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Feng Zhi shook his head.

"Anyone in that awkward position would want to see for themselves just how capable the person who changed their fate really is."

The wind gazes into the distance, as if listening.

Feng Zhi continued, "As for those clansmen... I can roughly guess what they're talking about in private."

"It's normal for people to say I stole his things and to stand up for him. It would be strange if there weren't any such voices in a family."

The old man chuckled, "You seem to have a very open-minded attitude."

"Doesn't this prove that the Feng family has a human touch?" Feng Zhi swept up the debris on the ground, sat down next to the old man, and looked at the beautiful scenery of the mountains.

"If they can speak up for Feng Xun, they will naturally speak up for me in the future."

"Haha, I'm relieved to hear that you think that way." Feng Yuan was much happier after hearing this.

Taking advantage of this time of day, the old man talked to Feng Zhi about many things. The two chatted for a long time until it got dark.

Feng Yuan spoke of recent events, ancient secrets of heaven and earth, family heritage, and the past of the Great Emperor…

He told Feng Zhi everything he knew, so that he wouldn't suffer from his ignorance later.

Feng Zhi's expression kept changing, sometimes his scalp tingled, sometimes he suppressed a laugh, because what the old man was saying were earth-shattering secrets that could not be found in ancient history.

Some were particularly outrageous.

For example, the Great Emperor of the Big Dipper and the Great Emperor of the Stars were childhood sweethearts who lay side by side!

Legend has it that this is why the two had no children!

A chill ran down Feng Zhi's spine, and he couldn't help but ask, "Is that 'lying feet together' the kind I imagined?"

Impossible, right? The founder of the Big Dipper, such a muscular and powerful man who created the physical body technique, could he be this kind of person?

Who would dare to slander the Great Emperor? How dare they spread such treasonous words? Were they really not hunted down by the two holy lands back then?

Feng Yuan could tell from his expression that he had misunderstood, so he couldn't help but point at him with his finger and burst into laughter.

"What are you thinking? How could such a great being as the Emperor be so absurd? This is just a ridiculous fallacy that people have made based on the fact that the two holy lands are at odds and that neither Emperor has any offspring."

"There is a popular explanation for why the two are incompatible."

"It is said that the discord arose because of the names of the holy sites. One was called Tian Shu, and the other was called Bei Dou. Over time, Tian Shu felt that the name Bei Dou was too advantageous to them, like a father-son relationship."

"Ahem, of course, all of the previous ones were just jokes!" Feng Yuan wiped the smile off his face.

His face was solemn as he bowed deeply to the heavens and earth, declaring that the Emperor was invincible and great, and these words should not be spoken carelessly.

The old man regained his composure: "The most reasonable explanation that the world agrees on is that the two emperors had no children."

"Oh? Which one?" Feng Zhi's ears twitched. He had been cultivating for a long time and felt that his mind was getting a little bored, so he liked to listen to these secrets.

Feng Yuan slowly spoke: "There was no woman in that era who was worthy of the Great Emperor."

"How profound and powerful is the Great Emperor's cultivation! How could an ordinary female cultivator withstand the inheritance of his bloodline?"

"If the other party's cultivation level has not reached the ninth level of Quasi-Emperor, let alone conceive an imperial son or daughter, they cannot even withstand the fusion of the Great Emperor's Dao. Forcing a union will only cause the other party to explode and die on the spot!"

"The cruelest truth is that neither the Great Emperor of the Big Dipper nor the Great Emperor of the Stars ever met a woman who could stand shoulder to shoulder with them throughout their lives."

Feng Zhi stroked his chin and pondered for a while before nodding in agreement.

That makes perfect sense.

Since his debut, he has seen only about two-thirds the number of female cultivators he has seen.

Those who can stand at the pinnacle of their generation are even fewer... only Jiang Xi and Chi Qinghan.

Moreover, the path of cultivation is fraught with danger and unpredictability; those who stand shoulder to shoulder with you today may not be able to stand at the same level tomorrow.

The path ends here; those who perish halfway are trapped at a bottleneck and can never make an inch further in their lives…

There are far more geniuses who die young than those who survive, and very few who make it all the way to the end.

However, this does not mean that female cultivators are weaker than male cultivators.

If we broaden the scope to include all the great emperors throughout history, then the human race is actually an anomaly among all races in this respect!

Nuwa, the Western Empress, and the Chaos Emperor were all women who attained enlightenment and suppressed an entire era with their own power!

In contrast, of the twelve emperors of the gods, only one was a woman, while the demon race had none at all!

Based on this alone, the human race can be the envy of all races when it comes to top-tier female cultivators.

After Feng Yuan finished speaking, he looked at Feng Zhi meaningfully:

"So, do you know how great a destiny it is that you and the Dao Embryo could meet in this era? This intangible connection is comparable to two emperors living together!"

What he meant by those words was actually to tell Feng Zhi.

To meet a fellow practitioner on the path of cultivation who can keep up with your pace is such a rare thing.

If one day you reach the pinnacle and look back, only to find that you have no one by your side, how incredibly lonely that would be...

As for feelings? Whether you like someone or not? Does that matter?

Feelings are merely a byproduct of time; anything that exists will naturally develop over time.

Feng Zhi was stumped by the question and did not answer directly.

He could, of course, understand the hidden meaning in the old man's words.

Feng Yuan patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't blame me for nagging you. You're only in your early twenties now, and you don't really understand loneliness yet. But if you truly experience that feeling hundreds or thousands of years from now, then..."

The old man stopped there, withdrew his hand, and looked back at the lights below the mountain.

Feng Zhi remained silent for a long while.

Then he took a deep breath, as if he had made some important decision.

"Yes, I will!"

He stood up, channeling his magical power, and prepared to rush towards the Southern Region.

Feng Yuan was somewhat puzzled. What was wrong with this kid?

He moved his hand, pressing it against Feng Zhi, and asked with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "What are you doing?"

Feng Zhi's expression was serious, as if he were willing to sacrifice himself for righteousness: "Now I will go to the Southern Region to suppress Princess Jiang, then kidnap her back to the Feng family's bridal chamber and make her give birth to ten or eight children."

Feng Yuan was completely bewildered by his words.

But who was he? The shrewd old man immediately realized.

He looked at Feng Zhi, nodded, and said in a very serious tone, "Okay! You're right! Then hurry up and bring it back!"

"I'll immediately activate the Imperial Weapon to seal off the causal chain and cooperate with you. I'll also invite all the forces in the Central Region over; I guarantee you'll be greatly honored!"

After saying that, he leaned on his cane and walked outside.

Now it was Feng Zhi's turn to be confused; neither way seemed right.

He watched as Feng Yuan actually walked down the mountain path, his pace quickening with each step, as if he were truly going to take care of this matter.