On that day, the great venerable one, who was already a hundred years old, held the exquisitely carved soul-guiding lamp and felt it was incredibly heavy.
His emotions, which had always been as still as a stagnant pool, began to surge violently. He would see her soon, even if it was just a reincarnation and not the Tianning he knew. He could not suppress his excitement.
This time, things won't be like they were back then.
He had long since become strong enough to protect her!
However, the ending was destined to disappoint him.
No! No! Why isn't she here? Why can't I find her? Where is she? Her soul should have been reincarnated long ago, but I can't find her, she's nowhere to be found!!!
That's impossible!
That day, which should have been the day he looked forward to the most, almost became the day he fell into demonic possession.
If it weren't for the heavenly lightning that struck him down, he might have become a demon lord, a terrifying scourge to the world, and would have long been a demon hated by everyone.
Along with the heavenly lightning, came the majestic voice of the Heavenly Dao: "Ascend, let go of your obsessions."
At that moment, he had lost all reason. In his anger, he questioned the heavens: "Where is she? Where have you hidden her? Why is a person's soul not subject to reincarnation?!"
"Hahahaha—why is fate so cruel?!"
He thought that Heaven would not respond.
But he clearly heard the unanswered question:
She's not here.
The Way of Heaven said, "I am also waiting."
What?
At that time, Tianqi could not understand what that meant.
As the Heavenly Dao, it is a dictatorial existence in this world!
People often say that the way of Heaven is unfair because the way of Heaven governs everything in the world. What can such a high and mighty being not do?
But in that authoritative tone, Tianqi sensed a desolate helplessness.
He wanted to question the will of Heaven, but since then, Heaven has never responded to him.
He didn't know what he was thinking. Just because of those inexplicable words, he was like a dying man in the desert looking at a mirage, deceiving himself and continuing to move forward.
He has been moving forward for five thousand years.
He suppressed his cultivation and refused to ascend.
At first, he would wait day after day with the Soul-Guiding Lamp, but later he became numb, surviving only on the obsession in his heart. Until the Soul-Guiding Lamp was shattered, his emotions exploded, and he wanted to destroy this damned world! But he was still unwilling, because that escape meant he would never see it again...
In the end, even he himself didn't know what he was doing.
However, on some ordinary day, that face, etched into her very bones, reappeared, both familiar and strange. She was just as she had been when they first met, unchanged.
It was as if their meeting had happened just yesterday, rather than spanning five thousand years.
"Tianning..."
He blurted out that name, knowing full well it was impossible, yet he still spoke instinctively.
The answer was not what he expected; the child was her offspring, not his obsession.
He should have broken down. His waiting had ultimately become a joke. He would never see him again, never again!
But the child was just too similar. He didn't know what he was thinking. Rather than despair, he felt that his five thousand years of life without direction had suddenly found a brand new path...
Yes, this child is too weak, with such a low level of cultivation.
It must be very difficult for her to survive alone in this cultivation world, but he can protect her and let her grow up well under his wing.
His obsession shifted.
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