Cultivators either find their true love early on and marry, or they remain unattached for a very long time—sometimes never allowing emotions to sway them.
Once one truly embarks on the path of cultivation, immersing oneself in the laws of heaven and earth, long periods of seclusion become the norm, leaving little room for romance. The stronger a cultivator becomes, the more detached and composed their heart grows, often shunning emotional distractions. They may have countless women at their disposal, but genuine emotional attachment? That is rare. However, there is one circumstance that can stir a cultivator’s heart—when they hit a bottleneck, unable to break through for an extended period. In such moments, their state of mind is affected, and they may choose to wander the world in search of opportunities…
In fact, when faced with emotions, cultivators might even willingly let go. To them, emotional trials could very well be the key to their next breakthrough.
Of course, once emotions take hold, they can surpass even life itself.
“Why did that woman break up with Yu’er?” Jing Qiu pressed immediately.
“She simply looked down on him, thinking he wasn’t diligent enough in his cultivation, that he was wasting his potential,” Dongbo Xueying replied with a chuckle.
“It seems she wasn’t truly invested,” Jing Qiu remarked.
“Exactly,” Dongbo Xueying agreed. “And that’s a good thing—it’s a tempering experience for Yu’er.”
A simple emotional setback.
No life-or-death separation, no earth-shattering blow. The couple harbored no worries for their son. After all, he had cultivated his heart for many years and experienced much. He wasn’t so fragile. Likely, he had already seen through it all. His drinking was merely a way to vent his frustration—after all, this was his first love, one that had lasted ten thousand years.
—
In the blink of an eye, the day of the grand opening arrived.
Powerful figures from all corners of the cosmos came to offer their congratulations. Given Dongbo Xueying’s immense strength—nearly rivaling that of a Paragon—it was only natural. The world of cultivators was ruthlessly pragmatic; strength commanded respect.
*Whoosh.*
A starry vessel emerged from a spatial rift, its deck carrying three figures. At the forefront stood an elderly man with a hooked nose, flanked by two young World Gods—none other than the “Lone Drunkard” and “Nine Abodes,” who had once participated in the Ten Thousand Flowers Feast alongside Dongbo Xueying. Both were disciples of the mighty Venerable Yu.
This time, Venerable Yu had brought them along.
The Lone Drunkard had since advanced to the Second Heaven of the World God realm, while Nine Abodes remained at the First Heaven.
“Dongbo the Divine Emperor once stood on the same stage as you two during the Ten Thousand Flowers Feast,” Venerable Yu mused. “Back then, he was merely a Transcendent with a first-grade True Intent, deliberately concealing his strength. And now, in the blink of an eye, he has surpassed even me.”
Nine Abodes and the Lone Drunkard listened in silence.
Venerable Yu had brought his disciples precisely to foster a closer connection with Dongbo Xueying. With so many mighty figures attending, without his disciples, he would have been just one among many—hardly someone Dongbo Xueying would single out.
“Let’s go,” Venerable Yu said.
Nine Abodes and the Lone Drunkard felt a storm of emotions. Nine Abodes, already narrow-minded, seethed with resentment. He had never been a favored disciple under Venerable Yu. Had it not been for his past connection with Dongbo Xueying, he wouldn’t have been brought along at all. The Lone Drunkard, meanwhile, felt the gap between them but also a fiercer determination.
Soon, they descended before the grand gates of the Divine Emperor’s estate. The imposing structure and the aura radiating from its formations left even Nine Abodes and the Lone Drunkard breathless.
The gates stood wide open.
Inside, a distinguished couple stood with two younger figures—a man and a woman—welcoming guests.
“Hahaha! The name of Dongbo the Divine Emperor has long reached my ears,” Venerable Yu declared as he approached with his disciples. “But your performance in the Three-Headed Divine Mountain of the Dark Abyss left me utterly stunned!”
Dongbo Xueying immediately recognized the Lone Drunkard and Nine Abodes behind Venerable Yu.
“Brothers Lone Drunkard and Nine Abodes once stood beside me in the Ten Thousand Flowers Feast, both ranking among the top three in Anhai Province. What a coincidence that they both became disciples under Venerable Yu,” Dongbo Xueying remarked. Beside him, Jing Qiu, Qing Yao, and Yu’er bowed slightly.
“Fate, fate indeed! Hahaha!” Venerable Yu laughed heartily. Sensing another formidable presence approaching, he quickly added, “I’ll head inside first. You must be quite busy today, Divine Emperor.”
“Please,” Dongbo Xueying said, watching as Venerable Yu and his disciples departed.
Then, he stepped forward to greet the next arrival. “Brother Huo Chen!”
“Dongbo, my brother!” The newcomer was none other than Paragon Huo Chen. Unlike the others, he came alone—yet his mere presence silenced the other mighty figures. After all, he ranked among the top twenty in the entire cosmos, including the Dominators.
—
One mighty figure after another arrived, each greeted by Dongbo Xueying and his family.
Some exchanges were brief.
Others lasted longer, though all conversations naturally ended when new guests arrived, prompting Dongbo Xueying to welcome them.
Then—
A portly man approached with two female World Gods in tow. His eyes were unfathomably deep, his aura extraordinary. He was a mighty figure of the Bloodblade Divine Court. Most attendees today were unaffiliated mighty figures, as the Bloodblade Divine Court only had around twenty in its ranks.
“Divine Emperor Dongbo,” the portly man greeted warmly.
“Divine Lord Liefeng,” Dongbo Xueying returned with a smile. Divine Lord Liefeng was a mighty figure who had ascended from the beast lineage.
“Facing the siege of countless Dark Abyss monarchs alone, yet remaining unscathed—then taking on three at once and slaying one of their mighty figures! Merely thinking of it stirs the blood!” the portly man praised before turning his compliments to Dongbo Xueying’s wife and children.
Among the two female World Gods behind him, one was the Whitebloom World God.
Her gaze met Yu’er’s.
Yu’er had long since gathered intelligence on many World Gods and recognized her instantly.
*The Whitebloom World God… Feng Yu is from her clan,* Yu’er thought.
The Whitebloom World God appeared somewhat reserved.
This was no ordinary occasion—even her master, Divine Lord Liefeng, was but one among many. Then, she noticed Yu’er.
*The son of Divine Emperor Dongbo?* She froze momentarily. Residing in Whitebloom Star, she had once glimpsed Yu’er with a young woman from her clan. Though it had been a distant glance, a World God’s memory was impeccable. *That girl Feng Yu was with the Divine Emperor’s son?*
“Hahaha! Heaven favors me!”
*That girl Feng Yu has incredible luck—she actually got involved with the Divine Emperor’s son!* The Whitebloom World God was overjoyed. Her status was so lofty that she remained unaware of Feng Yu and Yu’er’s breakup.
She even smiled at Yu’er.
Yu’er felt a twinge of awkwardness.
Then—
A domineering, ferocious aura surged through the gates.
The portly man glanced back and quickly said, “I’ll head inside now, so as not to disturb you further, Divine Emperor.” With that, he led his two disciples away.
Dongbo Xueying’s gaze shifted to the figure striding through the gates—a golden-robed man with sharp, ruthless golden eyes.
One of the Five Calamities of the Divine Realm—Ancestor Jinxiao.
Ancestor Jinxiao’s gaze swept past Dongbo Xueying before settling on Jing Qiu.
“Ancestor Jinxiao,” Dongbo Xueying greeted with a smile, stepping forward.
“Divine Emperor Dongbo,” Ancestor Jinxiao replied as he entered, a faint smirk playing on his lips. “And this must be the Divine Empress?”
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