This speech made Chu Mo's expression involuntarily turn cold again, "Once was?"

Yuwei sighed, "Yes, your father's strength is beyond doubt. He nearly obliterated those pursuing him of the same realm with ease, then left with your mother drifting away."

Chu Mo's expression softened slightly as he looked at Yuwei.

Yuwei said, "Later, after several years... you were about to be born. Then, one of your uncles came here."

Chu Mo's eyelids twitched, and he barely swallowed the retort, "I don't have an uncle," listening quietly instead.

"Your uncle, the one closest to your mother, was sent to bring your mother back. However, upon seeing that your mother was pregnant, your uncle also felt compassion and kept the matter a secret, delaying until after your mother gave birth to you and sent you to the Mortal Realm before planning to confront your parents," Yuwei continued, seemingly recalling the scene from those days, and after a prolonged silence, she added, "Your father and your uncle had a great battle, where neither side claimed victory."

Chu Mo looked at Yuwei.

Yuwei said, "Then your uncle began to realize that your father was a true Heavenly Genius. Initially critical of your father, he gradually came to acknowledge him. No one expected, however, at that moment a supreme entity that nobody had foreseen would suddenly descend into this world. It was a real saint!"

Chu Mo's breathing suddenly grew rapid; he felt that the crux of the whole matter lay right here!

Yuwei glanced at the Realm Spirit, who nodded and said, "I've used the entire power of the Illusionary Divine Realm to seal this place. As long as we don't name names, there should be no issue."

Only then did Chu Mo suddenly realize the magnitude of risk they had taken just by speaking these words to him.

A saint!

In the eyes of the cultivators of this world, that's akin to the realm of an emperor—a truly heaven-defying existence!

Such beings could likely sense any mention of matters related to them, even without their name being mentioned.

Chu Mo was not ungrateful. He looked at the Realm Spirit and Yuwei, "If it's not okay, then let's not talk about it..."

"We've already gotten this far," Yuwei said with a faint smile. "Some things, it's time for you to know."

The Realm Spirit then nodded at Yuwei, flashing a toothy smile, "It should be okay. Our world, after all, is isolated from all divine sense probes."

Yuwei smiled and looked at Chu Mo, "That saint arrived and without a word, attempted to kill your father. It was the young mistress... who, with the threat of her own death, stopped that person. Yet, he declared that your father must take his own life, or else... he would extinguish all life in this world."

At this, Chu Mo's eyes had already become somewhat bloodshot, his fists clenched tightly as he took a deep breath, "Then what?"

"Then... then your father, in order to protect all the souls of this world, he... he..." The Realm Spirit paused, finding it difficult to continue before sighing deeply, "He was a true hero. It was at that very moment that Yuwei and I truly understood him, and started to deeply respect him."

"Which means, he's actually dead," Chu Mo muttered, "He's no longer in this world."

"No, he really might still be alive," Yuwei lifted her head to look earnestly at Chu Mo, "Although I don't have the right to ask you not to hate that... At that realm, the act of pressuring someone like that was already his limit. Because it might not even have been his true intention, he only wanted to maintain his family's honor, only wanted to take your mother away..."

"Stop talking about that," Chu Mo took a deep breath, "Tell me about my father."

"Your father... at that time one could say... had been completely destroyed in both spirit and form," Yuwei said softly, "But, he knew the Drifting Empress's Nine Lives Technique."

Chu Mo's bloodshot and dim eyes suddenly brightened as he looked at Yuwei.

Yuwei gave a wry smile, "But the Supreme Art, in that being's eyes... wasn't really much at all, yet he made no move even after your father had been utterly destroyed, only silently leaving with your mother."

Chu Mo sat in silence for a long while, wordless.

"So we have always believed that perhaps that being, in the end... Ultimately might have let your father off. But so many years have passed, and there is still no news of your father at all. To this day, we can't be certain whether he is really still alive," said Realm Spirit in a grave voice.

Chu Mo spoke softly, "For such an existence, truly wanting to obliterate someone and keeping it from you would be quite easy, right?"

Realm Spirit and Yuwei both remained silent.

Chu Mo nodded, "I understand this matter." Saying so, he stood up, but his body trembled slightly.

This was a perfect clone, but Chu Mo still trembled. The sense of powerlessness that came from his heart made him not want to say another word.

Yuwei looked at Chu Mo with some concern, and Realm Spirit also looked at him with a worried expression.

Then Chu Mo's figure slowly faded, "Thank you for everything you told me today."

That was the last thing Chu Mo said before he completely disappeared.

"Sigh," after a long while, Realm Spirit heavily sighed and, looking at Yuwei, said, "Did we say too much today?"

"He has the right and power to know these things," Yuwei also sighed lightly.

Realm Spirit murmured, "Actually, I'm more worried about another matter."

Yuwei nodded, "I'm also worried about that matter!"

Realm Spirit said, "After all, according to the family rules, someone like Chu Mo... definitely would not be allowed to continue to exist in this world. Even if the lady had sent him to the Mortal Realm, if that person had wanted to erase him, it would have been quite effortless. But that person did not take action. I don't believe that they didn't foresee today's events."

"Yes, that's what I'm worried about too. Whether it's body refinement or Spirit Refining... there has been debate for many years. Now that such a perfectly endowed Heavenly Genius has finally emerged, I hope they don't really have designs on him," said Yuwei.

Realm Spirit gave a bitter smile, "How much can we intervene in such matters?"

Yuwei looked at Realm Spirit, "After all these years, do you hope to take that step?"

Realm Spirit shook his head, "With the world sealed to this degree, unless I return... but even if I return, I reckon, at most I could only take half a step like Chu Mo's grandfather."

"I feel the same way, so I really hope that the young master... can take that step!" Yuwei said softly, "And... to take that step in this world!"

Realm Spirit sighed, "If he can take that step in this world, then the lady..."

At that moment, the entire Illusory Divine Realm suddenly trembled slightly.

The complexions of Realm Spirit and Yuwei changed drastically, but the tremor came quickly and vanished just as fast. Apart from Realm Spirit and Yuwei, no one else sensed anything out of the ordinary.

Both of their faces looked ugly, and Realm Spirit said, "We can't talk anymore about this."

Yuwei nodded, with a trace of shock still lingering in her eyes, she whispered softly, "Such divine might..."

Realm Spirit, with a bitter smile, slapped his forehead, "I forgot to tell that kid about the upgrade of the communication tile's function..."

Yuwei looked at Realm Spirit in astonishment, "You're still in the mood to think about that at such a time?"

Realm Spirit said, "Do you dare to think about anything else?"

Yuwei fell silent.

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