Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Why don't you go back with Donghuang Taiyi?

Huo Ling'er asked calmly.

Kong Xuan smiled:
"I haven't fulfilled my promise to you, how dare I leave? I'm not the kind of person who goes back on their word."

Upon hearing this, Huo Ling'er burst out laughing.

"Rest for two days, then come with me to hunt monsters."

That unquestionable voice rang out.

Kong Xuan nodded, then left Huo Ling'er's palace and returned to his own residence.

Upon arriving at the place of cultivation, he took out a red stone.

"I have no idea what this thing is."

He obtained the stone from ancient ruins, but he has never figured out its purpose.

He placed the stone aside and began his cultivation.

During his cultivation, the red stone quietly emitted Dao power, which he continuously absorbed.

Kong Xuan, however, was completely unaware of this.

……

Ying Zheng had already arrived at the Daoist residence of Ancestor Yang Mei.

"Yang Mei! Where are you? Come out at once!"

He landed on both feet and shouted loudly.

"What are you shouting about in my Daoist temple?"

Before Ancestor Yangmei even arrived, his voice had already drifted over.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Ying Zheng laughed and said:

"I brought you some good wine, why don't you show yourself?"

As he spoke, he took out two jars of wine. No sooner had he finished speaking than Ancestor Yangmei appeared in his line of sight.

"Oh, you actually brought alcohol to see me? Long time no see, where have you been?"

Yangmei Patriarch stepped forward and took the wine jar from Ying Zheng's hand.

"I went to the Land of Blazing Flames to find Kong Xuan," Ying Zheng told him truthfully.

Ancestor Yangmei led him toward a pavilion.

"So you came to see me as soon as you got back?"

The two arrived at the pavilion, and Ying Zheng sat down on the stone bench.

"Of course, I came straight here as soon as I got back."

Yangmei Patriarch laughed heartily upon hearing this.

"Alright, then I'll give you one of the two Dao Fruits I just obtained."

He took out two Dao Fruits and handed one to Ying Zheng.

"I went to great lengths to get this; it can enhance my control over Dao power."

Ying Zheng took the Dao Fruit and took a bite. The fruit flesh transformed into a warm current, instantly flowing throughout his body.

"It's really good. Come, try my wine."

Ying Zheng poured a cup for each of them.

Ancestor Yangmei picked up his wine cup, took a sip, and immediately revealed a look of intoxication.

"Your wine is just as good as Luo Hou's, it smells amazing!"

Seeing this, Ying Zheng took out two more bottles and placed them in front of him.

"I obtained this in the Land of Blazing Flames. I brought it back for you to drink. Keep these two bottles and savor them slowly."

Yang Mei Patriarch's eyes lit up.

"Then I won't be polite!"

He simply put the two bottles of wine away.

The two then chatted over drinks, reminiscing about many interesting things.

……

After five cups, Ancestor Yangmei, holding Ying Zheng's arm, lowered his voice and said:
"I feel like Hongjun has been acting a bit strange lately."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng perked up.

"You can't just say things like that. How did you figure that out?"

Yangmei Ancestor sighed and talked about the time he went to drink with Dao Ancestor Hongjun a few days ago.

He recounted in detail Hongjun's unusual behavior that day.

"It felt like he was a completely different person."

Ying Zheng thought he was drunk and didn't take it too seriously.

"Are you sure you didn't see it wrong? It's normal for him to be so happy that he forgot himself after getting the Pangu Axe."

Ancestor Yangmei looked serious:
“I’m not lying to you, he really has a problem. I can’t say exactly what’s wrong, but it’s definitely not right.”

Seeing how serious he was, Ying Zheng nodded:

"Okay, I'll go see him in a few days and see what's going on. Let's have a drink first."

Only then did Ancestor Yangmei reveal a smile.

After downing another cup, Ancestor Yangmei squinted at Ying Zheng:
"I remember you already had complete control over the river of fate?"

Ying Zheng thought to himself, "This guy isn't drunk, he still remembers this."

"That's right, the river of destiny is now in my hands."

Upon hearing this, Ancestor Yangmei was overjoyed, as if he had taken control of the river of time.

He picked up the wine jar and filled both of their cups, then said:
"Ying Zheng, I have a favor to ask. Could you tell me the method to control the River of Destiny?"

Ying Zheng smiled:
"I thought it was something serious. No problem, I'll tell you right away."

Yangmei Patriarch was overjoyed and insisted on continuing to drink.

"The River of Destiny and the River of Time are both things left behind by those who transcended the past; they contain so much..."

“I know all that,” Yangmei Patriarch interrupted him. “What I want to know is how to achieve complete control.”

Seeing how anxious he was, Ying Zheng couldn't help but smile.

"I don't know anything about the River of Time. But back when I controlled the River of Destiny..."

He revealed without reservation the method he used to control the river of fate.

After listening, Yangmei Patriarch realized that he had indeed gone astray.

"You've really given me a wake-up call! Otherwise, I would have continued down the wrong path. I want to give it a try now!"

He was so excited he almost jumped for joy.

Ying Zheng quickly stopped him:
"Let's drink first, then we'll go."

Yangmei Patriarch also realized that he had lost his composure and punished himself with a cup of wine.

Ying Zheng completely relaxed and fully immersed himself in the drinking party.

……

After returning, Donghuang Taiyi did not go directly to the Dao Mansion, but went to find Ying Zheng first.

Unable to find the person, he returned to his Daoist abode and began to digest the inheritance he had received.

Although peace prevailed after the great battle, Nuwa and the others did not stop their cultivation.

Nuwa worked tirelessly day and night in the Dao Palace, trying to catch up with Ying Zheng.

"I will definitely catch up with you, just wait!"

What urges her to cultivate every day is the figure in her heart.

……

Ying Zheng and Yang Mei Laozu each had a bottle of wine, and they were both a little tipsy.

"Ying Zheng, can't we shut down the Primordial World now that it's like this?" Ancestor Yang Mei asked drunkenly.

Ying Zheng shook his head:
"I want to shut it down too, but I don't know how to do it."

Yangmei Patriarch swayed, as if he were about to collapse at any moment.

"Do you think there are other worlds besides ours?"

This unexpected question startled Ying Zheng.

"I really didn't know that. It's time to rest; I can't drink anymore."

He got up to help Yang Mei, the old ancestor.

Ancestor Yangmei waved his hand to interrupt him:

"I……"

Before he could finish speaking, he collapsed onto the table.

Ying Zheng helped him into a room to rest, and then left Yangmei Dao Mansion.

Walking in the void, he used his Taoist power to dispel the effects of the alcohol and quickly became as sober as ever.

"Yang Mei just said that Hongjun has a problem, we need to go and check on him."

He muttered to himself, then set off for the Daoist temple of Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

This time, however, he didn't swagger in; instead, he lay in wait to observe.

At this moment, Dao Ancestor Hongjun is holding the Pangu Axe and practicing various moves in the training ground.

After observing for a while, Ying Zheng discovered that Hongjun had been practicing diligently every day since obtaining the Pangu Axe, and was now quite proficient.

He thought Yang Mei might have misjudged him and was about to leave.

But what happened next made him stop in his tracks.

The Pangu Axe in the hand of Dao Ancestor Hongjun suddenly fell to the ground. He stood motionless with his eyes slightly closed.

This unusual behavior alerted Ying Zheng.

However, this state did not last long, and Hongjun soon returned to normal.

"Perhaps this is his unique cultivation method? Don't scare yourself."

Ying Zheng muttered to himself, then left the Dao Ancestor Hongjun's Dao Palace and headed towards the Wu Clan. This time, he didn't hide, but openly and honestly arrived at the Wu Clan's gate.

As soon as he landed, a group of witch generals rushed out and surrounded him.

After recognizing Ying Zheng, they hesitated for a moment, but still made way for him.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, it seems your people aren't very welcoming to me."

Ying Zheng's voice resounded throughout the entire Wu tribe.

Hearing this, Houtu, who was cultivating, stopped her cultivation and came to his side.

"Ying Zheng? Why did you suddenly come over today?"

Seeing that Houtu had not changed, Ying Zheng was relieved.

"It's nothing, I just came to check in. You won't mind if I'm not welcome, will you?"

Houtu forced a smile:
"How could that be? Please come in."

She led Ying Zheng toward the council hall.

"Actually, it wasn't us who killed the Great God Pangu; he took his own life."

Ying Zheng felt it necessary to say it again.

Houtu's expression remained unchanged:

"I know. So I don't blame you. It's hard to say who's right and who's wrong in this, let bygones be bygones."

Ying Zheng sensed the distance in those words.

Houtu suddenly stopped in her tracks:

"Now that you're here, I'll take you to see the tomb of the Father God."

Ying Zheng nodded and followed her to the front of Pangu's tomb.

He used his Taoist power to probe into the tomb and found that it was indeed Pangu's body inside.

"What's done is done, so don't dwell on it. Live in the moment."

He looked at Houtu, who had his back to him, and said.

Houtu turned around, her face already covered in tears.

"The Father God is our symbol. He has fallen, and the witch clan will also perish."

Ying Zheng remained silent for a moment:

"With me here, no one will dare to bully the Witch Clan. This is my promise to you."

Houtu softly said:
"I hope so."

The two left the cemetery. On the way, Ying Zheng asked:
"Can I go to the Pangu Temple? If it's inconvenient, then forget it."

Houtu hesitated for a moment, as if making a difficult decision.

"I'll take you there."

Ying Zheng knew that Pangu's death was a great blow to Houtu, but his purpose in coming here was to confirm whether Pangu was really dead.

They soon arrived at the Pangu Palace. Ying Zheng found that it no longer possessed its former glory, and the remaining Dao power was so weak that it seemed it might dissipate at any moment.

"Alright, let's go."

He said to Houtu.

Houtu nodded and led him away.

Ying Zheng originally wanted to go and examine Pangu's heart again, but decided against it.

"I'm leaving now, no need to see me off."

He stopped in his tracks.

Houtu nodded slightly:

"Goodbye."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Ying Zheng wanted to say a few more words of comfort to her, but seeing her like this, he had no choice but to give up and leave the Wu tribe.

As he left the witch clan, he turned and looked back.

"It seems that Houtu has misunderstood; Pangu has indeed perished."

This confirmed his and Donghuang Taiyi's speculations, thus dispelling their doubts.

Ying Zheng did not linger and returned to his Daoist residence.

……

After confirming that Ying Zheng had left, Hou Tu quickly arrived at Pangu's tomb.

"Father God, you may come out now. Ying Zheng is gone."

She spoke to the tomb.

Pangu slowly emerged from the tomb.

"He didn't find me. He's already given up on the idea that I'm still alive."

Houtu greatly admired Pangu's decisiveness.

As soon as Ying Zheng arrived at the Wu tribe, Pangu noticed. He immediately took a breath-holding pill and lay down in the tomb.

Houtu initially disagreed with this approach, but the results were surprisingly good.

"Then you can now focus on recovering your strength."

Houtu smiled.

Pangu slowly nodded, then turned to Houtu and instructed her:
"Although Ying Zheng has managed to get away with it, we still can't be too ostentatious. Let's continue to proceed according to plan, just as I said before."

"Better safe than sorry"—Pangu understood this principle better than anyone.

"Okay, I understand. We will proceed with caution until your strength is fully restored."

Houtu looked at Pangu with a respectful expression and said.

Pangu waved to Houtu, then turned and returned to the Pangu Palace to continue his seclusion and recover his strength.

Houtu then left and went to the council hall to summon the remaining eleven ancestral witches.

Before long, Gonggong, the ancestral witch, and others arrived in the hall one after another.

"You all probably know that Ying Zheng came to our Wu tribe today. He still doesn't trust us."

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Houtu got straight to the point.

"How could he not know about the commotion he caused today?"

One of the ancestral witches responded in a cold tone.

At this moment, the ancestral witch Gonggong stepped forward and asked:

"You have summoned us here today, but what instructions does the Father have for us?"

Houtu nodded:

"Continue to proceed according to the original plan, and under no circumstances should the presence of the Father be revealed."

The other ancestral witches all nodded in agreement.

"If there's nothing else, we'll be leaving now."

After Gonggong, the ancestral witch, finished speaking, seeing that Houtu did not react, he turned and left the hall.

The other ancestral witches also greeted Houtu one after another, and then left with Gonggong, the ancestral witch.

"I wonder if Ying Zheng really didn't discover the existence of the Father God."

Houtu stopped thinking about it and turned back to her Daoist abode to cultivate.

……

After returning to his Daoist abode, Ying Zheng did not immediately begin cultivating, but instead pondered how to control the primordial world.

"Leaving the primordial world standing still is not a long-term solution; we must find a way to make it disappear."

Just then, Donghuang Taiyi arrived at Ying Zheng's Daoist residence.

"You've returned from the Land of Flames?"

Ying Zheng asked Donghuang Taiyi.

"I'm back. I learned a lot this time, and I came here specifically to ask you for some advice."

Donghuang Taiyi nodded and said to Ying Zheng.

"Ask me anything you don't understand, and I'll tell you if I know the answer."

Ying Zheng spoke slowly.

Upon hearing this, Donghuang Taiyi's face immediately lit up with joy.

"That's right, I've encountered some bottlenecks and don't know how to continue my cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng instructed Donghuang Taiyi to unleash his own Dao.

After observing for a while, Ying Zheng discovered that Donghuang Taiyi's Great Dao was nearing perfection, but there were still some flaws.

"What you need to do now is to constantly refine your own Dao, compress it, and reach the point of accumulating strength for a powerful burst."

Donghuang Taiyi immediately took action and began to continuously compress his own Great Dao.

This process was extremely difficult, and before long, beads of sweat appeared on Donghuang Taiyi's forehead.

"I feel like I can't suppress it anymore, I can't compress it any further."

Donghuang Taiyi told Ying Zheng how he felt at that moment.

"Continue to compress; as long as you persevere, you will be able to cultivate your Great Dao to perfection."

Ying Zheng encouraged him.

Donghuang Taiyi gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength to continue compressing his own Great Dao.

His avenue was visibly shrinking.

"Stop compressing now, integrate your Dao power into it, and maintain the current level."

Ying Zheng hurriedly offered his guidance.

As Donghuang Taiyi's Dao power continued to flow in, his Dao light became increasingly brilliant and dazzling.

Just then, Donghuang Taiyi's Great Dao was on the verge of collapse. Seeing this, Ying Zheng immediately used his own Dao power to help stabilize it. (End of Chapter)