The Beast Milk Kid

Heavenly Emperor Ye opened his eyes helplessly in his sanctuary. He had just seen a divine light cross Immortal Haven, tracing its source back to him. He instantly understood what had happened.

Then he heard the Desolate Heavenly Emperor's voice. Almost the moment he erased the attack, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor appeared beside him.

"Got any tea?"

"Yes."

As soon as he spoke, a small stove appeared beside them. An ordinary iron kettle sat on it, brewing tea.

"You seem to have a lot of time on your hands lately." The Desolate Heavenly Emperor picked up the boiling kettle and poured himself a cup. "Once, a powerful figure from another world deduced information about me from books circulated among mortals. Perhaps it was a whim, or perhaps he was just bored."

"Really? That's impressive." Heavenly Emperor Ye's expression did not change as he played along. "What happened next?"

"I ignored him at first. Powerful figures bored enough to investigate the fantasies mortals write down are rare." The Desolate Heavenly Emperor plucked a floating leaf from his tea and examined it. "He knew when to stop, though. Once he realized how much karma was involved, he severed the connection. I'd actually intended to summon him for a meeting."

"Mm-hmm." Heavenly Emperor Ye nodded. "He certainly had time to spare. Now, what was it you asked me just now?"

"What's going on with that past version of yours? Why did you deliberately split him off?" The Desolate Heavenly Emperor set down his teacup and got straight to the point. "Don't think I missed it just because you intervened. The flute he played carried karma, and the one holding it now is that blindingly flashy fellow we saw in the Void. He's got quite a sturdy life. How did you two end up