"She wouldn't abandon me!" I said with a frown, but Dongfang Fu shook his head and patted my shoulder with a sympathetic look. "Although your disciple is unreliable, even I think she's good enough. You can't possibly treat yourself as an existence like the leader. Besides, you're still young. When the leader descends into the world, you should become one of his fierce generals under his command. But if you want to marry above your station and reach the Supreme, I'm afraid you won't escape the calamity of fate. Without a sufficiently great destiny, you won't be able to carry the mountain that is the Supreme."
I was stunned for a moment, and ripples stirred in my heart. What Dongfang Fu said wasn't without reason. I understood that my wife was the Supreme. I also now knew what the Primordial Nine Sons were: one of the laws of heaven and earth born before Heaven itself. My wife represented the Ghost Dao and controlled the six paths of reincarnation. She had yet to descend in her true form, but once she successfully fused with it and became a true Supreme, my position would probably become awkward.
That was why Dongfang Fu had brought this up with me, and I was grateful. I said, "Master, you've treated me very well, but I still believe Jiuer won't abandon me."
"Sigh, you foolish disciple. Do as you please. The Supreme's body has experienced who knows how many things, while some of the great ancient gods even married or followed many powerful figures during their years of experience. But in the end, when they returned to their proper place, every one of them stood between heaven and earth and severed themselves from worldly emotions. Only then could it be considered the mindset of one's true