A life of leisure is worse than a life of flowers and splendour

The ball of light that burst into Wushuang's sea of consciousness was the memory and spiritual essence of that person, Wushuang's ancestor, who knew how many generations ago. However, much of it had been sealed away, and she could only see a small portion. This was probably all she could know at the moment; any more would be of no benefit to her, which was why her ancestors had sealed it away.

This ancestor's background was unremarkable, having been born into an ordinary family on the Tianyuan Continent. However, fate seemed to have shown him special favor, bestowing upon him exceptional talent. His spiritual roots were nearly at their peak! Such a rare gift destined him to a life of extraordinary distinction.

It was precisely because of this exceptional talent that the ancestor successfully emerged from a grand celestial selection meeting and was admitted to the Tianmen Mountain Sect, one of the ten most prestigious sects on the Tianyuan Continent at the time. After joining the sect, the ancestor's path of cultivation was smooth sailing. Along the way, the attentive care and guidance of his teachers and elders helped him avoid countless hardships and dangers.

With the care of his teachers and his own tireless efforts, the ancestor's cultivation progressed steadily, reaching new heights. Whether practicing techniques or applying magic, he displayed exceptional talent and comprehension. Thus, the ancestor steadily advanced toward the pinnacle of immortal cultivation, ultimately achieving the realm of transcending tribulation and ascending to immortality, becoming a legendary figure revered by all.

When he was incarnated as a god, he met the female ancestor, and they fell in love and had a son before ascending to heaven. Later, they both ascended to heaven one after another, but until that incident, neither of them had their own son.

After the two successfully ascended to the Immortal Realm, they were surprised to discover that the forces comprised of the ascended cultivators from the Tianyuan Continent were not as powerful as they had imagined. Instead, the indigenous forces within the Immortal Realm were vast and deeply entrenched, displaying a clear rejection of these outsiders. This made it exceedingly difficult for all cultivators ascending from the outside world to obtain the resources they needed for cultivation.

To continue their cultivation, some chose to join forces with certain indigenous forces within the Immortal Realm, becoming lifelong slaves. Despite this, the resources they received for cultivation were still pitifully meager. Even their lives were not their own, let alone respect, a paltry sum compared to the effort and sacrifice they had made. However, many refused to submit to this unequal treatment, and so formed teams to complete various missions in exchange for resources.

However, even acquiring resources through teamwork and questing isn't always smooth sailing. Most standard quests offer limited resources, barely meeting the cultivators' ever-growing needs. Therefore, to secure greater rewards, some are forced to take risks, bravely undertaking exceptionally difficult, even life-threatening, quests. Such missions involve arduous missions in perilous outer realms, characterized by harsh environments, powerful enemies, and even the slightest misstep. Despite the extreme scarcity of cultivation resources, these courageous cultivators remain relentless, determined to carve out their own niche in the immortal realm.

Their lives are filled with endless hardships and difficulties, rivaling those faced by the displaced and helpless cultivators of the Tianyuan Continent. These cultivators, like lone wanderers across the vast expanse of the continent, desperately strive for precious cultivation resources. Each resource is so precious and scarce, like a drop of water in the desert, that the cultivators scramble frantically for it. They not only face the threat of powerful enemies but also the constant vigilance of competitors. A single misstep could cost them everything, even their lives. Yet, despite the thorny and arduous road ahead, they remain undeterred, forging ahead with unwavering determination, believing that only through continuous struggle can they survive on this cruel continent and realize their dreams.

Few could truly rise to prominence and carve out their own niche. Later, the ascended cultivators of the Tianyuan Continent gradually began to band together, relying on those who already had some fame and influence, and later formed the Tianyuan Alliance. Everyone's cultivation was still arduous, but at last, there was a little more hope.

People had always believed that the Tianyuan Continent was just an ordinary place, with no particularly surprising changes. However, when a shocking piece of news arrived, everyone was shocked - a brand new world core had begun to grow on the Tianyuan Continent!

What exactly does this discovery mean? For those who understand the nature of the world, the answer is obvious: the Tianyuan Continent may one day successfully advance to become a mysterious and powerful entity like the immortal realm! Imagine the astonishing power and opportunities that would await the Tianyuan Continent if such a transformation were truly possible.

However, unexpectedly, this supposedly closely guarded secret, for unknown reasons, quickly spread throughout the Immortal Realm. The news spread like wildfire, causing a commotion. Various factions became intensely interested in this emerging world center, some coveting it for their own, while others worried that the rise of the Tianyuan Continent would disrupt the existing balance.

While the celestial realm was still immersed in discussion and speculation about the fate of the Tianyuan Continent, a terrible disaster quietly struck. Evil forces from outside the realms, sensing the dramatic changes taking place on the Tianyuan Continent and viewing them as a threat, launched a brazen invasion. For a time, the Tianyuan Continent was plunged into a raging war, devastating the land.

Although everyone knows this sudden foreign invasion is no accident and must be the product of a carefully orchestrated conspiracy, the people of Tianyuan Continent feel helpless in the face of this formidable foe. Though they fight back, they are unable to withstand the overwhelming onslaught of foreign forces. Every inch of land burns, every drop of blood flows... What will become of Tianyuan Continent? Will anyone rise up and save this long-suffering continent from its dire straits?

No one would lend a hand. The only people the Tianyuan Continent could count on were those who had ascended to the immortal realm. But what could they do? Even their way back was in the hands of others. They formulated a plan, a grand plan that could protect the Tianyuan Continent and quietly safeguard the core of the world. However, this plan would require the sacrifice of many people. The ancestor was one of them, and many others were like him. But at least they still had some hope of survival, but that hope was very slim. But no one backed down. Everyone was willing to sacrifice themselves for this plan without hesitation. Only by protecting Tianyuan could their descendants, relatives, and friends survive, and only then could the cultivators of Tianyuan one day stand up straight and live as human beings. Otherwise, they would only be slaves to others or desperately living.

The ancestor descended to the Tianyuan Continent and defended it with her life. The ancestor was eventually cast into the severed Tianyuan Continent and imprisoned there. Those who sought to exploit him to drain the power of the Tianyuan Heart, but he had been using his own divine energy to repair it. The formation could exploit even the slightest negativity in him to harm the Tianyuan Heart, but he came with a heart of hope, free of any negativity. Of course, he couldn't do it at first, constantly thinking about things he shouldn't. He couldn't help it, but over the years, he gradually stopped thinking about everything, leaving only the Tianyuan Heart in his heart. Finally, he succeeded!

Besides these, there were also some alchemy techniques and recipes left by his ancestors. Unfortunately, his natal alchemy furnace was completely destroyed before he came here, even his cultivation was destroyed. His dantian was also shattered, and not a single magic weapon was left. Only a dragon tooth was brought down with him, embedded in his flesh and blood. He wanted to leave something for Tianyuan's descendants.

Wushuang stood quietly, her petite, lonely figure shrouded in a thick layer of sadness. The air around her seemed frozen, heavy and difficult to breathe. The wind blew quietly, lifting a few strands of her hair, but it couldn't dispel the haze in her heart.

Her eyes were filled with tears, like two crystal-clear pearls that could fall at any moment. Those tears contained endless pain and sorrow, like a bottomless lake, drowning her completely.

Sadness, like an invisible force, tightly wrapped around Wushuang. It surged from all sides, seeping into every inch of her skin, every cell, leaving her with nowhere to escape. This sadness wasn't just superficial sorrow; it stemmed from a deep despair and helplessness.

I don't know how much time passed, as if time had frozen at that moment. Finally, after a long wait, she slowly took those heavy steps, one, two... Each step seemed so difficult and hesitant. After a long time, she slowly walked out of the shadows. The sunlight fell on her, but it didn't bring her much warmth. Instead, it highlighted the deep fatigue and confusion on her face.