God-Diviner had said that in the near future, Ye Fan would be able to return to the other side of the starry sky. However, he had no idea how far away that was, or how long it would take.
Would it be a few months, a few years, or even a few decades? Cultivators could live for hundreds of years. A few years was a short time, and a few decades wasn't a long time.
But how could he wait that long? He had been here for more than 20 years. How long could his gray-haired parents wait?
The saddest thing in life was to lose one's son in old age. In the hearts of the elderly, their children were their only hope. For them to die before them was the greatest blow.
Ye Fan couldn't imagine the grief his parents must have felt when he disappeared from Mount Tai. Thinking of his gray-haired parents murmuring to themselves in their old age, trembling as they caressed his picture, he felt as if a knife was twisting in his heart.
He had always been afraid that by the time he returned, things would be different. All these years, he had been desperately cultivating, all for the sake of returning.
Even if it was just a glance, sitting together and having a reunion meal, it would make the white-haired parents smile like they used to in the past through muddy tears.
When he had left, his parents had already aged. Now that more than 20 years had passed, he was afraid that they would be sad, and their health would deteriorate. Or even …
Every time he thought of this, Ye Fan's heart would ache, and his eyes would blur. The greatest kindness in the world was the kindness his parents had shown him. In the final moments of their lives, when they missed him the most, he was in a foreign land, unable to return. It was hard to bear.
Having lost their only son in their old age, the two of them were in a miserable state of mind. His father's back was no longer straight, and his mother's hair was even whiter. How could they bear it?
Other people cultivated to prove their Dao, but Ye Fan's greatest goal had always been to go back and see his parents again.
Longevity? Great Emperor? Immortality? To him, nothing was more important than being able to see his parents again. This was human emotion.
A stubborn rock was immortal. So what if it existed forever? It was still cold. What did it know about human emotion? Cold and wooden for all eternity.
If he abandoned his parents just to live longer in this world, then what was the point? To be as cold as a rock? To abandon one's true nature.
Ever since he came to this world, he had only been quietly working towards his goal. He had never made a vow or said anything.
Now that he found out that he might really be able to go back in the near future, he wouldn't give up no matter what, because he wasn't a cold and detached stone. He had a filial and pure heart.
In order not to make his aged parents cry, in order not to make the white-haired old man sad, in order not to make the two old people wake up from their dreams, even if his body was crushed, he would go back, just so that they would no longer be lonely and sad in their old age.
He was also reluctant to part with this world. There were friends who could go through life and death with him, beauties who could topple the world with him, a future that could inspire him to work hard, and a great secret that was worth exploring. Everything was so tempting, but he had no choice but to make a choice.
Just like how he could not bear to part with his parents, Ji Ziyue could not bear to part with her father, mother, and brother. She could not bear to part with this world and wanted to pursue his footsteps when their fate was over.
Even though the Black Emperor had no relatives or friends, he was not willing to leave his own world. He missed Wu Shi the Great and was willing to stay in his homeland, even if he could only guard his tomb in the end.
Everyone had their own perseverance and hope, because this was the true nature of people. The greatest motivation for Ye Fan's cultivation in this world was to return home and persevere, not to prove his Dao.
There wasn't much time left. His parents couldn't wait any longer, but his friends in this world still had a long lifespan. His departure would make his old friends sad, but they could still continue their original path of life. But if he didn't go back, his parents would be sad and desperate, and they would die.
Although he struggled and felt helpless, he had to make a choice. Filial piety was the most important of all virtues. He was just an ordinary person with flesh and blood. He could not forget the kindness of his parents for raising him. Blood was thicker than water.
He would not be narcissistic to think that the world would stop without him. Even without him, his friends would still live on.
He was just someone who had yet to sever the Dao. He was not a supreme existence that could suppress the Nine Skies and Ten Lands. His friends and lovers did not live under his protection.
It could even be said that the background of these people was far stronger than his. Victorious Fighting Buddha, the Great Emperor Family, the peerless White-Robed God King, Qi Luo who was about to become a Killing Saint, the top bandit of the North Region who had successfully become a Saint. They were far more powerful than him.
Monkey, Ji Ziyue, Tingting, Li Heishui and the others had people who were stronger than him. He had never been their protector.
As for Ji Ziyue, if they could not be together, he did not know if they could meet again. What could he use to promise her? He might as well give her blessings and let her go further. He would enlighten her. She should have her own dazzling starry sky.
Although Ye Fan was sad, he could not cry. He could only do it silently and let these people walk on their original path. They should not change their path because of him.
"Are you really going back?" Li Heishui asked. He sat on the cliff.
"I am going back." Ye Fan nodded.
"You have to think it through. More than 20 years have passed. Perhaps things have already changed, and that's not the outcome you want to see," the monkey said as he sat on an ancient tree branch that extended beyond the cliff.
"Even if there is only a sliver of hope, I have to go back. Even if I have to face the cruelest outcome." Ye Fan said in a low voice.
"Honestly speaking, I understand your feelings. If I have a chance to return to the Primordial Era, I would rather give up everything and return. Sadly, I don't even have a sliver of hope." Monkey sighed.
"You have to be mentally prepared." Yan Yixi said. He sat on a huge rock at the side of the cliff. Ye Fan did not hide anything from them. He told them about his past. They could guess some of the things that might have happened during these years.
"This is my obsession. If I cannot return, I might go crazy one day or even suffer from Qi Deviation." Ye Fan said.
"This is human emotion." Li Heishui sighed.
"Some people spend their entire lives in seclusion for cultivation, some are trapped by love, some are stubborn until old age, and some are peaceful until the end of their lives. This is human nature and emotion. They all have their own pursuits and perseverance. They all have their own sustenance," Ye Fan said.
The few of them sighed. There was no reason for them to stop him from leaving. The monkey grabbed a purple gold gourd and drank a mouthful of it. He handed it over to the few of them one by one. The gourd contained thousand-year-old divine wine, and it was obvious that it was stolen from Qi Luo.
"Goddamn monkey, you stole my wine again. That was my last bottle of thousand-year-old wine. I will kill you!" Qi Luo's heart-wrenching screams came from afar.
The few people on the cliff immediately jumped like chickens and dogs, like rabbits leaping and falcons descending, fleeing into the distance.
The large black dog was the last to leave. He gulped down the wine gourd on the ground until there was not a drop left. He burped and created a formation platform, passing through the void and leaving.
"Ah ah ah …" Qi Luo screamed miserably. He reached the cliff and picked up the wine gourd. He was heartbroken and cursed continuously.
"Ancestor, Que 'er wants to drink too." A little guy with a pacifier in his mouth shook his trouser leg.
"It's so fragrant …" Tong Tong, Gu Fei, and Gu Lin also sniffed with their perky little noses, their faces full of desire.
"Let me tell you, this is poison. You are not allowed to touch it in the future!" Qi Luo warned. He was really afraid that before he could suppress the big drunkard, a group of small drunkards would grow up again. If that happened, there would not be a single bottle left in his collection.
The future of the Celestial Court was infinitely bright. Anyone could see that as long as these children grew up, as long as people with the Extreme Yin Physique and the son of the Emperor of Fighting were roped in, it would become an invincible divine court in the future.
The large black dog was especially valued by Qi Luo. He was almost worshipped just so that he could carve the formation patterns of the Great Emperor Wu Shi to protect the mountain gate.
However, the Black Emperor currently lacked interest. He always felt that training two members of the Silver Blood Imperial Family would give him a greater sense of accomplishment. He said that he would train two Silver Blood Emperors, the Heaven Destroying Prince and Yuan Gu, in the future.
"Can you guys not look at me like that? It's as if I'm going to leave. Although the Godly Diviner said that, it might still take a few years," Ye Fan said.
"One look is one less look. Hurry up and take a few more looks," the large black dog said.
"Damned dog, do you know how to speak? It's not like I'm going to die." Ye Fan kicked him.
The Black Emperor shamelessly walked over, and said, "In any case, you're going to leave. Just give me the Immortal Kirin Herb and the Myriad Energy Cauldron."
"You're really heartless. You're not feeling conflicted because I'm going to leave, but because you're thinking about the things I have. I'll strangle you to death." Ye Fan strangled his neck.
"Woof, I'm just afraid that you'll die on the way and lose these celestial treasures."
"Beat this damned dog." A group of people walked up and beat the Black Emperor together. Waves of dog barks rang out, and the somewhat sorrowful atmosphere was somewhat washed away by this.
"This time, I'm going to leave, and the time is uncertain. I want to kill a group of people before I leave. Who do you have in mind?" Ye Fan asked.
"Wang Teng!"
"Yuan Gu!"
"Hua Yunfei and Li Xiaoman!"
"The mysterious people who ambushed us, we only know that there's a crippled Nine Orifices Stone Golem among them. His identity is unknown."
They casually mentioned a few people they wanted to kill, and then they all shook their heads, saying that there was no need for him to do anything. They would deal with them themselves in the future.
This was especially so for the monkey, who was even more vehement in his refusal. He wanted to kill everyone himself. Yet he had the right to say this. As the Sacred Prince, he himself had already severed his Dao. Looking out, if not Saints, who could contend against him?
"Brother Monkey, let's compete and see who can kill more people!" Ye Fan said. The world was stained with blood, and some people were destined to fall.
He reminded Li Heishui, Li Tian, and the others not to make a move. This time, they just had to watch quietly and use this period of time to cultivate.
The monkey's uncle was now confirmed to be still alive. He sat on Mount Meru and overlooked the entire land. The Sacred Prince went to take revenge, and no one dared to find trouble with him.
"My grandfather has passed away, and the old fart is finally willing to accept me as a disciple," Li Heishui said. "I'll go cultivate after this period of time, but I'll often come to the Celestial Court to take a look."
This time, even if Ye Fan left, he would be very at ease. Other than Li Tian and Yan Yixi, almost everyone else had the shadow of a Saint behind them.
The Victorious Fighting Buddha, the Southern Mountains Barbarian War God, the Ji Clan, the peerless White-robed Divine King, the number one bandit old fart, Qi Luo, and the others were all pressuring them to the point where they couldn't breathe.
"Let me introduce you to a Saint Master." Ye Fan smiled at Li Tian and the others.
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