When he found her when she was eleven years old, he hugged her tightly and promised with all his will that he would use everything in his life to make up for his debt to her and never let her be lost in his life again.
But, he failed to do so.
Before returning to the divine realm, he solemnly promised her that he would come back soon after everything was resolved, and would always stay by her side and never leave her again.
But once he left, there was no news from him again.
After becoming the Cloud Emperor, he promised her once again with endless guilt and a voice that even he could not question: This time, he would never leave again and would never let anyone hurt her again.
but……
Time and again, he let down the person he least wanted to let down.
"Whether you are a good father or not is not up to you." She raised her head and said with tears in her eyes, "Only I have the final say."
Yun Che: “…”
“All previous promises can be canceled.” She looked straight into Yun Che’s eyes through the mist of tears: “But this time… this time… you must come back safe and sound.”
"No matter how hard it is... no matter how long it takes, you have to come back."
She tried so hard to hold back her tears, but they still fell one by one. She really couldn't imagine, and didn't dare to think about what would happen after her father fell into that terrible abyss.
"As long as you can do it," she said with trembling sobs, word by word, "you are... the best father in the world."
“…” Yun Che’s breathing became rapid and disordered, and his five fingers clenched together while trembling slightly.
Yun Wuxin leaned forward and leaned against Yun Che’s chest tightly: “Father, you are willing to become a competent emperor. Then, you must be willing to be the best father for me, right?”
Yun Che put his arms forward and hugged his daughter silently. He closed his eyes and whispered in her ear in the softest voice: "Of course I will come back. Because between this world, there is a concern that I will never give up."
"Um!"
Yun Wuxin stretched out his hand, his fingertips covering the three-color Glazed Sound Stone that Yun Che always wore around his neck: “When you don’t want to cherish your life, listen to the gentle sound of the Glazed Sound Stone, and then remember everything you said to me today.”
“Okay.” Yun Che nodded heavily.
…………
After leaving the Southern Divine Region, Yun Che brought Yun Wuxin back to the Blue Pole Star and landed in the Illusory Demon Realm.
"Wuxin, go and tell your mother and master about this matter first."
The arrogant Yundi had a look of uneasiness on his face at this moment: "Especially your Aunt Caiyi, she has the most stubborn temper, it's best if you tell her first."
This time of leaving is different from any previous time, because from the moment of falling into the abyss, it is a life-and-death situation.
“I know.” Yun Wuxin smiled sweetly, trying to calm Yun Che’s mind: “Father is the best at coaxing women, so you must do your best later.”
Yun Che let out a half-melancholy, half-bitter laugh.
Yun Wuxin flew away. Yun Che looked up at the azure and cloudless sky... When would his world, his life, ever be truly at peace?
"Che'er, you're back." A gentle and deep voice sounded from behind.
Yun Che turned around and looked at the smiling Yun Qinghong: “Father.”
Yun Qinghong nodded and said, “I have heard about what happened in the God Realm. However, I also understand that the real situation must be a thousand times more sinister than what they told me.”
“It was indeed extremely thrilling.” Yun Che said: “But fortunately it’s over now.”
“There is no past.” Yun Qinghong looked at him: “It can make your eyes become so dim… That’s not the end, it’s just the beginning, right?”
There is no better son than a father.
Even though he is the Cloud Emperor, he is still his father.
Yun Qinghong walked over and said calmly, "If you have anything to say, just say it. You don't need to be cautious or hide anything from me. Even if it's something I can't understand."
Yun Che stared at me for a long time and said, “Father, when you and mother were in the most difficult time, how did you manage to remain calm?”
“Calm?” Yun Qinghong shook his head and smiled: “You know, what can bring calmness is perhaps not having everything under control, but perhaps complete hopelessness.”
Yun Che: “…”
"Back then, your mother and I were poisoned, and our strength and life were almost gone. Prince Huai was in power, the Yun Family was in turmoil, and the fate of the Little Demon Empress was also in jeopardy. I watched everything, and all I could feel was 'hopeless'."
“Because there is no hope, there is no fear.”
"Your arrival is a godsend beyond all calculations and struggles."
He reached out his hand and patted Yun Che’s shoulder vigorously: “And you, at least still have hope, and still have the opportunity to try your best to win, right?”
“Yes,” Yun Che raised his head slightly: “At least, there is still hope.”
“That’s enough.” Yun Qinghong smiled and said, “Determine what to do next, and then do your best. As for whether the result will be what you want, that is something no one can really foresee. In this case, there is no need to worry about the future, just do your best in the present.”
“It’s not a bad idea to think of it as a journey that breaks through your own cognition and vision.”
"In addition, your greatest identity at this moment is the emperor of the world. What you are about to do, and what you must do, is to save the world from danger."
"So, after you make a decision, the most important thing you should get rid of is looking ahead and behind, worrying about gains and losses."
Yun Qinghong met his son's gaze and placed his broad palm on his shoulder: "You have to believe that the people around you are much stronger than you think. At least, although your father is weak, his shoulders are still strong enough to continue to support the fate of our Yun family for at least ten thousand years."
“…” Yun Che’s expression slightly moved, and it was as if a thick fog had dispersed from his chest: “Father, I understand.”
Yun Qinghong nodded, and the father and son smiled at each other.
At this moment, a rumbling sound quickly came from far away, accompanied by a rapid rise in air temperature.
Yun Qinghong raised his eyebrows, and his figure disappeared almost instantly, leaving behind only a few words: "You can only rely on yourself for this matter, and your father's love can't help you, hahahaha."
Boom!
The Little Demon Queen fell with a wave of violent burning waves, shaking the entire Yun Family...
…………
Eastern Divine Region, Flame God Realm.
Huo Poyun's tombstone was erected in front of the God Burial Fire Prison.
It was here that he received the gift of the Golden Crow Spirit, and he once said that he wished to be buried with it in the Divine Fire Prison.
Without Huo Poyun, the eternal burning aura of the Flame God Realm seemed to have calmed down a lot.
The Palace of the Flame God, which was built for Huo Poyun, was even more lifeless at this moment.
Yan Wancang, Yan Juehai, and Huo Rulie were all there, but the hall where the three sect leaders gathered was filled with a desolate atmosphere that made one's heart and soul sink.
"Po Yun is gone, and the Flame God has no king." Huo Rulie looked at the top of the palace, his eyes unfocused, and in his mind floated the image of Huo Po Yun being crowned king in this palace: "After the door of this palace is locked, I don't know when we will see the light of day again."
Yan Wancang and Yan Juehai both remained silent.
They all knew clearly that Huo Poyun's inheritance could no longer be reproduced, and even... he was unable to leave behind a son or daughter who inherited his Golden Crow bloodline.
In the future generations of the Flame God Realm, it will be difficult for a God Master to appear again.
It also means that this hall is closed and may never be reopened.
Even if by some luck another Divine Lord were to appear, he would never be able to reach Huo Poyun's level.
The peak of the Flame God Realm was as short-lived as a blooming flower.
However, no one in the four realms, even for thousands of generations to come, dared to look down on the suddenly declining Flame God Realm. Because the flame of salvation that the Flame God Realm King had shed at the cost of his premature death was the flame of salvation.
At this time, the sound of slow and even footsteps came from the palace gate.
The three clan leaders had not noticed the enemy approaching. When they heard the footsteps clearly, they all turned around in shock, and their faces changed drastically.
The three of them knelt down at the same time and said, "Greetings to the Yun Emperor. We didn't know that the Yun Emperor was coming, and we are so terribly embarrassed that we failed to welcome him."
The person who arrived was Yun Che.
He was not alone. Beside him was a woman in red whom they had never seen before.
With the appearance of an immortal, and the face of a dream... once their eyes met, they dared not look again.
But they were convinced in their hearts that such a beautiful and extraordinary person, standing close to Emperor Yun, must be of extraordinary identity.
"Get up, no need to be so polite."
Yun Che did not move, but an invisible aura had already lifted the three sect masters up. He turned his gaze to the back, looking at the Flame God Hall that belonged to Huo Poyun.
This was his first time setting foot here.
“I wonder what orders the Yun Emperor has come for?” Yan Wancang asked. He used to be uneasy when facing Yun Che, but now he looked quite solemn.
There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart. Just as Yun Qinghong said, when there is no hope, there is no fear.
Yan Juehai unconsciously raised his head, and his eyes repeatedly swept over the red-dressed woman beside Yun Che. Because on that gorgeous red dress, which was as gorgeous as the crimson clouds, was engraved the Phoenix divine pattern.
Yun Che retracted his gaze and said, “This palace is full of majestic power. It is undoubtedly the result of your hard work. It would be a pity if it were to be closed like this.”
“Alas.” Huo Rulie sighed and shook his head: “This palace exists for the King of the Flame God Realm. Now that there is no king, it should return to silence.”
Indeed, the three of them had devoted all their efforts to this Flame God Palace. In their subconscious, after Huo Poyun, no one else was worthy of living there.
“The three sect masters don’t need to be so pessimistic.” Yun Che said, “The fact that the Flame God Realm is without Brother Po Yun doesn’t mean that it has no future.”
“The souls of the Vermillion Bird, Phoenix, and Golden Crow that remain in the world have all passed away. Po Yun has no bloodline left, and the Golden Crow inheritance in him is cut off forever... What hope is there for the God of Fire?” Huo Rulie said in pain.
Yun Che turned sideways, his eyes gleaming with flames, and he removed the barrier protecting Feng Xue'er.
A pure phoenix aura emanated from her body, causing the three Flame God clan leaders to suddenly look sideways at the same time.
Feng Xue'er said nothing. Her beautiful eyes turned into flaming lights, and her body glowed with red clouds. In an instant, she condensed into a phoenix image that was as solid as a substance, accompanied by a loud and powerful phoenix cry.
“Ah…Ah!!”
The three sect leaders simultaneously let out uncontrolled screams of fear, the crimson flames illuminating their pupils which instantly dilated to the point of almost breaking.
“Three sect masters,” Yun Che looked at the three people who were completely shocked, “How does the phoenix aura on her body compare to Brother Po Yun’s Golden Crow aura…?”
“…” Yan Juehai opened his mouth wide. Yun Che’s voice reached his ears, and his neck turned with difficulty as if it was stiff. After a few breaths, he finally spoke with difficulty: “She…she…who is she?”
“Her name is Feng Xue’er.” Yun Che took Xue’er’s hand and said, “She is one of my wives.”
Gulp!
The throats of the three clan leaders moved violently at the same time, but fortunately they did not dare to forget the etiquette and bowed quickly: "Greetings to the imperial concubine."
“You three elders, there is no need to do this.” Feng Xue’er said, “It is difficult for me, a junior, to accept this courtesy.”
Facing the three people who were already trembling with fear and confusion, Yun Che slowly said: “She is the same as Brother Poyun. She has inherited the complete gift of the Phoenix Spirit.”
Yan Juehai's lips opened and closed continuously, but he was so excited that he was completely unable to speak.
"Her Phoenix bloodline and Phoenix soul are no less than Brother Poyun's Golden Crow inheritance. It's just that because she has always lived in the lower realm, her profound cultivation is limited to the lower realm level."
If it weren't for Huo Poyun's death, he might never have let Feng Xue'er get involved in the turbidity of the God Realm.
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