Chapter 2017: Chapter 2017

A man and a woman walk on the ancient world tree that has grown for countless years.

At first, the branches beneath their feet are as thin as chopsticks, with many forks, and their steps occasionally float in the air.

As their steps gradually deepen, the golden branches continue to grow larger and wider, transforming into trunks, and the trunks become golden mountains and land.

From now on, the end is no longer in sight, all that can be seen is the undulating golden mountains, burning hot like the sun, consuming all things.

Jiang Ding follows the Fusang Saintess step by step into the depths of the Fusang Divine Tree.

It doesn’t feel like walking within a giant tree, but more like walking in a sun secret realm, where the sun rules are nearly tangible and visible, like a furnace or a hell of destruction, where most Heavenly beings would instantly turn to ashes, their Divine Souls extinguished, unable to survive.

Yet the two walking do not sweat a bit.

Even, the Dao Essence around the youth faintly starts to enlighten the Dao.

Countless sparks of inspiration flood into his heart like a tide, advancing his Great Sun Swordsmanship and his True Immortal Technique with visible speed, a moment of explosive reward from the past millennia.

The green-clothed youth’s steps become slower and slower.

In the end, he stops completely, standing still like a puppet, a statue, losing all external breath.

The Fusang Saintess halts her steps.

She does not urge or disturb anything, turning quietly to look at this silent youth in front of her.

At this moment, he no longer has the sharpness of the past.

Nor does he have the ubiquitous terrifying dangerous aura like a seabed trench, or the inherent cold indifference and cunning of the Human Race Monarch, only like a sleeping innocent child, making one unconsciously feel a maternal instinct to protect.

’An unparalleled outstanding figure...’

The Fusang Saintess’s thoughts scatter.

’He merely comes to the Fusang Divine Tree, without any Elixir Secret Techniques, and can enlighten himself. Moreover, this enlightenment is controllable; even if the Eight-step Daoist attacks now, he cannot kill him, only seriously injure him at most.’

’He won’t trust me, won’t trust anyone.’

’This is very good, truly a natural-born Emperor.’

The Fusang Saintess quietly thinks: ’Although his origin is humble, he himself is the origin, he himself is the background, plus extreme caution and concealment, his future is bright, the possibility of being killed in the cradle is very small.’

’The only downside is... such a person will not completely give his heart to me.’

’If I met him in his childhood, it would have been better. ’

’He surely would be an excellent Dao partner, and I could help him achieve the Dao, grow old together without betrayal, benefiting both myself and the Sect greatly.’

’Now ... it is also very good.’

’Actually, this is the best outcome.’

The Fusang Saintess quietly thinks: ’Overly emotional people cannot achieve great things, cannot become Emperors; such people often put feelings above their path, lacking cold calculations of interests, unable to recognize the eternal rules of heaven and earth.’

’Such people are good husbands, good Dao partners, but not good Emperors. Emperors must be ruthless, must not recognize people when interests are at stake, destroying bridges after crossing the river, all for the supreme authority.’

’Such cold-hearted cultivators are the Dao partners of this Daoist.’

She quietly looks at the Dao partner she chose in front of her.

Could this be arrogance?

This person clearly refused.

The Fusang Saintess believes she is not arrogant.

Because she will give her Dao partner the opportunity of True Immortal, the chance to become an Immortal.

Emperors, since ancient times, are ruthless, difficult to be restrained by feelings, even childhood friendships hardly restrain them, those who achieve the highest rarely take feelings too seriously, this is almost universal.

Emotional monarchs are anomalies among anomalies, they appear only rarely.

Then why has the Fusang Holy Land produced many empresses, becoming empresses of the unfeeling Emperor?

Why aside from one empress who died by the Emperor’s hand, all other Fusang Holy Land empresses have died peacefully?

There is always a reason.

The Fusang Saintess quietly waits, unaware of time’s passage.

In the long flow of time, a millennium has passed.

The green-clothed youth, standing like a statue for a thousand years, moves his eyelids slightly, then opens his clear black and white eyes, countless Immortal Dao runes surge in his pupils and then subside.

The first thing Jiang Ding sees upon opening his eyes is the woman who has been watching him all along.

He hesitates slightly.

Has she been watching him for a thousand years?

The Fusang Saintess nods, continuing into the Fusang Divine Tree.

Jiang Ding follows behind, organizing the gains from this enlightenment.

As the ancients said, reading ten thousand books and walking ten thousand miles, this saying is indeed true.

Just this enlightenment alone pushed ’Seven Emotions and Six Desires Destruction Method Feathering Great Sun Sword Soul Embryo’ forward by a giant leap, reaching about seventy percent progress, instantly solving many problems that countless Great Dream Sword Realm elite teams couldn’t solve despite countless inferences.

His understanding of the Sun Rules has also stepped up a major level.

The Taiqing Flying Sword lightly hums, the sword’s singing now has a trace of heat.

This means the sword has become sharper, hotter, its overall power increased by ten to twenty percent, and no place is better suited for comprehending the Sun Rules than the Fusang Divine Tree; many past speculations are quickly verified.

Jiang Ding softly says.

This woman possesses a very peculiar ability of insight; she can tell if he is on the brink of fire and demonic, also precisely judge his enlightenment at the Fusang Divine Tree, this is not an accidental coincidence.

"Many have seen the Fusang Divine Tree through the ages, but few have enlightened themselves; all these are your past accumulations."

The Fusang Saintess shakes her head slightly.

The two wander through the Fusang Divine Tree, crossing one branch after another, passing through sheet after sheet of solar fog, finally arriving at the very center of the Fusang Divine Tree.

This is the most concentrated place of Sun Rules, space is hazy here, creating ripples, endless destruction and high temperatures permeate this area, even the Law Body of an Eight-step Daoist starts to burn, feeling the stabbing pain.

The Fusang Saintess pauses here.

She looks at the object in front of her.

These are two terrifying fruits, one large and one small, emitting an aura of destruction and life, like a sun gestating, a Supreme Treasure nurtured by the Fusang Divine Tree over countless years.

Jiang Ding’s gaze is involuntarily drawn to the fruit, a subconscious impulse and desire he cannot resist.

"Here lies the Supreme Treasure of Fusang Holy Land, the Sun Fruit."

The Fusang Saintess quietly introduces: "The Fusang Divine Tree blooms once every thirty-six million years, bears fruit once every thirty-six million years, and matures once every one trillion two hundred ninety-seven million years.

The Fusang Divine Tree collects Sun Essence over the long years, Sun Rule Dao Essence, plus the fermentation of Time Rules, formed through many coincidences and opportunities, creating a Time Rift Supreme Treasure."

"This is a True Immortal Level opportunity and fortune."