The wishing still did not succeed.
However, through the feedback from the Hundred Flower Clan girl's failed secret art, everyone finally understood one fact. Whether due to some law, some kind of restriction, or perhaps a curse cast by some divine power, the Wishing Flower Tree could no longer produce a baby boy. In other words, no matter how hard future generations tried, there would never again be a male heir capable of inheriting and ruling the entire Celestial Ladder.
Mother... Upon learning this news, she felt disheartened.
Yet this blow did not leave her dispirited.
Possessing the will of Supreme, she worked even harder.
Because—
She decided to shoulder the responsibility that would never again belong to a younger brother, the hopes her mother, little aunt, and other relatives had placed upon him, and the legacy of every life upon the entire Celestial Ladder.
To become Supreme—to establish herself as the one and only, peerless Supreme above heaven and below earth; to revive the Celestial Ladder and restore the Heaven-Piercing Tower.
That became her new goal.
Over several centuries, she traveled beneath the starry skies of countless unit worlds and dimensional worlds, observing and understanding all forms of life. Through every sort of method, as well as divine eyes capable of seeing through all truths, she explored the secrets of living beings and the truth behind the formation of worlds, enriching her wisdom, worldview, and understanding of life in the process. At times, a lonely little flower, a clump of thriving wild grass, or a tiny insect crawling aimlessly could bring her profound insight.
Growth did not come only through tempering herself in battle; every experience was a form of improvement.
And that improvement was growth that seeped in silently.
Until one day.
When she looked back, she was