A Druid Also Can Cultivate

Chapter 552 - 438: No Regrets After Making the Move (Part 2)

"With Star Emperor leading us, we will certainly win. After the Realm Battlefield, remember what your father said: prioritize survival. Your father will be responsible for earning contributions. I have hidden methods..." The middle-aged man expressed with absolute confidence.

But what powerful hidden methods did he really have? At most, they were risking-it-all strategies. Since arriving here, he never planned on returning alive, and he had long cultivated the best cultivation technique that could burn life to enhance strength.

As long as his wife and child lived, with the vast contributions he earned, it would be enough to change destiny so the rest of their lives would not worry about resources.

He believed that the Star Emperor would definitely deliver the resources to his wife and children and protect the families of these death warriors. Although he hadn’t known the Star Emperor for long, internal trust had already been established.

Now, only one thing remains

"Um, I understand, father, I will definitely try my best to survive!" The man, calmly wiping his Treasure Sword, replied obediently.

But in his heart, he knew his father likely had no strong trump card. Otherwise, given his father’s character, he would have handed it over long ago. How could he possibly keep it for himself?

However, he did not choose to expose this fact. He did not want his father to worry about him in the end.

As for this battle, he didn’t have enough confidence to survive, but no matter what, he would fight with all his might to win this war for Star Sea Continent.

His younger brother and sister, who were just born, had great talent. If this war could be won, the road ahead for his mother and siblings would certainly be smooth.

Of course, if possible, using the destiny-altering creations within the Realm Battlefield to become a truly unrivaled talent, winning the war and bringing father and contributions back home would be the best result...

Otherwise, without this war, it would just be a mere wishful thought.

Having gone through enough, he knew all too well that the Immortal Cultivation Realm was a world of either you eat or you are eaten. To survive either requires sufficient strength or a powerful backer. Today’s war could be replaced by another... Plunder is the eternal theme, unless only one remains......

This father and son thus enjoyed their final warmth and tranquility with their own thoughts, while using the Communication Talisman to report the news of their initial victory to their families.

They cherished this moment dearly, with past conflicts and arguments seeming laughably trivial now. It seemed that people really only realized the value of certain things in the end.

"Father..."

"What’s up?"

"Nothing, just wanted to call you that..."

At that moment, they both seemed to realize that the other understood everything, yet neither pierced through the surface, just savoring the last warmth, which very likely was really the last. As long as there is hope for the future, that’s enough.

Similar scenes were unfolding continuously within Immortal Fall City.

Some involved fathers and daughters, some brothers and sisters, and others bonds of life and death between brothers or friends...

Aside from a few lone individuals, most still had their own ties, which were so dazzling at this final moment that they even surpassed the lure of breakthroughs and Spiritual Treasures...

Of course, ties were not everything for some whose hearts yearned more for the creations within the Realm Battlefield. To them, the path of Immortal Ascension and the journey to the heavens mattered more than anything else; their only thought now was to slay all enemies and forge their throne of bones!

Some also took advantage of the last opportunity to confess to their affectionate admirations, finally speaking those long-held sentiments that couldn’t be expressed, in the face of potential eternal separation by life and death.

Some revealed secrets or guilt to their companions, some were of emotional nature, some were unspeakable secrets, and some involved infidelity...

The myriad forms of life, all unveiled at this moment.

Under life and death, each person’s most treasured thing, biggest pursuit, and truest self came forth.

What is life? This precisely is!

Notably, in such circumstances, quite a few realized their true selves and broke through barriers to achieve breakthroughs.

"Sigh..."

Qi Ping felt the activated grand avenue of life within his body, embraced by each person’s emotion, feelings were mixed within his heart.

But when these emotions intertwined, they ultimately transformed into a sigh.

These living cultivators, how many would survive this war? Twenty percent? Thirty percent? Or scarcely ten?

That would mean the breakdown of billions of families.

This war eventually originates from him.

However, without this war, the hell-like survival mode of Star Sea Continent and its continual decline were inevitable.

Or else, without him becoming the Earth Immortal of Star Sea Continent, someone else would eventually fill the role.

Certainly, without him, Star Sea Continent might perish even faster, with not a trace of hope seen, harvested to death by overlords from other places.

"Persist on your path, doing the best is enough!"

Life and death, fame and fortune, the survival of the world, who can foresee much?

Even the little Immortal Tiger, who awakened most of his Bai Ze Bloodline, could forecast merely individual destinies; daring to interfere with a world-class war, even if only to touch a bit, would meet a fatal end, which Qi Ping couldn’t save.

Moreover, under such formidable forces, the resurrection power of a Beast Guardian Envoy advanced by Beast King Druid might not assure revival, since Qi Ping had long realized many forces are ultimately finite, and some powers are frightfully more potent than the Druid powers he controls; feelings of awe towards the world are one of survival laws.

Even a seemingly dominant Mahayana Stage cultivator is, in essence, but a speck within the boundless All Heavens and Myriad Realms.

Qi Ping, after all, was not omnipotent; he merely aspired to survive well as a seeker within this world.

No eagerness to die with morning knowledge, just a pursuit to explore the essence of power and cultivation deeply to live well.

"And still, I utterly agree that this path is the one I wish to walk; making moves without regret!"

That is enough!

"Star Emperor, what are you pondering?" a gentle female voice sounded near Qi Ping’s ear.

Turning around, Qi Ping faced a pair of eyes incredibly gentle.

Yet behind such gentleness, Qi Ping sensed more determination and fortitude.

"Sister Nan, are you reproaching me for never properly recounting my identity to you?"

The Star Emperor’s address elicited a helpless smile on his face.

"Would I dare? Without you acting, those below could drown me with their spit!"

"Previously, there were reasons, my identity’s karma was too great, before truly unifying Star Sea Continent, even a slight involvement, for you and Old Man Zhou, meant ten deaths with no life..."

"I understand..." Sister Nan replied.

How could she not comprehend the terrifying enemies and life-or-death situations Qi Ping faced back then, even reminiscing Qi Ping’s course makes her shiver now!

How hadn’t she noticed the daring side of that prudent, life-preserving Qi at the time? Except for the boldest, who else dared to attempt those matters?

"I merely came to chat with you, perhaps after the Realm Battlefield, you might not see me..."

Sister Nan’s statement wasn’t argued by Qi Ping, since he couldn’t ensure his clone survives, even the current Integration Stage True Demon Baili Yun might face death.

"Sister Nan, shouldn’t you consider going back..."

Facing one of his few relatives, Qi Ping ultimately couldn’t bear her risking herself.

Yet before this answer, Sister Nan shook her head with utmost determination.

"I am also part of Star Sea Continent, bestowed with Beast God Sect and Eight-winged Pi Immortal lineage, it’s not permissible not to contribute."

"Moreover... This time, I must catch up, I won’t allow myself to retreat, even Eight-winged Pi Immortal won’t consent..."

After Sister Nan’s words fell, her previously gentle gaze instantaneously became infinitely firm, and the Demon Insect of Time System beside her stirred a distorted time storm...