“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.
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.
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.