Chu Lingwei stared at Chu Ze. His complexion had improved slightly in recent days, nourished by the spiritual power condensation.
His appearance remained aged.
However, from the lines of his eyes and brows, one could vaguely discern that he must have been a handsome man in his youth.
"Weiwei, you must be very curious about what kind of person your mother was?"
Chu Ze gazed at the withered branch, reminiscing about the deceased for a long time, and finally remembered that there was someone else in the room.
"Yes," Chu Lingwei replied after a moment's thought. She actually didn't have a strong reaction to the term "mother."
"Actually, I don't know your mother very well either." A hint of bitterness flashed in Chu Ze's eyes. Thinking of Chu Lingwei's mother, his face softened, and his eyes were filled with admiration. "She was a very gentle and beautiful woman."
As Chu Lingwei listened to Chu Ze's words, she couldn't form any image of her mother in her mind.
"Back then, when I was out and about, I met your mother by chance. We fell in love at first sight, and after two years together, you were born." Chu Ze was completely lost in memory, a smile on his lips, which quickly faded, replaced by a solemn expression. "Actually, I had discovered long ago that your mother was somewhat different from ordinary people."
Chu Lingwei's brow twitched, and she looked at Chu Ze. This might have something to do with her own blood.
"Every time we encountered danger, no matter how severely injured she was, she would recover much faster than me, and in most cases, she never needed any elixirs."
Chu Ze's expression was very serious. He turned to look at his daughter, feeling a sense that their daughter should be like her mother.
"Why is that?" Chu Lingwei asked urgently.
Su Xianrou had once told her that her blood was sacred blood, which was likely the reason.
Chu Ze shook his head. "I don't know. Your mother never told me."
"Not long after you were born, she received a message saying she had to go out for a while, and then she never returned." Chu Ze recalled the day his dao companion left; it was ordinary, with nothing out of the ordinary.
A flicker of disappointment crossed Chu Lingwei's eyes. No matter how special this blood was, there must be a reason behind it.
"Weiwei, after you were born, your mother placed this withered branch beside your bed. She must have had her reasons." Chu Ze handed the withered branch to Chu Lingwei. "Your mother placed it beside you, probably hoping it would accompany you always. You must cherish it well."
"Alright, I will definitely keep it safe." Chu Lingwei took the withered branch and promised solemnly.
...
For three consecutive days.
Chu Lingwei and the others remained at the inn, not leaving immediately.
The news of Chu Chang's serious injuries had not leaked, but all the powerful figures of the Xuanxin Sect had emerged and were conducting searches within the Xuanxin Sect's market.
This caused great dissatisfaction among the sect leaders and elders of various major sects who had not yet left. They unanimously believed that the Xuanxin Sect was targeting them, and for a time, the Xuanxin Sect became a hot topic.
Chu Lingwei leaned against the windowsill, listening to the chatter of pedestrians on the street discussing which sect was demanding herbs from the Xuanxin Sect today and which sect was issuing a warning to the Xuanxin Sect. It was quite lively.
"Junior Sister,"
Leng Xingzhi entered his junior sister's room. She was smiling happily at the street.
"Senior Brother, you're here."
Upon hearing Senior Brother's voice, Chu Lingwei immediately stood up and stood at attention.
"Master wants me to tell you that we are returning to the Cultivation Academy tomorrow."
"Alright."
The matters here were basically concluded, and Chu Lingwei didn't mind going anywhere.
Leng Xingzhi nodded and turned to leave the room.
Chu Lingwei watched Senior Brother's retreating figure and then suddenly realized that with Master accompanying them, Senior Brother didn't seem quite as overbearing.
Early the next morning, Bei Chenfeng stood in the courtyard with Leng Xingzhi.
"Let's go." Bei Chenfeng summoned his flying artifact upon seeing Chu Lingwei supporting Chu Ze.
Sitting on Master's flying artifact was like riding a luxury spaceship, very comfortable.
Chu Ze, however, was extremely uneasy.
"Father, are you reluctant to go to the Cultivation Academy?" Chu Lingwei asked, puzzled by her father's intention.
Chu Ze gestured for Chu Lingwei to sit beside him. "Weiwei, Father wants to go out and travel."
"Father, your current condition is absolutely not suitable for traveling." Chu Ze's health was worse than that of an ordinary person. If he ventured out alone, he probably wouldn't survive for three days.
"I know, but this is my only wish." Chu Ze had thought it through clearly. He wanted to find his dao companion while he still had a breath left.
Only by acting might they be able to see each other in his lifetime.
"Father, I don't object to you going out to travel, but your spiritual power must recover first." Chu Lingwei replied sternly. For her father to go out in his current state would be no different than seeking death.
Helplessness filled Chu Ze's eyes. He truly couldn't guarantee that his spiritual power would ever recover.
He was afraid of burdening his daughter.
"Father, please don't say such things again in the future. You must focus on recovering your health." Chu Lingwei stood up, bowed to Chu Ze, and turned to leave the room.
Chu Ze watched his daughter's retreating back, his heart aching. His daughter was still just a young girl, yet she had to bear grievances that did not belong to her.
Arriving on the deck of the flying artifact, Master was drinking tea.
"Weiwei, come to Master."
Bei Chenfeng beckoned Chu Lingwei to sit in front of him.
"Master." Chu Lingwei's voice was tinged with helplessness. Thinking of her father's words just now, she felt an indescribable emotion.
Bei Chenfeng smiled faintly, seemingly not noticing his disciple's unhappiness.
"Weiwei, do you know why the major sects have not taken advantage of the destruction of the Hengtian Secret Realm to attack the Xuanxin Sect?"
Chu Lingwei looked up, a flicker of confusion in her eyes. This was also something she had been puzzled about.
She had deliberately attributed the destruction of the Hengtian Secret Realm to the Xuanxin Sect, but the major sects seemed to be focused on something else.
"Master, is there some hidden reason behind this?"
The major sects tacitly pretended it hadn't happened; there must be a reason.
Bei Chenfeng nodded, put down his teacup, and looked up at the white clouds that were quickly passing by them.
"The Xuántiān Continent has not had anyone enter the Dominator realm for a thousand years."
Bei Chenfeng thought of his own master, who had been trapped at the Heavenly Supreme realm for a hundred years without any sign of advancement.
Those who reached the Heavenly Supreme realm could glimpse the Dao of Heaven. Master had said that he could not cross that threshold.
This meant that in another hundred years, Master would also die due to his nearing lifespan.
"I know this." Chu Lingwei nodded.
The realms in the Xuántiān Continent were divided into Sense Realm, Spirit Movement Realm, Spirit Wheel Realm, Three Heavens Realm, Supreme Realm, and Dominator Realm.
Among them, the Three Heavens Realm was further divided into Heaven Fusion Realm, Heaven Transformation Realm, and Heaven Passage Realm.
The Supreme Realm ranged from one to nine grades, Earth Supreme and Heavenly Supreme.
The Dominator Realm had seven major stages.
In the Xuántiān Continent, reaching the Three Heavens Realm was already considered being a powerful individual.