Chapter 802 Dialogue with Oneself

Chapter 802: A Conversation with Myself

Ten thousand years passed.

Han Jue opened his eyes and first looked at the Great Dao Tower. After so many years, the Great Dao Tower had returned to peace and prosperity, and Zhou Fan was cultivating inside.

Compared to ten thousand years ago, the number of living beings in the Great Dao Tower had doubled. Han Jue did some calculations with his fingers and couldn't help but smile.

It turned out that the news of Han Jue repelling Ancestor Xitian had spread. Many beings who hated or feared the Fated felt that the Great Dao Tower could shelter them, and they came in droves.

Not only the Great Dao Tower, but the Heavenly Dao and the Heavenly Court were also positively affected. However, the Heavenly Court had a high threshold for Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, and they wouldn't accept ordinary beings. Unlike the Great Dao Tower, the Heavenly Court was more like an army.

Han Jue's gaze fell upon the Heavenly Court. After gaining prestige over the Fated, the number of immortals and gods in the Heavenly Court had greatly expanded.

It must be said that the Evil Heavenly Emperor was very skilled at using reputation and leveraging power.

Seeing that the Heavenly Court and the Great Dao Tower were both safe and sound, Han Jue no longer worried.

He then shifted his attention to Chu Shiren's Buddhist Realm.

The Buddhist Realm had a special formation that concealed it within a deep layer of space-time, only discoverable by Great Dao Sages and beings above them.

Han Jue noticed a Free-level aura within the Buddhist Realm.

Hmm?

Chu Shiren actually succeeded?

He brought up his interpersonal relationships to check Chu Shiren's avatar.

The avatar was still there, indicating he hadn't been possessed. His favorability hadn't changed, meaning he hadn't been brainwashed. Everything was normal.

Chu Shiren was quite interesting.

Han Jue began to look forward to what Chu Shiren would accomplish in the future.

Afterward, Han Jue sent a dream to Li Daokong to inquire about his recent situation.

Although Li Daokong was very loyal, if he was left to his own devices for too long, there was a possibility of change. While Han Jue was still cultivating, Li Daokong might be undergoing torment and struggle.

In the dream, Li Daokong was indeed very excited and happy to see Han Jue.

After the defeat at the Great Dao Tower, Li Daokong and the other two faced immense pressure within the Fated faction. Li Daokong and Shi Dudao felt extremely aggrieved but were helpless.

After becoming Fated, it was almost impossible to escape the destiny of a Doom-Fated One. Li Daokong was experiencing the torment of a Doom-Fated One's destiny for the first time, and it was truly a fate worse than death.

Han Jue asked, "If you can't bear it, I can save you and help you eliminate the karma of being a Doom-Fated One."

Li Daokong was stunned, his heart filled with pleasant surprise.

After he understood the true terror of a Doom-Fated One, he had once despaired. He never expected Han Jue could help him break free.

He believed Han Jue wasn't exaggerating, especially since so many Fated had died at Han Jue's hands.

He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "It's fine, Sect Master. I can still endure it, and relying on my identity as a Doom-Fated One, my cultivation speed is indeed far beyond before. This is also my opportunity."

Han Jue said, "Don't feel burdened. If you can't hold on, use the Spirit Summoning Technique to summon me at any time, understand?"

Li Daokong nodded and said, "I understand, thank you for your concern, Sect Master."

The two chatted for a while before the dream ended.

Han Jue then sent a dream to Shi Dudao, this time in the image of the Dark Forbidden Lord.

Shi Dudao was also in great torment, suffering the destiny of a Doom-Fated One. Several times he wanted to come clean, but he was afraid of appearing weak and being looked down upon by the Dark Forbidden Lord.

Upon seeing the Dark Forbidden Lord appear, the dissatisfaction in Shi Dudao's heart instantly vanished.

He secretly admired the Dark Forbidden Lord.

When he was about to give up, the Dark Forbidden Lord appeared—wasn't this to give him hope and motivation?

Even though he knew this was a tactic, Shi Dudao was still impressed.

At least it showed that the Dark Forbidden Lord truly cared about him, rather than just cultivating him as a disposable pawn.

Han Jue said directly, "If you can't hold on, I can help you escape from the Fated and find a place to cultivate in peace."

Shi Dudao asked, "Then can I still follow you?"

"Yes, but in a different way."

Shi Dudao understood.

A different way of following meant being kept, waiting for the opportune moment when he was needed.

He didn't want that!

Han Jue said meaningfully, "Shi Dudao, in my opinion, your talent is the strongest. You didn't lose the battle against the Evil Heavenly Emperor; after all, there was a gap in cultivation. Your talent will continue to be unleashed as your realm improves. One day, you will become an existence even more dazzling than a Great Dao Divine Spirit."

"But any supreme powerhouse must experience pain and despair to continuously grow and climb to higher peaks."

Shi Dudao nodded; he also firmly believed this.

However, the Dark Forbidden Lord saying he was the most talented made him very excited.

Before leaving the Heavenly Dao, he indeed thought so.

But after wandering in the chaos for so long, he had seen too many prodigies. He once thought he was mediocre, especially after being crushed by the Evil Heavenly Emperor, he doubted himself even more.

Normally, Li Daokong, that scoundrel, would also strike him down, and anyone else would easily be heartbroken.

Shi Dudao suppressed his excitement and asked, "Really?"

Han Jue said, "I have no need to lie to you. The strength of your talent is not determined by my words. If there were someone with stronger talent than you, why wouldn't I seek them out?"

Shi Dudao felt that made sense.

"In that case, I will continue to lurk among the Fated. I want to be your most capable War God!"

Shi Dudao declared proudly, his former arrogance returning.

Han Jue smiled with satisfaction.

Half an hour later, the dream ended.

Han Jue opened his eyes.

He showed a satisfied smile.

He was quite talented at the art of persuasion.

Han Jue began to check his emails.

In the neighboring Daoist temple.

Xing Hongxuan was meditating on the bed when she suddenly frowned.

Her consciousness entered a dream.

After a moment of disorientation, she opened her eyes and found herself standing by a lake, surrounded by immortal qi, the scenery as beautiful as a painting.

"A dream?"

Xing Hongxuan frowned tightly. She was now a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal; how could she be dreaming?

She subconsciously touched her lower abdomen. Ever since she became pregnant, she would always sense unfathomable things.

She knew her son was not simple, and she had worried that her son would attract jealousy, but she was helpless and could only endure it.

She suddenly realized she couldn't exit the dream. She began to observe her surroundings.

Clouds and mist enveloped the area, preventing her from seeing exactly where she was.

Just then.

She saw a figure walking towards her across the lake.

Soon, that figure emerged from the mist, revealing its true form.

Xing Hongxuan was stunned, somewhat taken aback.

The other person looked exactly like her, but their aura was more transcendent.

That Xing Hongxuan, dressed in white, stood on a lotus seat, with the sun and moon suspended behind her, intertwined and circling, like a deity.

Xing Hongxuan stared at the other person, examining her carefully.

The other person slowly spoke, "Do not let your son be born. He will bring unprecedented disaster, one that even your husband cannot withstand."

Xing Hongxuan frowned, as if she had thought of something, and asked, "Are you my future self?"

The other person said leisurely, "There is no future or past. I am merely having a conversation with myself. You must choose between your son and your husband."