Chapter 1137: Creating Obsession

Chu Xiaoqi sat on the cliff, eyes wide, still unable to snap out of it.

His Ascension had actually been cut off!

He had already fantasized about ten thousand scenarios for meeting Tang Wan, only to be forcibly pulled back by his grandfather.

He felt it was utterly ridiculous.

After all, his grandfather was also an immortal and could surely go to the Immortal Realm, so why pull him back?

For the first time, Chu Xiaoqi felt resentful toward Han Jue. Not understanding what his grandfather was trying to do, he sulked and did not go to see him.

Han Jue naturally saw through his thoughts but didn't explain, waiting for Chu Xiaoqi to come to him.

Several days later, Chu Xiaoqi finally went to find Han Jue.

He sat before Han Jue, huffing and crossing his arms with a look of extreme displeasure.

Han Jue ignored him. Unable to contain himself, Chu Xiaoqi said, "Grandpa!"

Seeing that Han Jue still didn't open his eyes, Chu Xiaoqi was nearly dying of anger.

Pushed to the limit of his frustration, Chu Xiaoqi suddenly flopped onto the ground and began to wail loudly.

If Han Tuo were to see this, he would surely be dying of rage.

Han Jue spoke, "Do you really want to see her that badly?"

Chu Xiaoqi looked up and said, "If I don't go, she might be snatched away by another man! Even if I have the confidence to win her back, I can't just let myself be cuckolded!"

Han Jue couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Rest assured, she won't look for anyone else."

"Why?"

"Didn't you say you have confidence? Why can't you trust her?"

"But…"

"Xiaoqi, there is no medicine for regret in this world. Once you lose something, you must be prepared to bear the consequences. Cultivate well. If you go to the Immortal Realm now, you will be at the very bottom. How could someone like that attract her if she has already had a change of heart?"

"I…"

"Since you can't attract her as you are, why not trust her? Believe that she hasn't changed. What you need to do is make yourself stronger—strong enough to change everything."

Han Jue's words sent Chu Xiaoqi into deep thought.

Han Jue smiled and said, "In my life, I have never taken risks for a woman. The path of cultivation should be centered on oneself. Only when you are strong enough will you have the right to dream of protecting everything."

Chu Xiaoqi took a deep breath and said, "I understand, Grandpa. I'm sorry, I was short-sighted. Then when do you think I can ascend?"

"Wait a bit longer. Perhaps soon, perhaps for a long time."

Han Jue closed his eyes. Chu Xiaoqi pondered for a good while before getting up to leave, preparing to Cultivate.

Chu Xiaoqi became more diligent, sitting in meditation every day to improve his cultivation.

Chu Xiaoqi's life seemed long, but in the Endless Era, time still moved very slowly.

In the Blank Domain, the Heavenly Court Realm stood above dozens of Great Worlds, emitting an endless divine light that illuminated all lands.

Inside the Heavenly Court, in the Imperial Garden.

The Evil Heavenly Emperor and Han Tuo were drinking and talking.

"Your Majesty's days are becoming more and more leisurely," Han Tuo said with a smile.

The Evil Heavenly Emperor laughed. "Indeed. You as well. In the past, you rarely came to visit me."

Han Tuo shook his head and smiled. "Back then, my obsession was too deep, and I indeed neglected too much. Now that I've set down my burdens, I suddenly feel that being the strongest isn't that important."

The Evil Heavenly Emperor teased, "True. After all, no matter what, you could never catch up to your father."

Han Tuo rolled his eyes. Is this how you talk to people?

The Evil Heavenly Emperor smiled and said, "Right, you came at a good time. Do you know Chen Jue?"

"Yes, a descendant of my Han Family, the one with the strongest talent lately."

"I want to recruit him. Could you put in a good word for me?"

"That boy hasn't joined any major forces; he only has Ling'er secretly protecting him. Why don't you just invite him yourself?"

"I did invite him, but the kid is disdainful of immortals and gods…"

Speaking of this, the Evil Heavenly Emperor felt helpless. That Chen Jue really resembled that existence—in image, of course, and in personality.

Han Tuo shrugged. "Then forget it. As an ancestor, I cannot force the destiny of my descendants."

The Evil Heavenly Emperor sighed, looking suddenly dejected.

Han Tuo ignored his acting.

The two changed the subject and continued chatting.

"You went down to the Mortal Realm recently. For what reason?" the Evil Heavenly Emperor suddenly asked.

The Evil Heavenly Emperor was also a Great Dao Supreme. He couldn't detect Han Jue's presence, but he could capture Han Tuo's movements. However, he couldn't calculate exactly what Han Tuo had done.

This kid wouldn't go to the Mortal Realm for no reason.

Han Tuo smiled. "I can't let you pry into this; it's of great importance. Your Majesty, the Endless Era may seem peaceful, but undercurrents are surging. The Heavenly Court is a neutral force; be careful not to stand on the wrong side."

The Heavenly Court's foundation was still a bit weak. In Han Tuo's view, it couldn't withstand a struggle between great powers.

Of course, Han Tuo was just scaring the Evil Heavenly Emperor a little.

Han Jue's nurturing of Chu Xiaoqi was clearly different. Han Tuo didn't want to interfere because of himself.

Han Tuo couldn't see through Han Jue, but he always felt there was deep meaning in training Chu Xiaoqi.

The Evil Heavenly Emperor was lost in thought.

Several hours later, Han Tuo departed.

The Evil Heavenly Emperor's smile vanished as his gaze turned toward the Mortal Realm Han Tuo had visited previously.

The Dao Secret Realm…

The Evil Heavenly Emperor's expression was solemn as he swirled his wine cup, his thoughts unknown.

The times had changed, and so had people's hearts.

The terror of the Creator Daoists was manifested during the Great Dao Calamity, making those who survived the calamity, like them, desperately long to become Creator Daoists.

Only by becoming a Creator Daoist could one be immortal through ten thousand tribulations, eternal and indestructible, and able to define reality and illusion.

He, the Evil Heavenly Emperor, also wanted to attain the rank of Creator Daoist!

Relying on the Heavenly Court alone was far from enough.

…

Time flew like a shuttle. A thousand years had passed in the mortal world, and dynasties had changed, yet the cultivators in the mountains were unaware of the external shifts.

Chu Xiaoqi was one of them.

A thousand years of cultivation had brought his cultivation to the Taiyi Celestial Immortal realm. This speed was slow in Han Jue's eyes, but for the normal Immortal Realm, it was considered fast.

On this day, Han Jue summoned Chu Xiaoqi.

Chu Xiaoqi had become more composed, sitting before Han Jue with poise, no longer playing his old little tricks.

"What is it, Grandpa?"

Chu Xiaoqi smiled. Looking at his mature and handsome face, Han Jue felt a slight sense of accomplishment.

After all, he had raised this boy himself.

Han Jue smiled and said, "You can ascend now."

Chu Xiaoqi's eyes widened, his breathing suddenly quickening. He asked, "Are you coming with me?"

"No. You go. From now on, you must walk your own path."

Han Jue shook his head gently. These words made Chu Xiaoqi fall silent.

Chu Xiaoqi suddenly said, "I'm not going. I'll stay by your side."

"Why? Don't you want your Wan'er?"

"Everyone has their own life. If she still misses me, she will find me sooner or later. I don't owe her anything, but I owe you."

Chu Xiaoqi said seriously, his gaze toward Han Jue filled with gratitude.

He knew very well that without the grandfather before him, he would have died at the bottom of the cliff long ago. He never would have met Tang Wan or stepped onto the path of cultivation.

After living together for so many years, he had yet to show Han Jue proper filial piety.

The thought of ascending to seek some illusory so-called love while Han Jue remained alone in this valley, enduring the loneliness of the ages, made him feel terrible.

From the time they met until now, all the events of the past flashed before his eyes.

From beginning to end, the one who had accompanied him was the grandfather before him.