tightened.

The tip of the brush swept through the air.

[Liu Cuilan's Past Life: Inverted Chessboard mother anchor.]

Just as the eight words took shape.

Inside Tianshu Dragon Garden.

Liu Cuilan's vision blurred.

Eight fragments of unfamiliar memories were forced into her mind.

Earthen house.

Ruined city.

Snowy night.

Execution ground.

One child after another cried in her arms.

Those children were not Jiang Feng.

But every cry was calling for 'Mother.'

Liu Cuilan steadied herself against the table.

Jiang Jianguo's expression changed.

"Cuilan!"

Jiang Feng looked up.

His gaze turned cold.

The Name Writer's voice rang out.

"Do you see?"

"She is not an ordinary mother."

"She is the Reincarnation of the mother anchor."

"She will remember the previous eight lives."

"She will go mad."

Jiang Feng took a step forward.

The entire Inverted Chessboard jolted with him.

"You made her see things she shouldn't have seen."

The Name Writer said, "This is her own past life."

Jiang Feng raised his hand, pressing toward the peace buckle on Liu Cuilan's wrist from across space.

Colorless light passed through the Inverted Chessboard and fell into Tianshu Dragon Garden.

[Divine Authority: Lamp Guarding activated.]

[Divine Authority: Mothers Wish Name-Guarding activated.]

[Divine Authority: Ten Thousand Homes Not Lonely activated.]

[Detected: Forced infusion of past life memories.]

[Plunderable.]

Jiang Feng said, "Plunder."

Boom!

The eight fragments of images before Liu Cuilan's eyes were simultaneously cut off.

She gasped for breath.

Then she looked up and cursed into the communication channel.

"Who's stuffing all this junk into my head?"

"I've still got soup stewing at home!"

Li Yan breathed a sigh of relief, wiping away sweat.

"Auntie, you are truly steady."

Jiang Jianguo helped Liu Cuilan sit down, his face terrifyingly dark.

"Xiao Feng."

"Don't let him run."

Jiang Feng looked toward The Name Writer's seat.

"Hear that?"

"My dad said, don't let you run."

In the next second.

He charged directly in front of The Name Writer's seat.

The seats of Venerable Xuan and Venerable Ming lit up simultaneously.

Two Venerable wills attempted to block him.

Jiang Feng raised his hand and swept it across.

Colorless divine light swept through.

The two Venerable seats were forced back by the impact.

Jiang Feng's fingers spread open, grabbing the hand that held the brush.

System prompts flashed in crimson.

[Contact: The Name Writer's Past Life Brush-Wielding Authority.]

[Function: Write past life origins, define Reincarnation belonging, and overwrite current personality.]

[Status: True body projection from a high naming layer.]

[Plunderable.]

The Name Writer paused for the first time.

"You cannot plunder it all."

Jiang Feng said, "I'll plunder this hand first."

[Secret Art: Pangu Plunder activated.]

[Zero-er triggered.]

[Past life immunity erased.]

[Reincarnation writing protection erased.]

[Plundering The Name Writer's Past Life Brush-Wielding Authority.]

Crack!

The hand holding the brush snapped off at the wrist.

The grayish-white brush fell into Jiang Feng's palm.

[Obtained all attributes: 5,200 ganges sand.]

[Current basic six-dimensional attributes: 37,000 ganges sand (3.7 asankhyeya).]

[Obtained special authority: Past Life Self-Possession.]

[Effect: The host and family/homeland anchors recognized by the host are immune to external past life writing, Reincarnation overwriting, and forced definition of fate tracing.]

[fourteenth transition trial third stage complete.]

[Class advancement analysis: Pangu Sovereign: Name-Guarding Divine Lord 100%.]

Boom!

Inside Jiang Feng's body, the pangu godhead vibrated.

The core of Blue Star lit up at the same moment.

Countless Home Lamps rose from ten thousand Huaxia households.

The System prompt popped up again.

[fourteenth transition conditions met.]

[Advancing...]

[Class: Pangu Sovereign, promoted to Pangu Sovereign: Name-Guarding Divine Lord.]

[Obtained Divine Authority: Ten Thousand Generations Return Home.]

[Effect: Any names, families, past lives, or homeland anchors severed, rewritten, or overwritten by external rules can be reconnected within the host's Name-Guarding System.]

[All attributes increased: 8,000 ganges sand.]

[Current basic six-dimensional attributes: 45,000 ganges sand (4.5 asankhyeya).]

At the periphery of the Inverted Chessboard.

All chess squares cracked simultaneously.

The shadows of worlds suppressed within the chess pieces lit up with vast fields of lamplight.

The seat of Venerable Xuan fell silent.

Blood light surged behind the seat of Venerable Ming, yet he did not speak immediately either.

Behind The Name Writer's seat.

There was no blood at the severed wrist.

Only a single scrap of golden paper drifted out.

A line of words was written on the paper.

[Cuilan's ninth life is not the end.]

Jiang Feng raised his hand and caught the scrap of paper.

On the back of the scrap, new words emerged.

[The Tenth Lamp has been lit.]

Inside Tianshu Dragon Garden.

Liu Cuilan's expression changed.

She looked down at her wrist.

Within the crack of the peace buckle, a faint wisp of golden light had actually appeared.

At the same time.

The lunch box in the Dragon Girl's arms gave a soft chime.

On the bottom of the lunch box, a small golden character never seen before surfaced.

[Flower.]

Zero Seven's face turned white the moment she saw that character.

"Mr. Jiang..."

"That's not The Name Writer's handwriting."

"That's the handwriting of the Core Stamen."

In the deepest part of the Inverted Chessboard.

Behind the seat of the Wordless White Chess Piece, which had always been empty.

A golden gate slowly rose.

From within the gate came a woman's light chuckle.

It wasn't Liu Cuilan.

Nor was it the Former Lord of Blue Star.

The voice was very close.

So close it felt as if she were right behind Jiang Feng.

"The ninth lamp has been protected."

"Then come and see."

"Who it was that lit the very first lamp."