Xu Yiyi pondered for a long ti before asking again:
"Aunt, in cultivation, can’t we avoid death and all seek immortality peacefully together?"
Yu Guiwan gave a bitter smile.
When she was young, hadn’t she thought the sa?
But the world doesn’t beco peaceful just because you wish it so.
The past eras Yu Guiwan had not witnessed, speaking only of this era.
Little junior brother Qingfeng’s Heavenly Court dominated the Tao Lineages of the Immortal Domain, Heavenly Soldiers guarded the Four Immortal Domains, and it was already quite peaceful.
Yet still, all kinds of corruption couldn’t be completely eradicated.
The Immortal Domain has countless races, Tao Orthodox Holy Lands are everywhere, and living beings are innurable, making true coexistence impossible.
After all, while the Immortal Domain is vast, cultivation resources are limited, and fair distribution exists only in fantasy.
To gain more resources, one must stand taller. To avoid being plundered by others, one must stand taller as well.
And to achieve all this, one can only elevate their boundary by any ans necessary, at any cost.
The Cultivation World.
Cruel beyond any place.
Winners take all, while losers may lose everything, including their lives.
"They call it the Immortal Domain, but where is there even a bit of immortality? Cultivators look down on mortals without divine skills and still possessing human desires."
"But in reality, cultivators are rely mortals who live a bit longer, and their desires only exceed those of ordinary people," Yu Guiwan remarked wistfully.
"But Daddy is different, Daddy is a perfect person," Xu Yiyi corrected.
"Him?"
Yu Guiwan smilingly said, "When you’re a bit older, aunt will tell you the story of the number one playboy in the Immortal Domain."
"Ahem."
A light cough ca from the room: "Senior Sister, let’s not tell the child those untrue rumors of the Immortal Domain, don’t believe or spread them."
"Heh."
Yu Guiwan rolled her eyes and then asked, "How about sleeping with Aunt tonight?"
Yiyi counted on her fingers and said, "Tonight, I said I’d sleep with Mommy, tomorrow night, I want to listen to Daddy tell stories."
"Then the day after tomorrow?"
"The day after tomorrow, I want to sleep on my own."
"Just say you don’t want to be with ." Yu Guiwan sighed, touching her forehead.
"That would make Aunt sad."
"..."
Truly worthy of being the daughter of little junior brother Qingfeng.
The skill of cutting one off with just three sentences is exactly like Xu Qingfeng when he was young.
In the Refinent Workshop.
Xu Lai couldn’t help but chuckle as he focused part of his divine sense on artifact refining, and another part on the Cloud Water Rust Characters.
But the deciphering of the Cloud Water Rust Characters had reached another bottleneck.
The first ten characters had all been solved, but starting from the eleventh, Xu Lai had absolutely no leads.
He was not anxious.
He understood that so things cannot be forced.
Xu Lai looked toward the sky, where a cloud was stealthily peeking around, it was Sikong Jiu.
Xu Lai gestured with his hand.
Sikong Jiu’s figure appeared in the Refinent Workshop.
Heavenly Dao awkwardly scratched his head: "I still couldn’t hide from you, Supre Emperor. As expected of the greatest emperor of all ti!"
Xu Lai said nothing, glancing sideways.
Even soone as thick-skinned as Sikong Jiu felt a bit embarrassed being stared at, maybe he had boasted a bit too much earlier.
He coughed and hesitated, "I’ve co this ti, not knowing what the Supre Emperor wants to ask..."
"Nothing I want to ask."
"Ha?"
Sikong Jiu was dumbfounded.
His identity had been uncovered by the Ji Family, even though the Supre Emperor couldn’t be there in person at the ti, he knew that the Supre Emperor’s divine sense was always covering the Moon.
So, when Xu Lai and Yiyi returned to Earth, Sikong Jiu thought it over and chose to co willingly to Haitang Court to await the Supre Emperor’s questioning, only to find out the other had nothing to ask.
Sikong Jiu suddenly beca vigilant.
No way.
This is definitely the ’to catch one must let loose’ strategy from the Thirty-Six Stratagems of War!
Acting uninterested on the surface, but inside might be overjoyed.
Sikong Jiu simply didn’t speak, staying silently to the side, waiting for the Supre Emperor to speak first.
Yet in waiting.
Several hours passed.
Now it was Sikong Jiu who felt uneasy. He incredulously asked, "Supre Emperor, you really have nothing to ask ?"
"You’re still here?"
"..."
Sikong Jiu hesitated, feeling an inexplicable sense of defeat.
He once was from the First Era where emperors rose together, wrist wrestling with the Great Emperor Tianmo, fleeing after being chased from the Nine Kings’ Palace as an Emperor Realm.
Not to ntion being a living fossil of the Immortal Domain, at least half a fossil. Yet the Supre Emperor ’neglected’ him like this, showing not the slightest interest.
"By the way."
Xu Lai spoke.
Sikong Jiu’s spirit lifted.
Here it cos, the Supre Emperor’s questions may be late but will never be absent.
"When you leave, take out the trash from my house, don’t forget to sort it."
"???"
Sikong Jiu was rendered speechless.
Then Heavenly Dao was chased out, holding two big bags of trash, standing by the trash bin outside Haitang Court, under the moonlight, Sikong Jiu appeared particularly dazed.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing?
Sikong Jiu’s mind directly brought up these three existential questions, only to curse again while sorting the trash.
How was he supposed to know what trash the useless spirit plants and discarded immortal-grade spirit stones actually were?
"Damn it!"
Sikong Jiu cursed in human race’s vulgar terms.
The next second.
Sikong Jiu was grabbed back into the Refinent Workshop by a big hand, Xu Lai smirked, "A little dissatisfied about asking you to take out the trash?"
"Not at all..."
"Hmm? I didn’t quite hear you, what did you say just now."
"I couldn’t be more satisfied!"
Sikong Jiu teared up, "Supre Emperor, please don’t tornt , just ask sothing, I will definitely speak without reserve."
"I have nothing to ask, you can go back now," Xu Lai said.
The more this was the case, the more Sikong Jiu’s heart started to panic, sensing an impending sense of abandonnt.
He trembled, "I beg you, ask sothing, anything, I’ll even offer spirit stones and spirit plants."
"Get lost, if you delay my artifact refining and alchemy, I’ll toss you in as ingredients," Xu Lai said with a dark face.
"Alright, alright, then Supre Emperor, should you need anything, please instruct."
Sikong Jiu heaved a sigh of relief. The impatient attitude and tone of the Supre Emperor were just right, the casual stance earlier was just making him anxious.
Sikong Jiu slowly got up, bowed to take his leave, and humd a little tune unconsciously as he left, feeling much more relaxed.
...
...
On the other side.
Yiyi lay on the soft bed, rolling comfortably, as it wasn’t as cozy in Chang’an City as at ho.
Once the daughter tired of playing.
Ruan Tang held her daughter in her arms, and the mother and daughter spoke intimately.
"Yiyi, Mama doesn’t know where you’ve been with Aunt these days, nor what you’re doing, but there’s one thing you must rember, ensure your own safety."
"Mmm, mmm, mmm."
The little girl nodded repeatedly, excitedly saying, "Oh right, Mama, I’m about to reach Golden Core late stage!"
"Yiyi, you’re amazing."
Ruan Tang smiled, not ntioning that she had already entered the Nascent Soul and was at its peak.
Ruan Tang didn’t know why, but her cultivation speed was extraordinarily fast, and advancing in boundary was as simple as drinking water, absorbing spiritual energy as natural as breathing.
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