Chapter 993: Resurrection of Zhou Qingmei

“Tell me about you—how have you all been?”

He Pingsheng relaxed his body and mind, smiling as he looked at the Three Great Lun Ming Kings.

Great Lun Ming King said: “I’ve nothing to say—if not for raising you kids one by one, I’d have ascended to the Immortal Realm eight hundred years ago!”

“But Su Zhen seems to be in trouble!”

She nodded toward Su Zhen.

Su Zhen smiled bitterly: “I’ve hit the Barrier of Wisdom again.”

He Pingsheng looked at her in surprise.

She was now at Body Integration.

She had not entered Mahayana Emperor Realm.

That meant she had only ten thousand years of life left.

“I’ve hit the Barrier of Wisdom too,” sighed West Lake True Person beside her: “The Dao is arduous… I never imagined I’d reach this point!”

She merely sighed lightly, with no regret.

After all, back then, her Li family had not even had a Soul Transformation cultivator.

Now, she had risen from Nascent Soul, passed through Soul Transformation and Void Refinement, and reached Body Integration—with ten thousand years of life.

And now, many descendants of her Li family lived in this world.

What more could she want?

He Pingsheng had not expected this—he frowned and shook his head.

“Is there a way?” Great Lun Ming King asked He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng nodded solemnly: “Yes…”

Su Zhen and West Lake True Person both turned to He Pingsheng, eyes full of hope.

“I get it!” Great Lun Ming King said: “You’re the Fate-Selected One—Su Zhen told me. Whoever becomes your Dao Partner can borrow your fortune!”

Su Zhen immediately looked dejected: “I’m out of luck—I’ve already borrowed everything I could. I hit the Barrier of Wisdom back in Golden Core; if not for my husband, how could I have reached Body Integration now?”

“Probably can’t borrow any more, right?”

West Lake True Person blushed deeply.

He Pingsheng said: “What are you thinking? That’s not what I meant!”

“You’re both at Body Integration—hit the Barrier of Wisdom!”

“But it’s not hopeless!”

“If you can fuse one of the Ten Primordial Truths, you can break free from this predicament!”

“For example, West Lake Sister has a Fire Spirit Root—I have a Primordial Fire called [Nine Yang Primordial Fire].”

“If you fuse it successfully, it will free you from the Barrier of Wisdom!”

When he destroyed the Phoenix Clan, he had taken possession of one unrefined Nine Yang Primordial Fire from within them.

Later, he strengthened it with the Treasure Basin, splitting it into two—one given to Feng Wu, one kept for himself.

“But here’s the problem!” He Pingsheng looked at Su Zhen: “Among the Ten Primordial Truths, I have no Wood element… yet Zhen Zhen has a Pure Wood Spirit Root—what do I do?”

He Pingsheng did have Primordial Thunder.

After strengthening it back then, he gave the second one to his Wood Aspect.

So now, he only had one left.

Primordial Truths are different from ordinary items—they cannot be inherited.

Once fused, they cannot be stripped and given to another.

Otherwise, Primordial Truths would pass from parent to child—imagine the consequences!

A person can only shed a Primordial Truth upon death or ascension.

After shedding, it dissolves into a rule, vanishing into the void—untraceable, unfindable. Only after absorbing many primal sources can it reform into a shape, becoming visible and capturable again.

So He Pingsheng truly could not give Su Zhen his Primordial Thunder.

“Then forget it!” Su Zhen said: “Perhaps this is my fate.”

He Pingsheng said: “Don’t say that… wait. Soon, I’ll break open this world’s barrier and return to the Spirit Realm to find you a true thunder.”

As he spoke, He Pingsheng pulled out the [Nine Yang Primordial Fire] and placed it before West Lake True Person: “West Lake Sister, fuse it yourself!”

“This jade slip contains the fusion method!”

“And this is [Bathing in Flame Golden Body Art]—it will also strengthen your body.”

“Take them both.”

“Thank you, Elder!” West Lake beamed.

He Pingsheng asked: “How are the children doing?”

“Besides Yuqing, how are He Tianyi and He Tianshi progressing?”

He had only glanced briefly at his son and daughter’s cultivation levels.

Great Lun Ming King said: “Both have reached Mahayana Emperor Realm—don’t worry. Though they lack Tian Yu’s talent, they won’t hit the Barrier of Wisdom.”

He Pingsheng nodded.

Don’t think of them as children.

Since Great Lun Ming King activated the miniature world, over three thousand eight hundred years have passed.

Meaning, these two are nearly four thousand years old.

Reaching Mahayana Emperor Realm in four thousand years is not unusual.

For example, Luo Bingyao reached Mahayana Emperor Realm in less than a thousand years.

He Pingsheng’s progress slowed after studying the Dao of Time, yet he still reached Mahayana Emperor Realm in only fourteen hundred years.

“Husband!” Su Zhen stood, walked to his side, and linked arms with him: “Don’t worry about me—I’m already deeply satisfied to have spent so many years with you!”

“Without you, that little girl stuck at Golden Core would never have earned the honor of ascending to the Spirit Realm!”

“Besides, Tianya has already ascended to the Immortal Realm—I have no regrets in this life!”

“Mm.” He Pingsheng nodded: “Rest assured—I’ll give you a resolution soon.”

If he could not find a true thunder, he still had [True Immortal Peach] to give her.

Though it couldn’t reverse her Barrier of Wisdom, it would grant Su Zhen a long lifespan.

“Enough!” Su Zhen lifted her head: “I have one more question—when Zhou Qingmei sacrificed herself to cover our retreat, her aspect remained. What should we do with it?”

All three looked at He Pingsheng.

They did not know he had gone to the Underworld to reclaim Zhou Qingmei’s soul.

He Pingsheng smiled: “I’ve already brought her soul here. Take me to her aspect—I’ll revive her soon.”

“Good!” Su Zhen said: “Follow me. All these years, my maid has cared for her.”

The four left the hall, wandered through the Immortal Sect, and arrived at an underground palace.

Inside the palace lay a block of cold jade, upon which rested Zhou Qingmei’s aspect.

For all these years, she had remained in a living-dead state.

“Elder!”

Several maids knelt instantly.

Su Zhen waved: “Leave.”

“Yes!” The maids hurried out.

He Pingsheng waved his hand and produced a small banner.

The banner instantly expanded to a hundred zhang in size.

It was a low-grade supreme magic treasure.

Yet within it dwelled a Body Integration soul.

“Master?” Zhou Qingmei’s soul looked around: “Sister Su, West Lake Sister… Great Lun Ming King?”

“You…”

“Master, you’ve truly come to this family world?”

I’ll make up the five chapters before 12, sorry—it’s been tough this weekend!