"She looks so natural," one of the Elders said as they watched Wu Hong on the black throne.
"I know, right? It's like she was born to rule — to stand above others."
"Is it wrong that I immediately feel that she deserves to be our leader? Oh, Holy Lord, I didn't mean —"
"It's fine. She has a natural kingly presence. Even I can feel it."
"Quiet. She's about to speak," Han Guo said, ending the secret munication.
"Before I officially take my position, there are some things we should discuss to prevent the collapse of our cooperation," Wu Hong began.
"Of course," the Holy Lord — a middle-aged man dressed in an azure blue robe — nodded.
"First, do you know about my identity?"
The Holy Lord turned to Han Guo, and after she nodded, he continued: "We have deduced that you are a foreigner from another timeline."
"My arrival to this timeline is both an accident and a choice," Wu Hong continued. "But ultimately, my objective is to leave. Speaking honestly, I don't think this timeline has much of a chance at being saved."
Her words made many Elders flinch, some even losing control of their aura.
"I know this is a hard truth, but it is the truth," Wu Hong stated. "When I leave, I can take you with me. And if possible, I could also try so that you can take the entire sect with you."
"...We've known for a long time that this would be the case, so we've also planned to leave. Unfortunately, all our efforts have failed," the Holy Lord said. "We can accept leaving, but can you tell us about the outside world?"
"No problem."
The Holy Lord glanced at the other Peak Masters for a few seconds before asking: "What is the state of the Emperor Path?"
"It's the dominant path. In fact, the Qi Paragon Path has bee extinct in almost every timeline."
"Really?"
"I have no need to lie to you."
The room was quiet for a moment before the Battle Peak Master — a muscular man with no hair and a thick red beard — suddenly began to laugh like a maniac. "I knew it. We were the trend of Heaven and Earth; those Qi bastards defied fate and stole our destiny."
"Control yourself," the Financial Peak Master — a beautiful woman in pink with fox ears and twelve tails floating behind her — said.
"My apologies," Battle Peak Master said with a deep voice.
"What else?" Wu Hong asked.
"How many Saints?" The Pill Peak Master asked. He was an elderly man with long white hair and a beard that reached his knee, but oddly, his eyebrows were missing, with signs they were recently burned.
"Too many to count."
"That much?"
"And not just Primordial Chaos Saints," Wu Hong nodded. "There are higher-level Saints."
"The Ancestor did say Sainthood was not the end of the cultivation path," the Weapon Peak Master said. She wore tight, sleeveless, black martial clothes that revealed her muscular arms and a healthy bronze skin.
"Are there any professionals who have Sanctified?" the Array Peak Master asked. Wu Hong glanced at her: a petite but beautiful woman in a white and pink robe, embroidered with flowers. However, her expression was pale.
Wu Hong pointed at her and released some of the power of her Dao Saint Heart, immediately alleviating the Array Peak Master's condition. "Yes, and many of them. All paths can lead to sanctification."
"T-Thank you, Saintess."
The Elders' eyes lit up. They — of all people — knew how difficult it was to deal with the Curse of Forbidden Knowledge. The Destiny Peak Master — Han Guo — and the Holy Lord smiled. Such an act should silence even the hardcore individual who disagreed with their decisions.
"Saintes, I want to ask you about our future," Han Guo said. "Can we survive in another timeline?"
"All of you are Primals or have Quasi-Saint strength, so you can live a decent life in any timeline. And depending on how this cooperation goes, I might even invite some of you to join my faction," Wu Hong replied. "And if we can successfully bring the Holy Land, you can continue your legacy. With the foundation you have, you can prosper as a faction. Of course, since your Saint is not there, you'll probably need to be low-key and hide how deep your foundation is."
"It sounds like other timelines are not peaceful," someone mented.
"Isn't that obvious? Where there are people, there is petition — especially for cultivators who need resources. I'll be happy as long as the world is not on the verge of destruction."
"True."
"Saintess, if you don't mind, I have a small request," the Holy Lord said. "Could I take a look at your world's cultivation system? I don't need something valuable — a basic one will do."
"I don't mind." Wu Hong waved her hand to condense a talisman, which flew into the Holy Lord's palm. Everyone crowded around the Holy Lord, and numerous divine senses immediately invaded the talisman to read its contents.
"Dao Body? They followed the Path of Spirit and Essence instead of Spirit and Qi? That's interesting."
"This Dao Body seems designed for battle."
"Indeed. Explosive strength and regeneration seem to be its main advantage, while our Dao Sea prioritized stamina and recovery."
"It also doesn't provide much help for Pill refining or any profession for that matter."
"Regardless, I still prefer it."
"Of course, a battle maniac like you would prefer it."
"Wait," the Holy Lord said. "Doesn't the Saintess have a Dao Sea?"
"Yes, she does have the aura of a Dao Sea."
All eyes turned to Wu Hong, who calmly manifested her [Awakening] and her Dao Sea.
"Such a pure and harmonious Dao Rhymes," Han Guo uttered. "Did you?"
"Yes, I bined the two."
The Battle Peak grinned. "Worthy of the Saintess."
"Since when does a musclehead like you know how to flatter people?" The Weapon Peak Master sneered.
"You want to fight?"
"Who's scared of you?"
The Holy Lord coughed lightly, and the two immediately quieted down. "Your talent is indeed worth praising." After saying these words, he continued reviewing the cultivation technique.
"Hmm? Where is the Quasi-Saint Realm part?"
"There isn't any."
A taut silence descended on the room, and noticing this, Han Guo immediately spoke: "Quasi-Saint is crucial knowledge. It's understandable if the Saintess doesn't want to share."
"...That's right. We can establish more trust before exchanging," someone else nodded.
"You're overthinking," Wu Hong calmly stated. "I mean that literally: there is no Quasi-Saint Realm."
The Holy Lord frowned. "Then, how do you bee Saints then?"
"You don't need to enter the Quasi-Saint Realm or even the foundations to sanctify. Of course, the chances of success will be drastically lower, but you don't need them."
"So, all of the efforts of creating the next realm were useless?"
"It seems so."
"No, didn't you hear what she said? The chances of success are low without it."
"It can't be that low if her world has so many Saints."
"Right. Since the founder, everyone who has tried to sanctify has all failed and died. There must be a reason."
"Destiny and method," Wu Hong replied.
"What do you mean?"
"Your founder should have left a Sanctification Method, right?"
No one answered her, but all the elders secretly glanced at the Holy Lord.
"You are correct."
"Have you modified it to fit you?"
"Why would we do that?"
"The founder was the only Saint, so his method should be correct."
"Every Saint Path must be unique. So, even if you have a Universal Method, you must modify it to fit your Dao and [True Self]," Wu Hong explained.
"No wonder no one has ever succeeded." A heavy mood descended in the room. Luckily, all the people present were Primals with a high enough Dao Heart, so they swiftly controlled themselves.
"What about destiny?" Han Guo asked. "What did you mean by that?"
"This world does not have enough destiny to give birth to a new Saint."
"No way!"
"Saintess, please tell me this is a joke."
"The fundamental laws and even the hidden rules are on the verge of collapse. The Grand Constructis are gone except for one. All the signs are there." Wu Hong replied.
"...Is there no hope at all?"
"Well, there is still the Destiny Hope Array. Now that I've fixed it, there might be an opportunity for sanctification. But…" Wu Hong didn't finish her thought. One more Saint might not be able to do much in the current situation, especially if her theory is right that the array will create a Saint Heaven Will.
Many people sighed in relief. They were content as long as there was hope. Wu Hong glanced at them; she understood a decent portion of people did not want to give up on this timeline, which was understandable since this was their home. As such, she did not burst their bubbles. Time will eventually slap them into accepting reality.
"Do you have any more questions?"
The group had many things they wanted to know, so Wu Hong condensed another talisman with basic information about the Primordial Timeline. As the possible future home of the Holy Land, it wasn't a bad idea for them to learn the basics.
"Now that we got this out of the way, let's move on to my second point," Wu Hong continued.
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