The Myriad Laws True Immortal Heir woke from dreams and memories, her eyes, clear as autumn waters, opening.
"Father, do I understand now?"
She spoke to herself.
When she had awakened from the immortal source years ago, pain and unease had filled her heart. The loving father she had once relied on had suddenly become someone else entirely.
A complete stranger.
Could the immortal path truly change a person so much?
Could even a Human Emperor with an unshakable, undying Dao heart fail to withstand the erosion of time and the immortal path?
Back then, she had only been at the peak of Dao Integration. She had yet to complete her transformation into a True Immortal Heir, and her Dao heart had even begun to regress. It was no longer clear as crystal, without a single impurity.
But now, it was no more than a breeze passing over a mountain ridge.
"Father,"
"you truly left no restrictions behind."
"I've been certain of that for years."
The Myriad Laws True Immortal Heir murmured, "You wanted me to have fewer morals, fewer attachments, less guilt. You only wanted the final victor to carry traces of the Weizi Family forward."
"To keep going."
"Until... becoming an immortal."
"Your daughter understands now."
In the western Heavenly Court.
Amid kingdoms of incense faith, dense as seas, that spread across the stars and formed auspicious clouds and worlds.
A young woman in a luxurious red dress, with snow-white skin and a delicate, charming face, stared blankly into the endless stars. Memories of the past flooded her mind.
Weaver of Heaven's Daughter. It was a divine name reborn within the last tens of millions of years.
It might have existed in a past age, but what remained had been merely an inheritance. It held little power