The siblings' primordial spirits returned at the same time, filled with the insights and resolve gained from their journey across the three realms. The sister's eyes blazed with the fire of reform as she laid out concrete plans, from resource recycling to the construction of public welfare. The brother unfolded a grand blueprint encompassing everything from the revision of laws to the rebuilding of institutions—each idea sharp with the urgency of tearing down the old to establish the new.
Pan Gu listened, his gaze shifting from solemnity to intensity. As the last word fell, he suddenly struck the arm of his divine throne, his voice resonating through the hall:
"Excellent! If the God of Order were here, he would likely set the very stars ablaze in celebration for you." His tone then turned grave. "But rejoicing is premature—our time is running out."
"We must turn all of this into reality before our Creditor makes his next covert move. He will never stand idly by and watch us repay the Debt of Causality... That would completely shatter his ambition to devour this world."
The air in the hall grew taut as a drawn bowstring. Pan Gu rose slowly, the Creator's light that usually flowed around him seeming to withdraw, condensing into a sheathed sword.
"Now, bound by the laws of the Supreme Deities, he only dares to gnaw at us from the shadows. But even if he does nothing, the ills of the old system will eventually drag us into the abyss."
He fixed his eyes on the siblings, each word carrying immense weight:
"At this moment, there is only one choice—burn our boats."
No banners were raised, no divine edicts proclaimed. A reformation that would sweep through the three realms began in silence.
What was discarded found new life; broken laws were restored to justice.
The once-oppressive order gradually became enveloped in a softer light,
And resentful sighs transformed into prayers wept in joyful rain.
And at the far end of all this change, the shadow of the "Debt of Causality" that had long loomed over the world was finally pierced by a ray of dawn—
For the first time in divine history, the three realms realized a surplus.