One of the higher worlds in the Three Thousand Worlds.
Within the Second Celestial Court.
Han Weixian, who was in seclusion for cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes.
After calculating with his fingers, he frowned.
With a thought, he left the secret room.
They appeared outside the Thousand Machines Pavilion.
"Lord of the Court..." The immortal servant outside the Thousand Machines Pavilion was taken aback when he saw Han Weixian, and then bowed and greeted him.
"Hmm." Han Weixian responded casually and walked inside.
The fairy servant was even more confused.
The Lord of the Court hasn't been here for nearly ten thousand years. Why did he suddenly come today?
This celestial servant was unaware of the purpose of the Thousand Machines Pavilion.
In fact, the Thousand Machine Pavilion had no other purpose.
There is only one Thousand-Machine Mirror inside.
Han Weixian can communicate with his soul clone through this Thousand Machine Mirror.
Even passing on items.
But with the outbreak of that world catastrophe, the path to immortality was severed.
In order to save his life, his avatar was forced to fall into a deep sleep.
They haven't been in contact for nearly ten thousand years. (Friendly reminder: Time flows differently in each world.)
Han Weixian stood in front of the Thousand Machine Mirror and casually set up a barrier.
A touch of withered, pale yellow from the fingertip disappeared into the Thousand Machine Mirror.
Golden light instantly shone brightly on the Thousand Machine Mirror.
Shenchu City, Han Family.
Han Weixian was listening to Han Fei recount the development of the Han family over the years.
Suddenly, I felt the call of my true self.
His brows furrowed instantly.
"There's no need to say any more," Han Weixian interrupted. "We should first appease the Han family members."
“What the ancestor said is absolutely right,” Han Fei said immediately, pausing.
"Go," Han Weixian said, his figure gradually dissipating. "I need to go into seclusion for a few days. You must not slack off during these days."
"Rest assured, Ancestor," Han Fei said respectfully.
With a thought, Han Weixian returned to the place where he had been sleeping.
There, there is a huge stone mirror.
At this moment, the mirror shone brilliantly.
Han Weixian frowned and looked at it for a moment before slightly raising his hand, a wisp of withered yellow ink disappearing into it from his fingertip.
The next second, a figure appeared on the stone mirror.
The two people looked exactly alike, both inside and outside the stone mirror.
He was simply wearing a double-pearl crown and a crimson robe, with a touch of majesty in his eyes.
This is the main body.
The other was dressed in a long blue robe, looking casual and elegant, with respectful eyes.
This is the soul clone of Shenchu City.
"I wonder what brings you here, Master?" Han Weixian, the clone, asked, bowing respectfully.
"World catastrophe, weren't you already asleep? Why have you woken up?" Han Weixian asked calmly.
"The Han family is in trouble; let the descendants awaken them," said the clone Han Weixian respectfully.
"Is something wrong?" Han Weixian stared intently at his clone.
"It's nothing serious," the clone Han Weixian laughed. "As you know, the path to immortality is cut off here, and no immortals have emerged. It's just a minor disturbance."
"Has it been resolved?" Han Weixian asked again.
"It's resolved," said Han Weixian, the clone. "Even though he has been asleep for tens of thousands of years and his cultivation level has dropped considerably, he is still a Celestial Warrior at least."
"That's good." Han Weixian nodded first, then casually asked, "What are your plans for the future?"
"Continue to sleep, and protect the Han family in place of your master," said the clone Han Weixian.
"If you sleep for another tens of thousands of years, your cultivation level will probably drop to the Immortal Realm," Han Weixian said. "It's better to return."
"If I return, what will happen to the Han family?" The clone Han Weixian asked anxiously, "This place is where your bloodline continues; it is the root of the Han family."
Han Weixian frowned.
"With me here, the Han family will be worry-free, and you don't need to have any concerns," the clone Han Weixian continued.
“What you said makes sense.” Han Weixian nodded. “Then you can stay there.”
"Don't worry, Master, I will definitely protect the Han family." The clone Han Weixian breathed a sigh of relief.
"Alright, hurry up and fall asleep, lest the Heavenly Dao discovers and annihilates you," Han Weixian said again.
"Yes, Master." The clone Han Weixian said respectfully, "I will take my leave now."
After saying this, he bowed respectfully.
"Hmm." Han Weixian nodded and waved his hand to hang up the stone mirror.
Han Weixian, the clone, finally let out a long sigh of relief, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.
Luckily, we managed to get away with it.
He doesn't want to go back.
If it simply returns to its original owner, it will definitely be recycled.
Where can you find such carefree joy?
This dormancy of tens of thousands of years has allowed this clone to develop a sliver of self-awareness.
Having developed self-awareness is equivalent to becoming a completely new individual.
Naturally, they no longer wish to depend on the main body.
Moreover, the laws of nature in this world have been partially completed, so he no longer needs to remain asleep.
Wouldn't it be better to stay here and remain the head of the Han family?
"Not good." The clone Han Weixian suddenly sat up straight, a hint of panic in his eyes.
As a clone of his soul, he should obey the main body's orders in everything he does, without any hesitation or disobedience.
But when the main body asked him, he actually refused outright.
Could the main body have already noticed?
Han Weixian, the clone, broke out in a cold sweat.
If the main body realizes that he has developed independent consciousness, it will definitely take him back at all costs.
He'll be in danger then.
Hopefully, the main person involved won't think that much.
But……
Han Weixian, the clone, pursed his lips tightly. He couldn't hope that the main body wouldn't think so much.
This is too passive.
Even if the subject doesn't want to now, it's inevitable that they won't want to in the future.
He needs to come up with a foolproof plan.
But the main body is now at the level of a divine general, how can he, a mere immortal cultivator, resist?
Even if all the cultivators in this world were combined, they wouldn't be able to defeat a single finger of a Divine General.
No, that's not right.
Han Weixian, the clone, suddenly raised his head.
There are those who can defeat him.
Even he couldn't see through Yuexi's daughter.
Moreover, it can reverse lifespan and even bring people back to life.
This is something only a god could do.
If he can get close to Yuexi's daughter, what does a mere main body matter?
However, given the current strained relationship between Yuexi and the Han family, how can he successfully curry favor with them?
Han Weixian, the clone, frowned, looking somewhat worried.
While the clone was worrying, Han Weixian, the main body in the Second Immortal Court, also frowned.
He is now certain that the clone that remained in the Han family has developed its own consciousness.
Logically speaking, he should have immediately recalled his clone.
Although he was only at the Immortal Realm, he could still consolidate his cultivation.
However, this soul clone is different.
That was his first clone.
In order to succeed, he separated a small portion of his original essence into that clone.
Therefore, it cannot be taken back on a whim.
He needs to go there in person, or someone else needs to go with his life-soul artifact.
As the current head of the Second Celestial Court, he cannot leave without permission.
Then we'll have to send someone there.
However, there are barriers separating each world, which even gods cannot cross.
Unless Heaven intervenes.
Therefore, it must be done through the Reincarnation Bureau.
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