Leisijing's Frustration, Leihong and Busili

"That Ninisha, perhaps in the future, she will become a Paragon Highgod, so you should pay a little more attention to her."

Zijing Sovereign was not annoyed by Leisijing's muttering; instead, she shook her head slightly and answered his question.

"What? A Paragon? That Ninisha?"

Leisijing couldn't help but jump up instantly, nearly shattering the ceiling of the room. He stared fixedly at Zijing Sovereign, as if confirming whether his mother was joking.

"But, Mother, how did you figure that out?"

Seeing that his mother had no intention of joking, Leisijing had to believe her, yet his heart remained filled with doubt.

"Actually, I don't know either. At least for now, I haven't seen any signs that Ninisha will become a Paragon in the future, but, Lord Hope accepted her as an envoy..."

Zijing Sovereign paused halfway through her sentence, then instructed:

"Jingjing, regarding the matters of the Sovereign of Water, Lord Hope, keep what you've heard to yourself. Do not go around spreading it once you leave."

"Don't worry, Mother, I definitely won't say a word." Leisijing made a zipping motion across his lips and nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Zijing Sovereign nodded slightly and continued: "Lord Hope is the oldest Sovereign in the divine planes. What makes him most impressive is not himself, but his Sovereign Envoys."

"Generally speaking, a Sovereign can have eight Sovereign Envoys, but from the dawn of the universe until now, including Ninisha, Lord Hope has only ever had three."

"The first was the former Water-style Paragon, now a Sovereign of Water, Palhouse. Lord Hope accepted him back when Palhouse was merely a Seven-Star Fiend. Today, Palhouse possesses Sovereign-level strength thanks to his Paragon status and the two portions of Willpower gained from ten consecutive victories in the Plane War, yet he remains fiercely loyal to Lord Hope."

"The second is the Wind-style Paragon Highgod, Bayer. He was also accepted by Lord Hope when he was still a Seven-Star Wind-Blood Fiend. Bayer is equally loyal to Lord Hope and helped him secure ten consecutive victories in the Plane War."

"Because of this, it is whispered privately among Sovereigns that Lord Hope either has a talent for sensing Paragons or possesses a method to help others break through to the Paragon level. And Lord Hope's third envoy is none other than Ninisha."

After hearing Zijing Sovereign's words, Leisijing was completely stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"This, this, Palhouse and Bayer... they were both his envoys..."

Leisijing stammered, unable to express his shock for a moment.

Although Leisijing had never fought a Paragon and did not know the true extent of their power, he had heard his mother speak of them more than once and knew some basic facts.

A Paragon is a god who has reached the pinnacle of cultivation, possessing strength that crushes any Asura. Moreover, they are extremely rare—even rarer than Sovereigns. Over countless years and across countless planes, there were only about twenty suspected Paragons, half of whom were revealed to be Divine Clones of Sovereigns. Currently, only about ten are confirmed, averaging less than one per element.

The battle projections of Palhouse and Bayer were the most expensive, top-tier items in the Fiend Castle. Leisijing had seen them before; that level of combat power and those intense, blood-pumping scenes were the goals he dreamed of achieving.

"Alright, Jingjing, it is time for us to return."

Zijing Sovereign composed herself, patted the shoulder of the dazed Leisijing, and spoke softly.

"Oh, hmm? Wait, return? Mother, we've only been out for a little over a hundred years!!!"

Leisijing snapped out of his thoughts, only to hear news that nearly drove him mad. His voice rose by several octaves.

"Jingjing, we made an agreement before we left: if you were defeated in battle, we would end our travels and return to cultivate."

Hearing this, Zijing Sovereign smiled, a look that was neither quite a smile nor a frown.

"This... but, Mother, this time is far too short. Let me play a little longer."

Leisijing was speechless for a moment. He had indeed promised Zijing Sovereign before leaving that he would end his training if he were defeated, but how could he have expected to run into someone like Ninisha at the very first stop of his journey?

Last time, when his Destruction clone broke through, Leisijing had traveled for a full hundred thousand years before Zijing Sovereign called him back, and even then, he had returned reluctantly. But this time, it had only been a hundred years—to Leisijing, it felt like walking out the door only to immediately turn back.

"No! You cannot go back on your word."

A rare glint of triumph flashed in Zijing Sovereign's light purple eyes. Then, gray Sovereign Power surged, and after a dizzying sensation, Leisijing found himself back inside the Amethyst Mountain Range.

"Alright, Jingjing, go back and cultivate properly. Once you fuse five Mysteries, you may go out again."

After Zijing Sovereign's voice faded, her figure dissipated, leaving Leisijing no chance to pester her further.

"Mo... Damn it, stinky Mother, bad Mother! How could you do this!!!!"

Deep within the Amethyst Mountain Range, inside a cave piled high with amethyst, Leisijing reverted to his Amethyst Cub form. With a pouty face, as if he had suffered a great injustice, his roar echoed for thousands of meters.

"That... Young Master, are you alright?"

A deep, resonant voice rang out. Before he knew it, two figures had appeared behind Leisijing.

The one in front was a burly man over four meters tall with bronze-colored skin. His sturdy frame and stern face made him look like a giant of the earth.

The other was a middle-aged man about two meters tall. His black eyes radiated a sharp aura, and a faint sword intent flowed over his gray robes.

They were Zijing Sovereign's two envoys, Leisijing's two good brothers, Leihong and Busili.

"Ahong, Abu, tell me, isn't my mother being too much? She promised to take me out to travel, and she ended it after only a hundred years! A hundred years!"

The Amethyst Cub turned around, waving his little paws and muttering "disrespectful" things under his breath.

Hearing this, Leihong and Busili could only stand there awkwardly, not knowing how to respond.

The Young Master was complaining about his own mother's lack of integrity, but they dared not chime in. After all, it was one thing for a mother and son to badmouth each other, but it was an entirely different matter for Sovereign Envoys to speak ill of a Sovereign.

"Forget it, I knew you two wouldn't dare to speak."

Seeing the two standing there like wooden statues, the Amethyst Cub snorted in dissatisfaction, his small nose crinkling in a way that looked quite adorable.

"Young Master, don't be so anxious. Once you fuse five Mysteries, we will accompany you to the Plane Battlefield. There will be no shortage of battles then!"

Seeing this, Busili stepped forward to soothe him. As an old friend, Busili knew that Leihong was a man of few words, so the task of comforting Young Master Leisijing fell to him.

"The Plane Battlefield! No, Mother won't let me go to such a dangerous place."

Leisijing's eyes lit up at first, but then they dimmed, and he shook his head helplessly.

"That's not necessarily true, Young Master. Although the Plane Battlefield is extremely dangerous, precisely because everyone who goes there is a top-tier powerhouse of the divine planes, no one would dare to kill you. You are the child of a Sovereign, and that is exactly how the patriarch of the Augusta Clan conducts himself."

Busili continued to soothe him. As a veteran commander, he had once seen with his own eyes the patriarch of the Augusta Clan, Hankin Augusta, roaming the Plane Battlefield freely, with no one daring to harm him.

Given Leisijing's status, he could basically walk sideways through the Plane Battlefield; the only ones who might dare to offend him would be members of the Four Divine Beasts Clan and the Augusta Clan.

"Is that so? That's great! I'm going to go cultivate. No one stop me; I'm going to fuse five types of Mysteries and head to the Plane Battlefield!"

Leisijing's body underwent a sudden transformation, reverting to the appearance of a bald youth, before he turned into a streak of purple light and dashed into the depths of the cave.

Leihong and Busili exchanged a glance, both revealing smiles of helplessness, before sitting cross-legged on the ground to begin their own cultivation, and the cave returned to its former tranquility.