Wang Wei flew to Tianwei Peak as he waited for Wang Ju. He took this moment of quiet to think about the Dark Truth and the previous conversation he had with Wu Hong.
There have been countless geniuses thought the Chaos Universe, including people like him, who are Dao Overlords, born with Paragon Souls, cultivated Nine Extremity Foundation, or even a combination of the three.
Wang Wei knew he had three advantages over others: his recent Ten Supremacy Foundation, his Willpower, and the knowledge from Earth, which is another civilization.
‘The Ten Supremacy Foundation should only help me until the Empyrean Realm. My Willpower and sealed spiritual power until the Paragon Realm, and finally, my greatest advantage should be Earth.’
Wang Wei has read many stories about how many protagonists reached Transcendence, and he can use them as references. Although there is a high chance these methods are nonsense or pure fantasy, it does not matter.
The power of cultivation allowed people to turn fantasy into reality and nonsense into truth. So, after reaching the peak of Paragon Realm, he can try all these nonsense ideas one by one. After all, he will be immortal and has an infinite lifespan to try them all.
Regardless, his Earth advantage is not as absolute as he would like since there are others. First, there is the Human Emperor, who is very likely to be the First Emperor of China, the ruler of the Qin Dynasty–Qin Shihuang.
Furthermore, Wang Wei believes he was not the only one Hongjun reincarnated. Even worse, there is a high chance he was in an accident and was not part of the latter’s original plan.
‘So, the danger of the Dark Truth is worth the risk to increase my chances at Transcendence,’ pondered Wang Wei. ‘Furthermore, there might be no danger at all.’
The idea of using the Dark Truth would not appear in her mind for no reason.
‘So, there is a high chance future me or future her sent the information, planning across space-time,’ he pondered, deep in thought. ‘I should also consider the possibility my future enemy is calculating me across time. But if my future self cannot prevent such a method, he’s a waste.’
Wang Wei suddenly groaned; he did not like that his future self was planning his current self. If he had the power, he would revolt against his future self.
“The ancients did not deceive me when they said weakness was a sin,” he muttered with a sigh. Then, he chuckled as he realized his future self was speechless right as he realized his younger self wanted to rebel. His mood improved after thinking about this as he relaxed.
‘Wang Ju is late. Did something happen?’ he thought as he looked at the time. Since she did not ask for help, it must be something minor. So, Wang Wei took this time to further analyze his Ten Supremacy Foundation; he felt there might be more mysteries to unravel.
‘I wonder whether there will one day be Eleven Hegemony Foundation or Twelve Ultimate Foundation. Well, the names need some work.’
He theorized whether these two foundations would require a mortal to have Empyrean and Paragon Strength; that would be terrifying and probably impossible.
‘Most like, Eleven Hegemony Foundation would require Second Class Emperor Strength, and Twelve Ultimate Foundation would require First Class Strength. And if there is a Thirteen Transcendent Foundation, it would require Eternal-level power.’
Wang Wei shook his head as those requirements were also crazy–especially knowing the vast strength difference between each Class. He could not fathom what it would take for a mortal to meet these requirements.
As for himself? He only pondered briefly about these foundations before giving up. There were only 500 years before the Heaven Will Battle. Furthermore, he has yet to discover the missing link to his Ten Supremacy Foundation, let alone have any ideas on higher ones. So, he shook his head to remove these ideas from his mind.
Wang Wei waved his hand to manifest his Fate Palaces. Oddly, there were not nine but ten; unfortunately, the last one was transparent and not completely condensed.
‘I previously thought the Fate Palaces would be useless after proving the Dao,’ he thought. ‘I plan to see if I could create a few unique techniques using them. However, after seeing the tenth one, my intuition tells me they will be extremely vital to me in the future.’
His intuition told him after condensing the twelfth palaces–most likely after becoming a Paragon–something magical would happen, and the true brilliance of these Fate Palaces will manifest.
“Sect Master, I apologize for my tardiness.”
Wang Wei put away his palaces before gazing at the kneeling Wang Ju.
“Get up.”
“Thank you.”
“What happened?”
“The traitors tried to use the increasing number of Alchemists to infiltrate the sect. I was hunting down their people.”
“Did you get any information or capture anyone?”
“Unfortunately, no. They committed suicide as soon as I was about to catch them.”
“I see. Well, forget them for now,” replied Wang Wei. “Did anything change with your strength after my retreat?”
“No, I still retain the peak 7-Leaf battle prowess,” explained Wang Ju. “However, I discovered I could enter a special state where my strength reached the Dao Ancestor level. However, the state will not last long and place a severe burden on my body afterward.”
“As expected, Heavenly Dao or Grand Dao nerfed the technique,” muttered Wang Wei to himself. ‘I guess it’s better than nothing.’
Then, he asked Wang Ju, “Tell me the important information that happened during the past 200,000 years.”
“Yes. Firstly, the Dao Burial Ground disappeared right before you entered seclusion.”
Wang Wie nodded as he remembered hearing this news. However, he was dealing with Di Tian, followed by the Spirit Genesis Sect, so he did not pay too much attention.
“I have tried to investigate the cause of this disappearance, but nothing has been found after so many years.”
“That’s fine. Anything else?” Wang Wei did not care about these rats since he could find them anytime after becoming an Emperor.
“Wu Meng from the Origin Rune Palace hunted down someone with an Entrance Token. He has hinted that he has no desire to compete in the final battle and wants to become our ally. According to our analysis, there is a 70% chance he’s telling the truth and a 30% chance he’s lying and want to backstab us.”
“I see. Continue.”
“Many sealed Heaven Chosens have awakened and hunted these weak individuals with Entrance Token.”
“These wastes,” muttered Wang Wei. “I saved them and placed karma on them for nothing.”
He looked in the distance as he sensed the disappearing Karma threads. With a flick of his fingers, he placed these threads on these people’s descendants, families, and loved ones. As for the ones who were true loners, he plans to pass the debts to their factions after he becomes an Emperor and is more powerful.
“What else?”
“We have infiltrated deep into this world’s branch of the Corpse Selling Sect.”
“Oh, what happened?” asked Wang Wei with intrigue. Wang Ju explained how she used the conflict between Wang Wei and Yu Zhou–who wanted a new body–to justifiably attack the Corpse Selling Sect. Then, in the chaos, she sent more of her Fate Shadow Guard to infiltrate the sect.
“Excellent work,” said Wang Wei, genuinely surprised; he did not think Wang Ju was this capable. “Do you want any reward?”
“Sect master’s praise is more than enough,” replied Wang Ju–who spoke from the heart. As the sect master’s shadows, she did not lack any resources or power. However, she feared her work would not be satisfactory, so she was more than happy with these words of praise.
“If you say so,” nodded Wang Wei, not inisting. “Anything else, or is this the end?”
“No, the most significant event in the past few years is Feng Heng becoming a traitor to the Taiyi Profound Gate. They denounced his status as the next heir and even hunted him down.
“The event shocked the world because many Immortal Tier Powerhouses and even Insurgents betrayed the sect with Feng Heng.”
“So, he was found out in the end?” commented Wang Wei with a frown. “How was our situation?”
“The Profound Gate discovered many of our upper-level spies and killed them. Only a few escaped.”
“This Feng Heng is becoming a pain in the ass and a terrible associate,” groaned Wang Wei. It was because of his people that Feng Hend was not discovered sooner. But now, all his works seemed in vain.
“Whatever. I’ve done my part to repay my Karma with Buddishm,” he added. “Do we still have people inside?”
“Yes, but they are few in between.”
“That’s more than enough. What happened to Feng Heng?”
“He disappeared, and no one can find him,” replied Wang Ju. “I guess he is hiding inside the Western Pure Land. Sect master, do you want to contact him?”
“No, leave him alone. In the current situation, he needs us more than we need him.”