Zhatian: I, Haotian, am the first emperor of the human race!

Chapter 602 Extra Chapter (VI): Lin Xiyao and the Emperor Taihuang

The deepest part of the primordial world is the source of all laws and the destination of all paths.

Here there is no up, down, left, right, past, or future; only the eternally flowing rhythm of the Tao.

Time loses its meaning here, and space returns to chaos. Ordinary beings, let alone cultivate here, may have their Dao hearts shattered and turn into nothingness by just a glance at the pure and boundless "existence" itself.

At this moment, in this primordial land that only those who have transcended can reach, a graceful and elegant figure sits quietly cross-legged.

Lin Xiyao was dressed in an elegant palace dress, her long black hair cascading down like a waterfall. There was no intimidating aura emanating from her, but rather a strange sense of "emptiness" and "stillness".

She seemed to have merged into this source, yet also seemed to transcend it.

The resolute aura of burning everything and facing death to live that was characteristic of the Sacrifice Dao realm had faded from her, replaced by a more mysterious and immeasurable meaning—subtly transcending all the heavens and myriad realms, yet resonating harmoniously with all the Daos.

I don't know how much time has passed.

It may be a moment, or it may be eternity.

The immense power within her, which had been in intense conflict like the birth and death of the universe and was seeking unity at a higher level, finally reached a perfect balance.

"Om-"

A clear, resonant sound, perceptible only to the Dao itself, echoed throughout the primordial land.

Lin Xiyao opened her eyes.

Those eyes were crystal clear, yet as deep as the reflection of the eternal starry sky. Their gaze pierced through layers of time and space barriers, illuminating the birth and death of all realms, and seeing through the countless branches and possibilities of the lower reaches of the river of fate.

Above the level of the sacrificial ceremony, true transcendence has already been achieved.

"Hoo..." A long sigh, carrying a sense of relief and enlightenment after the dust had settled.

Just as she calmed down and her gaze inadvertently swept over the surging River of Reincarnation at the edge of the primordial world, a familiar yet slightly "disheveled" stream of light plunged into it, resolutely sealing itself off and entering the myriad realms.

"Ok?"

Lin Xiyao was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

That is……

elder brother?
With a slight thought, she traced the cause and effect with her gaze and instantly understood the whole story—her mother urging her to get married, her father "sitting idly by," several mothers "adding fuel to the fire," her younger sister "turning against her," and her brother "reluctantly entering the cycle of reincarnation"... Scenes from her family "mini-drama" emerged clearly from her detached perspective, revealing every detail.

"Pfft—" She couldn't help but chuckle softly, a warm yet playful smile flickering in her eyes. So, during her secluded breakthrough, something quite amusing had happened at home. Even someone as stern as Wu Shi couldn't escape her mother's "tightening spell."

Well, let my brother find his own destiny. She missed her family, whom she hadn't seen for so long, even more.

Without moving his body, his mind had already reached the destination.

The next instant, her figure appeared under the familiar pollen-bearing ancestral tree, outside the courtyard.

Laughter filled the courtyard, the aroma of tea mingled with the sounds of Taoism. The parents sat peacefully, the younger sister was charming, and the mothers, each with their own distinct temperament, were all equally gentle... Just standing there and listening to the sounds inside, Lin Xiyao felt an indescribable sense of peace and warmth.

All the loneliness of cultivation and the hardship of seeking the Great Dao are soothed and smoothed out at this moment.

"Father! Mother!"

She pushed open the courtyard gate, stood at the entrance with her hands on her hips, her voice clear and melodious, filled with the joy of a long-awaited reunion, without the slightest hint of reserve or airs, still the most authentic and lively Lin Xiyao at home.

Even though she has transcended worldly concerns, she is still Lin Xiyao.

"I've broken through to the level of the Sacrifice Path!"

"elder sister!"

Lin Xiyue was always the first to react. Like a joyful lark, the girl flew over from beside the Empress and crashed solidly into Lin Xiyao's arms.

The two sisters embraced tightly. One was as beautiful and otherworldly as a fairy from the moon palace, while the other was as lively and charming as a spirit from the mountains. They had different styles, but were equally dazzling.

"tide Yao has also broken through?" A genuine surprise flashed in Luo Shen's eyes, which then turned into relief and emotion.

Lin Xiyao's success means that this family now has a fourth being who has transcended the path of sacrifice.

It's unbelievable.

"It's good that you've broken through." The Western Emperor, Nuwa, and Liu Shen all had genuine smiles on their faces.

They watched Lin Xiyao grow up and witnessed her journey from naivety to the pinnacle. Her current achievements bring them more joy and pride than their own breakthroughs.

The Empress gazed quietly at her daughter who had rushed into her arms. Her eyes, usually as cold and aloof as an ancient, icy pool, now melted away, revealing layers of warmth and tenderness.

She gently raised her hand and stroked Lin Xiyao's soft, long hair, her movements delicate and silent.

A thousand words are left unsaid.

A gentle warmth flows through the small courtyard.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

Lin Xiyao, who was nestled in her mother's arms, suddenly changed her expression, as if she had sensed something.

She released her mother, stood up and said, "Father, Mother, I'm going out for a bit, I have something to take care of."

Lin Hao and the Empress exchanged a glance, clearly having also sensed something.

"Go ahead." Lin Hao nodded, his tone gentle, without asking any further questions.

Lin Xiyue blinked her big eyes curiously, watching her sister's hurried departure: "Dad, what's wrong with my sister? She just came back and left again."

Lin Hao sighed softly, his tone carrying a hint of the sentiment of someone who had been through it all: "Your sister was incredibly talented back then, and she was the white moonlight in the hearts of so many people."

"Ah?" Lin Xiyue immediately perked up and leaned closer to ask in a low voice, "I heard that even that Emperor Ye once secretly admired you, sister? Is that true?"

"Yes." Lin Hao nodded.

Which young man in those years wasn't captivated by such a dazzling woman?

"However, that was a long time ago. Times have changed, our paths have diverged, and our feelings have long since settled into old friendships."

"Then who is my sister meeting now..." Lin Xiyue asked even more curiously, "Who is it?"

Lin Hao looked in the direction where his daughter's figure disappeared and slowly said, "A...devoted lover."

He had already seen through everything.

The Emperor's deepest feelings for Xiyao, feelings that had persisted for countless eons.
How could he not know?
He was also a person of extraordinary talent and ambition, who once dominated an era and whose name "Supreme Emperor" shook the heavens.

Unfortunately, the falling flowers are willing, but the flowing water is indifferent.

Lin Xiyao only ever admired him, felt a sense of camaraderie as a fellow soldier, and a deep understanding between kindred spirits, but never romantic love.

Her view of the Emperor Taihuang was no different from her view of her brother Wushi, Ye Fan, Shi Hao, and others.

Now, Lin Xiyao has stepped onto the path of sacrifice, truly transcending everything.

This gap is not just a difference in cultivation level, but a completely different level of life.

The Emperor's infatuation was destined to be nothing but a mirage, a hopeless wait.

Lin Hao would not interfere with his daughter's romantic choices, but he knew very well that this relationship was destined to end in failure from the very beginning.

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(End of this chapter)