"Was there really no other way?"
Jiang Ping An was unwilling to accept it. He had struggled desperately in cultivation to reach this point—why was Heaven stopping him from becoming an Immortal?
"Perhaps if you become strong enough, you can survive the lightning tribulation."
Yun Yao paused before continuing, "I saw that battle of yours. Your opponent was indeed strong, but ultimately, they were at the same realm as you. As long as you can defeat them, you will definitely get through."
Jiang Ping An felt that she was stating the obvious. "The problem is how to defeat them. Senior saw it too. They were practically cheating—copying my power while being stronger than me."
"That is because you are not perfect enough yet. As long as your speed, destructive power, and recovery ability reach perfection, they will not surpass you."
Jiang Ping An refuted, "There is a flaw in that idea itself. If I am perfect enough, then the figure copying me will also be perfect. I still will not be able to defeat them. At most, it will be a draw."
"Then give up. Come, call me Godmother. I'll leave you half the Crystal Coffin."
Yun Yao shifted her body. Her figure was slender, while the Crystal Coffin was enormous. After moving over, she freed up a large stretch of space.
Jiang Ping An's face was full of unwillingness. In this "man-eating" Immortal Realm, if one was not strong enough, one would be devoured sooner or later.
Even if Yun Yao helped revive his parents, how would he protect them? He wanted his parents to truly live forever. He wanted Meng Jing, Tiger Girl, and his daughters to live forever alongside him.
To achieve that, merely becoming an Immortal was nowhere near enough.
Jiang Ping An turned to leave