"He’s too greedy," Ji Jingqiu said calmly, "Uncle Master, you shouldn’t follow his example; take it as a warning."

Ji Tianxing wanted to say something, but the sharp aura like a blade still locked onto the center of his brow, carrying a hidden warning.

At this moment, Ji Tianxing’s heart instead completely returned to calm. He was no longer in such a "perilous situation," especially after his mastery of fate.

But this time...

Those who are void of destiny are indeed incredibly unpredictable.

No, they’re completely unpredictable.

Ji Tianxing sighed inwardly; in fact, he had indeed once planned over Ji Jingqiu, that incident with Hel was just an attempt, but those void of destiny can’t control fate changes at all.

His control over Ji Jingqiu was entirely based on analysis and deductions of his personality.

Yet the human heart is the hardest to predict and the easiest to alter.

Especially for cultivators.

The stronger the power, the more tendencies in personality and actions arise, eventually leaning towards overpowering everything with strength...

The blade suspended over his brow drew closer, and Ji Tianxing was prepared for a desperate struggle.

However, the aura hanging before his brow suddenly dissipated, like a...

Joke? Taunt? Tease?

"The Heavenly Court’s Investiture of the Gods has already awakened; the Divine Dao’s return to the peak is not far away. Uncle Master, take care of yourself,"

Under the canopy, Jing Qiu’s voice mystically came through.

The Kowloon raised their heads, pulling the carriage, seemingly ready to set off again.

Ji Tianxing’s pupils contracted sharply, this guy...

"Wait!"

Ji Tianxing suddenly called out to Jing Qiu, "Don’t you want to know your origin?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Jing Qiu replied mockingly, "Does Uncle Master know?"

Ji Tianxing said in a deep voice, "In your previous life, you were a being from the Other Shore! Accidentally fallen into our realm!"

A light laughter came from within the carriage, Kowloon turned, heading into the depths of the void.

Ji Tianxing shouted again, "Ji, you were born to stand on the Other..."

Kowloon sang a long song, their voices resonating through the stars, pulling the sacred and indescribable carriage, driving towards the depths of the void.

As the carriage passed, the void spontaneously parted, leaving a long-lasting glow of the divine path, along with the residue of the Dao that even True Saints must revere.

Ji Jingqiu sat inside the carriage, his figure blurred, only a pair of eyes peering through the Glazed Glass Light.

"Ji Jingqiu, why not listen to him finish?"

Hel said, intrigued.

"We barely blocked that damn guy; if we don’t squeeze him dry and scare him a few more times, taking action would be excellent!"

"If you’re worried about losing face for He Donghuang and the others, I can act on your behalf!"

In her view, Ji Jingqiu was still too benevolent. Earlier, he only scared Ji Tianxing a bit. For someone like him, even beating him to death wouldn’t be too much!

"He knows only this."

Ji Jingqiu’s gaze passed through the canopy made of Glazed Glass Light, calmly staring at a certain void, with faint traces of rippling water spreading and flowing in his eyes.

"Where are you planning to go next? Plus, is there an issue with your background?" Hel asked curiously, "If I recall correctly, aren’t you the grandson of Ji Linyuan?"

Wuzhou suddenly spoke, "Ji Linyuan’s origin is related to Taiyi."

Hel exclaimed in shock, "Ji Jingqiu, are you a descendant of Taiyi?! So if you round up, shouldn’t you call me great-aunt?"

Ji Jingqiu was expressionless; this silly woman had become increasingly active recently, making it hard not to overthink.

A short while ago, when he was forced to accept Divine Dao Forgiveness, there was a scene that kept him somewhat concerned—

The Divine who was initially about to step out of the Heart Lamp unexpectedly "collapsed," like a castle in the air, as if it had long been "hollowed out."

Then who is the worm?

Wuzhou sighed, "Where could Taiyi have a descendant? How else should I say it for you to understand."

"Heh." Hel sneered, "You talk too much, really think I didn’t catch on?"

"Ji, can you now see the Mother River of Destiny?" Moon-cutting Sword Light suddenly spoke.

All three could use Ji Jingqiu’s perspective to see what Ji Jingqiu saw.

And at this moment, reflected in Ji Jingqiu’s eyes was an elusive, omnipresent long river.

Wuzhou and Hel couldn’t identify this, but its true form had once deeply researched the track and outline of the Mother River of Destiny!

Ji Jingqiu nodded.

It’s unclear whether he forcibly broke through the Dao Ancestor, leaped out of destiny’s branches, or went through the Investiture of the Gods, or perhaps now achieved True Saint Perfection’s Fruit Position?

After stepping out of the Netherworld into the Sea of Realms, he could feel a vast, ancient, indifferent, nearly "Dao-like" aura, evoking reverence and making oneself feel as tiny as dust.

This aura came from the depths of the Sea of Realms, yet seemed to be by his side, omnipresent, permeating all spatial and temporal dimensions.

It is both the Mother River of Destiny and the River of Time, co-existing and interwoven.

Within the river, there are no waves, nor does it flow with water, but rather countless brilliant and complex destiny trajectories, Karma lines of All Spirits, and numerous branches and collapses of possibilities.

Simply gazing at it feels as though seeing countless fragments of one’s own past and future, along with the rise and fall of billions of lives’ destinies.

It is precisely through this vague perception of the "river’s" flow that he could find Marshal Ji, who excels in fate and best knows how to hide himself.

At the same time, he finally found his own destiny branch.

Just as the master of Nine Pure Heavenly Venerables had said.

There are no traces of them in the destiny streams of the realm, so seek in the Mother River.

"Are you now preparing to resolve most of the Karma of this life to seek the past?" Sword Light said gravely.

Among the many methods it gifted Ji Jingqiu for locating the entanglement of previous lives, this one—using the most tangled Karma of the present world to seek the past—was the most risky and radical!