During the days she spent in captivity, Princess Wang Chan of Tianyuan missed no one more than her mother, who had already passed away, save for her own father. She remembered her father’s promise to one day resurrect her mother. Alas, a vast stretch of time had passed, and that promise remained unfulfilled. As powerful as the Saint Emperor was, resurrecting a cultivator of such immense strength was a task of near-impossible difficulty.
"Chan'er, what I promised you, I will surely deliver! You must trust me. Even though I cannot resurrect your mother yet, I have never stopped trying. But for now, my priority is to eradicate the Demon Machine Clan and rescue you," the Saint Emperor said, his eyes misting over with tears.
The mere mention of Chan'er’s mother always filled him with sorrow. The inability to revive his beloved wife remained an unresolved wound in his heart. Watching this exchange between father and daughter, Lin Fei could not help but feel a sense of melancholy. Reaching the height of the Saint Emperor was, effectively, the ceiling of the cultivation world. Yet, even someone as mighty as the Saint Emperor could not protect those dearest to him, nor could he live life exactly as he wished. Lin Fei sighed to himself: where, truly, was the end of the path of cultivation?
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