169: Chapter 169 Haotian Awakens, Daughter!

Beiming Sea.

The place where Kunpeng fell, a Grotto-Heaven formed from his Daoist body.

Inside the Grotto-Heaven, apart from the central Innate Blood Sea Grass...

There were no Spiritual Roots, no living beings; it was entirely a desolate land.

But at this moment, the Innate Spiritual Qi of the entire Grotto-Heaven was being drawn toward that stalk of Innate Blood Sea Grass.

The speed was so fast and the power so fierce that it formed a small vortex.

But!

The Innate Blood Sea Grass was still not satisfied.

Its blood-red leaves, swaying as if weeping, accelerated their movement as its roots struck deep into the core of the Grotto-Heaven at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It continuously devoured the Origin of the Grotto-Heaven.

With its Origin damaged, the Grotto-Heaven began to wither. The already desolate space saw even its Innate Spiritual Qi become thin.

Three Flowers Gather at the Crown, Five Qi Converge at the Source!

The timeline of the Innate Blood Sea Grass began to contract.

The causes of the past, the Karma of the present, and the variables of the future—all the countless stray and scattered tributaries—converged into one.

Brilliant spiritual light lit up around the Blood Sea Grass. As the light dissipated, a young man dressed in blood-colored Daoist robes appeared where the grass had been.

His posture was as upright as an ancient Peak, and his eyes held a depth and melancholy that did not match his youthful appearance.

"Following the will of Heaven, accepting Karma, only today do I know that I am me!"

The young man spoke softly, his voice clear and resonant, yet it shook the entire collapsing Grotto-Heaven. Every word triggered a resonance with Heaven and Earth.

Three thousand Reincarnations to experience all things in the world.

With the Innate Blood Sea Grass as his final life, Haotian had finally returned!

Returning alongside him was the status of the Heavenly Emperor!

The power of the Heavenly Dao gathered in the Grotto-Heaven, forming a wisp of golden, illusory authority.

The phantom shimmered with restrained majesty, carrying an ultimate aura of one who holds the order of Heaven and Earth and governs the Primordial World.

Within that authority, a trace of purple qi seemed to flicker faintly.

Haotian reached out and grasped it, merging the authority belonging to the Heavenly Emperor into the incomplete Heavenly Emperor status within his Primordial Spirit.

"This Emperor's authority is finally complete!"

His relieved voice echoed through the Grotto-Heaven.

As the Haotian personally appointed by Hongjun, although he possessed the Shaoyang fate and the qualifications to become the Heavenly Emperor...

The Six Sages did not support his ascension to the throne in their hearts.

The Six Saints of the Heavenly Dao held the authority of the Heavenly Dao; anything they did not support could hardly reach Perfection. Thus, Hongjun could only use this method—undergoing tribulations to prove the Dao—to complete the Heavenly Emperor's authority.

"It is time to reclaim my Dao Fruit."

Haotian's calm words fell.

The Dao Fruit of his Innate Blood Sea Grass life manifested above his head, and simultaneously, the golden Chaos Stubborn Stone Dao Fruit began to emerge from the timeline.

The Dao Fruits merged.

The matter of Reincarnation reached a state of Perfection, and Haotian's aura surged explosively!

In his life as the Heavenly Emperor, he already possessed a cultivation at the Quasi-Saint Perfection level. He only needed to reclaim his Dao Fruit to return to his Peak.

The experiences of the Mortal World accumulated over three thousand Reincarnations now helped him take a step further!

The barrier of Quasi-Saint Perfection shattered with a bang.

BOOM—!!!

Golden rays of light intertwined with blood-colored Evil Qi, breaking through the Grotto-Heaven and piercing straight into the nine heavens.

Haotian's body radiated a terrifying pressure that transcended the Quasi-Saint realm, second only to the Saints of the Three Daos and the Primordial Chaos!

"From this day forward, no one shall ignore me!"

"Not even the Six Saints of the Heavenly Dao!"

Haotian looked up, his gaze penetrating the Grotto-Heaven to look toward the Primordial World and the ashrams of the Six Saints of the Heavenly Dao. His eyes were indifferent but filled with unquestionable majesty.

Of course, Haotian was not so conceited as to think that a Half-Saint cultivation and the authority of the Heavenly Emperor could rival The Six Sages.

The reason he dared to be so bold...

Was the trace of hongmeng purple qi contained within the Heavenly Emperor's authority just now!

With the purple qi in hand and Hongjun's promise, he was destined to be a future Heavenly Dao Saint!

Fantasy time ended...

Haotian's gaze turned to the devastated, crumbling Grotto-Heaven before him.

This Grotto-Heaven, formed from Kunpeng's body, was the place where he reclaimed his status, yet he had devoured its Origin, bringing it to the brink of destruction and incurring Karma.

If the Karma was not repaid, his Dao Heart would have a flaw.

After thinking it through, his Half-Saint power and the authority of the Heavenly Emperor erupted simultaneously, enveloping the entire Grotto-Heaven.

He waved his hand lightly, and supreme power poured down.

The cracked earth instantly mended, the dried-up ley lines refilled, and the shattered barriers of the Void Realm became as stable as before. The core of the Grotto-Heaven, which he had sucked dry,

was nourished and restored by a great Divine Ability, becoming even purer and more substantial than it was originally.

As the Grotto-Heaven's Origin revived, coupled with the power of the Heavenly Dao brought by the Heavenly Emperor's return, endless vitality sprinkled over this land that had been desolate for ages like spring rain.

Clear spiritual springs gushed from the parched earth, and lush Spiritual Plants sprouted from the soil.

Auspicious light shone everywhere, and visions of countless rare and exotic beasts appeared in the sky.

The Grotto-Heaven, which had been dead for endless ages, was completely transformed into a top-tier blessed land of spiritual beauty and long-lasting Luck.

And at that very moment.

Haotian's pupils constricted slightly, the seriousness on his face fading, replaced by a touch of bewilderment.

"Ah?!"

He looked at the spot where he had previously transformed, where the Innate Blood Sea Grass had been rooted.

A lustrous white ball of light, woven from part of the Blood Sea Grass's Origin, the power of creation, and the power of the Heavenly Dao,

slowly took shape, gradually transforming into a little girl with delicate features, snow-white skin, and a plain white dress.

The girl looked no more than seven or eight years old, her eyes as clear as a spring, innocent and harmless.

She had no cultivation at all, yet she naturally carried a pure and flawless Dao charm, connected to his Bloodline and entangled with his Karma.

This was the first living being born after the revival of the Grotto-Heaven.

Haotian stared blankly at the little girl, his heart in turmoil.

His hand trembled as he reached out and took the girl into his arms.

"This is... my daughter?!"

Haotian murmured in disbelief.

As a Half-Saint, a top-tier expert of the Primordial World, and the Heavenly Emperor of the Celestial Court, he should have been majestic and serious.

Normally, except when facing Hongjun, he indeed was.

But now, looking at the soft, small figure in his arms, he actually lost his composure for the first time.

His fingertips touched the girl's warm, soft cheek, and the bond of Bloodline and Karma, of being from the same source, was incredibly clear.

To call her his daughter was not an exaggeration at all.

Although Haotian had countless sons and daughters during his three thousand Reincarnations and had fathered many children himself...

A Reincarnation body that had not reached the Daluo realm was no different from an illusion.

The Little Majesty before him was his offspring in the truest sense.

The girl in his arms seemed to sense his emotions.

She opened her eyes ignorantly, her clear gaze reflecting his figure. She reached out a chubby little hand and gently touched his cheek, calling out softly with an Innate closeness:

"Father God..."

That single call of "Father God" struck his Primordial Spirit directly.

Haotian's whole body shook, and his eyes even grew slightly warm.

He looked down into the girl's pure, stainless eyes and gave a soft, gentle "Mhm."

He had accepted this thread of Karma.

"From now on, you shall be called Longji."

Haotian lifted the girl above his head, naming her with a heart full of joy.

As the words fell, the Heavenly Dao took notice, and auspicious qi descended from the heavens.

Princess Longji seemed to understand his words. She gave a sweet smile and tightly hugged his neck, burying her small face in his shoulder in soft reliance.

She whispered softly, "Longji! Father God... call me Longji..."