Song Chaoxuan rushed over, looking at his eldest daughter in disbelief, "You want your father too?"
Song Tingwan opened her eyes and nodded, "Why wouldn't I want it? Father's injuries were also caused by being punished for peeking into the heavens during the Heavenly Tribulation."
Several younger members laughed upon hearing this. Song Chaoxuan glanced at them with a nonchalant smile, and Baili Xijiang and the others quickly suppressed their laughter, pretending that nothing had happened.
Song Tingwan raised her sleeve to cover the curve of her lips. "Alright, let's begin."
They were in a desolate mountain range near the Tianji Sect.
One by one, some were crippled, others were weak.
Song Tingwan felt heartbroken just looking at them, so she simply turned her back to them, formed hand seals, and condensed a divine pill.
Her long hair, half-tied up, swayed in the wind.
"I, with the seal of a demigod, wish to protect my family and friends—"
"Please grant my request."
The clear blue sky turned black as she finished speaking, and rumbling thunder echoed.
The intense and powerful ancient pressure from the dark clouds rushed towards us.
The people behind her immediately turned pale.
Song Chaoxuan was more relaxed than the others, standing with his hands behind his back, facing the wind with a relaxed expression.
The wind howled as their robes rustled.
Baili Xijiang and Qin Xi were blown about, but Wan Qiji and Shen Zhuochuan each stretched out a hand to hold them back, and none of them moved back an inch.
Thunder roared in the sky, deafeningly loud.
Having just survived the Heavenly Tribulation, all beings in the Six Realms were shocked and terrified. Even the most sworn enemies ceased their killing sprees, and all beings trembled with fear.
Song Tingwan frowned slightly.
He continued to form hand seals, his hands imbued with the power of a demigod.
"Please grant my request, Heaven!"
Lightning flashed like daylight, and the gale-force winds continued to blow, brewing a giant tornado. More cultivators gathered from the surrounding area, attempting to destroy the tornado.
Song Tingwan and the others looked up at the sky, letting the flying sand scratch bloodstains on their faces, remaining steadfast and unmoved.
A breeze suddenly came and gently brushed their faces, healing their wounds.
Song Tingwan sensed that hint of affection, and a smile flickered across her face.
"You've arrived."
The Way of Heaven has weakened to such an extent that it has even relinquished control of Heaven and Earth to the Mandate of Heaven.
Yet they still appear at this moment to help them.
The wind was gentle and silent as it passed by her and lightly touched Song Chaoxuan's shoulder.
Strangely, a cloud suddenly appeared and formed a small rainbow in front of the slender, refined man.
Song Chaoxuan, who had been watching calmly, suddenly paused, his eyes widening in surprise.
With trembling hands, I caught the clouds and the rainbow.
Surrounded by the younger generation, Song Chaoxuan suddenly burst into tears.
Song Tingwan frowned and opened her mouth, somewhat puzzled.
She had never seen her father cry in all these years.
Why is this...?
"…I see--"
Song Chaoxuan clenched his fist, tightened the clouds and rainbow in his palm, and laughed again while choking back tears.
The man, who seemed to have seen the heavens and transcended the mortal realm, and whose strategic brilliance was like that of an immortal, looked up with tears in his eyes, his gaze complex and sorrowful.
The first life seemed to be a predetermined destiny, but the Heavenly Way brought about the second reincarnation, by which time the power had already been exhausted.
The second life led to a different tragedy. He split his divine essence in two, giving the world a second chance with the larger part and tentatively guiding A-Shu to the divine realm with the smaller part.
He said, "Where can there be such a good thing as everything going according to my wishes?"
The chosen one was even one of his two daughters.
He, who should have died, was lucky enough to survive time and time again.
If he doesn't survive, his daughter can use her merits to help him be resurrected.
He got all the good things.
Song Chaoxuan smiled through his tears.
Song Tingwan and the others were somewhat stunned by what they saw, but inexplicably a force prevented them from stepping forward to show their concern.
But Song Tingwan can.
She supported Song Chaoxuan, and asked softly with some heartache, "Father, what's wrong...?"
Song Chaoxuan smiled at her, his eyes slightly blurred with tears, but he stood even straighter, proudly holding her hand and raising it to the air, murmuring, "This is my eldest daughter, you should be very satisfied with her."
This time, the wind bypassed everyone else and fell only on the father and daughter.
Song Tingwan glanced sideways at the sky, but there was nothing there, only the wind from the heavens.
The Way of Heaven...?
Suddenly, a smaller cloud appeared before her, and a tiny rainbow landed on the cloud and floated down to Song Tingwan's face.
He tapped her forehead lightly.
It seemed like he was a little annoyed, yet he was also indulgent.
Like... a dignified family elder.
It seems there's a bit more emotion in it than before.
Countless guesses flashed through Song Tingwan's mind, and some thoughts just passed by.
Then, incredibly, he reached out and took the tiny rainbow cloud into his palm.
"…Thanks?"
Song Chaoxuan lowered his eyes, blinked, and tears welled up in his eyes. "You're still the same."
This is the only way to soothe a child.
The wind seemed annoyed and tapped him on the head.
Song Tingwan had never seen her father smile so relaxed before.
She clenched the little rainbow cloud in her palm, and while everyone was still stunned, the wind condensed into a cloud, brushed past them, and soared into the sky.
The clouds disappeared into the dark clouds, and the rumbling thunder suddenly stopped.
After a long while, lightning struck.
He gave Song Tingwan a light, reluctant push.
No one reacted.
Song Tingwan herself was caught off guard and fell to the ground. Just then, the sky cleared up, and everyone's injuries were instantly healed.
"Master!"
The crowd gathered around and helped her up.
Song Chaoxuan and Shen Zhuochuan acted the fastest, while Baili Xijiang, Qin Xi, and Aji silently withdrew their hands.
Are you alright?
Song Tingwan was also stunned when she was asked the question.
This is the first time I've felt so lost.
Is destiny really like a child's personality?
His revenge was merely a shove.
I used to hate them so much I wanted to kill them.
"Father...why have they changed?"
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