Can You Win Without Striving?

Wisdom gleamed in Bai Ze's eyes.

Of course, he had clearly seen the shock flashing in Haotian's gaze.

The little bear spread his paws, signaling for Haotian to calm down.

Only those who dared to strive could win. Haotian had struggled desperately on the brink of life and death before attaining the Dao and becoming a Saint. Now, he could be considered a Lotus-Made Heavenly Venerate.

In the future, people might not even call him the Heavenly Emperor anymore, but the Great Heavenly Venerate. That was what he was proudest of.

Though things were peaceful and tranquil here with Yaochi and Fairy Qingqing, hadn't Yaochi yet to attain the Dao?

You reaped what you sowed.

Heavenly Dao rewarded diligence.

Only hardship could make a Saint's fruit of attainment shine ever more brilliantly.

Haotian caught Bai Ze's meaningful look.

At that moment,

his Saintly realm allowed him to fully grasp the profound meaning contained in the eyes of Bai Ze, the former demon marshal.

Sensing the increase in his strength and realm, Haotian had an epiphany and felt that Bai Ze's hint made perfect sense.

Naturally, he held no resentment toward Fairy Qingqing. The one he had truly been thinking about was Yaochi. He had assumed that Yaochi would be watching him eagerly at this very moment.

After all, they shared the same status. Yaochi ought to empathize with him and understand his situation.

However,

with Bai Ze's consolation,

Haotian felt that he had not thought things through enough.

Just as he was organizing his thoughts, considering how to report to Fairy Qingqing before him and then find time to explain the dangers of attaining the Dao to Yaochi, he suddenly seemed to hear Fairy Qingqing's voice.

"Almost time, Yaochi. The moment has come."

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Almost time?

The moment has come?