Chapter 150: A Pleaser Meets a Tragic End (Part Two)

Chapter 150: Simps Never Meet a Good End (Part Two)

In the void, Emperor Ziwei nodded and continued, "Indeed. Only through a great tribulation can there be a glimmer of vitality. This is because the Daluo beings are the upper echelon of the Primordial World, while the Great Divine Beings represent the absolute zenith and ceiling of the cosmos."

"Once you reach this position, every single spot is occupied; the positions are completely full."

"If the upper echelons refuse to budge, naturally, ascension becomes impossible."

Dowager Doumu agreed wholeheartedly. Having weathered numerous eras, she had seen through everything and calmly remarked, "Daluo beings are deeply entrenched. They cannot be eradicated by external attacks; only when chaos breaks out among themselves can there be any hope."

"During a great tribulation, Golden Immortals strive to become Daluo, Daluo strive to become Great Divine Beings, and as for the Great Divine Beings... Hehe."

To put it in a nutshell, for a Daluo to ascend to the ranks of a Great Divine Being requires personal striving, but even more so, it requires a consideration of the currents of history.

Only a great tribulation allows one to rise to power. In peaceful times, if a newcomer wishes to rise, they must carve out a piece of the existing pie and force someone to step aside.

There are people willing to risk their heads for profit, but no one undertakes a losing venture.

When it comes to such naked redistribution of interests, which Great Divine Being would willingly agree? If one were to take it by force, it would inevitably lead to a desperate, life-or-death struggle.

Since everyone is a Daluo being—immortal and indestructible—who is afraid of whom? The worst-case scenario is simply that you are severely injured while I am reduced to cosmic dust, returning to the Great Dao, only to be resurrected after hundreds of millions of years to do it all over again, right?!

Time and time again, great tribulations have inscribed a bloody truth: the private property of a Daluo is sacred and inviolable.

As for exchanges? Hehe, Daluo beings can split heaven and earth and are omnipotent; what treasures can they not create themselves?

Unless you take out a Primordial Spirit Treasure to trade with, and of course, a Primordial Supreme Treasure would be even better.

Therefore, wishing to attain the status of a Great Divine Being requires the Daluo hierarchy to loosen up first, creating an opportunity to climb higher.

Just like the mortal realm below: if the world is at peace, no matter how talented or capable you are, you must remain cooped up and build your seniority step by step.

If the world is engulfed in chaos and all pretenses are dropped, people will resort to any means necessary. It is a place fraught with danger everywhere, yet danger always accompanies opportunity.

Even a minor official can draw a three-foot sword to pacify the realm, and even more fantastically, someone can start with just a single bowl and conquer the world bare-handed.

Plots like these are things that even unofficial histories dare not record, and novelists dare not fabricate, for fear of being cursed to death by readers one day.

Yet, such fantastical plots actually happen in reality.

Only in the chaos of a great tribulation can reality surpass even what novels dare to write. This is precisely how art originates from life, and how times create heroes.

Dowager Doumu thought for a moment and asked, "How many chances of success do you think my little disciple has?"

Emperor Ziwei pondered for a while, smiled, and said, "Mother already has her own judgment in her heart; why bother asking me?"

Dowager Doumu sighed sorrowfully and murmured, "Alas, little Weiwei refuses to speak affectionately to his mother. The bond between mother and son has grown distant after all."

Emperor Ziwei shuddered. Throughout his life, he had been brilliant and mighty; every step he took was fraught with profound meaning, from being a Star God to descending among the human race—every move related to the eternal grand scheme.

Yet at this moment, Emperor Ziwei suddenly felt a twinge of regret as to why he had allowed himself to be conceived and born as a Dao Child back then.

Wouldn't it have been better to just be an ordinary direct disciple?!

Listening to Dowager Doumu speaking just like an ordinary worldly mother, Emperor Ziwei let out a sigh.

If anyone else dared to speak to him like that, he would have already smashed a star right into their face. But this was his mother—his own mother.

Besides, they were currently on the other side of the starry sky, and he couldn't even beat her.

If things went wrong and a domestic violence scene ensued, it would be enough to cause all the Daluo beings of the heavens to die laughing.

Emperor Ziwei thought for a moment, held up three fingers, and said, "Thirty percent?!"

Dowager Doumu mused, "Only thirty percent? That's still a bit low."

"That's a Daluo we're talking about! Thirty percent is not low at all."

Emperor Ziwei shook his head. The older generation of Divine Dao Heavenly Venerates liked to pursue perfection and completeness; it was a habit born from their nature of being spawned directly by the Dao.

However, this was proving the Dao of Daluo!

A thirty percent probability was already quite high. Even for disciples of the Three Teachings and personal students of the Saints, they did not dare claim a hundred percent certainty of proving the Dao of Daluo.

As for casual rogue cultivators, if they had even a five percent chance, they would dare to give it a try and gamble their fate.

That was the Daluo Heavenly Venerate—one realization, forever realized; one attainment, forever attained; remaining unchanging through all times and spaces, transcending fate, time, space, causality, and all constraints and shackles.

With divine light illuminating everywhere, avatars numbering in the thousands, one attainment meaning eternal possession, one realization meaning eternal truth, possessed of magnificent divine powers and boundless magical might. When heaven and earth close, they do not close with it; when heaven and earth open, they open the cosmos and ferry living beings across.

Even outside the Primordial Multiverse's infinite cosmos, they remained a resounding, prominent figure.

Even if severely wounded, it merely meant returning to the cosmic fountainhead for a few hundred million years, after which they would emerge once more as a full-fledged hero.

To a Daluo Heavenly Venerate, the Primordial World was simply a large-scale reality game where they sought the Dao, sought truth, learned, and continuously progressed.

There is no limit to Daluo, and the Dao has no end!

Dowager Doumu pondered for a moment and said, "Tell me, if my little disciple could prove the Dao of the Primordial Five Elements and Five Tais, what would his chances be then?"

Emperor Ziwei: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

"Mother, you must be joking. The Dao of the Primordial Five Tais—does such a thing even exist?"

Even though Emperor Ziwei had evaluated Luo Feng's Dao and deemed the path viable for proving Daluo, when it came to gathering the Primordial Five Tais, let alone Emperor Ziwei himself, even his true body, the Jade Emperor Great Heavenly Venerate, lacked confidence.

The difficulty coefficient was simply too high!

Emperor Ziwei shook his head and said, "The Soil of Taisu is in the hands of Goddess Nüwa, and the Metal of Taiji is controlled by the Heavenly Venerate Taiqing."

"The Human Race and the Daoist Sect are certainly not of the same heart as us."

Dowager Doumu remained noncommittal, saying calmly, "Actually, there is another portion of the Soil of Taisu."

Emperor Ziwei abruptly bolted upright, startled out of his carriage seat.

"How is that possible? The Primordial Five Tais are products from before the opening of the heavens; even Daluo beings cannot manufacture them, unless Panhuang opens the heavens once more."

"Whose hands is it in?!"

Dowager Doumu leisurely replied, "Zhenyuanzi."

Emperor Ziwei narrowed his eyes and murmured, "We already tried our best to overestimate this Patriarch of Earth Immortals, but to think we still underestimated him."

Dowager Doumu smiled faintly and said, "Do not forget, Zhenyuanzi was not originally the Patriarch of Earth Immortals; he was an innate Earth God who commanded the universe and the altars of state."

"Had Houtu and Nüwa not intervened back then, today he would not be the Earth Mother, but the Earth Father."

Emperor Ziwei sighed and said, "Zhen Yuanzi also possesses great perseverance. Of course, to abandon his innate supremacy and switch to cultivating the Immortal Dao—who knows how many Daluo mocked him for throwing away the Great Dao."

"Yet who would have thought that Zhenyuanzi took a gamble and won, ascending from an ordinary Daluo to the Patriarch of Earth Immortals."

"What great perseverance, great wisdom, and great opportunity!"

Emperor Ziwei praised with admiration, then asked, "Then what about the Metal of Taiji?!"

Regarding whether Luo Feng could obtain the Soil of Taisu, Emperor Ziwei no longer doubted it.

It would be a ghost story if he couldn't get it.

If the Earth Mother became the Earth Father, then wouldn't the Heavenly Father have to become the Heavenly Mother?

Heavenly Mother and Earth Father—if the Earth Father was Zhenyuanzi, then the Heavenly Mother could only be the Mother of All Stars, Dowager Doumu herself.

Aside from Dowager Doumu, no other deity possessed such qualifications.

Back during the First Tribulation of Longhan, Lady Ziguang, the Ancestor of Phoenix, and another fairy were known as the Three Great Goddesses of the Primordial World.

Zhenyuanzi had been one of their many suitors, but unfortunately...

Everyone knew the outcome: simps never meet a good end.

Yet now, looking at Dowager Doumu's attitude... it seemed there was something fishy going on...

At this thought, Emperor Ziwei's heart tightened.

Could it be that the ironclad law that "simps never meet a good end" had been altered...?!