Wang Wei lay naked on a bed with his right arm around Wu Hong’s also naked body. Meanwhile, his left hand kept caressing her long legs. He felt refreshed and relaxed while praising himself for increasing his fleshly body’s strength; otherwise, he would not last long in this crazy session.
“So, how do you feel after becoming a Dao Overlord?” asked Wu Hong.
“Freer? I don’t know. Somehow, I expect more from the reward.”
“With all the reward you receive, aren’t you being too greedy?”
“In that case, I am angry about it. Why does Heavenly Dao get to test my worthiness to cultivate Dao? Who gives it the right?”
“Because you’re weak, so it can determine your worthiness.”
Wang Wei almost choked when he heard this. Although it was true, it did not mean he wanted to accept it.
“Whatever, one day, it will be my puppet anyway.”
Wu Hong did not comment on this subject further, so she asked: “Since now you can cultivate all the Supreme Daos without any consequences, do you plan to?”
“No, I just want to focus on Fate Dao.”
“That’s good. More does not always mean better. Plus, Fate is very versatile and can use the power and abilities of the others.”
Wang Wei agreed with her. Fate can control all Daos like Chaos, end all Daos like Destruction, and calculate information, knowledge, and secrets like the Dao of Heaven.
It can even involve the power of Creation if used correctly, not to mention Empyreans seemed to have the ability to create life. So, Wang Wei felt it would be best to remain pure and focus on one Supreme Dao.
Suddenly, he remembered something and asked: “Do you know someone called Xu Jinyao?”
“How do you know her?” asked Wu Hong calmly, but Wang Wei could feel a change in her aura. He scrutinized her, but she just stared at him, seeming to demand how she knew that name.
So, he explained the entire situation with his Fate Line and such.
“She’s only a Great Emperor, very close to the Empyrean Realm, so she should not have such ability.”
“So, who is she exactly?”
“Xu Jinyao is considered one of the most beautiful women ever. When she was born, the Grand Dao itself showed up to celebrate her birth and beauty; she is even considered the creature closest to perfection when it comes to beauty.
“Tempted, aren’t you?”
“Of course not. I’m a man of morale and dignity.”
“Hmph, I bet you are thinking only a person like you with a protagonist’s aura would have a Fate Love Connection with the most beautiful woman in existence?”
“That is pure slander with no proof; I’m innocent,” replied Wang Wei as his mind worked trillions of thoughts in less than a nanosecond. “Plus, you’re the most beautiful woman in existence. What Xu Jinyao? Whoever gave her that title is blind.”
Wu Hong looked at him directly in the eyes and saw the innocence and purity there.
“It seems you have gotten better at hiding his thoughts and guilt.”
“What guilt? What’s with all the accusations today?”
Wu Hong ignored him before placing her head on his chest. She sighed slightly before saying: “To be fair, she is a great woman: very kind and nurturing. It’s a shame that fate was not kind to her.”
What Wu Hong did not say was in the previous timeline, two women played an essential role in Wang Wei’s life: her and Xu Jinyao. Many times, Xu Jinyao saved his life or used her connection to protect him.
In the end, he owed her so much karma, and after seeing how much she paid for him, he felt he had an obligation to be with her. Wang Wei’s thoughts created a lot of conflicts with Empress Wu–the only woman he truly loved. So, he finally decided to make a clone that lived with her in seclusion while the real body continued his relationship with Wu Hong.
Wang Wei felt there was more to Xu Jinyao than Wu Hong stated; however, he also felt it was unwise to ask anymore. Anyway, once he got the chance, he would cut off their Fate Connection; it did not matter how beautiful she was.
So, Wang Wei decided to change the subject. The booklet Ancestor Wucheng flew from his space ring and floated above the bed. Then, the two read it.
The book theorized the vast difference between the Quasi-Emperor Realm and the Great Emperor Realm because there should be at least 30 to 40 Great Cultivation Realms between these two Tiers.
For example, there should be at least 15 great realms–not small stages in a realm–between Quasi-Emperor and Immortal Venerable, 25 great realms for Dao Veneravles, and over 40 realms for a Third-Class Emperor.
However, the Heaven Will allows cultivators to skip all these realms without any repercussions, hence the vast difference in strength between Mortal and Immortal Tier cultivators.
Although the author stated all of this was his theory, Wang Wei felt it was a very reasonable theory.
“I think he has a point; what do you think?”
“He’s right,” replied Wu Hong.
“How so?”
“In many Ordinary Chaos World, it is normal to have a couple of dozens of cultivation realms. Meanwhile, in Source Chaos Worlds, there are always only 12 realms.”
“Ordinary Chaos World? Source Chaos World?”
Wu Hong then explained to him after seeing his confusion. They were currently in the lower dimension–also called Endless Void–of the Eternal Ascencion World. The upper dimension was where all the Great Emperors ascended to when they disappeared since the environment was more suited for them to cultivate: this was also where Empyreans and Paragons lived or existed.
Beyond the Eternal Ascencion World was Primordial Chaos, a dark and infinite place where a noble race called Fiendgods lived and ruled. Primordial Chaos contained many Chaos Worlds, divided into Normal and Source Worlds.
There is nothing special about most normal worlds, whereas Source Worlds have Heaven Will so they can give birth to Great Emperors, Empyreans, and Paragons.
Together, all the Chaos Worlds in existence formed the Chaos Universe.
“Interesting,” muttered Wang Wei as this information solved a few of the puzzled in his mind. He now understood the Earth was probably located in another Chaos World in Primordial Chaos.
Furthermore, the endless space he traveled through after being swallowed by the space crack was probably Primordial Chaos. However, this begs the question: how did his mortal soul survive in such a dangerous place?
Even if the blue spots could increase his Soul Strenght and Quality, would that be enough? He was sure he would meet some creatures during his long voyage, even some Fiendgods, so how did he survive?
Could it be his soul reached a point that it could compete with these creatures, or did something else happen?
‘Maybe that old fox Hongjun secretly protected me, but why?’
By now, he knew this reincarnation was not an accident. Most likely, Hongjun is directly involved, or he was caught in an accident that was meant to reincarnate other people from earth to other Chaos Worlds.
No matter what, he decided not to return to Earth until he was strong enough. From what he learned from reading Prehistoric Novels, the Conferred God List, and Journey to the West, Hongjun and all the Saints are cunning and scheming individuals.
So, without sufficient strength, he would be nothing but a pawn in their hands. Of course, if Hongjun truly helped him without scheming against him, even if he had a request, Wang Wei would repay the karma if it was not something outrageous.
“How strong would someone be to protect a person from one Chaos World to another?” asked Wu Hong.
“What do you mean?”
Wang Wei suddenly realized he did not tell her in detail about the trial, so he took this opportunity to do so.
“As long as a Paragon has a connection to that world or the coordinate, they can do it. However, to protect you from Grand Dao Eye because of a taboo, even a Boundless Paragon cannot do that. Only power beyond….”
Wang Wei looked at Wu Hong but did not ask further after seeing she did not continue. Some things cannot be said, nor do they need to be said. By now, he understood this fact extremely well. So, he decided to change the subject.
“I wonder whether there are other Chaos Universes? Or better yet, what is beyond Primordial Chaos and the Chaos Universe? Could it be Hong….”
“Shhh, don’t say anything,” said Wu Hong as she quickly closed his mouth with her delicate hands, making him realize he was once again talking about things beyond his weight class.
So, after nodding to her, he sighed with slight frustration. It is moments like this that make him realize his weakness and also increase his desire to become free and unfettered.
After all, how uncomfortable it is to unable to talk about certain things because of how weak he was.
“It’s alright. Use this frustration as motivation,” said Wu Hong.
“I will. Alright, let’s talk about something else. What have you been doing during your imprisonment?”