The journey of Emperor Donghua through time

Two balls of golden gas were separated from the two people's bodies by Emperor Donghua.

When the luck of the unrestrained world was stripped away, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji only felt something separating from their bodies, and did not feel any discomfort.

“Master, is this golden thing luck?” Wei Wuxian looked at the two balls of golden gas floating in Emperor Donghua’s hands with surprise.

Lan Wangji also stared at the two things. Although he didn't say anything, there was a gleam of curiosity in his eyes.

“Yes.” Emperor Donghua responded, and then explained, “Wuxian is the son of the Heavenly Dao of this world, and Wangji is the son of destiny. The destiny of the two of you accounts for 70% of the destiny of this world. If you don’t strip it back and return it to the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao of this world will fall into a deep sleep because it has no energy to operate.”

"Me? The Son of Heaven? Master, are you kidding me?" Wei Wuxian couldn't believe his ears. With the miserable life he had led in the past twenty years, how could he be the Son of Heaven?

“There will always be a time when things are out of the control of Heaven.” Emperor Donghua thought of Wei Wuxian’s first half of life and felt that he, the son of Heaven, was really miserable.

“Master, if the Heavenly Dao falls into a deep sleep, what will happen to this world?” Lan Wangji asked.

“The better case scenario is that the spiritual energy will dissipate, and no one will be able to practice anymore; the worse case scenario is that the spiritual resentment will be unbalanced, the resentment will erupt, and this world will become hell.” Emperor Donghua spoke as he cast a spell, sending the two groups of energy to the void of heaven.

“Is this all right?” Wei Wuxian asked as he watched the two balls of golden gas quickly float upward until they disappeared from his sight.

"The Heavenly Dao needs to refine those two pieces of luck again before it can further complete the laws. Just wait." Emperor Donghua waved his hand, and the familiar jade couch appeared. He walked over, half-lying on the jade couch with his head supported by one hand, and closed his eyes to take a nap.

Seeing Emperor Donghua's series of familiar movements, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji looked at each other, and went to the Demon Cave together. When they reappeared, they had both changed their clothes and their hair was neatly combed.

“Wuxian, come here.” Emperor Donghua, who was lying on the jade couch, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Wei Wuxian.

“Master?” Wei WuXian stepped forward puzzled.

“I remember that you don’t have a nickname, right?” Emperor Donghua stood up and walked in front of Wei Wuxian.

“Doesn’t the Yiling Patriarch count?” Wei Wuxian asked in confusion. Although the title of Yiling Patriarch was not a proper name, he was used to hearing it and thought it was pretty good.

"This title is not suitable for use in the heaven." After all, even few of the senior gods in the heaven dared to use the title of ancestor. Emperor Donghua briefly told them about the situation in the heaven.

"This title really cannot be used!" After understanding the situation, Wei Wuxian also agreed with Emperor Donghua. If he continued to use this title, he would probably be beaten as soon as he ascended!

“Master, how about you help me pick a name?” Wei Wuxian begged Emperor Donghua to help him pick a name.

Emperor Donghua glanced at Wei Wuxian, frowned and thought for a while before speaking, "Just call it Yichen."

“Which two words?” Wei WuXian asked.

Emperor Donghua directly told them the two words "Yi Chen".

Wei Wuxian seemed quite satisfied after hearing this, but Lan Wangji frowned a little.

“Master, is the word ‘Chen’ inappropriate?” Lan Wangji hesitated for a long time before asking. He was worried that the word ‘Chen’ was too precious and might easily offend the superiors.

“Lan Zhan, is there something wrong with the word ‘Chen’?” Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji in confusion.

"There's nothing wrong, Wangji, don't worry!" Emperor Donghua was in a good mood and comforted Lan Wangji for a rare occasion.

Since Emperor Donghua said so, Lan Wangji felt relieved.