At Dongbo Xueying’s command, his children, Dongbo Yu and Dongbo Qingyao, naturally dared not delay and arrived first. The siblings were puzzled—what urgent matter had summoned them so hastily? When they saw Dongbo Xueying, their confusion only deepened.
He merely exchanged a few simple words with each of them, gave some instructions, and then dismissed them.
“I still have matters to discuss with your mother. You may both withdraw for now,” Dongbo Xueying said with a smile as he looked at his children.
“Yes, Father.” Though filled with questions, Dongbo Yu and Dongbo Qingyao obediently complied and left. After all, over the long years, Dongbo Xueying’s authority had long been deeply ingrained in their hearts.
“Xueying, you’re acting very strange today. Yu’er was in seclusion, yet you insisted on summoning them immediately—only to say a few words and send them away?” Jing Qiu asked, perplexed.
Dongbo Xueying nodded. “Time is pressing for me.”
“Time is pressing?” Jing Qiu grew even more confused.
“Jing Qiu,” Dongbo Xueying smiled, “from our first meeting in Qinghe County City to now, we’ve weathered countless trials and hardships. We’ve cultivated to this realm, witnessed countless sights—there are no regrets.”
“Why bring this up so suddenly?” Jing Qiu chuckled.
“My soul will soon scatter to the winds,” Dongbo Xueying transmitted via voice.
Jing Qiu froze. “How… how is that possible?” She stared at her husband. Having endured so much and cultivated for so long, their minds were far beyond ordinary. Though her thoughts were in turmoil, she suppressed her panic and kept her gaze steady. Her husband’s calm smile told her this was no lie.
“My true self has fallen into the hands of the Sacred Master,” Dongbo Xueying continued. “I will willingly scatter my soul—otherwise, I would be trapped in a fate worse than death.”
“The Sacred Master?” Jing Qiu shuddered.
That was the most terrifying existence in the Chaos Void! Many fallen Cosmic Gods had perished by his hand. His power was such that a mere glance could annihilate a Chaos Realm expert.
Though her husband was a peerless genius, now standing on equal footing with Cosmic Gods, to fall into the Sacred Master’s grasp…
“Why would he target you? He’s the Sacred Master!” Jing Qiu pressed urgently.
“It involves major troubles. Now is not the time to discuss them,” Dongbo Xueying shook his head. With a flip of his hand, a storage bracelet appeared—inside were items he had just forged, including the first of the Nine Clouds Emperor’s four legacy diagrams. Having only mastered the first diagram, he could only fully record it. The other three remained beyond his ability to transcribe.
There was also his self-created technique, *The Void Realm*.
Such techniques were mere information, easily recorded in a thought. Unfortunately, his true body was in the Sacred Master’s hands, and his treasures had fallen there as well. Thankfully, he still had many Sourceworld Stones with the Ancestor, and he would leave the spatial coordinates of the other three ‘Gold Armor Nests’ for the Cosmic Gods.
He trusted they would treat his family well.
“Once my avatar dissipates, you may give this storage bracelet to the Ancestor,” Dongbo Xueying instructed. “I’ve placed restrictions on it—few in the Chaos Realm could break them. There’s no need for you to look inside.” Seeing its contents would only bring her harm.
Jing Qiu accepted it.
“What exactly happened? How did things come to this?” she pressed.
“This is related to the Crimson-Browed Mountain Master,” Dongbo Xueying didn’t hide the truth from his wife, quickly recounting everything via voice transmission. “You must never tell Yu’er or Qingyao. Knowing would only endanger them. The Crimson-Browed Mountain Master has a cloning technique—he cannot truly be killed.”
Jing Qiu burned with hatred.
The Crimson-Browed Mountain Master… the Sacred Master…
Both were foes they could never hope to oppose.
“I understand. I won’t tell Yu’er or Qingyao,” Jing Qiu nodded.
“Also, though my soul will scatter, it is not true death,” Dongbo Xueying continued. He knew some methods could glimpse past events, so he had no intention of revealing his reincarnation plan—not even to the Cosmic Gods, as they couldn’t aid him anyway.
“Not true death?” Jing Qiu’s eyes flickered with hope.
“I obtained a unique treasure,” Dongbo Xueying transmitted. “It’s called the *Heartworld Token*. With it, I can reincarnate into another vast world, comparable to the Chaos Void. Rest assured, I will return from that world one day—though it may take time. This is a secret. If necessary in the future, you may inform the Ancestor, but for now, keep it hidden.”
He trusted Ancestor Tianyu deeply. Even his master, Gu Qi, had entrusted the Ancestor with his belongings before death.
“Understood,” Jing Qiu transmitted back. “I won’t tell Yu’er or Qingyao lightly—knowing may not benefit them. And… you’re not lying to me, are you?”
“Haha, we’ve long seen through life and death. Why would I deceive you?” Dongbo Xueying chuckled.
Jing Qiu nodded. “Xueying, what pains me most is that I cannot avenge you.”
“Leave the vengeance to me when I return,” Dongbo Xueying replied with a smile.
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**Ancient Sacred World.**
Inside the grand hall, seated atop a crystalline black stone bed, the Sacred Master gazed down at Dongbo Xueying with slight surprise. “You deduced this yourself?”
“Yes.”
Dongbo Xueying sat casually, sipping fine wine. “The Sacred Master must know I excel in illusions. I’ve always been curious about the lineage of the Myriad Worlds Pavilion Master and the Crimson-Browed Mountain Master. The latter, merely a Chaos Realm expert, possesses clones—clones that cannot be traced. Rumor says even you cannot truly kill him.”
The Sacred Master nodded.
“So I targeted their disciples, using illusions to silently extract their foundational cultivation methods,” Dongbo Xueying continued. “After secluded study and deduction, I unexpectedly grasped their so-called *Worldbreaker Teleportation*. It seems miraculous, yet its cultivation requirements aren’t high.”
The Sacred Master marveled inwardly. He knew the technique’s demands weren’t steep—otherwise, how could a mere Chaos Realm expert like the Crimson-Browed Mountain Master wield it? Even his avatars could use it. The cloning technique likely had similarly low thresholds.
Yet, such paths had to be forged. Without extraordinary talent, such inconceivable methods were near impossible to devise.
Hearing this, the Sacred Master conceded that if Dongbo Xueying had truly deduced *Worldbreaker Teleportation* on his own, his comprehension was indeed monstrous. Considering his past rapid progress, he was undoubtedly a once-in-an-era prodigy. Left unchecked, he might one day rival even the Sword Master.
“To be frank, Sacred Master, I’ve only deduced *Worldbreaker Teleportation*. I’ve made some progress in *Intangibility*, and while I’ve glimpsed fragments of the cloning technique, fully deducing it would take much longer,” Dongbo Xueying said, spinning tales as he pleased. His goal was merely to buy time to arrange his affairs.
“Time is almost up,” Dongbo Xueying mused inwardly. It had been surprisingly easy to stall.
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