Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor

Chapter 1193 Final Preparations Before Retreating (II)

1193 Final Preparations Before Retreating (II)

"I'll be brief," Wang Wei stated, looking directly into Xi Sgangyan's eyes. "I heard rumors that the Celestial Clan secretly sells potent Emperor Qis. Is that true?"

Xi Shangyan frowned. "The clan did not tell me much about their actions, but it's very likely. We've used similar methods throughout history, especially during periods of chaos and strife."

'It seems she's telling the truth, but why is the Celestial Clan leaving her out of such information?' Wang Wei thought. 'Is it some kind of tactic to protect her, or because she's too weak and not part of the clan's core?' It then suddenly dawned on him that the cultivation realms of the Great Emperor are considered upper-middle class and not privileged to be the leaders of these top lineages.

Even if Xi Shangyan is extremely talented among the Celestial Race, she will not be treated as a leader-unless it is a special occasion.

'Currently, the power ceiling of most lineages is the Empyrean Realm, meaning Great Emperors have become much more valuable. It could be a problem if the Celestial Race has not changed their mindset to adapt to the current situation.' However, Wang Wei did not immediately accept this deduction of the Celestial Race as it was still possible that Xi Shangyan did not have access to such high-level knowledge because of her location in the lower dimension.

"Are you interested in continuing our alliance after ascending?" Wang Wei asked.

"You want us to sell special Qi directly to you?"

"Correct."

"No problem," Xi Shangyan directly agreed. She would have brought up continuing the alliance if he didn't. After all, her main objective was to find the destined individual to end the era and form strong ties with him.

"That was quick."

"It's a beneficial deal for both of us, so I don't see why not?"

"Good point," Wang Wei nodded. They chatted for a few seconds before Xi Shangyan left. Truth be told, Wang Wei was not that interested in the Celestial Race's Qis. With his Qi Flower Ability, he could do the same business and take a decent portion of the market. However, he was interested in getting to know the Celestial Race; he wanted to get close to them to determine what role they would play in the upcoming events.

Wang Wei glanced at the Dao Rhymes on the entire sect. He had felt there would be a sudden change in these things but stopped the process now that so many people were around. Everybody knew the Dao Opening Sect was the most powerful and wondrous lineage in the lower dimension. However, he still wanted to reduce people's jealousy and desire for his sect's foundation.

He watched as these Dao Rhymes condensed into a secret realm, creating the perfect environment for cultivating-especially comprehending the laws of Heaven and Earth. He pointed at the secret realm to mold it into a towering mountain with 10,000 stairs. The higher the stairs, the more intense the benefit of the Dao Rhymes became.

Wang Wei then added a formation that will release a Spiritual Pressure to test the disciples. They can ascend the stairs and receive the benefits by overcoming the pressure. The spiritual pressure is also an excellent way to strengthen the mind, soul, and spirit, and even have some effect on the Dao Heart.

"The last step," he muttered before proceeding to fuse the Four Dao Pillars to this secret realm, further increasing the boost this place was already granting. Now, after a disciple or elder reaches a particular step, they can focus on comprehending the 4-pillars.

"Excellent," Wang Wei muttered before suddenly thinking of an idea, so he once again pointed at this new secret realm. One of the preparations he made for his retreat was to copy the laws of every world in different world communities with the purpose of bettering his Dao by comparing the slight differences between worlds and world communities. He added this copy to this secret realm.

In other words, the users of this place can contemplate cultivation techniques, regular Dao/Law, the four pillars that embodied his sermon, or the differences between the laws of different worlds in the lower dimension.

"Let's call it the Dao Blessing Grotto-Heaven," Wang Wei muttered, satisfied with the name. As for the rules and requirements to use this Grotto-Heaven, that was someone else's problem.

'Now that I'm here, I might as well do some work so I don't have to do them later,' Wang Wei muttered before focusing on the sect's secret archive/library. With one thought, Wang Wei expanded the place in the library by at least a million times before placing copies of all the cultivation techniques of the lower dimension. He put a restriction on the library so that no one can easily reveal its existence or spread the knowledge it contains.

Wang Wei placed his palm forward, summoning a phantom of a branch of the River of Fate. However, this was not a small branch but the one controlling the entire lower dimension. He immediately played with the strings, rapidly manipulating history by deleting certain information about the Dao Opening Sect.

It was good to be the tallest tree in the forest, but he also wanted to protect from people who wanted to cut down that tree. His actions drastically reduced the temptations of these people. No one noticed how he manipulated time and changed history, and that's exactly what Wang Wei wanted.

Finally, he left the banquet area and checked on the sect before seeing his parents and entering a retreat. He met the Steward, who counted every table from the banquet, ensuring they didn't lose any money. Wang Wei gave him some of the resources he did not need from the previous information sold before running away. The Steward started to complain to him about how the lavishness of his banquet had set up an unwelcome precedent, and he was not too happy about how many times he would have to organize these banquets.

After having dinner with his parents, Li Jun and Yan Liling, Wang Wei checked on Han Shun, who was the final winner and absorbed Wang Ju's Inner World and became the new Fate One. However, Wang Wei gave him the Fate Two title out of respect for Wang Ju's years of service.

According to the sect's rules, Wang Wei was about to ascend, so he needed to prepare to hand over his intelligence organization to the next sect master. Wang Wei had no problem with that since he would need to start over in the upper dimension. However, the current issue is his father will once again take the Sect Master position after proving the Dao. However, he did not want the responsibility before the Heaven Will Battle.

In other words, someone else needed to replace him during that period. Unfortunately, no one has decided on the next candidate yet. The best options were Cai Song and Jun Menyao, but none wanted to since they would have to again once it was their time to prove the Dao. Dong Lifen was suggested, but she also rejected the idea for the same reason as the others.

Everyone wanted Wang Wei to choose, but he told them just to hold an election trial. He only focused on ensuring the Fate Shadow Guards would be loyal to the next sect master. Of course, he will take a few people with him to start the expansion in the upper dimension.

Wang Wei's next destination was the Slaughter Trial.

"Why are you here?" Chen Tong asked, genuinely puzzled.

"I came to thank you for the sermon."

"There is no need for that."

"No, truly. You've saved me a lot of time, effort, and resources. For that, I'm very thankful," Wang Wei said sincerely.

"Is that so? Well, I accept your sincerity," the Paragon nodded.

"It's a shame."

"What is it?" Chen Tong asked, further confused.

"That your presence has become unpleasant and unwanted," Wang Wei replied calmly. Chen Tong immediately felt something was wrong, but it was too late. The Slaughter Trial's continent was already surrounded by a mysterious power, which turned into runes.

"What is the meaning of this?"

"Do you think what you've done is enough to pay the debt between us? To pay for 2, maybe three ideas on how to achieve transcendence?" Wang Wei sneered while Chen Tong's face contorted in anger and embarrassment.

"What do you want?" Chen Tong asked.

"You tell me. What price will some Paragons be willing to offer for my ideas?" Chen Tong was silent. He wanted to say they were just ideas but knew this was nonsense.

"You don't have to do this," he argued. "What is the point of making an enemy of a Paragon of my caliber?"

"That's the only reason why you're still alive," Wang Wei replied. "However, once I have the strength, you better have something to repay or prepare to have your memory erased. No, I don't even have to wait that long. As long as my ancestors can return, I'm sure one or more of them would happily get the payment from you."

Chen Tong's face turned ugly. The idea he's stolen is worth such top lineages to send Paragons - even Boundless - after him.

"There is no need to take things this far. Let's talk and reach a compromise."

"You don't need to try to buy time," Wang Wei stated. "One of my powers as a Minor Three Realm Emperor is to declare someone an [Enemy of the World], and True Heavenly Dao will help me banish him. Although I can only use it once every few thousand Yuan Epochs and only in the lower dimension, it's worth using it on you.

"Lucky for you, I'm banishing you into the Source Qi Space, away from the two suns' sight. So, take this opportunity to revive and find a way to repay my debt. Otherwise, your life will be very miserable."

"No, don't do this. Think of what I did for Wang Ju." Although the Source Qi Space appeared less dangerous than the Eternal Ascension World, that was only at the surface level. He could be teleported to some hazardous area in that space if unlucky.

"Alright."

Chen Tong was immediately shocked. He could not believe he had accepted so easily. Then, he remembered who he was speaking with. "What do you want?"

"Completely erase these ideas and everything else you've stolen or learned from and ascend to the upper dimension; then, everything will be water under the bridge," Wang Wei announced, but Chen Tong was silent.

"Reasonable request, isn't it? But you cannot accept," Wang Wei shrugged. "So, accept your fate." He waved his hand, and the continent disappeared between Heaven and Earth. He ignored Chen Tong's burning gaze as he exhaled: "Now, I can breathe easily."

Wang Wei left to check on the affairs of the court. Once he dealt with all these trivial matters, he entered his seclusion. His first act was to condense the [Civilization Luck] from the Luck Condensing Artifacts of his sect, the Ancient Clan, the Great Talisman City, the Origin Pill Dao Sect, the Origin Weapon Mountain, the Origin Rune Palace, and the Body Dao Cave. He even added the luck of Buddhism, Taoism, and this world's version of Confucianism - the luck from the Enlightened Emperor Academy.

Wang Wei did not have the luck artifacts of all these factions, but once he asked to borrow them - who dared refuse?

After fusing all these luck artifacts, they turned into a white flame. Wang Wei's eyes shone brightly as he sensed the blessing of an entire cultivation civilization.

'Fascinating. Maybe I can make this even more interesting,' he thought. Wang Wei sent a message to all factions in the lower dimension. 'I'm borrowing this.' With a thought, he teleported all the luck artifacts that symbolized the cultivation civilization of all 3800 Heaven Will Worlds and fused them into a silver flame.

"The Myriad Emperor World is considered the center of the lower dimension," he muttered as he looked at the white flame.

"This flame is symbolic of the old era and civilization." He raised his hand to gather the luck of the Heavenly Emperor Era and condensed it into a golden flame, and Wang Wei immediately felt the luck boost of these three flames.

"And this is not even the end since there is still the mortal civilization." He condensed the luck from all the Enlightening Temples into a bronze flame. The four flames then turned into jewels of their respective color and a crown that Wang Wei placed on his head.

He grinned as he sensed the power he held.