Chapter 2288: Immortal Source and Little Wei Wei

Deep within the Three Realms.

The three venerable and towering beings had been silent for who knows how long, never seen by anyone, only the Dao of Heaven's essence spreading through the Three Realms, triggering the transformation of the Great Dao, causing the mortal realm, the underworld, and the heavenly court to shift and change, the seas turning to fields and vice versa.

Deep within the heavenly court, a beautiful woman lay in silent slumber, comprehending the Dao.

After a long absence, she had fallen into a dream.

At this time, she had nearly merged with the Yin-Yang Great Dao of the Boundless Starry Sky, and through the perspective of the Yin-Yang Great Dao, she could see the past, present, and... future of the Boundless Starry Sky.

This is the source of this dream.

"Father."

A small, cute little girl with bun-like hair spoke in a dazed and innocent manner.

Before her stood a figure wearing a twelve-beaded crown and dressed in the robes of the Great Dao, silently gazing at her.

This being emanated a suffocating, terrifying aura, the center of an era, the sole protagonist of heaven and earth in that age, an invincible entity with no equal.

At this moment, the figure's gaze toward the little girl held both kindness and sorrow.

"Father,"

"You said, I will surpass my brothers and sisters, and in the future possibly become a true immortal offspring?"

The cute little girl with bun-like hair spoke somewhat shyly.

"Yes, little Wei."

"Your talent surpasses that of your brothers and sisters."

The figure wearing the Great Dao crown spoke softly: "You will become a true immortal offspring in the future, then be sealed within the Immortal Source, awaiting hundreds of millions, even tens of billions of years, or even longer, until the Golden Age arrives, when you shall emerge once more, and only then will the path to immortality truly open in heaven and earth."

"At that time, your path will be vastly broader than it is now."

His voice carried deep anticipation and hope.

"Father."

"At that time, will there be many true immortal offspring?"

The cute little girl with bun-like hair spoke somewhat fearfully.

"There will be."

"Then, will I die..."

The cute little girl with bun-like hair spoke while trembling slightly.

She is not yet a true immortal offspring—how could she dare to fight against so many true immortal offspring?

"Perhaps you will."

The figure wearing the Great Dao crown fell silent for a moment, then said: "But to be born in the Golden Age is itself an honor, and even death would be worthwhile."

"Little Wei, know this: if one does not become an immortal, everyone must die."

"If one does not become an immortal, all outcomes are the same."

"Oh."

The cute little girl with bun-like hair nodded dazedly.

Time flowed on, unnoticed, and hundreds of thousands of years passed.

The once innocent and cute little girl had now grown into a graceful and beautiful maiden, her eyes calm and serene; though her cultivation was merely at the peak of Dao Union, she bore an aura of transcendence, appearing more extraordinary than all the supreme beings.

"Say farewell to your brothers, sisters, and younger siblings."

"If nothing unexpected occurs, you will not emerge again for at least several billion years."

The figure wearing the Great Dao crown spoke gently.

"Little sister, bye-bye!"

"Little sister, when you see my descendants in the future, please look after them!"

"Sister, don't go..."

"Brother, I wish you may become an immortal..."

The Wang Hou of the immortal dynasties spoke with reluctance.

These were all relatives of the Wei family, who had grown up together since childhood—brothers caring for brothers, sisters helping sisters—without any open or hidden strife typical of royalty, no hidden daggers behind smiles.

How could the love of a human emperor be ordinary?

If the human emperor had not had a happy childhood, nor a harmonious and affectionate family, how could he possibly establish an imperial dynasty and its political system, allowing an entire social class to enjoy supreme status and vast heavenly treasures solely by birthright?

There is no other reason—only because of bloodline.

This would inevitably greatly affect the efficiency of the immortal dynasty, reducing the emperor's efficiency in exploring the Dao.

Do the human emperors not know this?

The human emperor knows.

The human emperor is willing.

Such a human emperor, the most outstanding and strongest of an age, capable of sweeping across the world, has the ability to educate his own children so they become true brothers and sisters.

Failure to educate is the father's fault.

As long as a human emperor father possesses great patience and time to educate and guide, his children will all become outstanding.

"Brothers, sisters, younger brothers..."

Wei Xiao Wei's eyes reddened.

She bade farewell to each brother and sister in turn, listening to their words and comforting them.

The weakest among these siblings were Eight Tribulation Supremes, with many Quasi-Emperors, and even a Nine Tribulation Supreme—all the top talents of this starry sky.

They were exceptionally outstanding, yet all were deeply reluctant.

As children of the emperor, each of them had undergone the cultivation of true immortal offspring, but ultimately only this younger sister succeeded; opportunity was fair, and the father showed no favoritism toward any child.

"Little Wei, let it be thus."

"Many years later……if we can become immortals in the future, will we still be able to meet each other?"

The figure wearing the Great Dao Crown embraced her, gently patting her back, speaking softly.

Dazed and heavy-eyed, her eyelids gradually sank into darkness.

No one knew how long had passed.

In the darkness that had lain silent for who knows how many years, a faint light began to appear.

"……Now,"

"……is it the……Golden……Great Age?"

Weizi Xiaowei strained to open her eyes, her eyelids incredibly heavy, fluttering up and down.

After a long time, she finally awoke completely from the shattered immortal source, her soul began to communicate with the Heavenly Dao, and then she was stunned.

Time, merely tens of millions of years had passed, not even reaching a hundred million years.

It was not the Golden Great Age.

The immortal dynasty of the Weizi family had already collapsed, but the new immortal dynasty had not yet been born; this was a very recent era.

"Not the Golden Great Age."

Weizi Xiaowei spoke with complex thoughts.

She was a living being personally sealed by the Human Emperor, and she understood the source of all this.

The source of all this was the will of the Human Emperor.

She lifted her head.

Indeed, a figure extremely weak, already having lost the Great Dao Crown, was looking at her, his eyes filled with kindness, longing, and guilt, very complex.

"Father."

"Long time no see."

Weizi Xiaowei spoke softly.

A silence fell.

The father who had once been broad, reliable, and mountain-like now seemed somewhat unfamiliar at this moment.

No one knew how long had passed.

"……Xiaowei."

The weak figure's voice was somewhat hoarse: "The wounds left from battling the forbidden zone back then were not so simple. I can no longer remain in slumber; if I continue to slumber, I will die."

"I……am somewhat afraid of death."

This Human Emperor, once the supremely proud powerhouse in the Wu Jin Kong Kong, spoke thus.

"So then,"

"Do you want to devour me? Father."

Weizi Xiaowei spoke calmly.

"A being who has joined the Dao, yet has not even completed the final true immortal child heavenly person transformation—what devouring value could there be?"

This weak figure spoke with regret.

"So you want me to become a true immortal child afterward?"

"Become empress?"

Weizi Xiaowei asked again.

"Yes."

"Just like that, just like that."

The weak figure spoke in a low voice: "Xiaowei, in my slumber, I have come extremely close to death, day by day watching myself die, the hope of becoming an immortal drifting further and further away—I have changed greatly."

"Then, do you think, I would be willing?"

"Do you have any restrictions left?"

Weizi Xiaowei spoke mockingly.

"No."

"No restrictions."

"Oh?"

Weizi Xiaowei expressed surprise.

"Xiaowei,"

"Strive to become empress."

The weak figure's voice became extremely calm, sighing: "Become empress, and you will see me then; at that time, if you can defeat me, our true immortal substances will merge into one, and you will have the opportunity to achieve the Cross Immortal Scripture."

"The path of immortality……is ruthless, without regret."

"Do not worry about anything; cultivators do not need much morality, for I am your father, yet I am also a cultivator."

"Do you understand?"

(End of chapter)