Chapter 5 - 45

Wang Wei watched as a young man walked into the Sect Master Hall. The young man looked presentable, at least on the surface. His clothes and hair were perfectly arranged; however, he had bloodshot eyes.

A depressing and defeated aura emanated from his body despite trying to hide it.

'A broken spear, huh,' thought Wang Wei as he watched the young man before him. If the previous Jin Mengyao was a tall and mighty spear that dared to pierce anything between Heaven and Earth, the current him was a rusted and broken one.

'His Origin Essence is constantly fluctuating, showing he lost control. His spiritual power and Blood Essence from his fleshly body are also constantly leaking. Forget about entering the Void Shattering Realm, his life span will also drastically decline.'

He frowned since he did not expect this kid's Dao Heart to reach such a terrible shape. Wang Wei looked at the elders, and many people lowered their heads. They tried to reduce Jin Mengyao's arrogance but crippled him instead, ruining such a talent for the sect.

'The sectarian sides were happy to have two Emperor-Potential Talents like Cai Song and Jin Mengyao, and asked the other families not to interfere too much in their training. However, they ruined him instead.'

Wang Wei did not blame them as he understood their approach. They did not want Jin Mengyao's ambitions to prove the Dao in this generation to ruin the good relationship between the two factions. And given how monstrous of a talent Wang Wei was, they knew the latter had no chance.

And it did not help Cai Song was very close to his Wang Clan because of the Puppet Legion despite being a member of the sectarian faction. Unfortunately, the way they attempted to curb the latter's arrogance was too much and basically destroyed Jin Mengyao instead of helping him.

'And now I have to clean up their mess,' thought Wang Wei, secretly shaking his head. Anyway, this was his job as a sect master.

"Jin Mengyao has seen the sect master," said the young man before properly bowing. Despite trying to remain calm, Wang Wei could detect the trembling of his body and the desolateness in his voice.

Wang Wei nodded to him before asking, "Do you know why I call you here?"

"Disciple does not know."

"It's about your Heart Devil."

Jin Mengyao could not hide the trembling of his body, and he had to clutch his hand tightly to control his emotions.

"Do you think I call you to gloat or establish my superiority?"

Jin Mengyao did not answer. A part of him felt this was true, while the other thought the person in front of him was leagues above him and had no need for such petty things. As such, he was conflicted and chose to lower his head and not answer.

"It's this mindset that got you in the current situation. You are a talented disciple of the sect. So, your success and glory will also be my success and glory. Do you understand?"

"Y-Yes."

Wang Wei knew these words were insufficient to convince him or deal with his current situation. But he had an idea and decided to test it out first.

"Watch this," he said, puzzling Jin Mengyao before seeing an image appear before him. It was a great battle of the sect master.

"Impossible!" accidentally yelled Jin Mengyao as he watched this fight. "This is not real." He almost screamed these words.

"It is," calmly said Wang Wei. "It appeared right after I entered the Primordial Spirit Realm–your current realm."

Jin Mengyao could not believe what he was seeing. The man he thought was a monster beyond human understanding, the man who hunted him in his dream, the man who made him question his talent, worth, and future–he was losing to someone else. More than losing, he was maltreated as this battle was a one-sided beating.

"No, this can't be real."

"It is," replied Wang Wei. "This is the first defeat of my life and the only one I fully acknowledged. I lost that battle–if it can even be called such."

Jin Mengyao watched this fight with his mouth open. The sect master's defeat was more miserable than the one he suffered in the Battle Pagoda. He knew the sect master became scarier the higher his cultivation and could not compare to the Primordial Spirit version he fought. Even then, he did not expect the battle to be so one-sided.

"After that defeat, what do you think I did? Do you think I wallowed in self-pity, swearing at the Heavens how unfair the world was? Curse that I did not have a better talent? Do you think I gave up and accepted my fate?"

Jin Mengyao lowered his head before muttering, "Sect master, it's not the same."

"How is it different?"

"I'm sure you spend some time cultivating before defeating your opponent and regaining your lost honor. Me? I have no chance."

"You're wrong," said Wang Wei. "I recently had an encounter with that person, and according to my calculation, I have less than a 30% chance of defeating him."

Jin Mengyao looked at him with eyes that were trying to determine if he was telling the truth; he could not believe it. No, he refuses to accept it.

"It's true," said Wang Wei, lying more comfortably in his seat and sighing. "Thirty percent may not sound much. But back then, I had zero chance of ever winning. That person was an unsurpassable mountain that would suppress all my hope. But I did not crumble.

"I climb that mountain, step-by-step, to reach the current 30%. And by the Heaven Will Battle, I will conquer that mountain."

As he said these words, his body released a mighty aura. It did not suppress anyone but displayed his unwavering Dao Heart to everyone in the room.

"Failure is nothing but an opportunity for learning. You should have learned this lesson from the Dao Heart Pagoda."

Many thoughts flashed into Jin Mengyao, thinking about everything he had experienced since the beginning of his cultivation journey. After entering the Dao Opening Sect, he tempered his Dao Heart through the Pagoda. However, his competitive nature overtook him after seeing he did not beat Wang Wei's records. So, he convinced himself the Pagoda had something wrong, and the upper echelons tempered with it to keep Wang Wei's Heaven Chosen's status.

Jing Mengyao then focused on cultivating and using his strength to show them their talents. However, after his overwhelming defeat, he could not convince himself it was rigged, no matter how he tried.

"Sect master, I want to ask you something; please answer truthfully."

"Go ahead."

"Can I conquer the mountain you've set on me?"

Wang Wei paused for a moment. "I will be honest: throughout the Endless Void, since the creation of the lower dimension, there are probably less than 50 people in the same league as me."

Wang Wei thought for a moment before flicking his finger and sending a light into his Sea of Consciousness. A shocked look appeared in Jin Mengyao's eyes as knowledge about the Nine Extremity Foundation entered his mind.

"You should understand the difficulty?"

"I-I do."

"And this is not the limit of my abilities as I never stop trying to be better than my predecessors. So, although I won't say it's impossible, it won't be easy."

An even greater aura of sadness and depression enveloped Jin Mengyao, worrying some elders. "Then, what am I supposed to do?" His voice almost cracked as he tried to control his emotions.

"You have two options: trying to climb the mountain with a steady, dedicated, and firm heart. You need to have the mindset that even if I don't reach the top and conquer it, the journey will sublimate my mind and allow me to achieve great things in my cultivation path."

'Indeed,' thought Jin Mengyao as his eyes brightened a little. "What about the second option?"

"Follow your own path. Forget about me, my accomplishment, or how bright my light is. Follow your heart and focus on your journey of reaching the pinnacle of the Dao and beyond."

"Follow…my…own path," muttered. The answer is so simple and obvious. Yet, he never thought about it. Maybe some other elders said the same word to him, but he never cared. But coming from the man who drove him to this stage, these words seemed to contain magical power.

"Yes, why do I need to leave under someone else's shadow? Maybe I am not the brightest star in the sky, but I can also shine," muttered Jin Mengyao. "I have my own path."

He remembered the first time he picked a spear. Some soldiers came to his village when he was a child to ask people for food for a war with the neighboring country. Nothing terrible happened to the village. But he was suddenly curious and picked one of the soldiers' spears.

The moment he touched the spear, he fell in love with it and was naturally gifted.

"On that day, I swore to reach the pinnacle of the spear. Although I was nothing but a simple mortal villager, I planted a seed of ambitions. And now, I have strayed from that oath, pursuing power and prestige instead.

"My path is the spear."

His aura suddenly changed, becoming straight, sharp, and overbearing–like a spear that dared pierce the Heavens. His eyes were no longer listless or dazed but full of confidence and fierceness.

"Thank you, sect master, for your teaching," said Jing Mengyao.

"No problem. You can use the Samsara Array for your final tempering." The Samsara Array is the one Wang Wei used to create his Everlasting Dao Heart, and it has become another foundation for the sect.

Jing Mengyao bowed again before leaving; his Dao Heart was not completely healed. But after using the array and experiencing different lives as a spear wielder, he would not long heal it but sublimate it.

One of the hidden dangers of the Dao Opening Sect's political system is the unbalance of power between the three factions and the sectarian side. And in this generation, the balance will further intensify as each of the three families has a Great Emperor, but the sectarian side remains the same.

With the Ancestors' existence, the chances of this contradiction reaching the stage of affecting the sect's foundation is very low, but not impossible. If the sectarian Ancestors become fed up with the unbalance of power one day, the situation will be aggravated.

Statistically, Wang Wei knew the chances were low. However, he also considered outside interference. He has infiltrated other factions before and taken them down from the inside. He was not so arrogant to believe he was the only one capable of such a feat–especially with the example of Di Tian's Sleepers infiltrating the sect.

Luckily, fate favored him and brought him two talents: Cai Song and Jin Mengyao. If the sect plays its card well, the following four generations of Emperors will belong to them, and the sectarian faction will acquire two, bringing back the balance of the sect. The only trouble was the issue of Eternal Emperors, but he did not have to worry too much about that.

"Is there anything else?" asked Wang Wei, and the elders shook their heads. So, he left. Wang Wei teleported to a secret realm with several of the sect's professionals.

"Sect master," saluted everyone.

"At ease," he replied. "How are things going?"

"Not good, I'm afraid," said Li Zixin with embarrassment. In this generation, he is considered the most talented Weapon Refiners–surpassing the previous generation despite only recently becoming a True Monarch.

"What about you?"

"The same," replied Luo Yongnian; he was also embarrassed. He has a similar status as Li Zixin and is considered the most talented Array Master in this generation.

"Compared to Elder Yan Liling, we are too far behind." Previously, he and Li Zixin were not convinced, asking themselves why their prestige was not the same as Yan Liling. But after working on this project, they understood.

Wang Wei checked their progress and frowned. These two were in charge of a project similar to Yan Liling's Automatic Pill Cauldron. Wang Wei wanted a machine that only required placing the material, and an Artifact will be created.

The same is true for Arrays. He wanted to create an Array Disc containing all the divine runes. And a person only needed to choose the specific array–like Qi Gathering Array or Star Protecting Array–and the disk would use the appropriate runes. His vision is in the future, a person does not need to input a specific array but a specific purpose.

The function would be similar to a search function where the cultivator told the Disc: I want an array to temper the body, and the disk showed him Gravity Tempering Array, Bone Grinding Array, Blood Condensing Array, etc. The cultivator only needs to choose which they see fit. They can organize arrays to fit their specific circumstances to have better effects.

As for a project similar to Talisman, Wang Wei only had a basic group doing the research, and that's due to two reasons. Firstly, there were no genuinely talented Talisman Makers in the past two generations. Secondly, talismans were too similar to arrays.

If arrays' core philosophy is to levy or borrow the might of Heaven and Earth, talismans are to store it in something small and portable before using it later on.

While reviewing the progress of these projects, Yan Liling also appeared in this place. And after looking at the progress, she also frowned.

"Things might be more complicated than originally thought," she commented, and Wang Wei agreed. The main reason for Yan Liling's success was due to her Innate Talent.

The best way to describe it is to have a database and a search and guide function. Yan Liling's knowledge served as the database, so as long as she wanted to create a pill, her Innate Talent would instantly use the database to generate the pill for her.

However, if the pill she wants to create is beyond the means of the database, the search and guide function will activate in the form of intuition and direct her to the knowledge, skills, and resources needed to create the pill. Of course, her Innate Talent has a limit, as tested by Yan Liling. If she desired to make some outlandish things, it would not work.

With her talent as a blueprint, Yan Liling first created a database that she installed in the Cauldron. And recently, she's been trying to recreate her talent's search and guide function to add to the cauldron.

Meanwhile, the group was clueless regarding the Weapon Refining Machine and Array Disk. Weapon refining has much in common with pills when it comes to purifying ores using flames and engraving divine runes. They are also similar regarding formulas for pills and special alloys.

Ultimately, ores are not spiritual herbs, and weapon refining is not the same as pill refining. A perfect example of this contrast is Weapon Spirit. Heaven Tier and above Origin Artifacts can have spirit–although the general zeitgeist of the Myriad Emperor World is to only allow their weapon to have a minimum level of intelligence.

However, weapons created and used by the Spirit Race cultivators always have a soul with intelligence. They hoped once they reached a certain cultivation realm or after their death, their weapon could transform and acquire a human body to become a Spirit Race.

However, the alchemy in the Myriad Emperor World does not allow the existence of Pill Soul–except for maybe Emperor Pills. Of course, there is always an exception based on the Pill Master. The point is this slight difference between the two professions makes it more challenging to create the Weapon Refining Machine.

As for the Array Disk, things are even more complicated. Runes are not the only basis for an array; it includes the terrain, the surrounding power of Heaven and Earth, the resonance of law, and so many more.

"I wanted the sect to create this method to acquire more merit, but I think I have to use another approach," commented Wang Wei.

"Oh, what were you thinking? Do you want the Ancestors to work on this project? They could accelerate its completion, but I doubt they can finish it." Yan Liling understood these two projects would require a lot of human resources, somebody with a talent similar to hers, or a great deal of time.

"No, I plan to make this project a worldwide one," said Wang Wei. "Gather all the array masters and weapon refiners of the Myriad Emperor World to complete it."

"Sect master, you can't," said Li Zixin, and Luo Yangnian agreed with him.

"Anyone of these projects will grant a tremendous amount of merit. Are you sure it's a good idea to let others benefit?" asked Yan Liling, and all the professionals in the secret realm nodded in agreement with her.

"There is a high chance the sect would need several generations to finish these tasks–unless someone like you appears," added Wang Wei. "However, if the whole world worked together, it could finish in this generation."

"Are there other reasons you want to do this?" Yan Liling asked, feeling it was not that simple.

"Unity," said Wang Wei. "People will not easily accept my reign despite having the power to suppress everyone. However, if the entire world could work together on a project with immense benefit, it would nurture their sense of unity. I will use this opportunity to show them the benefit of my reign."

"It is a good way to show them you're not only our sect's Emperor but the Myriad Emperor World's Emperor," nodded Yan Liling. "Plus, these projects are achievements that will forever ingrain in the history of the entire Endless Void. Many cultivators who pursue fame, glory, and being immortalized will be attracted."

Wang Wei agreed with her as he could see the future benefits. When he spreads his tentacles to the World Communities, he will access the database of their worlds and add them to Yan Liling and these two's projects. So, once they are accomplished, it would indeed be an achievement that could bring tremendous luck to the Myriad Emperor World and the Dao Opening Sect, bringing them more prosperity.

Wang Wei could even foresee the undetectable benefit like national confidence. On earth, the citizens of First World often have a natural confidence compared to Third World countries because of their countries' technological achievements, history, and cultural influence.

And these three projects will have the same effect once spread throughout the lower dimension. Once the citizen of the Myriad Emperor World has this natural confidence and pride in their plane, it would greatly benefit their cultivation and confrontation against other planes.

"So, it's decided," said Wang Wei before looking at the professionals with gloomy looks. "You have until the Heaven Will Battle to work on this project, which will give you a great advantage. If you use that advantage, you guys will be one of the main leaders of the final project and have the most benefit."

After saying these words, Wang Wei left. These people have such an advantage over all the other professionals worldwide. If they cannot use it to get the most benefit, they don't deserve it in the first place.

Yan Lilling looked at these people and said, "You have to understand: the sect has a grand heart and far-seeing vision. While you guys only see the profit in front of you, he sees the benefits hundreds of generations later and plans for it."

Yan Liling left after saying these words. Her vision was better than these people, and she could see the benefit of doing things now and reaping them a few generations later. Nevertheless, she also understood how they felt as she sometimes felt her big brother saw and planned too far in the future. Luckily, she knew to trust his vision and abilities.

Meanwhile, Wang Wei teleported to the Supreme Elder Mountain to see Yan Chen, his former Dao Protector. And also check on his grandfather.

Sect Master, you're here," said Yan Chen as he walked out of the cottage. "Come in."

Wang Wei walked inside the cottage, which was ordinary, with nothing but a mat for cultivation: there were no paintings on the wall, no tea table, and the room was barely enough to fit two people.

'The embodiment of simple and ordinary,' thought Wang We as he knew some cultivators used this method of abandoning luxury and comfort to temper their minds.

"I'm sorry, but I was not expecting guests," said Yan Chen before waving his hand to expand the internal space of the cottage. Furthermore, a table manifested before him with a tea set and a sitting mat for Wang Wei.

"It's fine," replied Wang Wei and sipping his tea. "How have you been doing?"

"I am okay," Yan Chen replied, looking at the sect master with mixed emotions. He was happy and proud as he was once the Dao Protector of such a Heaven-defying genius. He felt a sense of accomplishment as he watched as the latter rose step-by-step and left a legend that will forever be remembered throughout history. There is no better feeling in his old age than watching the younger generation surpass the previous one.

He felt hopeful because he knew of the future this young man would one day create. Finally, he felt sad as his role was too short; Wang Wei grew too fast, making his role as Dao Protector useless. A part of Yan Chen always thought he was inadequate in his role.

Wang Wei could detect all of Yan Chen's emotions. No matter how fast he grew up and surpassed the need for Yan Chen's protection, the latter was still his Dao Protector. He took an oath on his life to die before he allowed anything to happen to Wang Wei.

"I came here to ask you if you are interested in the position of Fate One."

Yan Chen paused his sipping, taking a moment to process this news. Then, he shook his head, "No need. I'm happy with just being an Immortal Venerable." freёwebnovel.com

He did not have his own Dao, so Yan Chen knew he could not become a Dao Ancestor and access the Grand Dao Source–unless the Sword Empress let him borrow her Grand Dao Source. So, he was content with just being an Immortal Venerable."

"Don't waste your time and resources on me," continued Yan Chen. "From what I know about you, you should already have a candidate in mind." Not anyone can acquire the Fate One position. Although talent and such might not matter much, temperament and ideals are a must. Great Emperors will often choose people devoted to the sect and willing to spend the rest of their lives protecting their foundation.

If not chosen correctly, the situation of the Great Zhou Dynasty will repeat itself.

"I understand," replied Wang Wei. "However, as my Dao Protector, you are destined to become an Insurgent."

"Sect master–"

"You don't have to say anything," countered Wang Wei. "I know your worry, so I'm here to help you. Don't resist."

Wang Wei pointed his finger at Yan Chen's forehead, and his Divine Sense infiltrated the latter's Sea of Consciousness. Yan Chen did not hesitate or resist, showing his trust.

Wang Wei found Yan Chen's Primordial Spirit and began his work. He purified it as a way to increase Yan Chen's comprehension. The process was painful, but the old Dao Protector could bear such a level.

Since Wang Wei was the one doing the purification, it was a major success. But it was not over. He took five strings of Innate Qi from his Qi Flower Talent and used them to nourish Yan Chen's soul. He used Soul Laws to change the latter's innate origin or his natural-born comprehension talent.

The process lasted a few hours before finishing.

"Last step," said Wang Wei before accessing Yan Chen's Law Tree. He gently crushed the Dao Fruit without affecting the Sea of Consciousness and the Primordial Spirit; he ensured no backlash.

Yan Chen's aura drastically dropped as he reverted to the Saint Realm. However, he was happy. He belonged to the second class of True Monarch, the people who do not have their own Dao but also do not entirely follow the Ways of their Ancestors.

Although his class was better than those who followed the predecessor without a hint of innovation, his path was still incomplete and a dead end. He could not enter the Quasi-Emperor Realm and fuse with his Dharma Body.

But now, with his increased talent, he can comprehend his own Dao and create a scripture. He can enter the Quasi Emperor Realm and even bear the Heaven Will after sealing himself.

Of course, Yan Chen did not have the Heart of an Emperor, so he was okay with using the opportunity presented to him in this generation to achieve immortality.

"Thank you, sect master," said Yan Chen, prepared to give the deepest bow he could muster. Unfortunately, Wang Wei's power prevented him.

"Despite being the sect master, you are still my elders." Wang Wei has no problem receiving bows from the older generation, but some people are different. Yan Chen accompanied him since the beginning of his cultivation journey and held a special meaning in his heart.

"A new era is coming, and you should have a place in it." After saying these words, he left Yan Chen alone, feeling the latter was in a hurry to cultivate. He walked a few meters to another hunt where his grandfather was.

"Not out yet?" muttered Wang Wei before preparing to leave. But he suddenly received a Divine Sense message from his grandfather he would be coming out soon. So, he waited for three days.

"Hahaha, my lovely grandson. How have you been?" said Wang Chang after walking out of the hut. He walked in front of Wang Wei and started pinching his face and arms. "Powerful Blood Qi and Yang Energy. I see you're as healthy as I remember."

Wang Wei's eye twitched, "I should be asking how you're doing."

He observed the old man and could feel the difference. Most of the hidden depressing aura he tried to hide was now gone. Instead, he was more majestic and overbearing–just like an Overlord.

"Although not completely healed, I am so much better." During his retreat, he used the Samsara Array to relive his Heaven Will Battle over and over, trying different approaches and choices. Finally, Wang Chang realized he lost the battle, not because of his lack of strength but because his opponent had a better strategic mind. Furthermore, he was also a little careless and left his guard down.

After having this enlightenment, he no longer blamed himself for the defeat and healed most of the cracks in his Dao Heart. And the only reason it was not completely healed was that a stubborn part of him wanted a chance to have a head-on battle with Emperor Nine Suns.

Wang Chang knew his Dao Heart would be completed no matter the result of the battle. If he wins, he will make up for the regret in his heart. If he lost, he would accept the opponent was worthy of becoming the final winner.

"Oh, can you tell me your exact situation?" asked Wang Wei.

"Think of it this way: the previous me could only be a Pseudo Emperor. But now, I could use Third Class power."

Wang Wei understood what he meant. Dao Heart is vital for Tier 10. Some people with a destroyed Dao Heart cannot bear the Heaven Will and would die if they absorb it. People with crack Dao Heart can only become Pseudo Emperors with power on par with Dan Ancestors, if not less.

Finally, if a person has some flaws, they can become different classes of Emperors based on their talents. However, they would only be able to use Third Class 5% power.

So, the current Wang Chang would become a First Class or Pseudo Eternal Emperor, but with his flawed Dao Heart, he would only be able to use Third Class Strength.

And this rule also applies to normal Emperors like Wang Wei. If one day, a flaw or cracks appeared on his Dao Heart, it did not matter if he was an Eternal Supreme: his strength would drastically drop.

"That's excellent news," said Wang Wei as he knew his plan for his grandfather would work. As long as the old man has a chance to fight on equal ground with Emperor Nine Suns, his Dao Heart will be fixed, and he can reincarnate.

'No, he doesn't even have to go through all that trouble. He can just prove the Dao in the upper dimension.'

However, he was conflicted by this idea. He did not want his parents to ascend until he dealt with the parasites. Sending his grandfather into the upper dimension was already too risky.

"Boy, what are you thinking about that suddenly made you frown so deeply?"

"Don't worry about it."

"Alright. Anyway, you're a grown man with a wife and responsibility; you don't need my help, and I don't think I will be useful. However, remember, your family will be your greatest ally. We will always support you unconditionally, no matter what you do or how far you travel in the cultivation journey."

"I will."

"Alright, let's go. I've been craving one of your dishes and the weird drinks you created for that Beach Party."

Chapter

"I saw you going to Yan Chen's hut. What was that about?" asked Wang Chang while flying toward Wang Clan Mountain.

"Oh, that," replied Wang Wei as he explained what happened in his conversation with Yan Chen.

"You did a good job. You should never forget the people who helped you when you were weak–especially after standing above all living things."

Wang Wei nodded. He has read many tales of Great Emperors becoming cold and indifferent after proving the Dao. They looked down on the people who once helped them, abandoned their past friendship and connection, and treated people with heads above the cloud.

Wang Wei understood that some alienation is inevitable. After all, when a person has as much power and influence as a Great Emperor, it's difficult for some of his old friends and acquaintances to treat them the same. With the difference in lifespan, it's in the best interest of some Emperors not to be too invested in some friendship unless they plan to help these people achieve immortality.

Regardless, Wang Wei would never become one of these Emperors.

After arriving home, his mother had already prepared dinner. However, Wu Hong did not show up, and Wang Wei understood why. His wife is often placed in an awkward position during large family gatherings.

Technically speaking, she is the oldest of the group. However, as Wang Wei's Dao Companion, her seniority is that of a younger generation. And if you add her status and strength as an Emperor, no, Paragon, things become more complicated.

His family members are all intelligent people, so they've guessed her true identity, which can make things awkward, especially when his grandfather is present. After all, the old man should have the highest status in the family due to his age, but he has to restrain himself around his daughter-in-law.

With his personality, Wang Wei did not care about the awkwardness and found it entertaining instead, using it to his advantage to make fun of his wife. Of course, he often gets beat up afterward, but Wang Wei always thinks it's worth seeing his wife squirm during these gatherings.

"Daughter, how have you been?" asked Wang Chang the moment he entered the manner.

"I'm alright. But father, how are you?" asked Yu Yan, noticing the change of aura in his father-in-law.

"I have not felt at peace in such a long time," replied Wang Chang with a big sigh. Then, he grinned.

"Where is my stupid son?"

"He's in retreat?"

"Retreat? Is everything alright?" According to his calculation, his son should have become a Quasi-Emperor long ago. So, he would need to enter retreat unless something went wrong.

"He's alright; he's just tempering his body."

Wang Chang was even more surprised by this news. "What's going on?"

"His son and the founder enlightened him," replied Yu Yan before explaining the cause and effect of Wang Tian's retreat.

"Hahahaha," laughed Wang Chang boisterously. "This is even better news than my successful retreat. For close to a million years. I've told that kid he should temper his body, trying to convince him it would not interfere with his Sword Dao."

Wang Chang could not help but remember the stubbornness of his son. Over the years, it was the only time his son was 'unfilial' and fought with him without giving up. No, there was also when he wanted to marry Yu Yan and still fight her in the Heaven Will Battle.

If it were not for his insistence, Wang Tian would never have condensed a fifth-grade Essence Flower; maybe, the latter would not surpass the ninth grade.

"I'm glad he is seeing the light now."

"Yes, better late than never," uttered Yu Yan.

Meanwhile, Wang Wei suddenly thought of something and asked. "Grandpa, have you ever considered reviving grandma?"

Immediately after saying these words, Wang Wei knew he had made a mistake. Wang Chang's energetic vibe became quiet and somber.

'Shit,' thought Wang Wei as he realized his mistake. Usually, he is more observant of social interaction, but he is often too relaxed around his family. Furthermore, he thought it would be a way to make the old man even happier than he currently was.

Wang Wei could understand the side-eye his mother was giving him, so he hurriedly explained, "I just wanted–"

"It's fine," Wang Chang stopped him before being lost in his memory for a moment. "There is no need."

Wang Wei acted swiftly and accessed his space ring to use a few spiritual herbs. He controlled the fate of these herbs to turn into something he desired: Vodka. Wang Wei has been testing how to use Fate Dao to control the other Supreme Dao, and this is one of his achievements regarding Creation Dao. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

He handed a gourd of the drink to the old man since it was his favorite during the Beach Party and said, "You never talked about her. Why don't you tell me what kind of person she was?" Wang Wei knew little about his paternal grandmother since both his father and grandfather were pretty tight lips about her. Most of the time he asked, he always received the answer that she was a wonderful woman, and that's about it.

"Your grandma was the most wonderful woman I've ever met in my life," said Wang Chang before taking a big gulp from the group.

The story began before the beginning of Wang Tian's generation. Wang Chang's mother–Wang Wei's great-grandmother and the matriarch of that generation–kept pressuring Wang Chang to marry someone and continue the bloodline of the Wang Clan Main Branch.

The new generation was approaching, and it was the correct time to get married and have children. Typically, cultivators find it difficult to have children–especially between two of them with high cultivation. This is a form of balance from Grand Dao.

However, a special technique controlled by a few factions allows them to seal their cultivation and have the fertility of mortals.

However, the problem with this method is that the talent of their offspring will be random; in other words, their children cannot inherit their cultivation talent. The child conceived using this technique could be highly talented or just a mortal without a Leakless Body.

Oddly though, between the end of one generation and the beginning of the other, the fertility of all cultivators becomes very high. The laws of Heaven and Earth change to allow them to give birth to talented heirs, hence one of the reasons most Heaven Chosens are born or conceived around a similar time.

During that time, Wang Chang was depressed after losing his Heaven Will Battle and was not interested in getting married and having children. He was not even interested in serving his duty as sect master.

So, one day, after a fight with his mother, he left the sect, wandering mindlessly to soothe his mind. When he woke from his daze, he was in a large mortal city. And the first thing he noticed was a long line of people waiting for something.

Intrigued, he checked what those people were waiting for in line. It turned out they wanted to see a female together that famous thought the surrounding seven dynasties.

Wang Chang has lived a long time, but to this day, he remembers that first encounter. He saw a beautiful woman that appeared to be in her early thirties, dressed in all-white clothes. Her eyes contained a sense of detachment from the entire world.

She looked at him and said, "Eyes are bright, rosy complexion, and body emits a powerful vigor. You're completely healthy, so don't waste my time. Leave."

Wang Chang was utterly shocked and did not know how to respond. But he did not have time to.

"No, you might be useful," said Mao Yue. "There are not enough people helping carry the medicine. You're an able body, so you can help. Based on your luxurious clothes, you should be literate?"

"I am," replied Wang Chang reflexively.

"Good. You can help mix some of the low-level medicinal soup. You only need to follow the written recipe, and I will check."

Mao Yue went to treat more patients, while Wang Chang went to help carry more medicine. It was not until after helping with the first batch that he suddenly woke up and realized what he had done.

How could he, Wang Chang, a Quasi-Emperor, the sect master of the most powerful Emperor Lineage in the world, and a mighty Heaven Chosen who cultivated the Dao of Overlord, help people carry medicine?

He shook his head at how absurd the situation was and prepared to live. However, after taking a few steps toward the door, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

He looked over, and he saw the doctor giving him a look scarier than the final blow Emperor Nine Suns gave before eliminating him from the final battle.

"What are you doing?" said Mao Yue. "Don't you know the more time you waste, the more lives that will perish?"

"I'm sorry, doctor," said Wang Chang sheepishly before becoming red with embarrassment. He returned to his duty of carrying medicine and mixing medicinal soup.

On that fateful day, the Overlord was conquered by a simple mortal doctor.

Wang Chang took a big gulp from his gourd and did not stop swallowing the vodka for two minutes.

"More," he said as he slammed the bottle on the dining table, making Wang Wei's eyes twitch. He filled it again and cast a spell on his space for the materials to keep refining themselves and teleporting to the gourd and ensure the old man never ran out.

"After the first meeting, everything proceeded rather swiftly," said Wang Chang. "Your grandmother soon discovered I was a cultivator, but she did not care much. On the contrary, she only saw me as a way to save more patients. And for some reason, I could not stop working there."

Wang Wei gulped his drink as he sighed. "In the process, I learned more about her as we fell in love. Your grandmother was born with an innate disease, and doctors proclaimed she would not live past 20 years old.

"However, she was brilliant and refused to accept her fate. At five years old, she began studying medicine. And by the time I met her, she was in her late 40s.

"Regrettably, her experience with her illness granted her a unique state of mind of seeing through life and death, a state of detachment to the world. With such a state of mind, she would have been an extraordinary cultivator if she practiced Taoism."

"So, what exactly happened?" asked Wang Wei as he began drinking. He did not think his grandfather did not try to have her cultivate. And it did not look like she was killed, and he had some sort of vendetta.

"She refused to cultivate," said Wang Chang with sadness. "Every time I tried to convince her, the answer would always be the same. She would tell me birth, disease, aging, and death were part of the cycle of life. And although her life will be short, it will also be as significant as any cultivators and their achievements.

"Her philosophy was life was worth living because of how little time everyone had; so, longevity had no meaning to her. She would not even accept my help to increase her lifespan."

Wang Chang's eyes were a little red, but he was smiling. "She only changed her mind after conceiving your father." freewebnσvel.cѳm

Wang Chang suddenly laughed again. "Your grandma was a strong, independent, and tough woman. Once, while I was away, I returned to the clinic to find that bandits had stabbed her.

"I still remember that day. My wrath was uncontrollable. Simultaneously, I panicked. As a cultivator, I should have immediately helped with my origin essence. But I panicked. But she calmly sowed the wound while admonishing me for losing my calmness.

"I never saw that woman shed a tear–except for the day Little Tian was born. Do you know? I wanted to name your father Wang Wei, but she disagreed. I had to fight tooth and nail with her to name him Wang Tian."

Wang Chang remembered that naming his son caused trouble since his mother also wanted the naming rights. In the end, everybody compromised and accepted the name Wang Tian, meaning "King of Heaven," showing their hope for the little child.

"Afterward, she agreed to expand her lifespan but still refused to walk the cultivation path. After living for 50,000 years, she passed away with a smile and her loved one by her side."

Wang Chang remembered that day like it happened yesterday. Wang Tian was at the peak of the Supernatural Realm and used the sect's influence to invite all the Top 30 Heaven Chosens from the Academy's Selection Trial that occurred not too long. He challenged all of them at once and used his overwhelming talent to suppress all of them.

That fight was the only one he did not even show a hint of mercy to Yu Yan; he was fierce, overbearing, and ruthless. Immediately afterward, he rushed to see his dying mother to show her his achievement.

He tried one last time to convince her to cultivate, or at the very least, live until she could watch him prove the Dao.

Mao Yue kissed her son's forehead before apologizing. She told him how proud she was of him and believed he would one day become an Emperor without a doubt. She then looked at Wang Chang and also apologized. She told them to watch out for each other and protect one another in this cruel and lonely cultivation world.

"There is no need to be sad or mourn me. Death is a normal thing; it's nothing but a new journey, a new adventure," said Mao Yue with a smile before forever closing her eyes.

Wang Chang was devastated. He found his world crumbling and adding his already broken Dao Heart, he did not know how he would survive. However, he had to continue being strong for his son. He had to ensure he was alright.

After his mother's death, Wang Tian swore to guard her tomb for ten thousand years and never touch a sword. And he kept her his promise. He sat cross-legged before her grave with his sword next to him, untouched for 10,000 years.

Mao Yue's death is one of the main reasons Wang Chang was not adamant about breaking up Wang Tian and Yu Yan. He understood the desire to find love since the sect tried to pressure him regarding marrying a mortal. Secondly, his son became taciturn and more indifferent after her death. And Yu Yan was the one who opened his heart.

"Hahaha," laughed Wang Chang. However, it was not a joyous laugh but a self-deprecating one. "I've spent many nights thinking why she would make such a selfish choice. Why couldn't she have chosen her family?"

He sighed deeply.

"Now, I know I was the selfish one. She has her life, desire, ambitions, and ideals. It was selfish of me to force her to do something she did not want to."

Wang Chang sipped his drink.

"So, there is no need to revive her. It's not something she would want." After so many years, he grieved and accepted her death. So, reviving her would simply be an insult to his late wife.

Wang Wei agreed with these words since he felt similar after his grandmother's death. But after so much time had passed, he understood his desires were selfish and not respectful to his grandmother's wishes.

'Grandma, I wonder how you are? How is your new life after reincarnation? Are you with grandpa?' thought Wang Wei as he also drank more; he increased the alcohol dosage of the drinks and allowed the alcohol to affect his mind.

"Come. Let's get drunk tonight," roared Wang Chang, and Wang Wei agreed. Meanwhile, Yu Yan could only stare at these two. The story also made her sad thinking about her mother, so she also wanted to drink. However, someone has to look after these two.

So, she could only sigh and wait until they passed out, which was about five hours later. She stood up from the table and prepared to take them to rest when someone suddenly appeared in the room.

"Good, take this good for nothing away," said Yu Yan, and Wu Hong only smiled before taking Wang Wei's passed-out body back home. Yu Yan shook her head before using her Divine Sense to carry Wang Chang.

The next day, Wang Wei opened his eyes.

"Where am I?" he looked around and recognized a few things. But his head was buzzing, and his vision was still blurry.

"Good, you're awake."

Wang Wei mobilized his blood energy and soul power to remove the hand-over symptoms. "Damn, how can this old man have such a high tolerance?" According to him, he should have drunk him to death.

"You drank more than him."

"I did?" He took a moment, and that was indeed the truth. He stood up from his body and stretched his body. "Wasn't I not talking to you?"

"You were."

"So, why are you talking to me?"

"You're not talking to me, not the other way around," Wu Hong replied before handing him the tea she brewed.

"I guess you're right," he muttered. "Can I ask you something?"

"Do you want to know why I never revived my parents?"

"Yes," he replied softly, fearing he would trigger her as he did his grandfather.

"My mother died giving birth to me, and when I was three years old, my father was selected to be used as a meal for some devil race. After that, the village neighbors raised me until the human noble desired my beauty.

"I have little to no memories of them," said Wu Hong. "I once search their souls in reincarnation. But by then, they were a new life."

Wu Hong experienced too much in her life, so her affection for her family was not strong. And by the time she saw them again, it was too late. So, all she could do was blessed them with tremendous luck to ensure their lives as mortals would be fulfilling and without disaster.

Do you think death is meaningless?" asked Wang Wei.

"What do you mean?"

"Cultivators have many ways to conquer death and revive their loved ones. Do you think death has become meaningless because of this?"

Cultivators have so many ways to revive people they lose. If the person has not died for too long, they can summon the soul from reincarnation and heal the body. They can use their World Imprint or something as amazing as [Existence Reconstruction]. And he did not mention Eternal Emperor's weird ability to revive themselves from a piece of paper with their name in it.

With how easy it is to revive people, Wang Wei began to think that death was somewhat pointless and had lost its meaning.

"If you have such an idea, you will suffer sooner than later," said Wu Hong with a sneer. "There are too many ways in the Chaos Universe to make death permanent. You are privileged to cultivate a Supreme Dao that makes it easier to revive people. Existence Reconstruction is not a skill that any Eternal Emperor can comprehend. And even the one with the talent has to spend countless Yuan Epochs studying. With my help, you don't have to suffer for so long.

"You are lucky to live in a World where the Imprints are kept. In some Chaos Worlds, Heavenly Dao would erase the imprint after someone dies. In some worlds, the path of Reincarnation is cut off, so once someone dies, they are gone forever.

"So, you better fix that idea of yours to prevent suffering one day."

"You have a point," nodded Wang Wei before finishing his tea; he felt refreshed. "The rules of the cultivation are not absolute. They only appear like this because someone has not found a way to break them. So, it's not hard to imagine many people have found ways to make death permanent."

This idea does not only apply to death but to most things. For example, there is no such thing as the Ten or Eleven Extremity Foundation. However, that's only because someone has not created a method to attain these levels.

Even the Nine Extremity probably did not exist at some point. Wang Wei theorized someone achieved Nine Extremity by accident or on purpose. Then Heavenly Dao acknowledged the existence of such a foundation and made the knowledge a part of its record. Wang Wei believed the first person who achieved Nine Extremity cultivated Samsara Dao, hence why the orthodox method requires reincarnation, and it's easier for them to achieve 5-Root.

"As long as you understand," said Wu Hong; she understands that such a mentality is dangerous and has seen cultivators who had the same view and suffered because of it.

"Now that I'm no longer given you the quiet treatment, let me consult on something that's been on my mind for a while," he continued. "As you know, I have a knack for attracting trouble. So, I'm worried about my family's future."

Wu Hong frowned before asking, "Do you want to send to a safe location and deal with the issue on your own?"

"Yes. Hide them in a safe place and wait until I have the strength to protect them."

"Regarding the troubles you will face in the future, there will be no safe place."

"I can create one. I can make a place that will not be affected–unless something happens to me."

"What are your family going to do afterward? Accept your death? Mourn you? Or seek revenge?"

Wang Wei did not answer.

"Did you ask them and allow them to make a choice?"

"I know what they will choose."

"And yet, you still want to be selfish and make the decision for them."

"If the alternative is their death, then yes, I will be selfish," he said with determination.

"Haven't you learned anything from your grandmother's death?"

"That was different. If something happened to them, I know I would blame myself, and it will be rightfully deserved."

"What about me?" asked Wu Hong.

"You're different; you're not a burden but a…." Wang Wei paused as something dawned on him. "You want me to treat them as a boost instead of a burden?"

"Your family is all talented individuals, and their accomplishments will not be lower than anyone. More importantly, they can provide you something that no one in the universe can: trust and loyalty."

Wang Wei frowned as he realized she was right. Whether it's his father, mother, or grandfather, Li Jun and Yan Liling are talented individuals capable of becoming Peal Paragons. So, they could be as helpful as Qiyuan and the others.

Wang Wei has always wondered why these Ancestors helped him so much. He guessed they placed their hope on him for something. And after his conversation with Mo Yuan, he guessed these people hoped he could find a way of detachment for them.

'Detachment: that's the source of the trouble.' He could feel once he embarks on his path of detachment, the entire Chaos Universe will enter a time of chaos and strife.

'Detachment is a source of trouble and a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I cannot allow my family to miss this chance. Plus, I may need their help as much as they need mine.'

Wang Wei suddenly felt peaceful after making a decision.

"You're right." He was glad he consulted her before making a decision.

"I'm always right: remember that."

"No need to brag," said Wang Wei before kissing her on the cheek and leaving; he went to a secret realm before meeting his grandfather again.

"Boy, why are you here? Do you want to drink again with me?"

"I'm good. I'm here to take you somewhere."

"Where?"

"To train."

Wang Chang paused before laughing, "Yes, the current you is enough to guide me in my cultivation. Let's go." He marveled at how quickly time passed. A little over a hundred thousand years ago, he was given this brat pointer and guidance with his experience. But now, the roles were reversed.

Wang Wei activated a token and teleported them to a secret realm he created himself.

"Your Overlord Dao is pretty and unique and has much potential." His grandfather's Overlord Dao was not the type of Overlord that overwhelmed and suppressed all his peers, but one that constantly evolved and surpassed its limit until reaching the pinnacle of might. It's another form of evolution Dao focused on increasing strength through pain, injuries, and life and death trials.

"Because of how your Dao works, it can only bring its full potential in a generation with countless peerless talent."

Wang Chang nodded; this is why he was so belligerent in his generation, garnering numerous enemies. He challenged everyone and made countless enemies to cultivate his Dao.

"You're not going to ask me to fight all the juniors of this generation, are you?" Wang Chang knew his thick skin did not reach that level; he still valued some of his seniority, not to mention most of these juniors were more powerful than him and could easily defeat him. Since waking up this morning, he asked Yu Yan about the things he missed, and he was shocked by how many heavy-defying talents appeared in this generation.

"Not completely," replied Wang Wei. "I've designed the secret realm into a scenario to help you. Your memories will be sealed and tempered with to believe something went wrong during a trip to another World Communities and you and father were kidnapped. You found a way to escape and have to fight countless opponents."

"Interesting. With these memories, I can experience real life and death."

"Indeed. The trials and obstacles are powerful puppets that will not go easy on you. I've blessed this secret realm with my Life-Death Dao and granted you a dozen revival opportunities."

"You mean I can die?"

"Yes."

"That's what I'm talking about. Anything else?"

"No."

Wang Chang flew inside, and Wang Wei calmly watched. He spent many years designing this thing, and he recently updated it. He left countless opportunities for his grandfather, including ways to increase his talent. He updated his Overlord Fist Scripture to have better body refining effects–including opponent black holes in the Acupoints.

He took one last look before flying to a special mountain in the sect.

…

Outside the Eternal Ascension World, a magnificent temple stood somewhere in Primordial Choas– which is the endless space between Chaos Worlds.

A handsome young man dressed in a purple robe was cultivating at the temple's core—a book with the character for [Heaven] as the title floated in front of him. The book was somehow directly connected to the River of Time.

The young man suddenly opened his eyes–which were extremely profound and appeared to contain all truth in the universe. He frowned before muttering, "Where is this weird feeling come from?"

With a single thought, countless secrets, truths, and knowledge of the Chaos Universe flashed in his mind as he searched for the odd feeling he felt. But he found nothing.

The young man looked at the book before his mind accessed the River of Time, swimming like his back garden. He closed his eyes to search for the answer. A few seconds later, he coughed a mouthful of blood as he muttered, "I missed a Time Nexus?"

He frowned before looking at the book, turning each page. There were only a few words on each page, none even forming a complete sentence.

"I haven't even found the protagonist yet, so what's the point of knowing I missed a Time Nexus?"

The young prepared to close his eyes to continue his cultivation. He gambled a lot on this book, even missing an opportunity for detachment by skipping the Ultimate Taboo. So, his plans have to work. freёwebnoѵel.com

However, he suddenly thought of something.

'This divination was too easy to get since it involved detached individuals."

He squinted his eyes as he used his vast knowledge to deduce infinite possibilities.

'The All-Seeing Temple predicted an upcoming strife that enveloped all of Primordial Chaos. However, Paragons are no longer the mast of this universe–Half-Step Detachments are. Only things related to them could affect the entire Chaos Universe.

"So, how could the temple predict things related to them?"

This generation's Temple Master was only a Paragon, so such a divination was beyond his means.

"I see," muttered the young man as he figured out something. "I might be playing with fire." However, he only smiled before closing his eyes and continuing with his plan.

Wang Wei looked into the distance, and his eyes seemed to penetrate infinite space and time.

"Have your path come to an end? Well, you should be proud of your achievements since even I could not do better," he muttered with deep praise in his eyes. Soon, he landed on a floating island habited by one individual: Yu Siyu, Dong Lifen's master from the Luck Trial.

Yu Siyu no longer looked like an old woman; she now looked middle-aged and quite beautiful, garnering the affection of many Elders from the older generation. However, she refused everyone's courtship.

She had a small garden next to her small wooden house. Yu Siyu was watering him when she sensed something and turned around. She stopped what she was doing and walked toward Wang Wei.

"Sect master," she bowed politely.

Wang Wei nodded as he observed her. She had a peaceful aura as she naturally blended with the surrounding Heaven and Earth. She was at the peak of the Saint Realm, close to becoming a True Monarch.

"Sect master, please come in; I'll serve tea."

Wang Wei followed inside, and the house was as simple as Yan Chen's hut. The only difference was the larger space and a few more rooms. However, there was no decoration or any form of luxury or comfort besides a bed in one of the rooms.

Yu Siyu served tea, and Wang Wei took a sip.

"Great tea," he commented with some surprise. The tea was sweet but not too sweet, had a mellow aftertaste, and a power of the Wood Element that nourished the body and mind. Long-term consumption of this tea can even increase the life span for Saint Realm cultivators.

"I cultivate it myself," said Yu Siyu. She cultivated the Dao of Wood and is an excellent spiritual herb planter. She used her skill to help the sect take care of many gardens; that's how Yu Siyu acquired sect points. Although Wang Wei ordered the sect to provide her with an upper-level disciple level of resources, she did not feel it was okay to accept all these rewards without paying anything in return.

Recently, she developed this new tea that can increase the life span of Saint and below cultivators, and the sect has rewarded her immensely, making Yu Siyu's mood very happy since she finally felt she could help.

"I'm sorry I did come to see you more often," said Wang Wei after realizing how little he paid attention to her. If not for the fact he's recently been thinking about her, he would not have come here. Otherwise, he would have known about such an achievement.

"It's fine. I understand the sect master is busy." Yu Siyu did not mind. She knew very well that the sect took good care of her because the latter made a promise and wanted to keep his words: nothing more and nothing less. Even back in the Warring Kingdom World, she understood they were from two different worlds. So, she never dreamt of having any relationship with Wang Wei.

"That's good. I see you're about to become a True Monarch. Do you have your own Dao?"

"Almost. I am saving enough sect points to listen to the 3000 Dao Orbs and create my scripture."

Wang Wei could tell Yu Siyu was a unique talent similar to Zhen Buyi or Mao Yue that involved temperament or state of mind. While Zhen Buyi has a Pure Heart, his grandmother was detached from life and death, and Yu Siyu is slow and steady, not affected by external affairs, knowing when to advance and retreat.

'It's a form of Taoism's inaction,' analyzed Wang Wei. These types of state of mind or temperament make it easier for individuals to comprehend the law. So, once they reached the Void Shattering Realm, they usually began to shine.

"You should look into Toaist Cultivation," commented Wang Wei.

"An Elder from the Preaching Hall told me the same thing, but the sect does not have that many pure Taoist Scripture."

Wang Wei waved his hand to hand her a space ring containing hundreds of Information Talismans, all with Taoist Scriptures. His Fate Shadow Guard has now perfectly infiltrated many of the Emperor Lineages–including the Taiyi Profound Gate and the Five Elements Palace. They have even begun to access these Lineages' Emperor Scriptures. Although they are not the original copy of Dao Rhymes, Wang Wei did not need the original with his comprehension level.

"Thank you," said Yu Siyu after checking a few of the jade Talismans. She was not hypocritical and rejected him. She understood she owed this man too much Karma. If not for him, she would not be able to achieve her dreams of walking the cultivation path and slowly climbing to the peak.

If not for him, she probably would have failed her attempt to break through to the Divine Altar Realm, leaving the mortal coil.

"Sect master, why did you come to see me? I'm willing to go to hell and back if you need something." Wang Wei was her benefactor, and Yu Siyu was willing to go to extreme lengths to repay him. Although such an act goes against her ideals of peace, tranquility, and steady progress, she would not hesitate to repay her karma.

"It's not that serious. I"m here to ask you about the position of Fate One."

"Fate One?"

Wang Wei then realized this was not the kind of secret someone like Yu Siyu would be privy to, so he explained the situation to her.

"You want to give such an important position to me?"

"Yes."

Yu Siyu's heart beat faster. She has pondered her future cultivation and what she will do after becoming a Quasi-Emperor. Yu Siyu has no ambition or desire for the Emperor's Path; this is a path for the ambitious, the bold and the brave, the dreamers–the people with the heart to support Heaven and Earth. And such a path was not suitable for her.

So, she concluded she had two choices: the first was to travel to a Great Thousand World and see if she could pass the trial and become a Dao Ancestor. However, this path was a challenging one. According to her research, the success rate of becoming a Dao Ancestor through this method is very low.

The second choice is to seal herself and hope some Emperor in the future will help her become an Immortal Venerable. However, once again, this is a path with a slim chance. After all, the sect has too many people waiting for similar opportunities; who knows when it will be her turn?

Finally, a tiny part of Yu Siyu hoped maybe her disciple would one day also prove the Dao and help her. After all, the sect master once commented her disciple was extremely talented. That is, if the latter did not forget their master-disciple relationship after so many years.

As for Wang Wei helping her achieve immortality? Yu Siyu never dreamt of it. The sect master has helped her plenty, so she did not expect him to continue doing so.

Many thoughts flashed in Yu Siyu's mind as she quickly calmed down, controlling her agitated emotions. "Sect master, you don't need to continue helping just because of a promise."

"This is not the reason I chose you. The criteria to become Fate One is someone who can endure the loneliness of the slow cultivation in the lower dimension. Someone who can dedicate their entire immortal life to protecting the sect and its foundation.

"Your temperament, ideals, and ambitions make you perfect for this role. That's why I chose you."

"What about my talent?" Yu Siyu knew her temperament cultivated in the backward and barren Small Great Thousand allowed her to catch up to some of the geniuses of this plane, but it did not change her innate talent was very poor.

"Your current talent is not considered bad," replied Wang Wei. With the sect's resources, Yu Siyu did receive a few opportunities to increase her talent. It's just she cannot remove the mindset she was from a low background, and thus she was not talented.

"Plus, there will be plenty of ways to increase your talent after I prove the Dao."

"But I don't cultivate Fate Dao."

"And you don't need to. After becoming Fate One, you can continue your own Dao; you'll only have access to some of my Fate Abilities." Her situation will be similar to Wang Ju's. Although she cultivated Shadow Dao, she will also have access to Fate Abilities after becoming Shadow Three.

Yu Siyu had a look of hesitation.

"If you worry about whether you're worthy of this opportunity, don't. Since I say you are worthy, then you are. If you are worried about the karma you owe me, repay it by protecting the sect.

"This is a great chance presented before you: don't hesitate and follow your heart."

Yu Siyu's eyes brightened as she understood this was not a simple offer. No, this was a fortunate encounter to acquire an Immortal Destiny. As long as she accepts, she will have the chance to escape the shackles of death and continue her goal of slowly climbing the cultivation ladder.

"I accept," she replied decisively, choosing not to pass on this opportunity.

"I'm glad," nodded Wang Wei before discussing everything in more detail with her. After he finished, he prepared to leave, but Yu Siyu asked him:

"Sect master, I wonder how my disciple is? The sect told me the Warring Kingdom World was gone from its former coordinate."

She's doing fine. No, she's doing better than fine," replied Wang Wei, and he was not exaggerating. Dong Lifen's achievement even shocked him and could be described as legendary. If she came to the Myriad Emperor World, she could suppress all the members of the current generation–except for him and Di Tian.

Wang Wei would be considered a worthy adversary, a threat only second to Di Tian.

"However, she is also a little too stubborn and reckless," added Wang Wei, as he was not lying. Dong Lifen's recent actions almost got her killed and destroyed her path. Luckily, he asked the sect to look out for her, so an Insurgent had to save her.

"Is she alright?" hurriedly asked Yu Suyi.

"Only injured, but she's fine," replied Wang Wei. "If you want to see, I can send someone to guide you."

She hesitated for a moment, "Is this a good idea?" After not seeing her disciple for so long, she feared their affection for each other was no longer there. Although the bond between a master and disciples is often as strong as a parent and their child, this law was not absolute–especially since Dong Lifen seemed to have achieved so much without her guidance and help.

"I cannot comment whether your disciple's heart has changed after garnering such power. However, you won't know until you meet her again."

"Indeed. Some things must be faced directly," commented Yu Suyi, and Wang Wei agreed. So, he chatted for a few minutes before calling someone to send her to another World Community.

As he watched her departure, Wang Wei's eyes squinted.

'Dong Lifen's accomplishments are beyond my expectations. If I can convince her to become a sect member, we are guaranteed to have another Eternal Supreme after a few generations.'

He then frowned. This idea sounds good on the surface, but it was not that easy to achieve. From his observation, Dong Lifen is a very ambitious and might not want to join any factions since she does not need to.

'Forget joining the sect, she might not even accept my offer to help me with that plan,' thought Wang Wei with a frown, calculating different possibilities.

'It's useless to force her, so I can only hope she's willing to pay the karma she owes me.'

After shaking his head, he went to see Li Jun, but the latter had already left, searching for the War Talisman. So, Wang Wei flew out of the sect and opened a portal to the Eastern Continent.

To be precise, he flew to the White Cloud Domain at the southern end of the continent. This domain was not controlled by any Emperor Lineages or even any Supreme Lineage. Instead, five Holy Lands controlled it, forming a power balance.

After arriving at his destination, Wang Wei began to search for information. Unfortunately, this place was too far away and barren for his Fate Shadow Guard to reach. Furthermore, although he was sure no one in this plat could threaten him, even in their dreams, he did not lose his caution.

He did a few divinations and got the information he wanted. However, since the purpose of his visits involved Heavenly Dao, he was still cautious despite their "good" relationship. After disguising himself, he went to the most popular in this place and listened to the information he wanted.

Then, he walked out of the inn and wrote a talisman in the air before sending it into the distance.

Suddenly, the void beside him fluctuated, and a sword pierced his heart. At least, it tried to. Unfortunately, the blade and the person behind could not move, stuck in the air like time had frozen.

Wang Wei calmly looked at the person who came; his eyes calmed as if he expected the person to come. A cultivator does not entirely lose the power of the Domain after entering the Supreme Realm. Instead, the Domain changed from an active ability to a passive one. So, Wang Wei can naturally see and sense everything in the surrounding trillion kilometers.

"Someone from the Shadow Slayer Temple?" That's the second time someone from the temple tried to assassinate him. After the first time, he eliminated most of their branches in the Central Continent while having his guard infiltrate the other branches. So, he knew he had a high price in his head, and as the final battle approached, the price drastically increased.

And he was not the only one. Any Heaven Chosen with some reputation has a high bounty in the Shadow Slayer Temple, the Death Order Palace, and other assassination-based factions.

But, he never expected someone was stupid, no, brave enough to actually come to assassinate him. Furthermore, the person who came was a little Quaso-Emperor; Wang Wei would have understood if an Immortal Sovereign or Dao Ancestor decided to break the rules and kill him.

Wang Wei glanced at the assassin, and with one look, he searched the latter's soul, read his fate line, and searched through his karmic relationships; he guessed this person must have something to rely on to come to assassinate him.

And he was right.

"An Innate Technique?" muttered Wang Wei as he learned this assassin was lucky enough to find a rare innate technique, born from Heaven and Earth, called [Out of This World]. The first levels of this technique allowed a cultivator to hide their aura and breath perfectly. Then, they can blend with Heaven and Earth to hide. Finally, in the last stage, the cultivator's body can enter a unique dimension, separating from Heaven and Earth to achieve the ultimate level of hiding. In that separated dimension, they can hide their breath, soul, luck, karma, and even fate.

Unfortunately, this assassin could not cultivate this technique to this level since it requires comprehending Space-Time Laws. He only forcefully achieved the last level by exchanging space-time resources from the Shadow Slayer Temple.

As for the reasons he wanted to assassinate Wang Wei? It was due to his younger sister. This young man doted on his sister after their parents sadly passed away. After acquiring the innate technique, he became an assassin to give her a better life.

Unfortunately, his protective nature for her was insatiable. As the assassin grew more powerful and climbed the ladder of the Shadow Slayer Temple, he wanted more for his sister. He saw Wang Wei's bounty and knew if he succeeded, his sister would have the resources of a Heaven Chosen from Emperor Lineage with 3-4 Great Emperors.

So, he took the risk.

Wang Wei was speechless after learning all of this. This guy's technique was not even cultivated to perfection, but he still took the risk. And even if it was, and he could hide from his sense, his attack would not even break his skin.

"Anyway, an innate technique is a good find," he muttered. Since the Null Era, innate techniques have become rarer and rarer, to the point most cultivators in the modern era do not believe they exist.

'It's quite the ingenious technique, and I can learn a thing or two from it. Plus, it's perfect for the Fate Shadow Guard.'

He looked at the assassin, wondering what to do with him.

"Do you want to work with me?" asked Wang Wei. "With me as your boss, you don't have to worry about resources for your sister or how to find powerful teachers for her."

This person's talent was not bad, and his luck was remarkable. So, it might be worth it to become one of his subordinates. Additionally, having another pawn in the Shadow Slayer Temple is not bad.

The assassin found himself capable of moving, and a great horror flashed in his mind; he understood how stupid of a decision he had made. He took a moment to calm down, processing Wang Wei's words.

"What will happen to me if I don't agree?"

"Of course, you'll die," said Wang Wei with a smile.

The assassin's body trembled, "Zhang Jing has seen the master." He quickly agreed as he could not fathom what would happen to his sister if he died now. Plus, it's good to have a backer like the Dao Opening Sect.

"Good choice," said Wang Wei before teleporting this assassin to the Fate Shadow Guard with instruction to Wang Ju to incorporate him and his technique into the group.

"It's a shame," muttered Wang Wei. He thought this guy was a protagonist template and his sister was a supreme genius. If so, the Dao Opening Sect would have another talent. Unfortunately, from what he saw, his sister's talent was mediocre.

Wang Wei then looked toward one of the Shadow Slayer Temple's branches and sneered. Wu Hong already told him she had placed a secret marker in the Dao Burial Ground. So, after proving the Dao, he can find these rats and eradicate them even if they run and hide. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Wang Wei left to find an inn to rest for the day. During this entire ordeal, no one in the street noticed him or the assassin; it was like he was never there in the first place.

The next day, Wang Wei headed to the East Lotus Sect, one of the five Holy Lands that rule this domain.

Many people stood at the entrance of the East Lotus Sect. Two people were at the front, one woman and a middle-aged man. And behind them stood five elderlies with gray hair and aged spots on their faces.

"Ancestor, why do you think the sect master of the Dao Opening Sect is coming to our sect?" asked the middle-aged man called Pan Zemin–the sect master.

"How would I know why such a supreme entity would come to this backward place?" replied the oldest ancestor.

"Do you think he came here to destroy our sect?" asked another.

"Not likely. We did not offend them or even have any contact. Plus, if he wanted to destroy us, he did not have to send a formal notice of arrival or come in person," said the only woman of the five ancestors.

"His arrival might be an opportunity for us," said another, looking at the young woman next to the patriarch.

"Don't even think about it. He's already married."

"It's normal for such a supreme entity to have a harem of dozen wives and concubines. Our sect will rise as long as Fei's get some of his favors."

Pan Jingfei lowered her head, not daring to say something.

"According to information we know, the Wang Clan has only one Dao Companion in the last three generations," said the oldest ancestor. "No offense to you, Fei'er, but I don't think you're worthy even to be his concubine."

The other four quieted down as they agreed with this sentence. If the sect master wanted more wives and concubines, countless Emperor Lineages would line up to send their best disciples to be chosen. So, it will never be the turn of their East Lotus Sect.

"Ancestor, I'm not offended," said Pan Jingfei calmly, not allowing anyone to discern her thoughts. Pan Zemin patted his daughter's shoulder and did not say anything.

Then, everybody waited quietly. A few minutes later, Wang Wei landed from the sky.

"I apologize for my tardiness," said Wang Wei with a smile, even though he arrived at the exact time he notified them.

"No, no, it's us who arrived earlier," Pan Zemin hurriedly said.

"You can be at ease since I have no malicious intent said," Wang Wei as he observed these people. The man in the front–who is most likely the sect master–was in the Void Shattering Realm. The woman next to her had just entered the Primordial Spirit Realm, and the five elderlies were in the Saint Realm.

However, Wang Wei can see their foundation was weak and running out of life essence; they probably had between 5000 to 12,000 years to live.

"Once I achieve my purpose, I will reward your sect."

"Thank you, sect master, for your generosity," they said as they quickly bowed. Wang Wei nodded before following these people into the sect; he also took this opportunity to get to know them. The members of the East Lotus Sect soon noticed he was easy to get along with.

He had no arrogance or displayed any pride or contempt for them. So, they can only sigh that the disciples raised by these powerful lineages are something else.

Wang Wei came here for the secret realm Heavenly Dao gave him. The reason for his caution was that he needed to go here to open the hidden realm instead of using the token to teleport inside directly. He feared Heavenly Dao was plotting against him, so he did not secretly come to this sect and enter. After chatting with these people, he dismissed them on the excuse he wanted to rest.

He wanted to observe for a few days to see if there were any anomalies, and he did. There is a very well-hidden secret realm with a weird aura in this place. He did not immediately go in but continued searching the sect.

A few days later, he entered the weird secret realm. He saw a man sitting cross-legged with an eerie black aura emanating from him. Wang Wei instantly felt this man's aura was familiar, and it took him a moment to figure it out.

'The aura is similar to Yi Lianchang–except less pure.'

The man opened his eyes and looked at Wang Wei with great ferocity. "Who are you?"

"Are you the founder of the East Lotus Sect?" asked Wang Wei instead of replying. He searched through all the sect records and made a bold guess based on the gathered data.

"The East Lotus Sect," muttered the weird man with a look of reminisce. "That was a long time ago."

Indeed. From the information Wang Wei gathered, the East Lotus Sect was only 20 million years old, and their patriarch was only in the Saint Realm when he passed away. Yet, this man was alive.

The power of Fate and Yin-Yang flashed in Wang Wei's eyes as he divined the secret of Heaven; he wanted to know the origin of this person's weirdness.

"The Abyss Gap," he muttered, making the founder frown. "How did you know?"

Wang Wei did not answer him as he figured out many things. Heavenly Dao sensed some danger to the world originating from this place, so it wanted to guide Wang Wei here to eradicate it.

'This is why I don't like you. You could have just told me, and I would have taken care of it,' he thought, shaking his head. He then focused on finding more information about the Abyss Gap, but he could not divine any more power.

'Is the Abyss Gap related to Cthulhu and the Old Ones? Or is there another reason why the aura is so similar?'

"Your arrogance disgusts me," said the founder. "Regardless, you exude such vitality. Something tells me I will benefit greatly after swallowing you."

Wang Wei was annoyed this guy interrupted his thinking, so he waved his hand. Numerous runes appeared around the founder, and he turned into a bead before he could react. Wang Wei did not want to eradicate him since he could find more information after capturing him. So, he sealed him, including his consciousness, to ensure he did not kill himself to escape. He did not know whether this guy was immortal similar to Yu Zhou or Yi Lianchang.

Wang Wei searched his soul and learned a lot of new information. The founder's name is Qin Li, and 20 million years ago, as he approached the limit of his lifespan, he left the sect to find an opportunity to break through. And one of the islands between the central and southern continent, he found his chance.

It was an altar to pray to an extraordinary being. According to the information, as long as he asked that great being anything, they would achieve his wish. Qin Li was not stupid, so he knew the possible consequences of dealing with powerful and unknown entities. Unfortunately, he feared death.

In desperation, he used the altar and succeeded. The unknown entity granted him longevity and power. The only thing it asked in return was for him to secretly set up a formation at some point in the future. Although Qin Li could guess the purpose of this formation, he could not refuse; he was already in too deep, and his soul no longer belonged to him.

"Someone is plotting the Myriad Emperor World," muttered Wang Wei. He's done a similar thing as this altar using his Soul Network. "No, maybe not just us but the entire lower dimension." This plot might be bigger than it seemed on the surface.

He waved his hand to create a talisman and contacted his wife.

"Do you know anything about the Abyss Gap?" he asked directly, making Wu Hong frown as she tried to remember.

"The only thing I know is it's a forbidden land in the Endless Void that is sealed. Most Emperors from the Endless Void will reinforce the seal before ascending. But even then, a weird aura will be released to corrode the seal."

"Even with so many Emperors reinforcing it, it still corrodes the seal?"

"Yes."

"Even your seal?"

"I did not have a chance to add to it," replied Wu Hong. After proving the Dao, her time in the lower dimension was short, and she spent most of it annihilating the devil race. And before her exile to the upper dimension, she did not have the opportunity to add her own seal.

"Why are you asking about this?"

Wang Wei explained the situation to her.

"If the Abyss Gap is related to a taboo, it would complicate things."

"You don't sound too worried."

"Well, these troubles are your problem."

Wang Wei's lips twitched before ending the talisman. He looked at this secret realm and used the Law of Space to take it away; he wanted to see if he could find more clues.

He returned to the East Lotus Sect. He did not tell these people about what happened but rewarded them. He modified their sect cultivation technique to reach the Quasi Emperor Realm and helped these ancestors to extend their life by another 2000 years.

Finally, he used the token to enter the secret realm from the Null Era.