"Uncle..."

Behind him, the young Zhang Tu, who had now grown up into a man, followed in small steps.

The heavy snow had already covered him in a coat of white.

His delicate face showed a hint of desolation, along with a sigh.

A great emperor of the Ancestral Witch dynasty had passed away, and he had witnessed it all with his own eyes, which filled his heart with a profound sense of shock at the torrent of time!

That was the undefeated legend who ruled the earth for seven hundred years!

That was the mighty emperor who broke open the sky and made the ten suns tour the sky!

But...

But...

The young man hesitated to speak.

"It's not that I don't want to save him, but I cannot."

Zhu Zhengwei was aware of his hesitation to speak and gently explained:

"The mortal world is like this. When one's life is long enough, even the most powerful beings will witness countless joys and sorrows beyond their control... Even I cannot prevent his death."

"Not even you?" The young man couldn't help but exclaim.

Zhu Zhengwei shook his head, sighing, "Child, do you know what the greatest fairness in this world is?"

The young man thought for a moment, then shook his head.

He knew that everywhere in this world was filled with unfairness.

The moment a living being is born, it is deeply unfair—race, disease, family, wealth, opportunities, popularity, character... Many things seem to be compensable after birth, but how much can truly be compensated?

If it could really be compensated, what should be done about congenital diseases, or those born as pigs and dogs?

Otherwise, Zhu Zhengwei wouldn't be so intent on restarting a new life.

Zhu Zhengwei simply pointed to the sky, "The greatest fairness in this world is death. In the face of death, everyone is equal—merchants as rich as nations, deceitful criminals, wise and mighty emperors, impoverished and destitute poor... Even we, as powerful as to overlook the world, cannot defy it."

The young man was struck at heart and said no more.

Zhu Zhengwei also fell silent, walking with the young man in the snow, leaving a trail of one big and one small set of footprints.

Back in those days, who would have thought that Chu Tiange, doing odd farming jobs in a small mountain village, could reach such heights.

Great power can drastically change a person's character, blinded by power and influence.

Yet, the young man, whose Dantian was abolished and nearly died by a tiger's mouth, still held on to his original intention, using that great power for good.

From this perspective, he had a keen eye.

It was precisely because he saw the young man's tenacity and heart that he gave him power.

He would never have chosen a tyrant.

"Let's go, let's go... We're heading back; your parents are waiting anxiously." Zhu Zhengwei softly said; each New Year, he would go home and take the child out to see the world.

"Okay."

Zhang Tu was reluctant, but he returned nonetheless.

Zhu Zhengwei nodded and had a flying bird beast take him back.

As for Zhu Zhengwei, he continued walking in the snowy imperial capital, looking at the homes on either side of the street, feeling a sense of loneliness in his heart.

"The king has passed away."

"Wuwuwu!"

At this time, the citizens of the capital also learned of the passing of this mythical emperor, who died a natural death.

Even ancient Divine Spirits had descended themselves.

Everyone wailed in grief.

Every household hung white mourning ribbons.

They deeply respected this emperor, who initiated the era of the ancestor witch cultivation myth and popularized and democratized cultivation for all living beings in the world, creating a true golden age.

It could be said that the achievements of this existence are unprecedented!

He opened up an unprecedentedly great era, as the first emperor of this era's dynasty. Its inauguration was destined to be recorded in the history of the Witch Country, immortal for thousands of years, remembered by generations to come!

And everyone knew that with the fall of the world's first seven-level ancestor witch, the emperor who suppressed the world had vanished, the golden age would completely fade, and a new era of chaos would arrive.

"Wuwuwu, chaos is coming, oh great legendary emperor, why must you leave thus!"

"No one can suppress this world anymore; those six-level Great Witches will begin to vie for control again, and the vortex of war will once again sweep across." An old man broke down, weeping, "Brutal rulers never care for the suffering of the people; only that great hero was willing to risk everything for his citizens, fighting the Disaster Beast Golden Crow!"

"Ah, in this world, who can achieve immortality?"

A Great Witch-level powerhouse, also one who once trembled a land, sighed, feeling a sense of grief at the demise of a shared destiny, drinking himself into a stupor, "Even as powerful as the legendary Ancestor Witch the Emperor, ascending to the stars, his life was just eight hundred years, yet he could not achieve immortality!"

For a moment, condolences were expressed throughout the land, with powerhouses from various Ancestral Witch countries coming one after another to attend the burial ceremony.

After bidding farewell to his elder brother's child, Zhu Zhengwei walked alone.

"Chu Tiange is also gone... It seems the path of exploring the extraordinary cultivation system, Swallowing Wind and Eating Qi, is not easy to tread!"

Zhu Zhengwei sighed, shaking his head and murmuring, "Especially the seventh level path, there are only a few sporadic breakthroughs, and it is still difficult to form an orderly and mature cultivation system."

However, the era progresses in the end.

In earlier times, the first generation of Shiguang in the Witch Country, Emperor Changheng Shiguang, lived just over a hundred years before passing.

And now?

It could be said that people have truly set foot on the path of longevity!

The first emperor of the era lived for seven hundred years, and this is destined to be the most brilliant era.

It can even be said that if he wished, he could live over seven hundred years in reality as well.

It is akin to the two dynastic transitions in the history of Xia Country on Earth, living up to the title of existing Peng Zu, the Immortal.

All of this, under Zhu Zhengwei's influence, only took half a year of world deduction in the real world.

"However, it seems I have to continue finding ways to advance civilization, to keep elevating the world's level!" Zhu Zhengwei kept thinking as he walked down the street.

It seemed he remembered something.

"But, seven hundred years have passed, where is the promised five-hundred-year opening of the Demon Ancestor's small secret realm?"

Zhu Zhengwei looked at the sky, suddenly feeling uneasy, sensing something in his heart,

"I made the Ancient Secret Realm's celestial phenomena so grand, yet you specifically used Great Magical Power to secretly cover up the secret realm's celestial phenomena, snuck out to take a few looks, collected contemporary data, and then ran back to hide? Afraid of others knowing your secret realm exists? Afraid others would enter your Hundred-Stone City, Desert Secret Realm?"

To this, Zhu Zhengwei could only say, this old man does not play by the rules!

How could he behave like this?

Secretly blocking his own entrance?

This approach is like the Underworld!

However, that guy is indeed too secretive.

As a biology scientist, his persona was always extraordinarily secretive, hardly showing up in the shelter era.

"Ah, it is difficult,"

"Few people are considerate of me,"

Thinking this, Zhu Zhengwei shook his head helplessly and disappeared from the scene,

"You don't want to work, but it's not up to you. Every five hundred years, the secret realm opens, every thousand years, it must truly open; I'll create an oversized celestial phenomenon you can't block, letting the world know your brain's secret realm is open... Allowing other powerhouses to explore your brain realm!"

"You manage your own small secret realm world, city-building, welcoming and facilitating adventurers, setting your own treasure chests and puzzles, and seizing the opportunity for biological experiments. How is that not fun?"

As he spoke, Zhu Zhengwei returned to reality, visibly expectant,

"However, I am also officially about to start the extraordinary in reality."

Because as these days passed, he could completely feedback the twenty-year body cultivated through rebirth into the real world.

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