Yao Ji Awakens, Yang Jiao Breaks Through
Yao Ji had no doubts about Ziwei's speculation.
Although she was deeply entangled in Love Tribulation, she wasn't completely unaware of it; she just subconsciously refused to believe it.
"This was actually a scam, and Yao Ji has always been a joke."
Then what's the point of all my efforts?
Yao Ji's face turned ashen, and her body swayed precariously.
"Mother!"
Yang Jiao disregarded his fear and looked at Yao Ji with a worried expression.
Ziwei had been keeping an eye on Yao Ji, but she didn't rush to make a move.
Just as Yao Ji's soul was about to collapse, a glimmer of clarity and determination suddenly returned to her eyes.
Even the divine soul, which was on the verge of shattering, was recovering at an extremely rapid pace.
Both Ziwei and Yang Jiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Even the hidden divine sense of Haotian felt a sense of relief.
Upon suddenly learning the truth, her already unstable state of mind almost completely collapsed.
But she was no ordinary person after all; even if her mental state was not perfect, she was still a Golden Immortal cultivator.
Moreover, as the eldest princess of the Heavenly Court, she already possessed abundant good fortune.
Although this ordeal was perilous, it was also her opportunity.
As Yao Ji regained her senses, the warmth in her eyes vanished, replaced by a noble and aloof demeanor.
This is the true demeanor of Heavenly Court princess, not one who is preoccupied with love like a mortal woman.
"Thank Ziwei, Fellow Daoist Ziwei, for informing Yao Ji of all this. Yao Ji was truly wrong before!"
Yao Ji rose and solemnly kowtowed to Ziwei.
"Fellow Yao Ji, there's no need for this. You are merely ending your life."
Now that the ordeal has passed and the tour guide department has returned to normal, its future achievements are limitless!
Ziwei waved and helped Yao Ji up, a look of relief appearing in her eyes.
He ultimately won his gamble.
"Mother?"
Looking at the somewhat unfamiliar Yao Ji, Yang Jiao cautiously spoke!
"Don't worry, Jiao'er, your mother is alright now."
Your mother is trapped on this Mount Tao and can no longer take care of you.
Fortunately, you have a good master. You must cultivate diligently with your master in the future, so as not to waste this opportunity.
As for your uncle, you should not hold a grudge against him.
He also has his own difficulties.
Being suppressed here is my destined calamity!
Looking at Yang Jiao, Yao Ji's eyes once again revealed tenderness.
She did not hold a grudge against Yang Jiao because of Yang Tianyou.
She didn't even harbor much resentment towards Yang Tianyou.
She could sense that although Yang Tianyou had schemed against her, he still cared about them.
Moreover, Yang Tianyou is dead, and all Karma will dissipate with him.
At this moment, she felt no resentment or hatred, her mind was clear, and she only felt concern and worry for Yang Jiao and his two siblings.
"Yang Jiao will remember his mother's teachings and will certainly follow his master in his cultivation!"
Yang Jiao solemnly assured Yao Ji.
But his heart was far from at peace.
With his wisdom and intelligence, he naturally understood the whole story.
Although his family was destroyed because of Haotian, he had no reason to hold a grudge against Haotian.
As for his father, who plotted against his mother, and the powerful figures behind him, they were beyond his reach at this moment.
Even the Heavenly Emperor's uncle couldn't be his enemy, let alone him.
If we were to really investigate, it would be a calamity for both him and his master.
However, Yang Jiao did not truly let it go; instead, he kept it all in his heart.
This was his personal grudge; he didn't care about himself, but he absolutely couldn't let it implicate his master.
Ziwei naturally noticed all of this.
However, he did not try to persuade Yang Jiao. Although this matter became a knot in Yang Jiao's heart, it was also a driving force for his cultivation.
Although Yang Jiao was born later in life, he possessed limitless potential and a bright future.
I'm relieved that you think that way.
I just wonder how Erlang and Chan'er are doing now!
With Ziwei around, Yao Ji was not worried about Yang Jiao's safety or future.
She was well aware that although Ziwei was only Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, the power behind her was no less than that of the saints.
Becoming a disciple of Ziwei is far better than cultivating in the Heavenly Court.
Moreover, although Yang Jiao was his eldest son, he was not as close to him as Yang Jian and Yang Chan.
After all, Yang Jiao had been a disciple since birth, so the time he had spent with her was limited.
Yang Jian and Yang Chan, however, stayed by her side the whole time.
"Please rest assured, fellow Daoist, both Yang Jian and Yang Chan possess extraordinary fortune."
He should have already found a renowned teacher by now!
"They studied under renowned teachers? Were they also manipulated by the West?"
Yao Ji was not reassured by Ziwei's words; instead, she became even more worried.
Those whom Ziwei calls her a master teacher are definitely not ordinary people.
"It's not just the West that's taking action this time."
Fellow Daoist, there's no need to worry. Although they have their schemes, for Yang Jian and Yang Chan, it's an opportunity.
Compared to them, fellow Daoist, you should focus on your cultivation.
In this Primordial World, only strength matters!
Ziwei spoke up again to remind Yao Ji.
Given their status, they were simply no match for such scheming.
Even if Yao Ji knew, so what? With her cultivation level, there's nothing she could do.
"Fellow Daoist is right, Yao Ji will definitely not disappoint her brother this time!"
Yao Ji understood immediately.
She understood that all of this scheming was aimed at Haotian.
At this moment, she felt no resentment towards Haotian, but rather a deep sense of guilt.
She did indeed cultivate diligently, striving to become an asset to Haotian, rather than a weakness targeted by others.
A resolute glint flashed in Yao Ji's eyes; her previous weakness had vanished, replaced entirely by a yearning for power and authority.
"Congratulations on re-establishing your Daoist heart."
Ziwei smiled and congratulated Yao Ji, believing that when they were freed, he would see a different Yao Ji.
The time they spent together was always short, and Ziwei did not disturb Yao Ji's cultivation any further.
After consulting Yang Jiao, the master and disciple returned to the temporary dojo once again.
Although the Falling Star Mountain Range is rich in spiritual energy, it is even more suitable for cultivation.
But Yang Jiao wanted to be closer to Yao Ji, even if it meant they would have little chance to meet again.
Moreover, he knew perfectly well that Yao Ji wouldn't be trapped on Mount Tao forever.
He will wait here for Yao Ji to escape.
Ziwei did not refuse.
Having memories of the future, Ziwei knew that Yao Ji's escape wouldn't be far off.
Moreover, since Yao Ji has completely awakened, she will naturally no longer face the original calamity.
Ziwei was also willing to grant Yang Jiao's filial piety.
Only when Yao Ji is truly freed can Yang Jiao resolve his inner conflict and focus on cultivation and enlightenment.
This experience not only strengthened Yao Ji's resolve to pursue the Dao, but also Yang Jiao's.
At this moment, Yang Jiao's aura was clearly visible, indicating that the bottleneck between the Immortal-Mortal Realm had been broken.
After returning to the Daoist temple, Yang Jiao devoted himself wholeheartedly to seclusion, preparing to break through to the Immortal Realm.
The fairyland is merely the first hurdle in cultivation. Ziwei trusts Yang Jiao completely and believes that with his accumulated knowledge, he will surely be able to break through to the next realm smoothly.
After Yang Jiao went into seclusion, Ziwei also began to quietly comprehend the Way of Stars, awaiting the impending storm.
Both Haotian and Yao Ji wanted to quell the current turmoil.
But Ziwei knew very well that the Sanqing Ones would not allow this.
Especially Yuanshi, how could he possibly give up these opportunities to suppress the authority of the Heavenly Emperor?